ChiTownScion
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My grandfather died two houses down the street from the house he was born in 75 years earlier. My mother has lived on that same street for all but a couple of years of her entire 77 year life.
I left that street for good when I was 25, and I don't like to go back for visits, because it's unrecognizable now. The last straw came a couple years back when somebody put a repulsive hulking McMansion on the vacant lot kids had used as an ad-hoc playground since the 19th Century, and took down a grove of pine trees that were older than the town itself. My mother wrote an enraged letter to the paper denouncing the owners of the lot, but it didn't help. Made her feel better, but otherwise it didn't help.
She didn't block 'em and climb atop her car to curse at 'em... or chuck an ashtray at 'em? Or go berserk with a sledge hammer on their motorcycle??
And some still claim that people cannot be rehabilitated !