Times like this, even though tragic and devastating, bond us together as neighbors.

We deal with heavy equipment and the industrial park was appealing to us because we have friendly neighbors ... we're more in an industrial atmosphere.

A blood good Japanese maple was given to us by our sweet neighbors, Edgar and Lillian Robinson, who have become sort of our adoptive grandparents.

What the neighbors are telling us is they're dealing with subjects who are intoxicated or hanging around the area.

So many of us were acquaintances or even friends with our neighbors.

Thank God for my neighbors. They saved us.