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sugarplumkitty) wrote2008-06-16 10:45 pm
sugarplumkitty) wrote2008-06-16 10:45 pm
The whole story as much as I know it..
I went next door while Eric finished a load of laundry for his stay in Berkeley. Here's the whole story.
Lil, the mom next door was changing in the bedroom when a young black man walked past her window. He saw that she noticed him and said, "Please excuse me for passing through." Then he climbed the fence into our yard.
Matthew, the dad, called the cops and started going door to door warning people.
When he told the cops the young man was only walking, they said, "He's been running a while." We guess from that statement he'd been nearly caught in a bad situation and tried to get away, probably crossing over the freeway on the pedestrian overpass that comes into our pocket neighborhood from a rougher one, not realizing he was penned in on three sides.
Then he happened to be seen by someone proactive. The Neighborhood Watch signs all over our area should have warned him he'd made a bad choice in escape routes.
They did a yard-to-yard search starting with our yard and apparently caught the young man hiding one block over. I figured he'd gone that way. There really isn't anywhere good to hide in our yard that isn't filled with holly trees and palm trees, both of which scratch a person up very well. He couldn't have gone straight across to our other neighbor because his garage blocks the whole back edge of the yard and the back corner is a giant holly tree with a baby fan palm tree in front of it. His only private escape from our yard was into the yard behind us. It's a shorter fence, too.
So the scary man was a polite young man even though he was on the run. If you have to have bad guys, you couldn't get better than that!
Lil, the mom next door was changing in the bedroom when a young black man walked past her window. He saw that she noticed him and said, "Please excuse me for passing through." Then he climbed the fence into our yard.
Matthew, the dad, called the cops and started going door to door warning people.
When he told the cops the young man was only walking, they said, "He's been running a while." We guess from that statement he'd been nearly caught in a bad situation and tried to get away, probably crossing over the freeway on the pedestrian overpass that comes into our pocket neighborhood from a rougher one, not realizing he was penned in on three sides.
Then he happened to be seen by someone proactive. The Neighborhood Watch signs all over our area should have warned him he'd made a bad choice in escape routes.
They did a yard-to-yard search starting with our yard and apparently caught the young man hiding one block over. I figured he'd gone that way. There really isn't anywhere good to hide in our yard that isn't filled with holly trees and palm trees, both of which scratch a person up very well. He couldn't have gone straight across to our other neighbor because his garage blocks the whole back edge of the yard and the back corner is a giant holly tree with a baby fan palm tree in front of it. His only private escape from our yard was into the yard behind us. It's a shorter fence, too.
So the scary man was a polite young man even though he was on the run. If you have to have bad guys, you couldn't get better than that!