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Thursday, September 25, 2008

Watch your backs, punks


We came home from church last night to find this. Actually, we didn't see anything except the overturned planter and our mailbox in the middle of the road. The post was about 50 yards down the road and all scratched up from being drug. This is the 2nd time in 2 weeks that our mailbox has been destroyed. Apparently they chained it up and pulled it out of the ground. Too bad it didn't wack them in the back of their punkin little heads when it came up. They got the neighbor down past us too. We are the last 2 houses on the road, so I'm sure that's why they got us. Tony wants to know if it's okay to skip church to sit on the front porch with a shot gun.

We called the Sheriff's department. They took a report. The neighbor called and a deputy just came out and talked to us both. Not that I think it will do any good, but I am going to report it every time it happens. I want them to get sick of hearing from me. Maybe these kids are doing something worse and will go to jail or something.

We are pretty sure we know who did it. There is a family of punk kids that live in our neighborhood with their punk father. I attended a neighborhood meeting a while back and got to hear all about them. Apparently Dad thinks it's funny. One lady told about a time when these kids were riding through her yard on their 4-wheelers and she told them to stop. Dad came back a little while later on a 4-wheeler and did doughnuts. Nice. For a while there were 2 or 3 on 4-wheelers that would line up across the road and ride slow, not letting cars pass them, then they would drop their pants. Tony said he wished they had done it to him. A pellet gun would have been a good thing to have during that "era". So what can you do about mail boxes? We reset it and they pull it down. We could brick it, but they could chain it up and destroy it too, and then we're really out some money. I thought about letting Katie off her chain when we leave, but she would either go to the neighbors' house or ask to ride with them....they would probably just hurt her anyway. I am just so ANGRY!!!

4 comments:

Whitney said...

I was telling my boss about your mailbox and she said the same thing happened to them when they lived in Kanas...so her husband dug a really deep hole and put up a hollow metal post supported by concrete and then filled the post with concrete as well...she said for years people tried to uproot their mailbox to no avail, so they started bashing in the box itself with baseball bats...she also said one year when it was mailbox bashing time (right after school started)her husband actually filled a cheap mailbox itself with concrete after having replace the box itself 3 or 4 times because it had been bashed with a baseball bat. The next night a kid was ringing the door bell asking to use their phone because he had broken his wrist (she thinks) trying to swing a bat at their box. {just some food for though :O) } Love ya, Whitney

Whitney said...

I was telling my boss about your mailbox and she said the same thing happened to them when they lived in Kanas...so her husband dug a really deep hole and put up a hollow metal post supported by concrete and then filled the post with concrete as well...she said for years people tried to uproot their mailbox to no avail, so they started bashing in the box itself with baseball bats...she also said one year when it was mailbox bashing time (right after school started)her husband actually filled a cheap mailbox itself with concrete after having replace the box itself 3 or 4 times because it had been bashed with a baseball bat. The next night a kid was ringing the door bell asking to use their phone because he had broken his wrist (she thinks) trying to swing a bat at their box. {just some food for though :O) } Love ya, Whitney

Ashley said...

Joseph would so be out with a shot gun! Hope y'all catch the little punks.

Jennifer Rowland said...

There's a road in DeQueen going from the lake to town that is lined with cast iron mailboxes. Don't know that if that would help the pulling it out of the ground part, but combined with Whitney's idea of the giant hole, it might work. I can only imagine hitting a cast iron mailbox with a bat...think there might be some sort of nerve impact (at least temporarily from that?!) -- Ha!