Stalking

Stalking

We both felt relieved, however short lived that feeling may be, we did feel that some boundary was established. It was a late summer saturday night, it was dark out. I had our dog out for her night pee. It was actually around 10: 30 P.M.  I noticed a  White  mini Van backing down the drive at our property line. It was one of those Oldsmobile Vans, that has those unusual rear brake lights. The lights appeared to go from the bumper to the roof, very noticeable. I stood on our sidewalk, looking up the drive to the property line, trying to access the situation. I believe they saw me and stopped reversing down the drive. I called for Scott and he saw them leaving as I did.
However they stopped near the top of the drive. Someone got out of the Van for some reason for a moment, got back in and they left. The next day as leaving the property there were Corn Stalks , in the photo, next to the drive where the van had stopped the previous evening. We suspect that if I wasn't out that evening, those Corn Stalks would have been on our land or at least near our side walk. We sensed that this was a mockery, a joke being made of the charges of "Stalking" made against our neighbor. So we would be made to look foolish in calling the Police reporting corn stalks, thus stalking. We never reported it.   Plus they were placed next to the shared road on our neighbor's land, not on our property What is interesting in that every time, I would go through the drive thru window at the  then Meridian Bank in town, which is opposite the Hellertown Police Station, I would see a White Van parked in the Municipal Parking lot that fit the description of the van that delivered the Corn Stalks that saturday evening. We heard that Debbie , Lenny's daughter-in-law worked for the Chief of Police. We heard she was his secretary. We believe that this  may have been arranged with her assistance for a time frame. After all, we were being watched/stalked and our movements and time frame could be observed. Even though it is a different Police force than the Lower Saucon Police, we have reason to believe they share the same Bed. What also was kind of funny was that our neighbor had hired a Private Investigator to get dirt on us. It  may explain the broken window pane at a window in the back of our house. We had around this time had that feeling that someone had been in our house. Neighbors had told me how ridiculous  they felt it was. Vilma, who lives on another street over, had a visit. Basically we believe the mission was to spread ill will about us.