A new neighbbor moved next door to him in the mobile home community. In conversation, she told him where she'd lived before. It was right across the street from my desert property, which is many miles from there. She named the exact cross streets. When he told her he had friends who owned the property across the road, she said you better tell them there's someone living there. She called him a Pro-Squatter. She even knew his name, at least his first name.
I haven't been up there in years, but I can see the property on Google Earth. It looks like there IS something new there, but it's very small and square. There is a one room structure on the property where Bob had kept his parts. It was vandalized right after he died, but still exists, empty and with all windows broken out. This little white square is not too far from the structure. Maybe it's a tent.
My daughter and her boyfriend want to go up there tomorrow to see what's going on. Glen had said he'd drive by today and take some pictures. We haven't heard from him yet, so don't know if he did or what he found.
Unusual things started going on up there right after Bob died, and I found out about it from a fellow who worked at the same school I did. He lived out that way, was driving down that road, and saw people moving my machinery! That was handled, but I lost a lot. Police told me to post No Trespassing signs on the chain link fence, but before long other people removed the signs AND the fence, stealing the chain link on the 5 acre perimeter. Now I've possibly got a squatter. It's the Mojave desert.
Every time I contact realtors about putting the land up for sale, they tell me there's too much for sale up there and to wait. My local Valley realtors don't want to handle a property 100 miles away, and the realtors in the desert are a lazy bunch who hardly answer their phones and rarely call back. And the desert police make Andy Griffiths' Mayberry look modern.
One of my daughters thinks the land should be put to use for mobile homes. There'd be a lot to find out, and a lot to be done even if it could be done. Zoning, you know, although it is on a main road and I believe is zoned for commercial. And of course there is the matter of water, electric, etc. I sure miss Bob. He had all kinds of plans for that property and the knowledge to do it. But he had no time left on earth.
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