Sonny sets a new personal record

Ursula was afraid that I would get busted for this, but the window glare I think stopped me from showing the incredible amount of emergency personal in Sonny’s driveway.  I think this is a new personal best for him:  5 cruisers, 1 fire truck and 2 ambulances.  If you don’t know who Sonny is, look here.

They eventually got him out of his truck and carted him off.  Apparently, he used his truck to block the interstate, and when he tired of that, simply drove home.  By then (surprise to him) the powers that be, followed him.  Right home.  And took him away.

Sonny and Tom are both disabled veterans with serious psychiatric “issues”.  What a difference in how their lives play out.  Sonny’s mom loves him dearly, but not enough to set common sense boundaries to protect him, herself and people at large.  Tom takes his medicine, does what his doctors tell him and maintains an astonishingly high level of functioning (according to his therapists) because he has “strong family support”, and folks, that includes strong, healthy boundaries.

What Would You Make of This?

So I get up this morning and this is what I find on my front porch.  Hmm…what is this?  It looks suspicious…  I look across the street and see my neighbor’s son, (we call him “Sonny”) standing in the road with his arms folded, just staring at our house.  This causes me to quickly shut the door, but not before I notice the toilet paper decorating our railing and the little pumpkin on the step.

Curious, I observe Sonny, through the curtain,  go over to the paper box and peer in.  He looks, doesn’t touch, turns and goes in the house.

Now, I’m trying to decide what to do.  The words “Treaser Cheast”, don’t seem menacing, it could be a box of candy, as the “Trick or Treat” imply, but it does seem just plain wierd.  So I call 911.  “Is this an emergency?” she asks.  “Well,” I said, “I’m not sure”.