This is the one I get–
My parents neighbors on the left were white, young and newly wed when their houses were built. Marylanders all their lives, with a notable Maryland [Twohig] relative in PG County. I forget why she was notable– but it was only in Maryland and maybe only regional Maryland.
Leslie and Jack were uneducated [she a bit loud] Maryland small business owners. I was not a big fan. More invasive than I like my neighbors, but they were not my neighbors and I was polite to my parents’ neighbors.
Extended family members– Jan, Cheryl, Roni and my grandmother probably had more dealings with them than I. They came over for Christmas and Thanksgiving [not for supper] but after. My sister [judy] on several occasions went over to baby sit their oldest [Brian]– she lived with my parents. Leslie once said– JuJu and GeGe [my sister and I] look just alike. Red flag. we do not. I look more like Danielle Hopson than my sister.
I went to their house once with my mother– and one time at Christmas I bought my parents a light blue queen ann style chair for their bedroom and a recliner for my father. I asked if I could store the chairs in their garage until Christmas eve. As I said– I am not a big fan of loud pushy people– I do not care what color.
Anyway- once my mother said– “I am a little concerned that one of these days, Brian [their oldest son] is going to come over here and call me a “N”.
this an afterthought to the original post: Within a month of my father’s death– I was taking care of some paperwork for my mother and dropped by the house. No one was there– my sister training to become a DOJ gun toting Airport federal officer [this when it was still a DOJ function-- she was a secretary] and my mother somewhere else. Leslie caught me and begged me to watch brian then about 2. She promised to return within 10 minutes. This in my parents’ home. Go get the surveillance. Brian wanted to know where my father was. I told him heaven. I repeat grown men kissed my azz. I am not into that.. Did Brian come over here and call me a bad name? If so, picked the wrong person to call a pervert. I am not hard up– and never was. Get the surveillance. I also knew nothing about insurance. Grown men kissed my tail. Why would I put up with a bouncy child? Leslie beg? Maybe she should have begged me to come over to her house. Oh yeah, she did beg me to come over to her house once. After the why Me? search began [about 5 years later] she had a problem with her modem and apple computer. She begged me to come over. Told her no– with the excuse I had no experience with Apple. Mary, Rockwell support staff worker who looks like Doug Rose’s mother may want to call me a liar– but the bottom line– I did not want to go to Leslie’s house to look at her computer problem. A decision I am still not sorry about. Darnetta did something similar– in the beginning of the why me search. I was on Rockwell. Everything was Rockwell to me… I did not have time for why people seemed to be behaving oddly.
By the way– no one is moving me away from elementary schools. If anything they keep trying to give me their kids. A lot of my family never come to my house. There is an elementary school very close by. I was never kid friendly. Go ask Tai. She promised to be my best friend if I [she was a little girl] colored or played with her. I told her no– and I did not want to be her best friend. I always thought Tai a rude pompous little girl. Now I get why. No one told me she was Jordan’s with Roni. I still do not like rude little girls. I was not a rude little girl– and I do not like rude kids.
I think my extended family said something similar to my mother concerning me. One of these days– Regina is going to call me a Wh…. I did not know about the family. 15 years… I have been harassed by anyone that thought the could get away with it, stolen from, and I think they [family members] had a choice?
By the time– I figured out the issues with the family– I knew they had no choice.
Resentment because I did not know? Yes, I think that possible. My telling my grandmother about the Gay Pride march and Thomas Circle in Washington… “are my parents holding their breaths”? I think our surveillance people had a field day. Their mistake— getting in my face today.
I like no ones filth. I was polite to my parents’ friends until they gave me no choice. I do not cater to filth.
Family– no I am not calling you a name… I am wondering what excuse filth not born into this crap gets to use.
It is a mistake for you to get in my face to harass or bully me. I do not care who you think you are or what you do. Government workers [including police/military]… lose your job if you want to…
I get my family’s resentment. Plus my mother tends to start crap– and she was the first relative related to a president. I think my family should have looked at the English royal ties more. I repeat- I do not owe excuses for my family. I owe– what is your excuse if you are not in my family.
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