Some of them. Not really close to any.
I have a sex offender living across the street from me in one direction. Older people living in another direction in an apartment house.

Some of mine are really nice.....and then there are some others....need I say more?

Put my name next to heather_on

The couple of one side of me are the best neighbors anyone could have. They have a key to my house. This came in very handy last year when I fell and cut my arm and had to go to Des Moines by ambulance. A friend called my neighbor and she came over to let my dog out and checked on the cats.
The neighbors on the other side are absolutely crazy. Police are there frequently for domestic disputes. Neighbor across the back fence is very nice. Since I live across the street from a cemetery, no problem with the folks there.

Yes, I do have nice neighbors. Only two that you would call close neighbors. One across the road is a lady in her ninties and the ones to the west of us are a married couple and their 16 year old son. I visit with my ninty some year old neighbor on the phone on a fairly regular basis and in the summer we chat when I am out mowing the front yard. The other family we are friendly but we don't visit that much. They are away from home a lot working.

Sue

We have some great neighbors, some that are ok, and some I'd rather not have. Dh and I have decided that we'll be moving in the next couple of years. This neighborhood has gone down in the two years we've lived here. We aren't the ones bringing it down.

My home is in a Patio Home development so all of my neighbor's are seniors. I enjoy visiting with them for a few minutes, but don't socialize with them. I tried that after my husband died, but decided I prefer being a recluse. LOL

I'm very fortunate to have nice neighbours. On one side is a woman who has become a good friend and her son. On the other side is a young man who is a lawyer and who we hardly ever see. Before he moved in we made friends with his mom and dad who were getting the house ready for him as he was still in law school. She told me to call her if he wasn't being a good neighbour. I told him he had better behave or I would tell his mother - LOL! We have a retired judge, an RCMP officer, a bailiff, and an officer from the sheriff's office living in the houses by ours. We could hold court in the cul-de-sac! It is a quiet neighbourhood with good neighbours.

Neighbors have come and gone in our neighborhood, some have been better than others. Right now my main concern is neighbors on one side. Last year they really let their back yard go to h*ll, I hope they will keep it mowed this year. They also have a problem with not raking leaves, which means they blow into our yard and poor DH has even more to deal with (and we are talking about a LOT of leaves).

We have good neighbors. The man who lives on one side of is a US Marshal. Before the election he was one of Condoleeza Rice's escorts/guards. I don't know what he's doing now, but he's never home. Last month his sister moved in. She needed a place to stay after a divorce and he needed someone to house sit. I really like him and enjoy talking to him when he's home. I've only waved at his sister when I see her, but he called and told me she was moving in and said she was real nice.

The neighbors on the other side are also wonderful, but they rarely come outside. The man had his leg amputated due to diabetes complicatons and I see him riding his grand daughter around on his big scooter. They go around the block on days when the weather is nice.

The people across the street are outside a lot and I talk to them often. The wife's sister lives in a guest house on their property. She's nice enough, but she has a drinking problem. She calls a cab to come take her to the liquor store. The cabs in this area are regular cars with meters in them. If you didn't see the little signs on them you wouldn't know they were taxis. One day my step son stopped by to visit. He parked across from us in the street. As soon as he pulled up she ran out to the car and opened the door and climbed in. She asked him where " Bubba " ( I don't remember his name ) was. He was her regular driver. My dss didn't know who she was or what she was talking about. It really startled him. He told her he was just here to visit his dad. She was so embarassed. I still laugh about that whenever I see her, but I don't let her know.

Sadly, the original home owners on my block have all passed or moved. These homes were sold for rental property to slum lords, so the people moving in and out go from bad to worse.

How do such young folks become so lazy and disrespectful? They abuse the property and their animals. I can only imagine how they treat each other and their children. :(

We're on a corner, so we only have one close neighbor. Very nice, friendly, but not too much.
In fact, I can say that about all of the people on our street - except for the one house where they were loud, fighting, trash all over the place. Their house went into foreclosure, and finally sold at sheriff sale. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

We have really goofy neighbors beside us. Loud - lots of yelling and swearing. Totally trashed front porch and yard. And now - dump trucks! Wish there was a fence.

