When I got back, I was looking around for a lawnmower I could borrow when some dude drove by in a black pickup truck, with a lawnmower in back. I made a deal from an open car window, in the middle of the street. The dude named "Jose" agreed to...
...mow my lawn for a mere $25.
As much as I am working for change and revitalization in my neighborhood, there are times when I'm glad stuff isn't changing too fast. In my 12-year-old son's affluent suburb, I doubt very much if dudes named Jose go around in banged up pickup trucks, asking residents if they need yard work done. Or, for that matter, doing it so cheaply.
The photo above shows how well Jose did my lawn. And, yes, I totally put Jose's number in my speed dial.