Baker's Junction: Battling 'communism,' Bloomington zoning
Every morning when Beverly Deckard looked out her kitchen window, she was greeted with two signs of affection from her neighbors across the street. The first, a giant middle finger fashioned out of rusted sheet metal. The second, a huge billboard with the endearing love note: "Kiss my ass you commey-planning zoning. We have the right zoning and permits. I am not closing or moving, you commey-bastard neighbors can move."

