#122… I got the Mayor’s copy, says the Chief of Police???

I am going to try and tell a little short story, a true story that happened in that little town in Arkansas and I kid you not… Homer loves telling this story and he will fill in the parts I don’t remember so lets see if I can tell you a story about the Mayor, Chief of Police and City manager getting a letter from Maggi!!!!

My rocker brat & me…

Back about 16 years ago, 2 tornadoes went right through the middle of town… I would mention the town, but, incognito ok… The damage done was extensive and the tornadoes took out a swath down one end of town through to the other end, tearing up buildings and killing people as it went… Our renters were in our in ground shelter when this happened, we were in New Mexico…

We load up the 5th wheel and get on the road to Arkansas and park at our house, eventually evict the tenants for violating the agreement and have someone come out and give us damage assessment for the roof and exterior… Hail damage and wind damage was real bad and our old 100+ year old farm house… was held together with duct tape and everything else and it stood… But not the roof or the fence…

We owned over a half acre in town and the property was fully fenced and it was leaning…

I go and ask neighbor if they would please remove their property from the fence so we can repair it and yea, my heart is pounding because from this point on… It went off the rails, because unknown to me, my neighbor was bi-polar… and oh boy did she not understand logic or words or laws or rationality… No she went ballistic and called the cops on me, about my fence and her property and this is where it gets fun…

I looked up the laws for the state and I looked at when the houses were built and I tracked down the original owner and I verified my findings with a lawyer that asked me this question, “why are you here, you just quoted the law to me”… so said lawyer… I did this all before I talked to the neighbor, know your rights or don’t bother with the fight…

Well within a couple minutes of me asking her to get her junk off my fence, because we were liable if they got hurt and a cop comes storming up to my front door and yea, sit back, grab a chair, because Homer and I had fun with this stupid kid…

He threatens both of us and says if we touch “our” fence we are going to jail!!!

Now this is maga territory before maga became a word… Told ya, I been living maga since I worked at protocol… sorry I digress…

So I ask questions of the boy and Homer asks questions of the boy and he leaves… and I look at Homer and he goes, I know that look, and yep… straight for the PC to start typing I went…

It took me 24 hours to calm down and do a half decent letter and I wish I had a copy of that letter but, I had Homer take a copy to the Mayor who was in emergency shelter after our tornadoes, Chief he couldn’t find and they didn’t have a city manager… So Homer comes home…

Well within a half hour of Homer getting home, here pulling into our driveway, no other than the Chief of Police and I step outside and Homer right behind me and Homer chimes up, I tried to find you to give you this copy and the Chief stops him and says…”I have the Mayor’s copy”… (you have no idea how good I am at making people shit their panties and that’s Generals on down… I am that good & done it to a CEO, CFO and Bank president oh and a acting VA Director)!!! yea smiles….

So as we stand their on the front porch the Chief starts apologizing and essentially begging me not to sue his town for what his dumb boy cop did…. Same town the estate is in and if they think an estate judge is going to get a rise oh geez do I feel for stupid!!!! and yes I am laughing….!!

I let the Chief go on for a good 5 minutes before I let him off the hook…

To threaten a veteran who has a veterans loan on their property and you gonna tell me I can’t touch….

Yea… they remember me still and will remember me even more after this estate mess!!!

I remember…

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About Me

I am Maggi, given that name on Okinawa during the Vietnam war by a group of Marines in transit at Naha AFB… At 17 years old I didn’t know I was missing memory… I had lost the first 17 years of life and was about to embark on a journey of intrigue, murder, rape, military coverup and live a life, most only dream about… Will I ever remember my youth or will I always walk in shadow not knowing who I was…

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