When I was 18 years old, one of our neighbors warned us of a trucker moving in next door, and to be cautious with the kids around him. The Trucker had a record with three accounts of sexual assault to an 11 year old girl.
As the years have went by, he has made attempts to talk to
me and my family. I continue to stay distant from him. In fact I wish
when he made attempts at civility, I want to scream "Get away from me!"
Trucker misrepresents his true character. If one of our
neighbors hadn't told us about him, I would never have looked him up in
the police records. I would never have thought twice about going over to
and making conversation because that's how we hillbillies are. If I
didn't know about him, I would just think of him as a friendly neighbor
that gives offerings.
One time, the Trucker offered
some of the beans from his garden and also offered to pay us to pick
beans for him. Well of course I wasn't going to say 'yes' because I had
my own gardening tasks anyway, but my boyfriend capitalized on the
opportunity to take advantage of a pervert. Another time, the trucker
offered my grandfather wood for free, and of course my grandfather never says 'no' to free stuff.
third, and most recent, encounter with him, was last year around
October or November when I was climbing a Persimmon tree in another
neighbor's yard. To clarify, there are four households spread out we
consider our neighbors. Anyway, I was picking Persimmons from the
women's tree (the lesbian neighbors.) The Trucker saw that I was shaking
the tree and struggling to climb up the tree--so naturally he climbed
up the tree and shook it the tree aggressively, dropping many fruits. I
said "thanks" in a busied tone, and started filling the bag with fruits.
He said, "I was hoping these didn't go to waste. I love 'em." My dog
was with me, and he looks over to her and says "Well, look at that, the dog even
likes 'em. Ha! Ha!" He watched my dog eat the fruits off the ground,
and he sort of it slowly walks back away to his home.
The Wife is more of a mystery to me, even though I see her everyday. I always wondered how she could be with a man that was accused of molesting a child.
must be in her late fifties or early sixties, and usually wears one
outfit per week. This week has turned into two weeks, of her wearing the
same purple Tunic shirt with navy blue elastic shorts. I may have
picked up on her habits a little since I don't leave my house much
Her husband, being a truck driver, stays gone all week and comes home
on the weekends. Sometimes he is gone for weeks at a time. One time it
seemed he was gone for a month. So, the Wife stays alone with their seven dogs for days and weeks.
She leaves her house as much as I do--so I notice things about my neighbors I wish not to know. She
rarely drives anywhere--I think her husband told us once that she
couldn't see very well--so that would explain why she doesn't drive her car anywhere.
goes outside twice a day with her dogs, once early in the morning and
once late at night. She sits in her porch swing, smoking and watching
the dogs. Although she has many, I only know the names of three because
she yells at specific dogs. I'll hear her say "Oh shut up, Harry!" to
the biggest and tallest dog, who is black with white feet--I like to
say that he's wearing socks.
To a shorter and smaller white dog, she'll
say "Get your ass over here, Apollo!" A similar looking dog she calls
Cookie, she'll say "Cookie, get in the house." I think I have heard her
call one of the dogs "Sis" but I'm not sure. Her Wiener dogs stay
inside, I am assuming they use "puppy pads". When they do come outside,
they're little ass holes that try to instigate my dog. There is one dog
that lives permanently outside, chained up, and you never hear from him
much. I believe he is a hunting dog.
I've noticed in
the last couple of months, she has someone see her for several of times
each day, sometimes spending hours with her. What's strange is that
there is a different person that one person will stop by everyday for
weeks and then I never see those people stop by again, but a different
person will stop everyday for weeks. It's almost as if they're taking
shifts by monthly. I would not be surprised if the
husband, the trucker, paid people to go check in on his wife every day.
The person that has been stopping by these days, drives a black truck
and lives up the road from us.
Before them, a person
driving a white station wagon would stop by with two teenage girls.
Before those people, someone driving a red car, would stop by to see the
woman. Once a year during the Summer, the Wife has family come in with a
Camper for a weekend or longer. There are many children that stay as
I'm not sure of the circumstances, but if the Trucker is a
Lifetime Registered Sex Offender and the case was true, then why are
these children around him? Do any of these people know he tried
to molest an 11 year old? Does the Wife's family know who he is? I'm not
sure the Trucker knows I know about his record but I have monitored
him, his wife, and their home for the last six
Then again, I cannot say whether the accounts
were false, only the Trucker and the girl know the Truth. The little I
know about the couple, the more questions I have about their
relationship. How could a level-headed woman be with a man that was
accused of something like that? She must have already been in love with
him. But what was the circumstance? What was the pretext of the
situation? Does she even know her husband did this or was accused?
These are the only things I know about the woman and man I have lived next to for six years.
by Cassie Kinney