This man lives in my neighborhood. His house is the first one I pass once I turn down our country road. When he is home, he is often outside in his cut off jeans, with a beer in hand......waving to everyone who passes. I cannot tell you how many times he has made me smile and just feel better about the world in general.
We first noticed him when the work started on our house. At first I just kinda ignored him. Jon started waving first- I felt awkward. Then I noticed Steve always waved at him then I started waving at him. Then if we went by and he wasn't out there, we'd feel a little let down. There was a time when we didn't see him for a week or so, and we all ask if the other one had seen him....we got worried! This is a guy we'd never ever spoken to but his friendly gesture made us feel close to him. We were so glad when we started seeing him again.
Then when Jon was in the hospital, my drive by times seem to coincide with his schedule & every day he'd make me smile by waving at me.
He had absolutely no idea what all was going on in our lives but his simple gesture lifted the load just a little.
The other day I decided I was going to stop and meet him and just let him know how much his friendliness meant to us. He was as nice as I expected him to be and just said he liked to be friendly to folks. I told him I make it a point to wave at our neighbors more now because I know what a simple wave can mean to a person.
His kindness just warms my heart. He reminds me of an age gone by when folks waved at their neighbors and were friendly to each other....
It's funny but this man with his beer in hand has lifted my spirits more than many sermons I've had to sit through.....(not counting my husband's LOL) I'm thankful we have someone like him in our neighborhood.
This is his wind chime....120 beer cans. He told me he'd make me a Pepsi wind chime but I had to have 120 cans. I might just do that! He's made me resolve to be more friendly to the folks in my neighborhood, a smile and a wave cost nothing but mean so much!