The Cookie Project

IMG_4068This past weekend I wrote about the need to engage our neighbors.  We must do more than judge them, we must get to know them.  I mentioned that I would be baking some cookies and delivering them to a particularly troubled and troublesome neighbor.

I’ve been asked for an update.  For those of you who think I just write stuff, I thought it would be good for you to see that I really do live out my words.

And so, I baked the cookies, just as I suggested.  I wrapped one dozen of the fresh-from-the-oven goodies and walked over to the neighbor’s home.  I rang the doorbell.  One of the boys answered the door.  I handed the home-made goodness to him and said, “I thought you might like some cookies and so I made these for you.  They’re chocolate chip.”

I smiled my warmest neighborly smile.

He looked at the plate full of home-made goodness, said, “Okay”, and turned around and went inside.

I didn’t get a “Thank you,” a “Sweeet!!” or a “That’s keen, Mister!”  Nothing.  He shut the door and I walked home.

And they kept the plate.

As I mentioned before, it isn’t always a story book ending.


  1. Hmm. Maybe next time try a, “Hi, Sonny, are you parents home?” And give the cookies directly to the adults. Or maybe there won’t be a next time. At least you tried. Can’t throw every starfish back into the sea – if you get my cliched reference! Goodonya for trying!


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