We live on a very short street and now that the boys who lived across the street with their dad are gone, things are quiet and peaceful.
Our next door neighbors are like family. (On both sides.)
Across the street are people we have known for 40 years and they, too are like family.
We know most of the people on our street because we have a huge lemon tree and it produces all year long. Everyone comes to pick lemons.....they used to ask every time but we told them not to take more than they could use and be careful of the lawn and flowers.
We used to have problems with the people in the house behind us but they left in the middle of the night a couple of years ago and the ones living there now are quiet and keep their weeds mowed.
This is the best street in our subdivision......lots of section 8 houses rented to people who are well known by our sheriff's department.
Fortunately, the sheriff's department patrol are area.

I live on the end unit of my condo. Me in the middle, single gal underneath me, and gentleman over me.
Gal travels weekly for work, and the gentlemen has condo only as a second/third home, so he's here rarely.

Building next to me is not that close so I really don't have neighbors. It is quiet though!

I have lived here for over 20 years, and love it. We have lost some of the elders, but so far we have good people moving in. I always go and introduce myself first thing, and give my phone number to all. I let them know I dog and cat sit for all the neighbors, and always recommend my vet to them. He is awesome. Everybody here uses him. So that is always a great ice breaker.
We only have one bad neighbor, he is ok, but she is a screamer/swearer/jailbird. They are the only renters in the "hood" I don't expect them to last long.
I am glad to say that we all stick together here, and manage to keep the trash out, or shorten their stay.
We are on first name basis with out city neighborhood people, and use them when needed. It has helped in really tough situations over the years.
I have keys to 5 of the neighbors houses, and it has helped lots of times when emergencies arise, or just taking care of the animals.
I am the Mrs. Kravitz it the neighborhood, but we all work together to keep the riff raff out.
These houses are all 50+ years old, but we are all proud of our places. DH always BBQ's enough for all the single gals around here, so I make a point to call them each week and take food over if they would like it.

I am so thankful for wonderful neighbors.

Trin

I have good neighbors, too. Have lived here 12 years, so some of the neighbors have come and gone, but nice ones seem to move in. Since my husband died, several of the young ones check on me and offer help frequently. I did ask the one next door to change the garage-opener light bulb for me, and they always push my garbage container back from the street. We live in a cul de sac. Yards are kept up and it is a pretty street. I am afraid I am the community recluse, because I can't do the yard work any more and I just stay inside most of the time. But everyone is way younger than I am anyway. I try not to be a pest asking for help all the time.

We live on a horseshoe shaped street. One way in and one way out. We all have at 1.25 acres of land. We love our neighborhood but we can't stand one of our neighbors. She is the most miserable woman alive. She hasn't liked us since the day we moved in. Apparently, she has never liked anyone who has had anything to do with our property. The story I heard is that she and her husband owned or land or he did or something and he sold it and she didn't want to and so basically she is just miserable to anyone who lives here. Most of the people on our street have lived her for many, many years. We are the "newbies". We've lived here 3 years. From what we have heard, she is just a miserable person and is not nice to too many people on the street. That makes me a feel a little better I guess. If she had a reason to dislike us, I would understand but we have done nothing but try to be nice. My DH would wave everytime he drove by, and they would never, ever wave. I kept telling him I don't know why you bother. She finally did something to tick him off and that was the end of that. Luckily we have enough property between us that we don't have to actually see them. They have fixed that quite nicely really - they put up a divider so they don't have to look at our house. lol

I like my neighbors. We've been here going on 5 years, on a cul-de-sac. Some of my neighbors I like very, very much. Some I barely know, but they don't make any trouble so I can't complain.

Funny story. The house across the street from us sold a couple years ago. A young man moved in, early 20s, he works for his parents' business and they helped him buy this house. It's a 4 BR with a finished basement. He rented rooms to buddies, who came with loud dogs and cars. They had parties a couple times a month when the cul-de-sac would fill up with cars. With 4 guys in one house it was like a frat house. They didn't like to move their cars for each other, so the parked in the street, always in the way. Our kids play kickball in the loop and their cars were always in the way of that, too. We "family types" got annoyed with they way the lived, the frat boys got annoyed that our kids' kickball would hit their cars. But everyone was still friendly to each other, the guys could be helpful when needed. But we joked amongst ourselves as to why this guy would get such a big house. I said his parents were hoping to settle him down.

