Most of the participants here are still alive, so all names have been changed, to "protect the guilty."
Councilman Rob Smith had a schizophrenic wife. She was on medication, which helped 90%. The unmedicated 10% was the problem. It emerged as bad judgment and extreme temper and demands.
One day Mrs. Smith saw Maria, her next door neighbor, carefully trimming the hedge between their back yards, and she flew into a rage and complained to her husband, the Councilman. Her husband the Councilman worked for a local pest controller firm. When his wife demanded that he put a stop to the outrage next door, he lost touch with good judgement, picked up on her extreme rage, ran out to his truck, grabbed a tank of pesticide, ran through the house, crept into the back yard while Maria went inside for a break, and hid behind the hedge. When Maria came out and resumed cutting, he jumped up and said, "GOTCHA!" and sprayed pesticide in her face.
Maria fell to the ground, sick and coughing. Her husband Michael came out, deduced all that had occurred, and called an ambulance.
Michael also called me, the family attorney. When Rob saw me come into Michael and Maria's backyard, he bragged about how he had sprayed Maria in the face with poison for the outrageous act of cutting a border hedge!
I said, "Rob, you don't understand. If Maria is still in the hospital tomorrow without a clean bill of health, police are coming to your house tomorrow to cuff you, take you in, charge you and set bail. You responded to perceived aggression against hedges with a hedge trimmer by attempted POISONING. That's crazy, and it will certainly earn you time in prison.
"If, on the other hand, Maria is fine tomorrow, they've agreed, in that case, since you are neighbors, to let the matter drop."
Maria did return home the next day with a clean bill of health. As far as Maria and Michael were concerned, the matter was over.
But Councilman Rob and his wife remained angry instead of counting their blessings!
One day, Michael was coming home from work as a contractor. The driver side rear view mirror of his truck happened to be at exactly the same height above the ground as Councilman Rob's van's mirror. So, as Michael drove his truck home, Councilman Rob's wife pulled away from her house in the van, and her van's mirror kissed Michael's truck's mirror, with injury to neither vehicle.
For Councilman Rob's wife, the touching of mirrors was, as far as she was concerned, an extremely offensive intentional act. Councilman Rob, intent on justifying his wife's extreme anger, secretly went to another neighbor, Rick, and asked him to punch Michael in the morning before he left for work.
While the neighbor Rick hid behind some bushes at about 5:00 a.m. the following morning, Michael came out with his usual styro cup of piping hot coffee and walked toward his truck.
The neighbor sprang up from behind the bushes, ran over to Michael, and punched him hard in the belly through the coffee cup. The hot coffee shot up and squirted Michael in the face before he fell to the street.
Michael's wife Maria had been watching through the front storm door and seen everything. She and Michael called me at 6:00 a.m., and I told them to call police and file an assault charge against the neighbor who punched Michael. Only later did the neighbor, Rick, confess that Councilman Rob put him up to it, for allowing car mirrors to touch.
Michael and Maria had had it up to their eyeballs with Councilman Rob and his wife. They had me add a conspiracy charge against Councilman Rob.
The case was switched to a neighboring town because of the charge against a local councilman. It was night court. I warned Michael and Maria that trials are scheduled last in night court, and that our case would be one of the last cases heard, due to its spectacular nature. The presence of the media in the courtroom made this even more certain.
By 2:00 a.m., our case still had not been heard. I made a suggestion to Michael and Maria: Turn the other cheek, by announcing in open court that they were going to buy $200 worth of groceries for Councilman Rob and his wife, as a sign of forgiveness, and dropping all charges "without prejudice," meaning future charges against them would permit a reopening of the case.
Michael and Maria looked at me with astonishment and offense, asked me if I "was kidding," and dug in their heels.
By 3:00 a.m., the case had still not been heard. The prosecutor suggested a dismissal without prejudice. I suspected that the delay was "political" -- the case was intentionally held in abeyance to grind Michael and Maria down, to get them to agree to the dismissal without prejudice rather than go to trial. Michael and Maria were so disgusted at 3:00 a.m. that they consented and went home.
The hatred boiled in their neighborhood for years.
Until about 10 years later, when something very surprising occurred.
Michael caught cancer, and he decided to die at home. As he lay in his deathbed, he asked for Councilman Rob and Rick. Councilman Rob and his wife had moved away years before, and were nowhere to be found. Rick came. Michael said, "Tell Pete he was right. I should have forgiven you years ago. I forgive you now. I hope that you forgive me."
And he died shortly thereafter.
You know Peter, you post the best stories. Heartfelt and true. I hope that you are doing fine.
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A point which I forgot to make is that when I suggested that they purchase $200 in groceries to "turn the other cheek," I offered to pay for it out of my fee. I.e., they would pay nothing.
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