My great grandfather homesteaded this hill my mother is on at the turn of the 1900s. My father ( now passed) built the home my mother lives in 1968. She’s had excellent relations with all her neighbors. This guy & his wife & child move in four years ago and my mom extended a hand of friendship even sending birthday cards for their kid. The neighbor in question apparently had his wife & child leave about a year ago & she has divorced him.You,and I, have a much different thought process. Lived here for 18 years, bought the land, bulldozed the old house, and built a new place. Plan to grow old here, love this area, and my neighbors. We get together for community functions, and visit with each other. I raised my daughter here, and the neighbors would do anything for her. But we have enough respect for each other to not be shooting up each other's property. But if some psycho moved into the area, and started shooting stuff up, then it would not be long, before they met a bullet, of that I am sure. There are lots of old timers around, who are second or third generation to this area, and they have been very clear, they will defend themselves and their property with force. Personally I think that I live in one of the greatest places on earth! You go ahead and call 911, and wait a few hours for the police to show up though...
it was a bad situation with the police visiting on numerous occasions for domestic disturbance. Since the divorce there’s what I would describe as loud parties a couple times a month. So loud that mom who’s hard of hearing in both ears has been disturbed at late hours.
Actually everyone in the neighborhood had tried to befriend him only to be disrespected in the end. I could go on with the various ways he’s violated his neighbors trust & privacy. Everyone tries to leave him be in hopes he’ll keep to himself but to no avail. I erected a wall with a fence and others did the same.
He is the reason that after over 100 years in our family we’re selling the place. It’s a beautiful well built home that’s already in my name that I’d love to live in and pass onto my daughter. But he’s such a horrible person we had decided to sell before this latest issue. My wife & I live in a rural area on the Washington coast on a few acres. We all look out for each other out here.
I could never go back to having someone just a few feet away let alone a lunatic. How do folks cope with living in apartments with people above below & either side? I can’t even imagine.