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To: Lady Lurksalot who wrote (9015)	3/26/1998 4:10:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Respond to of 71178

Yer a good man, Sister. (Bogart, Falcon)

To: Lady Lurksalot who wrote (9015)	3/26/1998 5:19:00 PM
From: Jacques Chitte	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Yesterday was a bad day in the saga of the boys next door. I'd called City Code Compliance early in the week. They came by yesterday and removed some trash, including a couple of sheets of plywood the boys were using as bike ramps. I got home, and I wasn't even out of the car when they surrounded me. "Who stole our wood?" We got into a long drawn-out discussion. Bottom line: I was telling them they were trespassers on utility land and should behave appropriately. The kids (and an older fellow also on a bike) complained that these were good kids trying to have fun, and this was one of the last places they could go. Also, the city and the utility okayed their construction of a bike obstacle course there. All the other neighbors didn't seem to mind, and they asked them. "Why didn't you ask me?" "We sorta did, but like not directly or anything." Let's just say we ended with a different set of opinions on neighborliness. When the older fellow left, one of the boys told me a little story. The apartments where he lives went through four managers in two years. Seems the first three would complain when some boys were cursing and being noisy. So they got fired. I responded at the time that "you can't fire me. I'm a homeowner in this neighborhood." It didn't dawn on me until minutes later that I'd just received an implied threat. This morning I called our police office. They won't move on simple trespassing complaints unless they come from the titleholder, in this case PG&E, and the landholder is willing to prosecute. So I spent the morning composing a blistering letter to the utility, which I'll send tomorrow, with a copy going out to the chief of police. I slept lousy this past two weeks.