This is not really a story but more a reflection of my observations in my own neighborhood. I live in a townhouse community of about 95 homes. In my cul-de-sac there are about 15 houses. We have quite a diverse population within the cul-de-sac. We have African-American neighbors, Asian neighbors, Jewish neighbors. What is frustrating is that we seem to live in separate worlds. We are neighborly and acknowledge each other but we don’t seem to mix when it comes to our social events within the neighborhood, such as cookouts, etc.
