OK - Here's the craziest story.....
My dad and Brody and I are in Perkasie, PA. We're visiting my grandma and aunt. We leave tomorrow morning. We've had a good time, but last night was unreal!
My grandma and aunt live in a townhouse subdivision. Their neighbor across the street has had a reputation for drinking excessively and taking pain medication. Let's just say, he's always trashed. His girlfriend recently moved out of the house, and he had a fight with his son. He also has several guns/weapons in his house. This is good background info for what happened Sunday night.
At 7:30ish, we started noticing cops outside the house, hiding behind cars, behind trees and mailboxes. My cousin was here visiting, with her dog, and they were trying to leave, but the cops said no one is to come or go. We had just ordered dinner, so there went our meal for the night!
After my aunt called around the neighborhood, we found out this crazy neighbor had called his girlfriend and threatened to kill himself. The girlfriend (ex-girlfriend) called the police, hence the police scattered all around the area.
At 8:30ish, Brody was getting tired, so I put him to bed. Shortly after, we saw a SWAT van pull up the street and all of these SWAT officers got out dressed in their garb. The van parked itself in my grandma and aunt's backyard! They had spotlights out and everything, all focused on the crazy guy's house. Two of them knocked on my aunt's door and asked if they could stake out in her bathroom, which had a window that overlooked this crazy guy's house. I started to get super nervous. Brody was upstairs, sleeping, not knowing any of this was going on. The SWAT guys told us to get downstairs in the basement. They were going to start negotiating with the crazy guy via bullhorn and were trying to get him to come outside. They said things could start to get hectic and they might have to shoot tear gas inside the house. Well, of course, I told them I am not leaving my son asleep upstairs by himself. So, I stayed outside his door, while the SWAT guys were upstairs in the bathroom window.
We could hear the police outside (there were like 20-30 of them!) trying to get this guy to come outside, answer his phone, trying to help him. This went on until midnight! Finally, I heard this BOOM! and they shot gas into the house. Minutes later, the crazy guy came outside and the ordeal was over.
We were all exhausted/excited/nervous/anxious the entire time. I can't tell you how strange it felt knowing that my 2-year old son was so close to danger. It was the worst feeling in the world. I just wanted to grab him and fly away to somewhere safe. I know horrible things like this can happen anywhere. That's what makes life so strange. We want our children to grow up safe and sound. But, as much as I try, I can't control everything. It was an experience we all will never forget. Thank goodness it ended as well as it did.
So.....crazy story, huh????