When my wife and I moved onto a street in Salt Lake's Marmalade District, it was a quiet neighborhood. Soon a pub opened in an attractive building that was impressively remodeled.
This pub provides music with a sub-woofer the size of a small couch. Its bass rhythm actually rattled our windows and kept us up until 2 a.m. We tried working with the manager for more than a year, with little success. Even after asking the police for help, the noise was constant.
Add to that the traffic, empty beer cans and trash strewn all over the neighborhood and noisy drunks walking down the street late at night.
We sold our house at a loss to get away from the noise and mess. We now live in a quiet neighborhood without a pub.
It is ridiculous for Greg Arata to compare opposition to neighborhood pubs to "the same arguments used in the 1950s and '60s when African Americans moved into white neighborhoods" ("Oh, no! Pubs!" Forum, Aug. 2).
If you like your peace and quiet, neighborhood pubs are really a bad idea. I can have a beer at home with neighbors.
Salt Lake City