Pleasantville is small enough that you can drive Main Street end to end while a song finishes, and small enough that people would rather call a name than a switchboard. Chris the Lawn Guy is that call — mowing, trimming and edging through the warm months, then out with a plow and a shovel when the shore takes a storm that actually sticks. Summer here means keeping ahead of grass that grows fast in the humid air coming off the water. Winter means somebody's car gets out of the driveway on time. Neither is complicated; both come down to showing up, which is the part that is easy to say and harder to do every single week.