[Jeff Higgins]

I'm unusually blessed with great neighbors. My entire neighborhood was built in '63 on an old farm, and most have been here the whole time. We still live in "the Green's house" as far as most are concerned, and we have been here 21 years. But we have finally been accepted by the "old guard".

Anyway, we did have one bad neighbor family for about ten years. The house behind us, over our fence and hedge, was occupied by a family the whole neighborhood refered to as the "Bundies" after the Married with Children family. Oldest daughter hitting on guys in the neighborhood, only son with an adult record before he was one, youngest daughter pregnant at 15, wife banging boyfriends in the back yard when hubby was on the road, drunken all night parties with the stereo turned up to "11", etc. And a dog running loose, tearing up my yard (and others)...

So I tried the "six pack" approach. Billy "Bundy" was a great guy. Very appologetic. "Never happen again..." kind of stuff. It always happened again. I finally shot his dog, which really seemed to upset him. So he came over to kick my ass. That didn't go so well for him either. We were best friends after that, at least as far as he was concerned, and we never had any more trouble. He never got another dog. He finally moved out a couple of years ago, and all is quiet once again. Be very thankful if you have good neighbors.