After an emotional and highly exhausting nine months in St. George UT undergoing intense rounds of medical procedures for my wife, we finally got the go-ahead to come back north to Salt Lake City. We usually come back in May, and I was bemoaning the fact we would have no flowers in our small flower patch at the front of our house and no tomato plants in the little garden plot by the back door. One of the first things we noticed when we drove up to our driveway was that someone had planted petunias and pink and white geraniums in our front flower patch. I didn't expect anything when I looked out the back door, but there they were, three tomato plants and a squash. My next door neighbor had looked after us during our long absence. It took me a while to collect my thoughts and convey my gratitude.