I was in the back yard with my dog, Lucy, this morning when I started reflecting on the effects of a fence between one of my neighbors and me. More importantly, it made me think about the lack of a fence between another neighbor and me.
Ever since I’ve lived here, there’s been a fence separating me from the guy in the back. I’ve met him. I speak if we both happen to be outside. But that’s about it. There’s no fence between a neighbor on the side and me. They’re nice enough folks. We speak if we both happen to be outside, but there’s nothing else between us, good or bad.
But with the neighbors on the side, there have been minor irritations over the years. Someone who lived with them for awhile parked on the grass next to the street, frequently letting much of his car end up way over on my grass. It didn’t really make any difference. I wasn’t using it anyway. But it was my yard, not his, so it bugged me.
My best advice: Choose the person you don’t want to live without
Well-meaning parents stifle kids by trying to make their decisions
Love drives us mad, but madness rescues us from ‘horrible sanity’
Past behavior is best indicator of how he’ll treat you in the future
Far-left political idiocy is ruining remake of Disney’s ‘Snow White’
As I quietly watch my world burn, I’m painfully aware this isn’t fine
Live in ways that allow you to be the ‘light’ in life of one you love
If principles of First Amendment still apply, principles of Second do, too
How can I make sense of a world that’s fundamentally nonsensical?