About a year after he moved in, he got engaged. The frat boys moved out, the fiance moved in. She planted flowers, put up a picket fence around the back, and they got a puppy. The house is quiet, the only party has been a bridal shower. ;o) They walk their dog, go to work, park in the garage and driveway. They were married last October. Too funny what a woman will do to a man. LOL First comes love, then comes marriage... I guess we know what comes next.

Don't know them much at all. The ones on the right of me are ok, the husband is one of the ones who helped me out this past winter during the ice storm and helped me trim my forsythia bushes in the back last year. I now have a huge limb from their pine tree in my backyard from the ice storm. The ones across the street helped me out too, when I couldn't get up my driveway. They will wave sometimes. The ones right across the street I hardly ever see come out of their house.

The older woman to the left of me hasn't been seen in awhile. I've talked to her a few times but I'm wondering if she's sick, saw a nurse or someone in scrubs out front of her house last week but haven't seen her in a while now.

The ones in back of me are a pain in the butt. They've called the cops on me because Luther was barking one night. They claim their dogs never bark, which is a joke. Their kids and dogs have been in my backyard and I've now seen the father in my backyard twice trying to get one of his dogs back. I took a bunch of clay I dug up when I dug the holes for new trees I got today and put them in two of the holes their dogs have dug under my fence. Grrr! Their kids have bench the crap out of my back fence too. Can't wait to get the wooden, 8 foot fence up.

We've lived in our old house for over 36 years. Over the years, we've definitely had the good, bad and the ugly.

But right now? Our neighbors are the best. I truly think of them as family. Can't think of a single person on my street that I'm not friendly with, and most we're very, very close with. They're the biggest thing I'm going to miss when we head to the new house. But from what we've seen of the neighbors there, we have mostly wonderful neighbors there as well.

Generally a good group around here - professionals, business owners, retirees and SAHMs. My only problem is the family directly behind us. The weekend they moved in, they tied their German Shepard outside and left. The dog barked and barked. Within a month is was a 30 below wind chill and I was calling animal control and the sheriff (I had tried talking with the neighbors and they refused to answer their door). The dog was gone within 6 months and when the weather turned warm he started working on stock cars in his garage and drive (including revving the engines). Other neighbors complained to me and I told them I had addressed the dog issue, they could address the car issue. He eventually tired of that also. It has been several years and we just ignore each other.

We have lived on the same street for almost 54 years, 1st living in the house my DH was born in, and then moving next door to a smaller home that his family also had lived in...Most of the people on our street are "original" But there are a couple of newer families, in fact 1 young couple living in our old house...Our's is a dead end street and it's a great street, everyone looks out for one another. We all know by the sound of the car whether it's someone new or someone that belongs here.....I've often looked at other homes, thinking I'd like to get something newer but DH will never leave this house....

I don't have any real near neighbors, but if I saw one of them outside, I would wave. That is the extent of my socializing.

I had pretty good neighbours when I had the house up north...on one side were hillbilly types,that had been there forever....they minded their business,we minded ours...on the other side was 100 acres..lol..so,my neighbours were ok.

Here,in the present,I live in a vertical village with about 150 others of *senior* age.....I like the old boys..they're pretty good for the most part..they like to tease and talk about the weather and news..the old broads however,no thanks...always gossiping and sticking the knife in each other....lol-my *immediate* neighbours,no thanx...neither one knows how to vacuum,mop,or even open windows,so the main area when a person goes outside of the apt. door has what would be known as an odor....as far as their character goes..no thanx to that too.

We have lived in this house for 25 years and still have the same neighbors we started with. We know all of them and wave when we see them outside. The lady across the street we are friends with. She takes care of our pets and we take care of hers when the need arises. The people on either side keep to themselves which is okay with me.

We have a pastor and his wife in front of us. Nice as can be, Polite children. They have my husband till their garden and do minor road work with his tractor. Then we have his daughter and her husband and they are really nice. Then we have several other families that are just sweeties. We care very much for them. There is only one stick in the mud around here and no one likes her. I think she may have mental problems. But everyone avoids her. She lives with her 30 something son. Neither works and I think they are quite strange.

Years ago, I had a Psyco neighbor who would call me if she saw me come home. "Where did you go today?" WTF. If she saw a strange car at my house she would come over and introduce herself to my company. Very strange. After my first Baby was born she would come over "ring the doorbell" and wake me from a much needed nap.

Since then, I'm friendly to neighbors, but keep them at a distance. I have respectful neighbors.

