One of our code enforcement officers is a real class act. Dave retired as a police detective from an adjacent town, where he had an excellent reputation. Friends of mine in the building trades speak highly of his present work. He has a reputational for being fair, reasonable, and approachable.
I don’t know Dave real well, if I’m in the town hall, I will often stop by his office to say hello and sometimes swap Coast Guard stories where we both served.
I was overseas and called home. My wife told me how she was having trouble with a difficult neighbor, Tony. He’s always been a source of drama. This particular problem was that Tony was piling garbage right on the property line and claiming he was composting. The land slopes on to our property, plus this mess was sometimes attractive to our dogs. I told my wife to call the code enforcement office and tell Dave what was going on which she did.
A few days later, the wife was down looking at the “compost”, which was right by the road. Tony came out of house and while a discussion was evolving a car pulled up and a gentleman got out and walked over. Tony brought the stranger into the conversation explaining how ridiculous this woman was giving him a hard time about his composting. The man heard Tony out, then took a pencil out of his pocket, reached into the compost and lifted a piece of trash. He told Tony that the lady was absolutely right, much of the material was inappropriate for composting, and furthermore, this was not the proper location for it. My wife had no idea who this man was until he identified himself, Dave, the code enforcement officer. He went on to tell Tony that his composting operation needed to be moved to a more appropriate location with proper material, if he heard any more complaints he would be issuing a citation.
Needless to say, Dave is my wife’s hero.
Thanks, Kevin G
I don’t know Dave real well, if I’m in the town hall, I will often stop by his office to say hello and sometimes swap Coast Guard stories where we both served.
I was overseas and called home. My wife told me how she was having trouble with a difficult neighbor, Tony. He’s always been a source of drama. This particular problem was that Tony was piling garbage right on the property line and claiming he was composting. The land slopes on to our property, plus this mess was sometimes attractive to our dogs. I told my wife to call the code enforcement office and tell Dave what was going on which she did.
A few days later, the wife was down looking at the “compost”, which was right by the road. Tony came out of house and while a discussion was evolving a car pulled up and a gentleman got out and walked over. Tony brought the stranger into the conversation explaining how ridiculous this woman was giving him a hard time about his composting. The man heard Tony out, then took a pencil out of his pocket, reached into the compost and lifted a piece of trash. He told Tony that the lady was absolutely right, much of the material was inappropriate for composting, and furthermore, this was not the proper location for it. My wife had no idea who this man was until he identified himself, Dave, the code enforcement officer. He went on to tell Tony that his composting operation needed to be moved to a more appropriate location with proper material, if he heard any more complaints he would be issuing a citation.
Needless to say, Dave is my wife’s hero.
Thanks, Kevin G