The Redneck Report

For now, all is quite on the redneck front.

Said redneck, now the defendant, was on a vacation of sorts for the last 5 days.

We saw his hillbilly ass (yes they are from West VA) come rolling back in town late and loud the other night. Part of his desire in life is to be loud which he accomplishes.

I am sure by now he has been served his littering citation and I await a summons to appear in court. Yes they will actually call us to court. I can just see him in court with his mullet and tee shirt laughing loudly.

I believe the key to this conflict lies in the belief that I have encroached on part of his property where our properties meet.

We live at the end or a big ass cul-de-sac. I have 8 acres and the defendant has about 1 ½ acres. The defendant has so much stuff, trucks cars, boats, RVs, motorcycles, 4-wheelers, go-carts, business equipment that he has run out of space to part all this crap.

The cul-de-sac takes a dramatic sweep that is biased to our property. When this road was paved the engineer asked us if this was okay to use most of our right of way. We said yes because we were caught up in the excitement of finally getting our road paved.

The actual property divide between the defendant and citizen Reggie’s is measured from the center of the road and not the center of the cul-de-sac.

The defendant thinks the divide is measured from the center of the cul-de-sac and we have encroached on his property so he is sprawling his redneck stuff on the land he thinks is his. It’s his version of touching all the food on a plate so he claims it all.

Several years ago I had the border surveyed and had iron pins inserted. The defendant said, “Anybody could have put those pins in” and will not accept reality.

So we continue to feud over what is actually about 20 feet.

Two years ago I fenced this border and the feud has escalated to what you read now.

I can feel tension in the air.