A quiet street in a Northeast suburb, houses from the fifties and sixties, one big maple at the end. Nothing much happens on Huckleberry Lane, and every bit of it gets reported. The residents are odd, the feuds are old, the history is disputed by everyone who was there and several who weren't, and a typed newsletter from a neighbor nobody has met lands in every mailbox before dawn. Lighthearted neighborhood comedy. No villains, no danger, no plot thicker than a deck that falls down.