Both sides of the parking street

THANK YOU, Joe Robinson, for your extremely relevant and perceptive “When Parking Gets Personal,” March 20, on the quandary of community social relations and the volume of cars in most of Los Angeles. I have, thus far, not been too bedeviled by this, but my dear mother who lives close by has indeed. It is a constant concern of hers.

Her immediate neighbor, who is a very decent woman otherwise, turned her garage into a bedroom, I believe, and her cars et al. are always outside at my mother’s curb. Finally I wrote a very diplomatic letter to the neighbor and she did move the most offending vehicle. But it’s a losing proposition in that area of Rancho Park, and we have given up and are learning to live with the influx of vehicles large and small. There are far worse problems in this world!

Elaine Livesey-Fassel

Cheviot Hills

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As a contributor to urban blight, I also park in front of my house. You see, our West L.A. house was built in 1937 and has a 1937 garage, a 1937 driveway and a 1937 gate leading to it. All were measured and built for something like a 1937 Ford. Suggestions as to how to get our 1994 GM-built sedan off the street would be welcome. Meanwhile, I’m proudly doing at least some good by not having an SUV.

Merrill E. Sarty

Los Angeles

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You know, sometimes I think Americans are by and large, selfish, egotistical, materialistic, private-property obsessed fools. Then I read this article and I’m sure of it.

David Silva-Espinoza

Los Angeles