About ten years ago, we moved our South Carolina office from the town of Easley, to downtown Greenville. Now, it literally sits next to the Greenville County Courthouse.
Because a lot of traffic drives right by there and on to Route 395, I decided that I wanted to put a large sign right there in front yard of the office. I know, it’s hard to believe that I would want a large sign there!
Soon, I learned that we would need a permit for the sign. Downtown Greenville has gone through a very impressive facelift and everything, including signs, has to comply with a specific sign code, and be approved by City Council. So far, no surprise there.
Dennis Lanier called a sign company and met with them to discuss the designs. Then, a plan was submitted and we heard that the application was going for approval. Soon, we received a call that the sign had been denied. What to do, what to do?
We called our real estate leasing agent and met at the front of the building, and described our problem. We want a sign but can’t get it approved. He gave us another company to call. The owner of that company was married to someone on city council.
I cannot say what made the difference. BUT, the plans were submitted; the sign was approved; and we had our new shiny sign installed in a few weeks. Which brings us to that same office space today:
A car ran into the retaining wall right outside of the office. That is what I look at when I am sitting in my office chair; and, it is directly acrosss the street from the Greenville County Courthouse. It has been like that since a Progressive Insured ran into the wall.
Progessive has told the landlord that they will pay to fill in the bricks. They will not replace the wall; and, unfortunately, the bricks do not match.
It’s not my fight except that the wall is getting worse. I guess at some point, Progressive will have to do more than a few bricks because the wall will come tumbling down.
Meanwhile in the regulation department, no one has called from the Courthouse or the “government” to complain about that wall directly staring them in the face. Well, I take that back. Today, someone did call the landlord and wanted to know “what was going on?”.
The moral of the story is that advertising signs must not take away from the beauty of the city. Crumbling walls; well, perhaps they remind us of history and isn’t that what restoration is all about?
And for pic o’ day, I went with a sign in the window of a dentist… isn’t that the truth!