The neighbors who inhabited this property for decades (presumably) were rather persnickety—at least, that’s the way they seemed. I spoke with half the couple once: when he came looking for bargains at our yard sale. A few years ago, they tried to sell the place, which had seen much better days, then gave up and let the bank take it back and write it off(?). Now, whenever I go by, I look to see what has broken or fallen down since my last pass-by.
