Recently, on a quiet Saturday afternoon, in between his gaming and my writing, my husband said to me (with a grin on his face), “I know how much you dislike this house, but you have to admit, our neighborhood is SOOO quiet, so peaceful.” He was right. On both accounts. I’ve not been a fan of this house from the moment we laid eyes on it (though it’s grown on me a little in the 3 1/2 years we’ve been here). However, our neighborhood is blissfully peaceful. His observation resonates with me today, as I sit at my computer this bright, clear, crisp November Saturday. While much of the U.S. is dealing with…