I read with humor the letters about the toilets around Potsdam. Whether you like them or you don't, I can assure you every last one of you have something a neighbor doesn't like about your house and …
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I read with humor the letters about the toilets around Potsdam. Whether you like them or you don't, I can assure you every last one of you have something a neighbor doesn't like about your house and I wonder how you would like to read your name in this column along with comments about your weedy garden, poorly pruned hedges, or hideous color of paint you have chosen? Not so well I am betting as it is about you and the choices you make. To Mr. Robar, thank you for the smiles I get when I see them and the laughter when I find another plot done up! Perhaps you might consider a contest. Have people send in poems for Burma Shave type signs and the winners get their names on their poem. Hang toilet seats on posts so as not to block the view of your gardens and in the hole, put whatever, on the lid do your poems like “These toilets are. To make you grin. But can't be used. For sitting in!” On the last lid put the name...Potty Park #1 and under it the name of the winning poet. Perhaps a little added class might soothe those tired souls!