We have a neighbor that has, I swear, the same DNA as John. On Saturday I heard something out in the back yard and there was Dan, playing with his skid-steer in the wood pile, scooping up bark and making a pile. He comes and plows our driveway in the winter, and is always willing to help, or lend, or chat.
I asked Pops to fix my brakes this weekend, I needed new pads on the front, and I asked him to check the back ones as they were making a funny noise. He found that the caliper (?) had squeezed shut and not released. Some kind of special tool was needed so he went to Dan's to see if he had something he could use.
Not only did he have the tool, and was happy to loan it to Pops, but he gave us a brand new mailbox he had gotten and never used.
It's so great to have neighbors like the ones we have.