 I remember my daddy telling me one time when he visited here and we were having breakfast at McDonald's and several friends came in and greeted us that he never saw anyone he worked with or knew away from his job. He lived in Houston. Now that was sad to me, but I have since come to realize that all the silver and gold in the world cannot buy what we have here in our little town, a place where we can belong, where we are part of the fabric of the city, where we are comfortable just living together and where neighbors means more than just living on the same block.