DE-FENCE AGAINST I-CAN'T- ITIS
It was a cool winter morning, and getting cooler. That morning,
before I left for the barbershop, I told Sherry that maybe the
yard work we had planned for the next few afternoons should be
postponed. The clock radio had said it was supposed to be very
cold for a few days. It would be very uncomfortable out and
might make both of us sick.
When I arrived at the shop, the preceding thoughts and what
follows became part of a conversation with a customer. I pointed
out that our home is bound on one side by a concrete drainage
easement and that our yard work involved replacing a small
wooden fence in the front yard along that easement. The
replacement would be a split rail type.
I also mentioned that, though I don