Mr. Leo’s Neighborhood
I live in Regency park, it is a quiet apartment complex full of interesting folks. I live in a townhouse that has 3 beautiful floors and a newly planted flowergarden. But you already know plenty about me…let’s learn about the people who live around me, in my Neighborhood
Our next door neighbors to the right are a slightly overweight couple in their 50’s I imagine. They really don’t talk much at all. they will walk right past you if you are siggin on the front step without saying a word. You have to make the effort to get them to converse. As I said they are smokers, they smoke inside their home, sometimes that smoke smell makes it’s way into our basement laundry area. I am not sure how it happens, but it does…smoking indoors is just gross. I never see them have people over…I guess it is just their hermit nature.
To the left lives the subject of much conversation in our home. This man moved in about a month or two after we did. He is an African American man who always dresses in style, hes got it all together green shoes, green shirt, green hat, and plenty of bling bling. In the beginning, we always joked about how he never worked regular job hours, he would leave at 11am and then make random stops back home, then be gone at night, then be back, it was never a regular schedule. There was a lady that lived with him too , and for a time we thought that maybe she lived there and he was the boyfriend but that was just a shot in the dark. Kids would pop up every once in a while but that was rare. Well our next door neighbor always had a nice car, but then he got rid of that one, and got a new one…it licence plate said something like YZY *** so Tom dubbed him Izzy. But that licence plate soon vanished as did his car in favor of another new one. In joking we always said that he may be a pimp since he had no regular job and was pulling in the big bucks, this joke was made even more hilarious with the new license plate that said 253 WMN. “Dang that’s a lot of women!” well we saw his comings and goings and started to notice that a lot of the time cars would pull up, make a call on their cell phone, get out of the car, leave it running, go up to the door and then then leave. this happened numerous times, sometimes Izzy would come to the car, or even get in to take a 3 minute ride and then be dropped off. It was now clear to us that Izzy was a drug dealer…Raelson’s girlfriend saw some white powder being handeled once by a driver in front of our house so we were pretty sure. Nikki actually talked to Izzy and found out that his name was James and he claimed to be a poet with works published in the Grand Rapids community college’s library. Now I am not one to talk, but if poetry is so lucrative that you can own 10 different new cars in 8 months, then sign me up. Recently the drug deals have become more frequent and the number of cars that he owns have grown to 3 for him (including a mustang, PT Cruiser) and 1 for his wife/girlfriend…the kids are around more often, and the mother yells at them like no other. I have talked to a police captain that comes into work every once in a while so we shall see how things go…
Nikki, Tanya, Amy, etc.
Nikki is Raelson’s girl, they have been dating since winter, she lives on the other side of Izzy with three other girls who haven’t become the closest of friends to our house. Andrew spends plenty of time at Nikki’s but hey they are dating so that is the way it goes…
This elderly woman has short cropped light grey hair, drives a red PT cruiser, and lives with her young granddaughter. They live together across the corner of the parking lot, they have a nice fron yard. Phyllis brings her granddaughter home from school every day and that is when I see her most…though the other day I saw her yelling at kids throwing rocks (some being the ones that I specifically placed in my rock garden) Go Phyllis!
Crazy linda is this large black lady that wears high heels, drives a nice car, has big hair, and fingernails like Flo-Jo. Tom met her first, but I had the honor to experience her wierdness. She has a cat I guess because When she saw Little Jerry, she came up to the door while I was working outside and asked if she could hold him because he looks like hers. In her raspy voice she showered the cat with lovey words like “oohddyboodywiddwe mwa mwa mwa I wuv you…” with her big lips covered in red lipstick, she kissed Little Jerry’s head and even started to pinch his head with her lips. Little Jerry just sat there in fear and then it was all over…That is Crazy Linda
Bill is our mailman…nicest guy in the world, I think I am the only one in the whole apartment complex who says thank you or hello to him…Tom came up with the best joke concerning bill which I will leave you with…
DTE Energy Bill: $34.76
Consumers Electric Bill: $45.26
Mailman Bill: Priceless!
So I guess Bill is like my Mr. McFeely…I have no Trolly, And I don’t change my shoes when I come home…but I like where I live. I just need to find the crayon factory so I can take a tour of it!