Circa
1970 we had a house on the West side of Salt Lake City. While not Latter Day
Saints, most of our neighbors were. We all got along well but they were puzzled
by the frequent appearance of Nevada Law Enforcement vehicles outside our
house.
SLC
served the needs of Eastern Nevada (doctors, eye glasses, big city services)
not available in Ely. One of these services was a small firm reloading
ammunition that serviced the LEO community. Relatives were part of the Ely area
LEO community (probation, corrections).
Our
house was conveniently near I-80. Spent brass was left on our secure porch to
be picked up by the re-loaders and reloaded ammo left for pickup by whatever
LEO happened to be in SLC.
Doesn’t
everyone have 10,000 rounds of .357 on their porch?
Neighbors
were greatly relieved when this knowledge was shared.
As
an aside, we became good friends with one of the local LDS leaders who shared
our street number. Our house was on Lehi Drive, theirs on Lemay Drive. We often
received each other’s mail by mistake. Rather than bother the postal folks, we
would just drive it over to the appropriate house.
I’ve
had people ask what it was like living around “Mormons”. No problems. My only complaint about Saints is
too many of them drive like they are on their way to meet their maker.
6 comments:
The Vietnamese in the Little Saigon District of Orange County, CA, while not LDS, frequently do meet their maker while driving wildly. I recall driving away from a gas staton at Brookhurst and Bolsa one day, only to see a rice rocket slam into the pumps going at least 60. They ignited but he was through the inferno and his car rested on the far end. My sense that Salt Lake City Mormons would not be going fast enough and would be engulfed.
LL
Lots of Vietnamese in Seattle where I lived for 18 years. Still, the worst drivers I saw were rich Hong Kongese (right words?) in Vancouver B.C. that had fled the transfer to the PRC.
Vietnamese car customers. "Need automatic. No drive swift shit".
"Your price is too high. Me poor. Need big discount". Answer? "Line" the car $1500 high. If they didn't immediately run, make them beat you up in five stages. My colleagues never caught on, bigger fools they.
Ah yes, Orange County... I'm always thankful I got out of there alive... And I could use 10,000 rounds of .357 dropped on my porch... hint, hint... :-)
Old NFO
Sadly none of the Nevada LEOs used .45 Long Colt or .380 for the wife's Walther.
Meeting neighbors can be an interesting experience, as I'm finding out in the hovel complex. One pulled in yesterday in an older model XJ6 Jaguar. Sure brought back memories of my father-in-law's XJ6. He loved that car, and so did the mechanic he had to fly up to Red Bluff to service it...
Brig
British cars are wonderful when they run. If you want to burn through cash, nothing can compare to some airplanes.
In general, I've had good luck with neighbors.
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