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Thursday, April 29, 2004

  So anyway, I've gotten a letter to clean up one of my properties. So I drove by and found a couple of tires in the front yard. Well, a couple of days ago, I went to check it out and found a little more than just "trash, junk, and/or debris."
  Apparently, I've had a couple of tenants there as well. I say tenants, but they really haven't been paying. All the windows have been broken out. I looked in the front door and a couple of the doors inside have been taken off the hinges.
  I have to cut down the weeds. I can't tell, but there seems to be a lot of trash in the front yard under the weeds. It looks like the grass never got mowed last year.
  The fence around the back yard has been kicked out in a couple of places. I'm not sure why. I guess when a house sits up like this, no one respects anything about it.
  Of course, the real bummer was the back yard. I saw it and I still have a hard time believing it. There are about two hundred tires in the back yard. And a rusty old shed. Also full of tires. I didn't sit and count them but I think that two hundred is about right. I went a spoke to T & K Tires here in the Boro and asked them what they do with the tires. They gave me the number to the guy that picks up their tires. He told me that he would do it for seventy-five cents a tire. I told him that I would need time to get the tires in the front yard because there is no way he could drive the truck between the houses. So, I hope to put in a hard day next week.
  I want to repair the fence because I'm not sure how those tires go there. I'm a little suspicious. I know Wal-Mart charged me five dollars the last time that I bought tires there. I want to make sure that I fix the fence and make it really tall to make sure that no more tires sneak over the fence. I mean after all, how does somebody get that many tires in their backyard in downtown Nashville? I know those tires in the front yard weren't there in January.
  I suspect that the whole neighborhood may have been contributing.
  A few of the neighbors came out to see me. I waved at them and they said hello. They of course disappeared before I could ask them any questions. If I lived there, I'd stick around just so that I could ask a few questions. Maybe they've had a few people come and look at this place like this before, but did nothing. The last person to own the place lived there. I even found notices from a few banks on the front door. I guess that they have given up as well.
  The good news is that I shouldn't have any problem with this place getting redeemed.

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