It wasn't that warm an October afternoon, so I was pushing it a little bit last week by sitting at a sidewalk table with a cup of soup at Urban Olive and Vine. I'd parked nearby on Second Street, plugging the meter with a couple quarters.
Not long after I settled down into a sunny spot, a woman in a dark coat approached.
"Is that your van?"
No, I said and soon realized she was about to write a parking ticket.
Another woman walked up to the van. "Oh, is this you?" said the parking enforcer. "Good timing!"
Needless to say, the van's owner felt likewise.
Hudson's coffers might be slightly less full because of this humane approach to parking enforcement. But at least two people came away thinking only good thoughts about downtown Hudson.
Have you gotten a parking ticket downtown—or gotten out of one? Leave a comment below.