I'm a new home owner. I moved into my new home with my new wife just about two months ago. Although there was a time crunch in getting the house, there's very little wrong with it, especially since it is 104 years old. It is a little hard to keep warm on these cold days but we're working on it.
Across the street from my front door is a two-car garage, which is old and in bad shape. The house that it is a part of, but not attached to, is a very nice old-style home with a very nice grandmother living there with her family. It is a good neighborhood, but...
There is a problem.
I believe that the two-car garage, just across the street from my front door, is being used by drug dealers to sell their items of choice.
Tell-tale signs: Three locks on the doors, blankets obscure your view into the garage, people go in and out of it at all hours of the day and night, lights on inside like people are living inside of it, cars of all types park in front of it and my house with people who appear to be strung out or in need of a fix walking into the garage and leaving a few minutes later. Others stay there for hours, then stagger into their cars and drive off. Extension cords go from the second-story window across to the garage. People will drive up, get out, see that the garage is locked, look up into that same second-story window, the guy comes out, opens it, then minutes later, they come out, he goes back into the house and the others leave in their car.
The first day we start moving in our stuff, there was a crowd of five or six people in front of the garage. I get out of the car, open the front door and take a few boxes inside. I step back out and wave hi! They all looked at me, then scattered into the garage like I was the kitchen light and they were cockroaches.
That night, one of their friends stayed in his car for many hours as cars pulled up alongside of it for a minute or two, then drive off. The car is parked in front of my house. I call the cops. They drive by, but don't do anything.
The next day, the police tell me that my street is a major drug boulevard, with a known drug dealer living just up the street. All they can do is give me a drug tip line to call. "We don't have the resources to do anything right now..." was repeated to me when I ask if they know that a drug dealer is there, why don't they just get him.
The park-n-go hasn't occured since we've moved in, but the traffic into and out of the garage is still there. When I get home at night, the lights are on inside and, sometimes someone sticks their head out to see who it is.
The drug tip line people are nice, but I call them all of the time with license plate numbers and what they are doing. One time, the woman said, "If the person we believe is there in that garage is who he is, then you have plenty to worry about..."
Nice.
I call the tip line, I call the cops, They roll by, They continue to do what they do in there.
Am I going nuts? Am I blowing this out of proportion? I don't think so.
Is this normal? Did I just draw the short straw? Maybe and yes...
I moved from California to get away from the drugs and the elements that are around the illegal stuff that is out there. I've lived in big cities, small towns, rural areas, urban sprawl. Somewhere, sometime in all of those moves and new addresses, there was something going on that was drug-related.
Now, after living several years (supposedly) away from the crap, I have it in front of me daily.
Wonderful... I just wish that I went into the Army, got trained in Special Ops and was good at espionage. That way, I could find out if they are doing that crap there. Then, maybe then, I'd have a little piece of mind.
But for now, I have a big worry that is just outside my front door.