It has been an adventure living in a 55+ park. We moved in here in June of 2017, and I love it. We went from a four-bedroom house to a two-bedroom manufacture home. When we were in the house it was a lot to take care of the yard was very big and the pond and fountain in the back were a lot of work. Our home now is so much easier to take care of.

Harold and I have made some very good friends in the park and have had quite a wonderful life here.  The amazing thing is we have some good stories to tell.

One is the lady across the street from us named Dee. We met her when we moved in. She was a widow with a little drinking problem.  Harold is always willing to help anyone, so when she asked him to work on her yard, he was very willing (because retirement bores him).  He did an amazing job on her yard. It was picture perfect when he was done. She wanted to pay him, but he refused. I heard a knock on the door one morning so when I opened it there was and envelope with a check for $1500 in it from her.

 Harold didn’t want to go to the bank with it, because of Covid so I ask her to change it with my name on it. She went crazy and instantly said we were trying to do something shady. I tried to explain to her that Harold didn’t want to go to her bank because of Covid, and we were just going to cash it and get a new sliding door with it for our in-closed patio.   She started saying that she was going to call her attorney and turn us in. That should have been a clue that she was losing it. Finally, I took the check back and put it on her porch, since she wouldn’t answer her door.  The next morning there was another check with my name on it at the door. It was very early, so she must have done it the night before.  I called her and she said she was sorry for accusing us of doing something weird.

Harold continued to help her with her yard and odds and ends around the outside of her house.  She would never let us in her house. The other neighbor next to her said it was as disaster inside.  I really liked her; we would pray together on the phone and visit when she was outside.  She was a very sharp dresser, always neatly dressed and her personal grooming was very stylish.  She always had her hair up and, a hat on, depending on what she was doing.

One day she called me and told me her best friend had gone to California to visit her daughter and had hung herself at her daughter’s home in the closet. She was devastated and crying.  It was very hard on her since her friend, and she would travel all over together. 

She started calling me and asking for me to pray for some man that needed money and prayer because of his health.  She said she was sending him money to pay his medical bill. He didn’t live in Oregon, and she never told me his whole name or where he lived. She also told me she was sending her daughter money.  I never met Debbi since she lived in Florida on a dry-docked boat that Dee said was falling apart. Debbi had been out once to see her mom, but I never met her.

It has been an adventure living in a 55+ park. We moved in here in June of 2017, and I love it. We went from a four-bedroom house to a two-bedroom manufacture home. When we were in the house it was a lot to take care of the yard was very big and the pond and fountain in the back were a lot of work. Our home now is so much easier to take care of.

Harold and I have made some very good friends in the park and have had quite a wonderful life here.  The amazing thing is we have some good stories to tell.

One is the lady across the street from us named Dee. We met her when we moved in. She was a widow with a little drinking problem.  Harold is always willing to help anyone, so when she asked him to work on her yard, he was very willing (because retirement bores him).  He did an amazing job on her yard. It was picture perfect when he was done. She wanted to pay him, but he refused. I heard a knock on the door one morning so when I opened it there was and envelope with a check in it from her.

 Harold didn’t want to go to the bank with it, because of Covid so I ask her to change it with my name on it. She went crazy and instantly said we were trying to do something shady. I tried to explain to her that Harold didn’t want to go to her bank because of Covid, and we were just going to cash it and get a new sliding door with it for our in-closed patio.   She started saying that she was going to call her attorney and turn us in. That should have been a clue that she was losing it. Finally, I took the check back and put it on her porch, since she wouldn’t answer her door.  The next morning there was another check with my name on it at the door. It was very early, so she must have done it the night before.  I called her and she said she was sorry for accusing us of doing something weird.

Harold continued to help her with her yard and odds and ends around the outside of her house.  She would never let us in her house. The other neighbor next to her said it was as disaster inside.  I really liked her; we would pray together on the phone and visit when she was outside.  She was a very sharp dresser, always neatly dressed and her personal grooming was very stylish.  She always had her hair up and, a hat on, depending on what she was doing.

