But I can document the facts, recommend that enforcement be held while you apply for a community-use permit, and bring this evidence to my supervisor.”

Dad looked up from the gravel with a warm smile.

“Thank you, young man.”

“Do not thank me yet, sir,” Wayne replied, wiping his eyes.

“My own grandmother received vegetables from a neighbor like you.

I cannot file a permit for you or guarantee what the board will decide, but I can tell you which application to complete and make sure your inspection report reflects what I witnessed.”

Chad stood up slowly from the gravel, brushed off his bathrobe, and turned directly to Wayne.