Tammy Keith is along the Gulf Coast on vacation. This column, chronicling some of the highlights from a previous summer vacation, was originally published on June 3, 2012.
I don’t feel like it’s summer unless I’ve gone to the beach, and this was the first summer that my husband and I went alone to Destin, Florida.
When I was pregnant with my firstborn 22 years ago, we went with my husband’s then-single brother. From then on, it was with our two boys. Sometimes we’d throw in a girlfriend, a friend or other family members.
I started thinking about how lucky my husband and I are to have good neighbors.
In this world of people who drive into their garages, shut the door and never talk, we have friendly neighbors who stand and talk in our yards and watch out for each other.