It stood there for over 40 years!!
Yesterday I had to take it down. It was a real
painful thing to have to take it from the spot
where my father had placed it some 40 years
before. He locked it to the fence with a reinforced
bike lock to keep people from taking it out
of our yard. It has seen some brutal winters
and some very bad weather in the mean time.
Dad pampered it and so did I ..last summer
I cleaned and sprayed it with rustoleum for
what was to be my last time.
I went out in the yard and noticed it leaning
to one side. This was very unusualfor it always
stood over 6ft tall and strongly in one spot. I immediately
knew foul play was at hand. No amount of argument
would tell me differently. On March 15th this year we had
over 4 inches of snow and it laid heavily on everything. I
took pictures of the windmill and the snow that covered it.
Later that day I went out and made sure the windmill was okay
and free of ice so that it would turn freely. It was fine,standing
tall and strong as it had been all these years.
Yesterday I noticed that one of the legs was bent and that most of
the other legs were completely out of the ground from the position
they had been in. I KNEW that the NEIGHBORS had something to
do with this.. I COULD NOT PROVE IT! The windmill sat attached
to the fence directly in front of their steps where they gather and
fool around. It was attached in such a way that you could NOT pull
it all the way out of the lock that was wound around it. My sister
and I had to cut the lock off to remove the windmill.
Pulling that windmill out of the rest of the ground ,we could see that
it had been kicked or hit in a way as to dent the leg. I was going
right indoors to call the police and then the neighbors showed up.
YES laughing and giggling as we took it to the garage. These are
scary young men in their twenties, as far as I know. I told my mother
that to have the police come here could bring even more trouble to
us so we elected NOT to call them. I think it was the right decision.
God only knows what else they are capable of in a drunken and drugged
We have enough trouble dealing with the noise etc now..
to call the police into the whole thing.. when we could not
PROVE they did anything. SO.. my sister will take the windmill
to her home and place it in a great place of honor so that she
can look at it from now on. We always relied on it to tell us
how hard the wind was blowing or how high the snow was
by looking to see how high up the legs it would go. Looking
at the empty spot where it stood now only tells us that
nothing in the world is forever and that time does march on.