He helped his mother move out of her apartment and then he and his wife and two year old moved into the almost empty apartment for a month of free living.
The noises from the apartment suggested they were chronic fighters. Screaming and yelling and sounds of bodies pushed (or thrown) against the wall.
They would go outside the apartment building and chain smoke on the back steps, leaving hundreds of cigarette butts on the landing and the surrounding area. The two year old showed signs of being a troubled child, constantly whining, crying, and hitting and kicking his parents.
One night after another loud fight, the mother brought the child and a suitcase out their car. As she was fastening the child into the toddler seat, her husband ran up to her and tried getting her to talk to him, saying he couldn't live without her and how could she leave after all he had done for her. She buckled in the child, got into the drivers seat, and drove off. The man went back in the apartment.
Within five minutes, the woman was back in the parking spot. She left the child in his seat in the car, and she went back to the apartment, pounding on the door, saying to let her in, that she wanted the cell phone. He unlocked the door, she went in, and the door closed. Then shouting and more sounds of hitting and being thrown up against the wall and the inside door, with her screaming that she wanted the cell phone, where was the cell phone. It was hard to tell which one was on the receiving end of the physical abuse. All this time the child was out in the car.
After twenty minutes the fighting ended. He walked his wife to their car, he retrieved the suitcase, she got the child out of the seat, they all three walked into the apartment where things were "normal" for a day.
The apartment was across the hall from mine and the car was parked in front of my window. I was exhausted just being a spectator. I worried about the child being left alone in the car and I cringed at the sounds of things being thrown, especially when some sounds were clearly a person being hit and pushed.
I think about this family occasionally and know that there are many families like this one. Children being raised by troubled adults who have no idea how to raise children. What a vicious cycle. Breaking that chain is more than difficult.
Have you been around situations like this?
Thursday, June 13, 2013
Saturday, June 8, 2013
I found a wire basket and some older tablecloths in a pleasant shop full of collectables.
We spent a few hours scouring each item in the Buffalo Bill Cody museum and then listened to hand held tour info while walking through the steamboat.
Down the street from Buffalo Bill's museum is a shop for guys, American Pickers on television sell some of their stuff here. They also have tee shirts and plaques and books they wrote. This place was busier with tourists than the Buffalo Bill museum. Tourists were lined up out front waiting for the American Pickers store to open.
The visit to Leclaire Iowa was interesting and fun and the natural beauty of the town will be a pleasant memory for me for a long time.
Tuesday, June 4, 2013
|One of the many displays in the museum.|
|An elaborate hat with beautiful handiwork.|
|The new museum.|
|The old building on blocks.|
A few years ago a horrendous flood damaged much of that part of Iowa and there are signs of continuing rehab and refurbish, as well as many people mentioning the flood in conversation. It made an impact on all their lives.
The Czech Museum was on lower ground and the muddy waters thoroughly damaged the museum and all the books. The books are being slowly and meticulously restored by professionals using modern techniques. The building was emptied, lifted up on blocks and moved to the current location across the street from where it was, and stands majestically on the hill looking down on the scene of the flood damage. We watched an interesting movie of the process of the huge undertaking of the move. The Czech community came together to work quickly and efficiently in the effort to salvage the bones of the building, move it to higher ground, rebuild and expand. The "new" museum has been open over a year and is absolutely beautiful. The community has come a long way from the humble beginnings of Czech immigrants.
Many of my neighbors and friends are Czech, which made the excursion to the museum even more interesting. Of course I bought a souvenir tee shirt there and enjoy remembering my time there every time I wear the shirt.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
|Across the street is old train depot that is now a restaurant.|