Howdy, Friend

The first time Fiorella and Husband drove through this subdivision, a jogger waved at them.

That one wave was enough to convince Fio she wanted to live in the area.  Eight years later, neighborhood pedestrians and drivers still wave at each other, and Fiorella has adopted the habit herself.  It reminds her of her youth in Waco, when one politely greeted anyone one encountered while walking down the street.  That didn't hold for crowded downtown sidewalks, of course, just as Fio's current hand-waving ceases when she hits the highway.

One has to be in a more intimate situation to acknowledge fellow travelers.