One day she called me and told me her best friend had gone to Florida to visit her daughter and had hung herself at her daughter’s home in the closet. She was devastated and crying.  It was very hard on her since her friend, and she would travel all over together. 

She started calling me and asking for me to pray for some man that needed money and prayer because of his health.  She said she was sending him money to pay his medical bill. He didn’t live in Oregon, and she never told me his whole name or where he lived. She also told me she was sending her daughter money. Her name is Lilly.  I never met Lilly since she lived in California on a dry-docked boat that Dee said was falling apart. 

 

Then Dee’s neighbor didn’t want her to cut down the arborvitae between her house and his. He is a very private person. So, she proceeded to cut her side down to 4 feet. Which looks horrible and left his side up.  I think this was when she started to go downhill.

One day her neighbor on the other side, who she was good friends with, called me and ask if I had heard from Dee, they hadn’t heard from her for three days. I had not seen Dee either.  The meals on wheels driver tried to deliver her meals and she wouldn’t answer her door. He tried to take her screen off and open her window but didn’t get it done so he left her food with LeeAnn her neighbor.

Then LeeAnn and I went over to see if we could get her to open her door to no avail.   I remember it was on a Thursday because I was doing my infusion (which means I have three needles in my leg and hooked up to a pump). Suddenly the doorbell rings and when I got up to answer it, I had to carry my pump and all with me.  There were three policemen at the door with their hands on their gun.  They wanted to know if I lived here. Dee had called the police and told them that I had moved, and a squatter had taken over the house. They said that Dee had told them that I was holding her attorney in my bedroom and his name was Harold, and I was trying to kill her. I said do I look like I am a killer. 

I went and got Harold in hopes that he could go with the police and calm her down. That did not work at all. By this time, she was running around on her porch in her nightgown and her hair was flying all over the place and she was screaming like a banshee at the police to get the _____ off her property. 

When I went over to talk to her, I took LeeAnn with me.  We didn't even get to her door, and she came out yelling for us to go back to jail where we belonged. She was still in her nightgown and her hair was flying all over.  It was so sad. 

Later that day Harold and I was working in the front yard, and she yelled at me that she was going to kill me. I called the police because I was not sure what she was capable of. When they came, they went over to talk to her, but she just yelled for them to get off her property. They couldn't do anything because I didn't want to press charges. 

She would sit out on her porch with a big butcher knife and yell at everyone. She would steal my amazon packages and call me all hours of the night. I would answer the phone, but she wouldn't say anything. Then it got to where she started calling me at work. I called the police to do a well check on her since I wasn't sure if she was okay. I ask for the officer to call me and let me know if she was okay.  When he called me back, he said he gotten nowhere with her. In fact, she had told the officer that he really wasn't a police officer but that he was building a Frankenstein and he was just trying to decapitate her for her head to put on his creation, so she ran him off. He said she called the police on a regular basis and there was nothing they could do for her. 

I called Linda in the office and ask what could be done about it and she told me she was three months behind on her rent and they were going to evict her. from the park.  I told her that she wasn't in her right mind, and they couldn't do that.  She had nowhere to go and no one to help her. Linda told me to put that in writing and she would see what she could do with the main office. She said to have LeeAnn write a letter too.  

I kept seeing her friend Larry and his wife go over there so I finally got hold of them and they were doing their best to help her.   She was terrorizing the neighborhood.  She went over and told LeeAnn that she wanted her cigarettes back. She told her she didn't have her cigarettes and Dee insisted she did.  She went over multiple time saying that the police had given her cigarettes to LeeAnn.  Screaming I want my cigarettes back now. 

Dee continued this path for weeks. She came over and wanted her talking devise that I had taken it and she wanted it back. My daughter Jill was over to see me, and she started to yell that she wanted the box of food and that it didn't give it back she was going to hurt me. I just laughed at her by now I was getting use to her antics. Jill thought she was kind of crazy.