I’m once again recalling one of those “crazy lori stories”… this one happened about nine years ago, I believe.

At that time I had a roommate, Debbie.  It was mid-afternoon on a cool Fall day (I believe).  I believe it was Fall or Spring… reason?  All of the windows and front door were thrown open to let the beauty come inside.  So it must have been a perfect day…

Such a perfect day that I was napping on the couch in the living room.  Debbie was in her room, I believe she was enjoying a nap as well…

There we were.  It was a beautiful day.  Naps were in order… and all of a sudden I jolted awake to a helicopter hovering.  Cop cars coming to a screeching halt in front of the house… and from my vantage point on the couch, looking towards the front door I see a police officer walking down my sidewalk, passed the front door towards the back yard.  I jumped up to check out was crazy action was taking place in my back yard… and I saw a police officer peaking over my fence towards my neighbors’ yards, with his right hand on his holster.

As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I noticed there was a void where where there used to be a branch from my neighbor’s avocado tree hanging over the fence… it looked like the branch had been pulled down/over on the other side of the fence. 

I got the officer’s attention and quickly and quietly pointed out change in foliage fullness.  (Is that a technical term?!)  He peered over the fence … and apparently found their suspect hiding on my neighbor’s property.

What did this suspect do?  Great question…

If I’m remembering it correctly:  He had been stalking his girlfriend a few blocks away by standing outside one of her windows… with a machete.  She called the cops.  He ran… with a machete.   He ran up our street, into our alley, down my sidewalk (right passed my open front door) and hopped over the fence… with a machete.  The cops found him hiding… with a machete.

I am SOOOOOOO grateful that he ran PASSED the front door while I was sleeping instead of up my stairs and into the house.  So, so, so grateful.  So grateful that our local officers found him and did their jobs that day!

And for the record, that’s the last time I took a nap on the couch with the front door open…