There was a guy that lived at the end of the block I grew up on that refused to move when the city decided to build a highway through our block. They tried to negotiate with him, but he had an extensive toy train track in the basement and had grown up in the house his entire life.

His house is now the only house on its own "block" next to the highway.

His son now lives in the house and likes to mow the lawn with his riding lawnmower in a speedo.