My mom just got out of the hospital, again, after a three week stay. I must say my mom is the strongest person I know. Just in the past four years, she has had a kidney removed, has been on dialysis three times per week, has had her rectum stitched back into her body, several bouts of pneumonia, a bit of depression, and a staff infection which invaded a heart valve, her hip and lower back. That's a lot of sh^! for a person to go through, and my mom still manages to be a warm and funny lady. Oh...Love Her!
Work has been a bear. Very busy with inspections, and other stuff that saps my energy. However, one day this past week as I filed a letter that a resident wrote to complain about one of his neighbors, I came across a letter that he wrote in May of 1980. It made me laugh, and I felt a bit normal if only for a minute, and it felt good.
May 13, 1980
Dear Ms. Blume,
I hope this letter finds you in good health and I want to say that my wife Sarah and I appreciate all that you do to make us comfortable here at XYZ Apartment Community. However, my wife and I are in great distress over all of the children who live here. There are too many people who live here who have children, and we would find it much more comfortable to live here if you would evict the neighbors who live upstairs from us.
The little bastard who lives upstairs, I think his name is Johnny, and I think he is about 13 years old, is too unruly and vulgar. His mother has no control over him and he does whatever the hell he wants. Just yesterday evening while my lovely wife Sarah was out on the balcony watering her beautiful flowers Johnny and two other boys, one was a chink and the other was either black or Mexican were in the courtyard making too much noise as they ran around and played and laughed right under our balcony. My lovely wife Sarah scolded them and told them to shut up. The response Sarah got sent her to bed with a migraine. Do you want to know what those hellions did to my Sarah? After Sarah told them to shut the hell up, all three of them turned their backs on her, dropped their pants, grabbed their arses and shook it at her and then yelled, "Kiss it bitch."
My poor Sarah is ill and in bed due to the unruly behavior of our neighbors' son and his little friends.
When we first moved to XYZ Apartment Community in 1974, children were not allowed to live here, and then it changed after for a few years when a new manager came in, the one before you. That manager, I think her name was Ms. Patterson, changed all of the old policies and allowed people with children to move in, and she let all other sorts move in too. Sarah and I make one simple request, we are good renters, we pay our rent on time and we don't give you any trouble so we don't see why there should be a problem with meeting it. Can you please reinstate the no-children allowed policy of yesteryear and evict the neighbors who live upstairs from us? Sarah and I would be ever so grateful.
Some adults are ignorant, but kids are always funny! Personally, I hear music when a child laughs while at play.