Metal rusts. One only has to look at an iron structure not protected in some way. This story relates to a front gate which has been standing in front of a house for over one hundred years. In its time it has watched different people pass by, witnessed minor events and major events such as wars. It has seen a whole kaleidoscope of happiness and sadness, together with celebrations and reunions which make the world what it is. Unfortunately, it was now in trouble, attacked by rust and losing the wooden post to which it was attached. Would it be repaired? Would it survive or become scrap only to be melted down never to be a gate again?