Wow, so glad we’ve always had good relationships with all our neighbors. We all know each other by name, and often meet in one another’s yard for a chat if we happen to see each other outside. Our neighbors to the immediate right are a Navy couple who at one point received orders to Florida and had to rent their house out during the worst period of the real estate bubble collapse. We kept watch on the goings-on with their tenants, and alerted them if we suspected they might need to check up on their property.
They moved back a year ago, now with an adorable tow-headed two yr. old daughter, who hugs us when we come outside. They have a riding mower and often mow our back forty while they mow their own. We always thank them wholeheartedly and gift them with six-packs of their favorite craft beer. We also mow their lawn whenever they are out of town and take in their mail and Sunday papers. When he finally made Chief, we did a little dance of joy. He’d been telling us about how hard he’d been working to make Chief for the past two promotion cycles, and we knew he richly deserved it. We gave him a congratulatory card and more beer. They gave us baked goods and tomatoes from their garden. We gave their cutie-patootie a small gift when we heard she was turning three. We are so thankful for their lives.
We have just as good a relationship with our neighbors on the opposite side. They are very social, and are fabulous cooks. We’ve had them over to our house for supper, and a couple of times a year, they always have a cook out and invite us, the Navy couple I just talked about, and their other close friends who live across the street. Actually, there’s a neighborliness that occurs within an approximately 8 house radius on either side of our street. We watch out for each other, report any suspicious activity we see, lend each other tools, ladders, power equipment. It’s something we’ve been doing for almost twenty years, and I took it all for granted until a recent thread in which many CCers admitted that they’ve never so much as even talked to (or seen) their neighbors. 
I can’t imagine the stress of dealing with unreasonable neighbors. I tend to keep ridiculously late hours, staying up well into the night with lights blazing. We don’t have a curtain or blind over our kitchen sink either, which faces the woods. But I have often thought about putting one up, even though I spend little time in the kitchen during those hours. It’s the only window I leave uncovered after dark, because quite frankly, I have a bit of a paranoid fear of being “observed” by some unseen, and possibly malevolent presence out in the darkness. Uncovered lighted windows at night are like lighted fish bowls. They showcase the interior and whomever happens to be occupying or passing through rooms as if one were viewing a motion picture. Meanwhile, you can’t see much of anything outside from your vantage point of lighted rooms. For all you know, their could be a sex pervert, an ax murderer, a government spy—a space alien (LOL, just joking!) out there. Point is, I don’t want anyone to see me whom I can’t see back at night.