We've had, and I think *been*, good neighbors. Unfortunately, the nice neighbors who lived to the west of our new (8 years old) home sold their pretty ranch to a couple with two children about eight and ten at the time. We met the children first when they came into our backyard with two friends via the gate to see our dog -- uninvited, but hey, they were little kids. We went out and said hello. When they moved into the ranch before teardown I went over, but found no one home, so I just left a note of welcome, providing our names and phone number.

I can't complain that the new people tore down the ranch. We did the same thing on our acre! Unfortunately DH and I have determined by their actions that these people are 'users'. Before they built they had to get city approval for their plans. The wife appeared at my door with her little girl and showed me a vague rendering of a big house, asking me to sign a 'petition' that we approved. There was no indication of the height of the house, and when I asked she was vague. I asked for numbers; she never returned or phoned.

We were in drought after the old house was pulled down. When I watered our shrubs, I also soaked the ones on their property within reach of my hose. The husband saw me doing this one day and thanked me.

They fired their first GC so the build was slow. A cement worker came over one day to ask if he could get some water for the mix; said their water line wasn't in. We said he could and he ran a hose to their yard. Soon enough another guy showed up asking if he could string a line from our electrical outlet for something he had to do right then. We agreed. After providing water for a month we called a halt to the 'freebies', then had to reinforce it twice when workers came over to plug in to our house. The couple were on site every day and could easily see the hose and electrical line. They never said a word of thanks.

Fast forward to completed 5000 sq ft house -- not as tall as they'd wanted. Here comes a swimming pool in their backyard, near our fenceline. Now the kids are Junior High age. There are lots of pool parties; we close our BR windows and turn on the A/C. Then comes a birthday party at the pool, complete with five piece band and mega-speakers. Our city has a noise ordinance. After eleven p.m. we call the police -- along with other neighbors, as we discover later. The noise stops for twenty minutes while the police are present, then...right back up again. We call police again.

This spring DH was in our backyard with our dog and noticed that our back lot line is soaking wet. These neighbors are draining their pool into our yard. DH calls and the wife claims 'the pool guys' must have done that without her knowledge. She removes the (obvious) hose from where it is poked under our fence to a spot behind their fence -- where it still flows into our yard. DH calls the police. They come and move the hose to the opposite side of the neighbors' yard, where it can flow to into a drain. We lose three shrubs from the chemicals in the water.

Sorry to be so long. It just goes to show that you don't have to be poor 'trash' to be a rotten neighbor. The rest of the people on our street are fine. We just 'got lucky' with the only ones who are in sight of our house!

When we lived in town, absolutely not. I have never encountered more selfish, trashy and loud people. The neighborhood was going down fast, more houses being sold as rental units, so we sold our home and moved to the country.
Here on our little farm, we LOVE our neighbors! The 10 years we lived in town we were never invited to a church service or event; the neighbors didn't introduce themselves except to show up on our front porch to tell us their dogs could bark all day and night; and to throw their trash over our fence so we could clean up after them.
Here we were still moving in and were invited to three different churches; the neighbors who live across the road have three dogs that are cared for and trained; and one lady takes her daily walk up and down the road with a bag for trash. They are kind, friendly, considerate and lovely people. We are so fortunate to have found our own "pocket of paradise" and are doing all we can to be as good neighbors as they all are.

We get along with all our neighbors. Of the twelve homes on our street six are still owned by the original owners. One of those rent their home out but always have chosen good tenants. The son of the people next door bought his parents house and is now raising his own little family there. So there is a lot of continuity.

We wave and say hello and ask after one another but we don't socialize.

When my kids were small there were a lot more kids out playing.They were probably the last generation to have most of their mothers at home.

We had the neighbors from he// around 20 years ago. (seems like yesterday) Our family was their target. We won. They lost and had to move. Things have been peaceful ever since.

I still keep track of them. Lots of bad karma has already hit. I'm waiting for the final blow. I know it will come and I know I will hear about it. They're evil and they will get their due.

I like my neighbors, but we don't socialize. We wave when we see each other. One of the neighbors have 2 small sons and they come over when my son, Chad is outside. The 2 little guys are cowboys - always wearing their jeans, boots and hats. My son let them ride his horse occasionally and has taught them to rope. I call them Chad's fan club.:o)

I don't "NOT" like them....but we aren't friends either.

