Strong Fences make good neighbors!

Thank you note from the Repashs

When we received the letter from the Lawyer Jesse and Debbie Repash's consulted, Richard Schaedler, we were a bit surprised by  what we believe to be the threatening/hostile tone of the letter. We believe the letter the Lawyer wrote was very bizarre. We had contacted a Mediator and invited the Repashs to sit down and discuss things and we got a response from a lawyer dissing our request. There was, what we believed to be escalating harassment and we wanted to nip it at the bud. Scott was in remission after his treatment for Prostate Cancer . Jesse Repash was fully aware that Scott was diagnosed with Prostate Cancer because I TOLD him when he stopped me on the drive to inform me that he was going to clean up a tree that had fallen etc.

Scouts Honor

Red Laser Light?

Below is a diary account of what happened on March 9, 2011.The event occurred
fter we asked the Lower Saucon Township Zoning for a copy of the building 
Permit for Bret Schneider's garage and macadam driveway.
Last evening March 9 ,as I was leaving to pick up Scott at the bus, it was 8:38PM, 
as I approached Jesse Repash's truck parked face down on the shared drive, all 
of a sudden there was this motion of a red dot of light. Someone was waiting for 
me to pass. Both cars were parked in their drive. It was very manic and disturbing. 
I could not place it as to what it was. It was coming from the right side of the
drive at his truck because as I proceeded the light continued in the mirror on 
the passenger side.  It was  shocking and disturbing and blinding. As I briefly 
looked back I didn't see anyone on the drive but my attention needed to be on
driving. We believe we are watched constantly and  our schedule in known
I picked Scott up at the bus. We then proceeded to get Gas for the car.I tol
him what had happened. I decided to call the Police. I parked the car on
CherryLane, across from the Hotel, and called 911. The operator was very
helpful. I told him that I wasn't at the location but was coming in that directio
I gave him as much detail as possible. He had asked if I wanted an EMT becau
my vision was blurry. I said no. We proceeded home. We suspected that
someone could be waiting for us to come home.

The Message or Messenger

The Message or Messenger

Giving the loon next door a bone only fed his delusions. We aren't retired. He retired when he was 55 and we believe we became his obsession. A rather disturbed lad. We found shards of glass in our wading pool which were place there. Still finding nose prints on our window ( the dots that an oily nose leaves when it touches glass). We are alert but coping with an obsessive person does take up space. Even Judge McFadden had acknowledged his obsession. We were disappointed that she didn't recommend that he get some help. It appears that the consensus is that those who need help only get it when a court orders it.

JUDGEMENT DAY

Head Shot

We had, as I recall, about a 2 week notice for the actual Court House Hearing. We had gotten many notifications of continuances. Greenfield had told us to pay close attention to the transcript of the preliminary hearing because Philip Lauer would be using it in the trial. We got the transcript about 6 days from the hearing date, Dec.5, , my birthday. The year was 1995.

SNOW JOB!

SNOW JOB

We waited close to 18 months for a Court date. In the meantime, Lenny was still performing. Having never been to Court before, this was a new experience for the both of us. The Northampton County District Attorneys Office had assigned Tamara Greenfield ,the attorney representing us. In total we had two meeting in her office to discuss the case. I believe she was caustic, defensive and appeared to go out of her way to be hostile. I don't know what she billed the county for her time but the first meeting we sat there while she did a closing on the phone for a client she bitched to us about. She had complain about their lousy credit and expectations. She may have spend 5 minutes discussing the case.

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.