Birthday Cake Ed, my neighbor next door, almost passed out from shock when I took him a huge piece of my birthday cake. I wish I could confess that it was solely a generous offer of sharing. The sorry truth is that…

Compilation from weekly newspaper faith column “Neighborly Advice According To Ed"
Birthday Cake Ed, my neighbor next door, almost passed out from shock when I took him a huge piece of my birthday cake. I wish I could confess that it was solely a generous offer of sharing. The sorry truth is that…
Go to the Casinos – Stay Out of the Museums Ed, my neighbor next door, believes that we are traveling to the right place. Ed heard that we are off to Deadwood, South Dakota in April. He has been to Deadwood and…
What Would You Give For It? Ed, my neighbor next door, has been known to say, “I’d give my right arm for it.†He said it the other day and I cautioned him about saying it in case it came true. I…
Stinking to High Heaven Ed, my neighbor next door, popped over to our house at the wrong time last week. When he arrived, there was the smell of burnt rubber in the living room. I had been vacuuming the carpet and had…
The Problem Is Sugar Free Ed, my neighbor next door, likes syrup on his pancakes. He has even been known to have some Aunt Jemima syrup with his toast if Ruby is at work. The other day, Ed came to see if…
Being Stubborn Is Necessary                 Ed, my neighbor next door, is off at his family’s place in Edmonton. Ruby, his wife, says that it is her winter mental health break. Since Ed is so bored with winter, Ruby talked him into a…
Better to Borrow Than Use a Computer Ed, my neighbor next door, wanted to borrow my Saturday’s Leader-Post. He heard there was an obituary in the paper that he needed to see. Why would he buy a newspaper of his own since…
Grumpy Travelling for Spring Break Ed, my neighbor next door, invited himself along on my recent trip to Saskatoon. Hearing that my wife wasn’t able to come with me, Ed insisted on accompanying me. At Saskatoon I was picking up my granddaughter…
What did you say? I wasn’t listening. Ed, my neighbor next door, ran into me at the post office last Wednesday. Seeing my handful of letters he asked, “Are all those bills you’re paying?†“No, they are valentines for my seven grandkids, 
Walking Through Winter Ed, my neighbor next door, came walking with me last week. I try to walk at the track at our arena in the winter. Ed has a sour opinion about walking, but he has extensive views on our winters….