The Wests have been our neighbors on the little cul-de-sac called Westminster Place in Alexandria, Virginia since Grace and I bought our home a week after getting engaged. They are the ultimate good neighbors in every respect. Today they really stepped up.
I have a year-long contract this year to do monthly legal ethics CLE presentations over Zoom for a national audience of lawyers in need of ethics credit. Today was the first of sixteen; with new material and a good impression to be made, I was a bit anxious. Scheduled for 9 am, the program occupied my attentions from 7 am on. Finally, I was ready.
A half hour before the program was scheduled to begin, power at the Marshall house went off. The problem could not be addressed by the power company for several hours. Desperate and panicked, I woke my neighbors (and their gigantic dog, Peaches) from a sound sleep, and asked 1) if one of them had a Zoom account (YES!) and 2) if I could use their computer to conduct my two-hour seminar.
And they said yes to that too. They made me a cup of coffee, set me up, and then fled the house, as most people tend to do when I start talking about legal ethics. I was ready seconds before the program’s scheduled start; it was very well received. Missing the first session in a series would have been disastrous. My neighbors had my back when I really needed them.
As I knew they would.

