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February 12, 2012


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Ms. Jayne

So...I came by way of Hollywood. Not the actual star-studded city of lights that doubles as the underbelly of scourge should you care to lift the rug; but the Hollywood Where Hot Comes to Die. Two things. I'm glad you bought a shirt or else I might have never stumbled upon you- and I'm thankful for you sharing this harrowing experience. You officially have a new reader.


So glad that you and your fam weren't harmed; so sorry that your safety mattered more because you and your fam weren't who they were expecting to see.

Busy Bee Suz

That is really frightening; your Mom was so brave! I know where you get the good stuff from.


So scary.

Green Girl In Wisconsin

That would be terrifying.
And you describe exactly the kind of neighborhood I imagine all over the west coast.

Aunt Snow

Ah, the bad old days of Venice Beach - and Times Square, too. The '70s were really pretty grim, although at the time we thought it was normal. Your mom was brave.

I didn't have time to answer Mrs. G's questions, but I don't think I actually have been afraid for my life.


You weren't kidding when you said that deserved a post of its own. Kudos to your mom.

Susan @ A Slice of my Life

It's so sad that it matters who/what someone thinks you are than just that you need help. I'm really glad it turned out ok.

Karen (formerly kcinnova)

Jenn, I think I might have nightmares just from reading this.


Can't believe I never before had an image of your younger life in my mind. Now I want to know if you read Pearl's blog...must find you a link. She has a post about her mom dealing with a night like this, and it sticks with me...Arghghgh. Will go hunt around.


Wow, this sounds horrifying. 20 minutes for police to show up???
One time my ex and I were having a pretty intense fight, in which I was yelling at the top of my lungs (cause that's how I best felt I needed to communicate with his drunk ass at the time) and within a few minutes of the fight beginning, the cops were there-courtesy of a friendly neighbor (who prob just wanted me to shut up so he could sleep).
How very lucky that the bad guys couldn't get in!!!

She Curmudgeon

This is a really haunting, powerful piece of writing, Jenn, for all that it's short. Whenever you share something of your childhood with us I just am so thankful that you're here and writing and raising your wonderful kids and putting your lovely positive self out there in the world-- and occasionally sharing these thought-provoking and intense recollections, despite how personal and painful those recollections might be. Thank you.

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