So, some nimrod managed to *not* turn…and drove his/her vehicle through the fence at The Old Vic late Wednesday night or Thursday morning.
The took out my mailbox and pole, 40 feet of fence, 4 poles, the gate, my ugly bush…thing…(just to the right of the porch stairs) and they even managed to hit the house.
Ya can jog right or turn left…this nimrod split the difference.
We found some fender-well or door-edge trim with reddish paint on it, and there was reddish paint where they hit the house too.
Impact. Little cracking…paint and plaster removed.
Neighbor says she saw a possibly 70’s or early 80’s model pickup…two tone with red or orange and white or yellow (hard to tell at night) around 1 am.
They, of course, ran.
If the person that did this happens to be reading…I’d have a word or two with you. Bring your checkbook. You may also want to stop by and speak with the local police and get your status straightened out there.
Saturday I bought a bunch of stuff and my friend Mike came by and helped. Got the old poles (and the concrete they were set in…that’s the hard part) excavated and new ones put back in and concreted by Saturday evening.
Sunday we had a leisurly breakfast and then finished the fence before Easter dinner. Thanks Mike!
Between the two of us we even managed to figure out how to weave/splice the new chain-link to the old, undamaged section for a seamless repair. We managed to salvage the gate and its pole.
Fencing fenced.
Between the poles, top rail, fencing, mailbox and pole, concrete, and brick-a-brack this cost about $385 and a dozen or so man-hours of labor…add a little for cleanup and yanno…it sucks.
All the work…and I’m right back where I was Thursday at midnight.
Ugh.
…and now I’m googling surplus tank traps (grins). I could call ’em “yard art.”
Oh, and if there’s such a thing as keeping score…that just leaves THREE roofs, ONE car, TWO trucks, at least TWENTY windows, and a bunch of ceiling tiles and insulation to replace…
CUAgain,
Daniel Meyer
