My Neighbor Reported My 79-Year-Old Father’s Garden. When the Inspector Returned at Six A.M., He Discovered Who the Harvest Was Really For
He explained that he had been wrong about the nature of the operation, then outlined the revised parking arrangements he was helping provide.
One board member asked Dad, “Why not reduce the garden to a quarter acre and avoid this process entirely?”
Dad sat quietly for a moment.
“Because I cannot ask half the people to go hungry,” he said.
“I know the ordinance is not written to decide who eats.
But that is the consequence of losing half the rows, unless we find another piece of land.
I would rather work with you to make this safe and lawful.”