Beeping Cabbie and Stolen Letter.
I'll continue publishing these reports all week, one every day.
First, they expose a potential office holder (I've heard State House and County Council) as a bigot who thinks nothing of threatening official retaliation against police officers when they decline to do what she wants. Second, they show she's nutz, and worse than that, as mean as cat shit. Third, they reveal that the oft-maligned Easton police department, is actually very professional. Fourth, they rebut her claim, made several times, that she called police to complain about me on August 26.
But the best reason is they're fun to read. Today, we have the second floor chop shop. Tomorrow, it will be scary drug dealers who tool up and down Mezzacapa's block in loud cars. Wednesday, the beeping cabbie makes a return appearance. Thursday, Mezzacappa becomes a self-appointed meter maid. Friday, you'll have the biggie, the case of Bernie the Burglar. West Easton's entire budget on police must be spent responding to the Wicked Witch.
May 31, 2011, 4:27 PM:
Easton Patrolman Kevin VanHorn is dispatched to Tricia Mezzacappa's home. Like Gladys Kravitz from Bewitched, she's one of those nosy neighbors who keep police busy with nuisance complaints. This time, she claims there's a chop shop ... on the second floor ... of one of her neighbors. Predictably, the officer is unable to find anything to substantiate this wild accusation.
Mezzacappa Spots Chop Shop ... On a Second Floor