Saturday, February 22, 2020
So I thought, ‘NOT another street problem!!’
Autos of beauty
Our street wasn’t always a dead end. Many years ago it was a U shape off another street, called North Avenue. And then the city decided they did not want a connection at the bottom of the U. Our side was re-named Ann St. in honor of a resident’s wife. North Ave became North Street.
Then I came along, I bought a couple acres on either side of this dead end Ann St. including the last 300 ft of Ann and the bottom of that U. Everything went well for a few years, I built 5 houses here Including two big condos for us and my older sister. We decided to rent/lease our side and hit the road. All was still well. At her husbands death My other Sister, Shirley, wanted to lease our ‘Condo’, which was good. One year we returned and the city had barricaded one of our driveways leaving our mail box outside. After a big hassle and me threatening a law suit they took the barrier down and I installed my gate.
All was well again for 10-12 years. On our arrival home this year my neighbor informs me that the mail man told him ‘I will no longer deliver your damned mail (also our mail) if the gate was closed.’ The mail box is outside the gate. He is a new mailman and they have been turning around in our drive with my permission. A couple years ago I started leaving the gat open and I told the mailman they were welcome to turn around in our drive to save his backing up the dead end street. The mail has been delivered for 25 years to that box, 90% of the time the gate has been locked.
A statue of ACE, my first dog, guards our drive and rock mailbox. The post behind is where the gate in question WAS. The gate now rests at the other driveway. It is barely visible at the other end.
After the neighbor/postman confrontation neighbor called the Postmaster. Postmaster's answer was, 'no problem as long as the gate is open.' The post office has strict rules about backing up due to accidents. BUT the vehicle will be backed up no matter where it turns around; this is not a cul de sac.
Of course I got upset and made plans to talk to the city council and air my history and complaints. BUT with my stomach problem I didn’t need another hassle so I decided to move the gate to the other driveway.
PS: We smile when we call this big duplex a condo (which it legally is), We and Sister Kat lived in it for years as a duplex. But Sister Shirley, who had more class, would not live in a duplex, but a condo was fine. LOL may she RIP, loved that girl!