Fixed the squeaky gate at 311 after three years of walking past it

Carried a little oil can of WD-40 on my walk this morning, same route I did for twenty years. The gate at 311 squeaked every single delivery and I never once thought to do anything about it — felt like part of the route, like the pothole on Maple. Three seconds of spray and it's silent now. Kind of ashamed it took retirement to make me useful.