I miss having neighbors that I'm friendly with....like it was when we were in town.

The lady across the road doesn't speak...but she doesn't want anybody bothering her. Her husband is nice and I know we could count on him if we needed help.

The neighbors to the side of us are at least a city block away...We don't see much of them either..there is timber and the dry creek between us. They are both nice but we don't "neighbor"

In town we used to cook out together. Even when we got new neighbors next door...we were always invited over for celebrations of birthdays and such. Denny and I were asked to be God Parents of their first born daughter.

I guess we were very good ones....I don't even know where they are living anymore...The moved away to another town after we moved out here.

I have great neighbors. We chat, collect each others mail while during vacations, lend each other tools, and every once in while, we have a glass of wine.

We live in a very quiet neighborhood - most of the people really keep up the homes and yards very well but like everywhere else, there are a couple who need to do a better. However, no police or drugs seem to be around, so we are doing well *LOL*

We know our neighbors well enough to wave, be on first name basis, but no "close friends" now that the family we actually were close with moved. No problem neighbors at all, I've been lucky on that score, we have never had a "problem" neighbor, ever.

We have the best neighbors you can get. All of them are wonderful.

There is Mrs noisy across the street but that's ok, she is very nice.

When we moved in, the couple next door came over and introduced themselves. He was a New York City Fire Captain. After he retired, he became "the neighborhood guy". He brings in my garbage cans, shovels my snow, says hi everytime I see him. He questions my two daughters late comings-home. What a sweetheart-and he's only ten years older than me. The ladyt next door is a widow, lives alone, but still drives, I see her walking pretty often, I think she used to be a teacher. Very sweet, friendly type person. I know the names of everyone on my street.

I really like all my neighbors that I know. DH has been here for 15
years and I have been here for 12. Our home is a townhouse with
six units attached and we have alot of neighbors on one side
(rental) and the other side they have been here for 9 years.
We are very close with them, in a matter of fact, they are on vacation
so DH and I are taking care of their house while they are gone.
Deb

Good friends with one couple, recently retired and sold their farm ... but to continue to live there. They invite me for Christmas, I bring them store flyers and some groc. on occasion. Haven't known much of some others. Some are relatives - we get along well, but don't see them a lot.

ole joyful

We have lived in this house 6 years now, the next door neighbors are very rude. Never speak to us. We went over to introduce ourselves when we moved in, they shut the door in our faces. He called the cops on my dogs for barking, one afternoon last fall, the pet sitter had left them out for 2 hours to get some fresh air. we have a six foot privacy fence. He also left a very threatening note in the mailbox, said the dogs disturbed him when he was working in his yard. Not sure how he even heard them with the weedeater and mower going.....We tried to talk to him about it, he refused to talk to us. We have a corner lot, so he is the closest. THe folks across the street wave when the see us, and the ones in the house two doors down go to our church. That is it. NO one else will speak, wave, chat. Really miss the old neighborhood.

Neighbors on either side - great! However, the ones in back are a different story.

One directly behind us butted his fence against ours (will probably be going to court as soon as survey is done. Think the stakes were moved) then dug a trench so the water from his yards flows into ours! Not.

Our one and only encounter with them was when his wife had a hissy fit when we had the fence repainted and the painter had paint chips in her yard. She DEMANDED we call our contractor immediately and have him come and clean up his mess. I tried to inform her contractor was going to, but since they had just had their lawn resodded, he wanted to wait till it was dry so he didn't damage it. Never did get to let her know that.

Other neighbors next to them believe that's it's perfectly o.k. to leave their terriers outside for extended periods of time and don't how much it might bother the neighbors. Apparently someone finally called the police as they no longer leave them outdoors all day long without food or shelter.

Too bad some people just don't seem to grasp the concept of being a good neighbor.

This is an old, established (over 50 years) neighborhood, many have been here for over 20 years...all ages, some children - just enough:).

People are very friendly, not intrusive...probably the best I have ever had - and I can't say i've ever had "problem" neighbors.

We have been here for 22 years and we get along with all of our neighbors. There was one neighbor beside us once, that had an unrestrained aggressive dog that kept coming after my kids, and we did NOT get along with him, while he lived there. But we get along with all the other neighbors and help each other out and visit a bit, and walk with some. We're also still friends with our neighbors from the first house we owned from 1982-1987.