Wednesday, November 22, 2006
My first glimpse of her is someone with class. She is elderly and I
will find out later is in her late 80's. I love this woman from the
first time I lay my eyes on her and know she will be fun if nothing
else. Her husband was a producer in the early days of Hollywood and died
about fiteen years prior to her coming to see me.
She did not
appear to have much money, but appearances can be deceiving. She truly
seemed to be the definition of old money at least as it applies to LA.
She had enough interest coming in to pay for the necessities of life and
did not need to sell off anything to keep going.The reason she came to
my office was because of a neighbor.
Let's call the woman L for
lovely. L had been living in the same house for almost sixty years. It
was built at a time where the houses and lots were still large and for
the first 40 years she lived there, she had only two different families
living next door. In the past twenty years, the house next door had
changed hands more frequently, but still was fairly stable until J moved
in which was about a year before L came to me.
J had made a
bunch of money on a dot com and was trying to get in the movie business.
He was flashy and obnoxious and basically just an arrogant ass. Shortly
after his moving in next door, he paid L a visit and basically demanded
that she sell him her house and lot because he had big plans and needed
more space. He wanted to tear down her house and expand his house. He
acted as if he expected her to just jump up and down and say yea!!,
Mister I have been waiting for someone to come along and buy me out from
my house. Instead she treated him with respect but basically told him
to kiss off and that she was not selling.
Well, Mr J, did not
appreciate being said no to, and decided to scare L out of her house. He
first began hosting parties that lasted well into the night and made
sure to be as loud as possible, as late as possible. He had his guests
park on the street in front of L's home and basically tried to make her
life a living hell. This behavior went on for almost six months every
night. Seriously, he took off like 10 nights over the 6 month period but
otherwise just kept repeating this behavior every night.Remarkably, L
did not call the police to report the noise, although other more distant
neighbors would from time to time call to report the noise.
J
managed to find L's phone number and would call her repeatedly day and
night. Now obviously much of this came from L, but she told me she
answered everyone of his calls when she was home. She did not have an
answering machine or voice mail, and did not even have call waiting. She
did not want to inconvenience her friends by leaving the phone off the
hook, or by changing her number. She had the same number forever and so
no reason to change now. Could I fall more in love with this woman?
At
least once a day, J would come by L's house (maybe he should have got a
job) and harrangue her in person, and she remained her calm, dignified
self and would always invite him into her home and even offer him coffee
or a drink depending on his time of visit. L refused to drink before
5pm. When L was relating this story, I could see the twinkle in her eye
as she was relating it, but she never really let me into what J's
reaction was to this class and dignity everyday. I am sure there must
have been days when he was in a rage and sometimes he must have just
been confused.
This same pattern continued until about two weeks
before she came into my office. Then one day, J went over to L's house
and simply said that someone had contacted the real estate agent he had
used to purchase the house and had offered a great deal of money for J's
house and that he was going to accept it because according to J, he had
the craziest neighbor in the entire world.
The reason L came
into my office was to set up an LLC to finalize the offer she had made
to J's real estate agent through a third party and never knew what hit
him.The way she told the tale, is the same way I am telling you now,
although when she got to the payoff line, it was the first time I saw
just how beautiful a smile could be, but it would not be the last.
We
watched the moving vans at J's house together from her windows and she
even broke her no drinking before 5pm rule just that once.
I know
that you all want gossip everyday and I will make sure to deliver, but
sometimes it is nice to reflect on what Hollywood used to be and how
grace and class can conquer all. I wanted something nice to say this day
before Thanksgiving and also to remember my friend L who passed away
earlier this fall.
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