One thing I learned from farm people: “Close the gate.” I’d pull up to my sister-in-law’s road gate in wide-open Oklahoma, and my wife would jump out of the truck, fiddle with the chain wrapped around the post and secured by a link wedged into a steel slot. She’d swing the ten-foot span of steel tubing inward until it dragged in the grass beside the drive. I’d pull forward just far enough for the truck to idle clear when she closed the gate behind us. Then she’d wedge a chain link back into the steel slot.
A Beginner’s Guide to Coming and Going
