My family has an enemy. Not my cute little family that my wonderful husband and I have created but my side of the family. Maybe that is being too bold. I guess it is mostly my dad that this person doesn't like and goes after but it is sort of my mom and Evelyn and Roberta too. I think it ends up affecting all of us kids too in a way.
I am bias of my dad and think he is a wonderful, fantastic, great guy. He has a huge heart and tries to help people out when ever he can. He is what I call a "greater good" and "ask for repentance rather than permission" kind of guy. He may bend a few rules or not go by the book completely but what he does is for the greater good. Which has escalated everything to the point it is, and being one who doesn't take kindly to bulling or the like has declared game on.
What has happened is that in the process of moving "the cottage" over to Evelyn and Roberta's and my parents living there. They have completely and totally upset a man that owns property neighboring Evelyn and Roberta. My dad may not have jumped through all of the hoops required by the city to have where they live there, but all the people that were really affected by it were consenting.
This man has taken it upon himself to try and make my parents leave. He has contacted the city and what ever utilities he can and done what ever he could to get people after my dad and complain about them living there. He has really come to the end of his rope or a dead end. Dad has smoothed out and worked with whom ever has been called on him to make things okay with every one.
It seems that this is upsetting to this person. He isn't getting his way. So just to stir the pot tonight he called the fire department on us. I say us here because my kids and I were at my parents as well as my brothers and their families. Dad has a metal barrel cut in half that he burns trash wood in and sometimes we end up having a hot dog roast. Which is what happened tonight at the request of one of the grand kids. We had already roasted our hot dogs and were visiting when the local fire department crew came to visit because our fire had been called in by this man.
There is more detail to this but I am afraid no one will care and I don't have it in me to delve in to it. The just of this is I just don't understand this kind of hatred. I don't know anyone that I dislike enough to plot against and seemingly do what ever I could to make life more difficult for them, not even my ex- brother-in-law. In fact I think I pity both those men. I guess I am not concerned with other people enough.
My parents are ultimately just trying to help Evelyn and Roberta live out their lives at home in as much peace and comfort as possible. They do use a public right of way lane to get to the part of Evelyn and Roberta's lot that they park on, that this man also uses to get to his property. Other land owners use it too though and other than that they have no reason to see or do anything with this man. It's just senseless to me.
My dad won't be bullied so anyone is welcome to a hot dog or marshmallow roast any time, they may be occurring nightly. Game on.
Any one else have an enemy disrupting their life?
I am bias of my dad and think he is a wonderful, fantastic, great guy. He has a huge heart and tries to help people out when ever he can. He is what I call a "greater good" and "ask for repentance rather than permission" kind of guy. He may bend a few rules or not go by the book completely but what he does is for the greater good. Which has escalated everything to the point it is, and being one who doesn't take kindly to bulling or the like has declared game on.
What has happened is that in the process of moving "the cottage" over to Evelyn and Roberta's and my parents living there. They have completely and totally upset a man that owns property neighboring Evelyn and Roberta. My dad may not have jumped through all of the hoops required by the city to have where they live there, but all the people that were really affected by it were consenting.
This man has taken it upon himself to try and make my parents leave. He has contacted the city and what ever utilities he can and done what ever he could to get people after my dad and complain about them living there. He has really come to the end of his rope or a dead end. Dad has smoothed out and worked with whom ever has been called on him to make things okay with every one.
It seems that this is upsetting to this person. He isn't getting his way. So just to stir the pot tonight he called the fire department on us. I say us here because my kids and I were at my parents as well as my brothers and their families. Dad has a metal barrel cut in half that he burns trash wood in and sometimes we end up having a hot dog roast. Which is what happened tonight at the request of one of the grand kids. We had already roasted our hot dogs and were visiting when the local fire department crew came to visit because our fire had been called in by this man.
There is more detail to this but I am afraid no one will care and I don't have it in me to delve in to it. The just of this is I just don't understand this kind of hatred. I don't know anyone that I dislike enough to plot against and seemingly do what ever I could to make life more difficult for them, not even my ex- brother-in-law. In fact I think I pity both those men. I guess I am not concerned with other people enough.
My parents are ultimately just trying to help Evelyn and Roberta live out their lives at home in as much peace and comfort as possible. They do use a public right of way lane to get to the part of Evelyn and Roberta's lot that they park on, that this man also uses to get to his property. Other land owners use it too though and other than that they have no reason to see or do anything with this man. It's just senseless to me.
My dad won't be bullied so anyone is welcome to a hot dog or marshmallow roast any time, they may be occurring nightly. Game on.
Any one else have an enemy disrupting their life?
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So sad, to hear this. I just love your family!
I hope everything works out!