Every morning since we moved to our jointly-owned dwelling here in central-western-but-just-a-little-south-and-east-of-Tampa, Florida, I stand in front of the kitchen sink window and swallow my medicines. While I do this I look out and wonder about my neighbor’s rain gutter.
What gutter, you say?
Above the window on the right you’ll see a three foot strip of rain gutter. That’s it. A three foot gutter. There are no signs of nail holes or brackets which could hold up gutters to either side. Just a three foot strip. And no caps on the ends. What reason is there for this? Did the builder run short of funds? Does it only rain on the part of the roof? Is it some sort of sick joke being played on the owner?
This situation reminds me of the episode, “Church Benefactors” on The Andy Griffith Show. It centers on a $500 gift to the church Andy and the gang attend for worship. Aunt Bee (Taylor) demands it be used for new choir robes. Howard (Morris) says the money would be best used to fix the church’s foundation which is slowly sinking into the ground. Elmo (no last name) wants to use it for a new pool table. Below are two screen grabs from the episode showing Howard holding a stick pointing out the church building’s dilemma.
There are three persons on the church board. One votes for choir robes, another for foundation repair which leaves Sheriff Andy (Taylor) as the tie-breaking vote. Knowing he’d be hung from a sour apple tree if he votes for the pool table, Andy needs to do some fancy dancing* to come up with a decision which satisfies everybody – except Elmo.
As it turns out, Howard is able to devise a plan where they run the rain gutters off to the higher side of the church which will cause the foundation to eventually settle in perfect harmony with God’s green Earth. This allows Andy to vote for the new choir robes thus eliminating the possibility Aunt Bee never again makes him another apple pie.
So perhaps next door is just a foundation issue. It’s all I can figure out. Do you have an opinion?
“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation?
Tell me, if you understand.
Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know!
Who stretched a measuring line across it?
On what were its footings set,
or who laid its cornerstone—
while the morning stars sang together
and all the angels shouted for joy?