Late last year, I attended an community meeting where the neighborhood association president and long time Charlotte resident, asked me to take a look at a letter she received. From the face of the envelope, I could tell the letter was a City zoning notice. She handed the wrinkled, weathered and torn open envelope to me. I unfolded the letter inside. Near the top of the page, there was a small map with her street name and a few symbols, underneath was a short paragraph with one or two sentences on the types of land uses allowed in the area. She asked me what it all meant.