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Friday, June 8, 2012
Will Soucek Stab Us In the Back?
R1 zoning allows homes with no more than two unrelated individuals. Thus, it has created the few remaining liveable neighborhoods in the Boone area.
Right now, every home in my neighborhood (save mine) was bought because we are zoned R1 and is a wonderful place to raise a family.
But, now let me describe life before R1. Before R1 the property at the foot of my drive was filled with druggies. At one point the situation became so bad that a narcotics officer was placed in the house. We were told there was also prostitution. One morning after a big party I came out and found someone had taken a dump on the hood of my car. Many mornings I had to roust out of bed, drugged kids to get their cars moved so I could go to work. They were always surly of course, as if I was imposing on them.
Working on around to the next lot touching mine, were the neighbors who not only were the original homeowners in the community, but came from original Watauga County families. They threw in the towel and moved away. We lost the best people in the neighborhood.
Next, on the other side of my home the parties were so loud, that I finally bought me a big boom box. Each time they cranked up the rock music, I cranked up Jimmy Swaggart preaching. It was the battle of the boom boxes.
Finally, there was the first house down the lane from us. The owner filled the little house with eight kids. They blocked our lane with their cars, sometimes going off to school and leaving them there. They also had a vicious dog who would no longer allow me to walk to my mail box.
When the official from the Planning and Inspections came to check out our complaints, not only did the dog attack her but one kid actually verbally accosted her. Now that was fun as she gave them only a few weeks to clear out.
There are three communities here, all of which the people worked together to get our R1 status. I am sure there are others like ours who were never consulted. Without R1, our lives could become hell again and our property values will depreciate. Someone better step forward soon and reassure us. Right now, I am freaking out. It also doesn’t help that my Democrat neighbors taunt me for helping Soucek get elected.