After reading a book, Dinner with the Smileys, I reflected on my own experiences. In the book, a father of three boys is deployed overseas. The mother of the boys decides to invite a person for dinner once a week for a year to take dad's place at the supper table. Interesting concept and a great idea.
What does that have to do with me? Nothing really, except that I have never been invited "over for dinner" in the 18 years I've been a bachelor. I live, eat, sleep, etc. alone, day in and day out. It's no big deal, but I wonder why no neighbor or friend has ever asked me over. I'm educated. I shower. I'm fun. Yet, I'm ignored. Why?
Is it because I'm single (and they're not)? Does that make them feel uncomfortable? My pastor friend with whom I play golf has said for 7 years, "we should have you over for dinner". I say, "Great--I'd love to!" I'm still waiting. I have wonderful neighbors (country neighbors "down the road"), some of which I've known for 36 years. I've watched their house, fed their pets, cleaned their pools when they're gone. "Thanks a lot" is all I've ever received.
It just makes me wonder. Maybe it's my atheism, but I doubt it. So much for "Hoosier Hospitality".