Neighbors Made Me Put up a Fence to Hide an ‘Ugly’ Car in My Yard – A Week Later, They Begged Me to Remove It
My dad’s old ’67 Chevy Impala was more than just a rusty heap to me, but my neighbors didn’t quite look at it the same way. What started as a battle over an “eyesore” turned into something none of us expected. It changed our quiet suburban street in ways we could never have foreseen. I inherited an old, beat-up ’67 Chevy Impala from my dad. To most people, it was just a rusty car, but to me, it was a memory of my father and a project I planned to restore. The car sat in my yard because my garage was full of tools and parts.I knew it looked bad, but I’d been trying to save up and find time to work on it.