My parents filed an anti-harassment against a neighbor. The court (without looking at the evidence) threw it out because my other neighbors love this guy and related stories of memories that happened before they even moved to the area. My favorite from a neighbor who moved in when I was 18, was a memory of my neighbor allowing me and my siblings to play in his garage with his toys.
So, if someone is filing an anti-harassment... doesn't it seem reasonable to assume that they need it?
For Easter Spencer got me this stupid little nodding guy which I totally love and enjoy watching it on my desk.
I also got a bunch of honey.
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This is the letter I wrote in defense of your family, and seriously Brad is insane.
To Whom it May Concern,
I have known the Nelson family since I was about 3 years old. They moved into the neighborhood when I was barely old enough to have memories. Though I can't remember back to the first meeting, what I can say is this; I have been lucky enough to become a part of their family, and was welcomed with open arms into their house and any time of day or night and whenever I needed someplace to play, or escape to.
The entire Nelson family has been wonderful to my family over the years. Susanne was always willing to listen, and was like a second mother to both me, and my little sister. She promised my mother when my sister and I were too young to be taken out of daycare that she would become an adult contact so we would no longer have to attend daycare. It was the Nelson family that took both my sister and I on many of their family trips when we were young. Both my sister and I would squeeze into the back of their land rover and come with the rest of the family to the beach, or the pool, or on camping trips, or to craft stores. During the long summer vacations is was a welcome break to the day when Suzanne would come by and invite us on whatever day trips she had planned for her kids. Some of my fondest memories are of the inter tubing on her churches property, and going for hikes and swimming in the river. She welcomed us into her family and never once asked more than a please and thank you in return. It was through their family that I gained a second set of parents, an older brother and sister, a best friend, and a two younger sisters.
As I grew older and into my teen years and perhaps came over less frequently, Susanne always kept a watchful eye out for me. I could always knew if my parents were out for the evening that she might do a slow drive by of our house, or drop by unexpectedly just to make sure that I was alright and I hadn't accidentally burned the house down. In fact when I left for college, one of the things I enjoyed about coming home was knowing that all members of the Nelsons that might be down for a visit on the day that I was home would make visit with out family to catch up.
Perhaps a moment I could best use to describe why I love Susanne so much is something she did about a year ago. I had come home for Sunday dinner with my parents, and as I was walking in from my car, I turn around to see Susanne pulling up to the curb and rolling down her window. I didn't know what exactly she wanted and as I walked over, I heard her ask "Have you been getting enough vitamins lately Katie?" I replied I probably hadn't, and with that Susanne turned off the car walked to the trunk and pulled out a daily vitamin jar. She then handed them to me and said "You should take some of these, they are really good for you!", and with that she turned on the car and drove the rest of the way home. You see even though I am all grown up now, Susanne still tries to look out for me in her own way. I have never had another neighbor who has been so constantly kind hearted and loving as Susanne. She has raised her children in the same way, and they all have turned out to be wonderful people with good values. Anyone who could say anything different about Susanne and her family, must not know them at all. I have been lucky enough to have this family in my life, and I know it has made me a better person for it. I truly consider myself blessed for being a part of their lives.
Thank you,
Katie
Thanks Kaite,
That was really sweet to read after my bitter feelings about all this.
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