Tuesday, July 14, 2009

I Always Knew I'd Be a Good Detective! Thanks, Nancy Drew!

Okay. So I worked up the courage and called the number on the classified ad I posted about.

Here's the scoop...I called and all I had to do was ask where the cemetery was...

I got a very sweet elderly lady on the phone. Her husband and oldest son are buried in the cemetery. It's little country cemetery near one of the poorest little towns in our area. Evidently the church AND the cemetery were bought by a "crazy man" who intimidates the relatives who try to visit the people buried there and tells them to get off his property. She said one person she talked to said that he was carrying a gun. She's trying to get enough people together to have a meeting and go to the commissioner and see if the county will investigate and take the property back and keep it up. I guess this guy doesn't do any mowing or upkeep around the graves. She was really upset. But at least she had already heard from some others who were upset, too. I wished her success and told her that if I ran across anyone from that town I would spread the word. She thanked me and said, "God bless you, Honey." I told her God bless back.

Now...who wants to hunt down a crazy man who scares little old ladies for no good reason? That just ain't right.

11 comments:

Wendy said...

I'm so proud of you! And so angry at crazy man. Someone needs a severe beating.

Helen said...

Well...how sad for the mourners..And the crazy guy. It's not easy being crazy, you know...

Steph @Red Clay Diaries said...

Ooooh! Let's do it! It could be a Smarty Pants Service Project!

Nick the Geek said...

Sounds like fun. Lets get a bunch of wild monkeys and arm them with firecrackers with too much magnesium and t-shirt cannons. We'll fix him right quick.

Speaking of monkeys, my son was looking over my shoulder while I was reading and he thought the anti-monkey butt powder was apple juice. When I told him it wasn't he said the monkey had an apple on his butt. The only problem is my son has a speech problem and it sounded like he said something very different about the monkey's butt, which would be accurate but not something you want your 5 year old saying.

Beth said...

Maybe if I keep driving around the cemetery in my smartypants and tote my husband's pellet gun. That'll show him!

But seriously, I would not want to be in this town after dark. THAT would be crazy.

Wendy said...

Nick the Geek - I like your son. :o)

jasonS said...

Phew- I can sleep easier tonight with at least one mystery solved.

Nick the Geek said...

jenkies, it was the crazy old owner of the cemetery all along.

Nick the Geek said...

also, if anyone missed it David Crowder Band commented on my blog today. This is pretty huge for me.

Annie K said...

I pity the wretched old man should FOTTSP show up in 'his' cemetary...

Marni said...

Let's do dis thang! I don't like crazy people either. Especially ones who scare sweet, little old ladies. I have a deer rifle, a shot gun and a crossbow to add to Beth's arsenal (they aren't mine, they're the hubs, but he won't know I took them since it isn't hunting season yet)

And Nick, you crack me up. That eases the sting of jealousy that David Crowder has not once commented on my blog...