I saw my dad remove two squatters from his mothers rental 65 years ago. One came out through a second story window. The other kicked down the front steps and when he arrived at the bottom he had a 45 stuck in his ear with the warning to never return. Never forgot that or the two days it took to repair the damage they did.
Given how we coddle criminals these days my dad probably would be in a super max!
I like your Dad’s style. See my post further down on my adventures many years ago.