One-man-s-junk-is-another-s-treasure

I want to know why everyone, including the city, is worried about what is in everybody else’s backyard. Isn’t this America? The owner of the property should be able to have whatever they want in their yard, as long as it’s not illegal. I love old cars, some people call them junk. Well what about the people who have the wooden wagon wheels and rusty mining carts? These are vehicles 100 years older than my ‘64 Ford. These wheels and carts are junk to me, but it is their yard so let them have what they want. I was driving up Coleman Street and pulled in to buy some parts and was told this is not a junkyard, it’s the city shop. The city wants me to clean my yard. I think maybe they should look at their own yard and get it cleaned up before they go around telling people with a five-foot privacy fence to clean their yard. Besides, I live on a dead-end street. It’s not like any one is driving by. Practice what you preach is what I was always told.

Quenten Christensen

Tooele