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    Next to our home was a small wooden house. It was vacant, window broken, doors open for many years.We even asked Mayor Greco to “tear it down!” Everyday it received more code violations. Finally the house was sold on the courthouse steps. The neighborhood was so excited. Finally, they would tear it down & build a new house. WRONG!!!  The new owner wanted to rebuild it. In February moved in an old man named Ed with his guns & his crazy drugged out white trash maybe son(??) Jimmy. They moved in with a dozen chickens and roosters. They soon started repairs without any permits & no windows. Code & city building permit staff started to come out eveyday. By the second week Jimmy & Ed thought it was us calling. It was not, there is an active neighborhood crime watch that were calling daily and the city already had sights on this questionable duo. Jimmy put a noose around a large stuff toy in an old car tire & hung it on the front porch with a handmade scribbled sign that read, “DIE FAGGOTS DIE”.

    Lucky for us we have a 6′ wood fence around our property. Our other neighbors were not so lucky and were faced with daily confrontations from Jimmy. This went on for 10 months. Code violations, building inspectors and roosters crowing at 5am!  Then 4am one night we were thrown out of our bed by a super vibracious & loud explosion. We both jumped up & then again hit the floors. For the 1st time we called the police. The police came out and after checking it out told us to not go anywhere close to them. The police were kicked off the property!  “They were really crazy!”

    Then New Year’s Eve night, we spent the night at the Suncoast Resort in St. Pete. When we came home the next day there were fire trucks in the front yard. The house next doors had caught fire & burned thru the roof and half the back of the house outer walls. Ed came over & told us Jimmy had set the house on fire (making meth) and he had kicked him out. Great now they were going to tear the house down. WRONG!!!

     Ed pulled in a travel trailer to live in. The house was condemned and scheduled for demolition. That didn’t stop ED, he put a new soso roof over the burned one. Over the next 10 months Jimmy came back, the police & code enforcement were there many times every week. One day Jimmy was out of control screaming ” F**k this & F**k that” in the backyard. The police were called again. Mark was watching all this thru the blinds out the windows.

    As the officers entered the side gate in front of Mark lurking, Jimmy’s mean pitbull dogs charged the officer and the officer shot his gun POP! POP! POP! killing one of the dogs. Jimmy then attacked the officers. We again called the police, “Shots fired & officer needs help, NOW!” You couldn’t count the police cars that came within minutes. They took Jimmy away!

    About 2 months later I thought I saw something fall off the roof. I heard moaning and looked over the fence. There was old man Ed rolling in the dirt completely naked! For the second time ever we called the police. When the paramedics arrived Ed told them that his chickens had attacked him and picked away all his clothes. Then the chickens chased him up on the roof. They then took Ed away. Then we called the code violation department. They were excited that Ed was not there & knocked the house down the very next day.

    The following week Ed was knocking at our door. He actually said, “Somebody stoled my house! Was it you?” Then he went on to say that everybody here was” F**k’n nuts” and he was going to take his trailer and move to Colorado where all the people are normal. That was the last we ever saw of Ed & Jimmy. Today there are two beautiful town homes on the lot. You just can not make this stuff up!