Since We’re Neighbors

I found it a wonderfully refreshing change to read Lucretia Bingham’s “The Neighbors” (July 12), about a neighborhood full of people, with their normalcies and idiosyncrasies, instead of yet another chronicle on some wealthy and influential individual’s high life and luxurious home. Living in media-mad Los Angeles, one can easily come to feel that if you’re not a “star,” you’re a “nobody.” “The Neighbors” presented a poignant look at the strains and pleasures most of us “everybodies” experience on a daily basis. Louise Manuel

Los Angeles