code enforcement

(one of the cool things about being "old" is having lots of stories)

When I was growing up, we had a ton of cars at the house in town. One for granny, pop, mom, older sis, bro, me, then there were the Packards and Studebakers my dad had. Well, one snotty neighbor called the cops and they said we had to "hide them from view". So my dad, mile mannered fellow that he was, figured the best way to deal with this was to build a large wooden double gate. Was about 12 feet tall and 20 feet across. UGLY as sin, but met the code and did what the city said had to be done.

As you might well guess, when the gates finally succumbed to the elements, the neighbor in question said nothing about the cars. They didn't look nearly as bad as the gate.