Editor, Re; “Come hang with the gang,” News, Dec. 11.
After reading the great article on the Myron Court Gang, I just had to see for myself what they were so proud of and here is what I found.
Approximately 20 houses, of a certain age, in great condition, obviously lovingly cared for over the years, grass everywhere, trees, bushes, shrubs and because of it being winter, no flowers.
Just about every house had either Christmas lights or some sort of Christmas theme on their lawns. The residents should be congratulated because they have managed to maintain their area as a classic Richmond neighborhood that unfortunately has either disappeared from so many places or is in the process.
Here is what I did not find!
No monster houses, no brick walls, iron railings, electric gates or stone courtyards, silent and dark sentinels to a foreboding lack of humanity.
There were no construction sites and all the chaos and aggravation that these bring to a once lovely neighborhood, no ugly areas of old construction materials and large trucks bringing new ones, no crashing and banging at all hours.
There was no hell that so many Richmond citizens have come to dread when houses are sold and the wrecking ball comes to do its ominous work.
My short walk around Myron Court took me back to some of the wonderful neighborhoods where I have lived in Richmond and all the warmth that Christmas lights and glowing trees brought back to me of happy times.
Hopefully, developers and real estate agents never discover this lovely area so the residents’ enjoyment can continue.
Alan Halliday
Richmond
