We used to live out in the country off a highway with no neighbors anywhere close. I feel safer here than I did there and that was before crime and drugs became so rampant everywhere.
When we lived there in the mid 60’s a man came to our door and I innocently open it. He asked me if the Kennedy’s lived here or the Johnsons. It was during JFK and LBJ term.
When he asked me that I felt a chill go down my spine. He was just fishing. There was a pick up sitting by the garage and he kept looking at it. I don’t know if he thought a man might be in the house or if he was just wondering if he could find the keys.
He didn’t do anything but he thought about it as he slowly walked back down our driveway. I called the sheriff and he came and picked him up.
There was a prison farm not far away and from the look of him, he had just been released.
But in a neighborhood in Knoxville close to a all night walk in store I once worked out one of the most brutal double murder/rape/torture in state history took place. No place is safe now.
I'm old enough to remember when you approached a rural house and they didn't expect you or know who you were you yelled Hello House from a distance all were comfortable with.
I remember when I was about 13 two guys in a car pulled in at the house. I was upstairs and grabbed the shotgun and could see down into the car. I saw a bunch of stuff covered with blankets in the back seat. It was to Bubbas who never saw a day in thee woods in their life. Mom through a window asked what did they want. They said they were looking for a place to go hunting. Mom said "it's not here now git". No doubt in my mind they were looking for a home to break into. We had been cleaned out once by burglars. Dad and I afterward built a mechanical switching alarm system that would wake up the dead LOL. Nice good loud motor driven siren.