I'm sorry to report even more news of crime in my peaceful, quiet 'hood. Neighbors gathered in our backyard last night to talk about yesterday's meth lab drama, each family having some different piece of information to contribute. The main theme of the evening was how nobody knew it was going on; nobody suspected a meth lab was in operation just up the street. As we were chatting about the meth lab, some neighbors down the street walked up and gave us more news: this past Thursday, police raided a house just four doors down from us, and found a small field full of marijuana plants. Techinically, the pot house was four houses down from The Compound, but it's actually it's a bit farther than a standard four-houses-down distance due to it being below the miniature horse farm and store. But it was four houss from us nonetheless. And once again, as with the meth lab, we all were clueless.
One neighbor said they saw the police helicopter flying low over that area last week. We didn't think much of that, since they usually fly low over the Riverport area any way. But I guess the police copter wasn't flying low just to get a look at the donkeys. Another neighbor was an eye witness to the raid, and said she saw them haul away a few of the plants. Her daughter, who is not the sharpest crayon in the box, rolled her eyes and said "Mo-therrrr. Please. It was only a little bit; it's not like they had an acre planted or anything." Well that brilliant reasoning makes us all feel a whole lot better. A little or a lot; the last time I checked it was all still illegal.
I've thought a lot about woman that was shot to death last week, and the meth lab up the street and now the pot bust down the street. I'm far from a naive person. I'm usually as opposite of naive as you can get about most things. But this is something you just don't want to believe. Shootings and drug raids are things we see happening in other parts of the city; not on our street. As I think about this, I also think about two weeks ago, when the cities all over the country sponsored a "National Night Out", urging people to turn on their front porch lights, and gather outside with their neighbors and take back their city from the clutches of drugs and shootings. That night here in Louisville, there were three murders within a twelve hour period. So much for that.
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