Being neighborly

I know I've touched upon this topic before, but this is a post for anyone who is dubious of Philly's "Brotherly Love" tagline. I mean, sure, there are definitely some days when someone yells at me while biking, or shoots me a dirty look on the bus. Yet tonight, walking home from book club, a lady called across the street to my friends and I, "Ladies - a little help, please?"

We looked over and saw she was struggling with a huge potted plant she wanted to bring up from the sidewalk to her stoop. We rushed right over and assisted her.

"Thank you so much," she said. "You saved my life! Philadelphia really is a neighborly city, isn't it?"

I have to agree.