Every day I'm happier about Susie's and my move to Old North. The cleanliness, pride, and simple respect the neighbors have makes it infinitely preferable to Weinland Park, but the friendliness has made me feel even better.
After Susie came home from Youth Group yesterday afternoon, she and I were walking to the bus stop, so we could go shopping at Kroger. There were about five people standing on the sidewalk as we went by. I recognized one of the men as someone who often rides the 4 bus to and from downtown with me every morning. (He's in the minority on these particular schedules, since he works neither for the State of Ohio nor Nationwide Insurance.) They invited Susie and me to a backyard movie at 8 p.m. Without even asking what they were showing, I accepted.
The movie was El Mariachi, which I had never seen (neither had Susie). Our hosts, Jeremy and Deborah, made us feel welcome right away. The temperature was in the mid-60s, and I was perfectly comfortable, since I was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, but Susie was wearing a T-shirt and was about to head back to the house to get a blanket, but Deborah very quickly produced one, so Susie was all set.
Fortunately, Jeremy put on the English captions. My knowledge of Spanish is confined to counting to 20, and I only know this from years of Sesame Street. Susie is taking a Spanish class at The Graham School, and she mastered counting to five, thanks to Dora the Explorer. Jeremy and Deborah hung a bed sheet across the back wall of the garage for a screen, and put brick-sized speakers at either end of the row of chairs. (There were six of us there altogether.)
Airplanes seem to fly over every four or five minutes throughout the movie. (And El Mariachi is not a long movie--it's less than 90 minutes.) Sometimes the planes flew so low their navigation lights cast shadows on the ground. None of us had ever seen that many commercial planes flying over the neighborhood with so little time between them. (When I lived in Franklinton and Weinland Park, police helicopters, along with their mega-candlepower searchlights flashing around the neighborhood, were so common that we paid little attention to them.) Last night, we only saw one helicopter, which was flying at high speed, and which I suspect was on its way to Riverside Methodist Hospital. All of the planes were eastbound, so I suspect we're in Port Columbus' flight path.
The moon is not officially full until tomorrow night, and it is the harvest moon. The Wikipedia says that October 11 is the latest that the harvest moon can be. (The harvest moon is the first full moon after the start of the autumnal equinox.) The moon was very bright last night, and there were white ringlets of clouds in the night sky almost directly above the yard. The movie, the moon, and the company made the evening a very pleasant one.