To the editor:
I am writing on behalf of my mom, the “unofficial greeter” of Hamilton. My mom is Sally Parent, 82 years young, the woman who stands outside our house on Asbury Street and shouts “Aloha!” and “Ahoy there!” and waves to everyone passing by our house. Everyone seems to know her, and almost everyone passing by waves or says hello.
My mom loves to sit on her bench in the shade under her favorite tree and drink lemonade when the weather is nice.
Recently, my dad moved the bench out of the way so he could mow the lawn. He unfortunately placed the bench next to a couch that we had put out as trash the night before. Someone obviously thought the bench was free, and they helped themselves to it. We would really like the person who took it to bring it back. We understand how they thought it was free, but it wasn’t. They can, however, have the couch.