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AZ has some beauty to behold for sure but there is the water problem and many, many bad people that have immigrated from Kalifornica. Also, if you get bit by one of their bugs, you may die.
Sold my home in Minnesota and moved to AZ. I lived there for just over a year. Was shot at in North Phoenix, several times. Bullet holes in my 5th wheel and F350. Did not like that at all.
Moved to a small town West of Phoenix, a nice quiet little community and snuggled into a nice little spot by the river. Technically speaking, it was a dry river bed but there was a "No Diving" sign on the bridge over it. Funny stuff.
Anyway, we're house shopping and enjoying the Black Widows, scorpions, rattle snakes, found a family of em not 20 feet from where we parked. Never told the wife about that.
Fought off javelinas and the occasional desert burro. We actually figured we could put up with all that but the final straw came when one night after a nice dinner, we were just going to sit back and watch the tube. My wife says lets just not turn it on and listen to the night instead.
I'm good with that, so I open the door and the first thing I hear are cries for help. Before I could stop her she was out the door and running towards the commotion. I caught up with her about halfway there.
Two guys were beating a third fella to death with softball sized rocks. Slamming him up against someone's trailer (the occupants closed their curtains and shut the lights off), kicking and stomping . . . . Well . . . his head was split open and blood everywhere.
By this time I had grabbed my wife and told her to get back to the 5th wheel and call 911. Being from Wisconsin and wanting to help but about as naive as it gets, I ran forward and yelled a string of obscenities along with a demand that they quit beating this fella. I'm a big guy myself but this boy was BIG. Very intense at the time.
To my surprise, they quit beating the victim, stood up and one guy who could easily be a brother of the biker character in Ocean's eleven, only meaner, stands up and he is a big boy.
I am yelling at the top of my lungs for them to get the H-E- double hockey sticks out of there, he approaches me and says he was just helping this poor guy up cause he fell down the embankment. What ever.
Anyway, He and his partner jumped into his car and away he went. Cops show about a minute later, 4 minutes later, they have both in custody. Long story short, we identify them, we're subpoenaed to appear in court.
First, they wanted to try it in Mericopa County but it got kicked back to the small town. The attempted murder was plead to 5th degree assault and during the two months of waiting we had this bad azz show up at our home, restaurant, when eating out, grocery store, etc. Always a big smile on his face and a howdy do.
The good was we saved someone's life that night. He and his parents came by and thanked us for saving him. Called us guardian angels. My wife maybe. Me, not so sure about that angel thing.
The whole affair was instructional and very frightening. When court time came, we said our piece, left the court house and pointed our F350 North, skedaddled back to Wisconsin. Oh yeah, Arizona was a great time.