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|    Bob La Londe to Gerry    |
|    Re: Moving a 40ft High Cube    |
|    05 May 25 12:41:37    |
      From: none@none.com99              On 5/4/2025 8:38 PM, Gerry wrote:       >> One of these neighbors runs a home repair/construction business . I       >> told him I wanted to hire him to do this job , next thing I know he's       >> telling me he's organizing the neighbors to come help , for free . It       >> seem charging only for parts when I fix stuff they broke has earned me       >> some karma . Balance is everything . Having a machine shop can shift the       >> point of balance ...              > Which proves my father right in that "neighbour are wat you make       > them!"              I'm happy to have neighbors that for the most part leave me alone. In       my last house we had the neighborhood busy body introduce herself on day       one and tried to brow beat us into believing that everybody in the       neighborhood spilled their deepest secrets to her. No shit. A couple       houses down lived one of my direct business competitors, and across the       street was a neighborhood comings and goings house with "mom" (not mine       LOL) and a ragged assortment of young adults who came and went, and       always somebody who turned his car alarm sensitivity up so that it went       off if a cat walked on his car.              In my current house with neighbors spread out a little more I like       mostly being left alone, and I don't mind if neighbor asks for a hand       with something. For the first few years once a year the neighbor to my       north would have a very loud charity rock concert in their yard. My       house is pretty sound deadening. Normal fighter jet traffic over head       (We live about 1.5 miles off the end of one of the runways at MCAS Yuma)       doesn't bother us, but that concert would permeate every fiber of your       being in any room of the house. I told them as long as its just one       weekend a year to knock themselves out. Now the guy who hosted       religious revivals across the street every other week found out how much       amplification a communications contractor can bring to bear after I'd       asked him a couple times very nicely to turn his PA system down.       Several thousand watts of horns and speakers pointed directly at his       house with me singing dirty sea shanties into a microphone while they       were doing their thing got the point across in one try. Next day I       walked over and had a chat. I let him know I didn't mind the PA and if       he only did it once a year like the rockers, I'd be okay with it, but if       I can't escape from it inside my house every other week it was a       problem. Both of those neighbors have moved away. Now my block seems       to be a law enforcement enclave. Everybody leaves each other alone.       The rocker's property now houses a CHP, the house across the street       until recently housed a retired fed, and just down the way is a YCSO.       Also a BP just a little further. One guy keeps a helicopter at his       place, but he trailers it. I've never seen him launch from home. Being       so close to MCAS Yuma it might be an issue if he did anyway.              It would be nice to call on some help sometimes, but I don't. Of course       if there is a leak in the canal along the property line everybody along       the canal pitches in with shovels and concrete to get it fixed. It       sometimes happens when somebody is irrigating and doesn't get the right       gates open and closed at the right times. The water will back up and       jump the concrete. Cavitation washes out under the concrete, and       sometimes it breaks.              Couple kids jumped a berm on the alfalfa field to my south in their jeep       and high centered one day. They asked me for some help. I fired up       the tractor, and brought some shovels. I told them I'd only pull them       out if they agreed to reshape the berm before they left. After they       were gone I called a pro farmer buddy of mine to find out who owned the       field, and called him to let him know what happened and that he might       want to take a look before the next time he irrigated. Don't even       remember his name.              Like I said, for the most part they leave me alone and I leave them alone.                     --       Bob La Londe       CNC Molds N Stuff              --       This email has been checked for viruses by AVG antivirus software.       www.avg.com              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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