Just had a nice chat with my neighbor. He's a 92 year old English gentleman. I saw he'd had brush out on the curb, and I think on his side of the street, that's a no-no. Saw a truck that was marked as a city parks department ranger pull up alongside the brushpile, and linger there. I was about to go up and knock on his window and ask if he was about to write a ticket or something, but then the truck pulled away. So I went up to John's house and knocked on the door, and explained what I'd seen, and told him I'd hate to see him get a ticket, and I offered to take his brush (we have curbside pickup on my side of the street, and also city garbage pickup, the other side is all private contracting so they don't have city service). He gratefully and gracefully accepted the offer, I told him I was just being a good neighbor, and he said "Oh, I know all about volunteering" and then told me about how he volunteered for civil defense/ambulance service at age TEN. He told me stories about riding his bicycle wearing a tin helmet with rockets falling on the city. It sounds like he served well beyond those tender years, as well. He said he had a piece of a german rocket that he'd grabbed back then, with the gyroscope still intact. I told him I'd be happy to help with anything that comes up that he needs a hand with, and he said he's going to have more brush soon. so that's cool-I've GOT to get my sons over at some time to hear this guy's stories.