The girl in question has since graduated from High School and is now in college.
My neighbor's kid took a spill at basketball and got a pretty healthy sized bruise. No biggie.
The next day at school, the math teacher, a 1st year, high-strung rookie about 23-24 yo) took 1 look at the bruise and instantly called the child welfare people without asking anybody anything about it. Bam! just like that. No chain of command thru the principal, no questions, no nothing! That ain't right!
Of course, there was a brief investigation. No wrongdoing of any kind, still my neighbor was pissed of to the max because he was 'now in the system'.
I got him calmed down and what we did was evil.
He called the school and told them that I was going to pick up his kid after basketball practice. He gave me a note. He waited at home.
I took kitty and we got out of the pickup around the corner, out of sight. Kitty and I did the SEC bit and Trish and Ms Crunt were at the door. I handed the note to the teacher and Trish led me off to the truck asking me who was driving. I said I would if she told me which way to go.
Then Trish asked if we could go to the rifle range on the way home.
Ms Crunt went through the roof babbling all sorts of craziness about a blind man driving and taking a little kid shooting. She followed us out to the truck screaming and babbling all sorts of shit. God, it was funny! Kitty made a beeline for the truck, as he HATES yelling. I followed, guides partly by cane, partly by Trish.
With her carrying on and Trish and I totally ignoring her, it's a good thing there were no witnesses. They'd have taken all three of us straight to the booby hatch.
We got in and fired up the rig and drove off amid threats of LEOs and Child welfare people.
Fifty feet out, we both started laughing so hard I almost had a for real accident.
The bait had been put out, the trap set.
Shortly after I dropped Trish off, Bob got 2 calls, 1 from the principal and the other from Child welfare. Meeting set for after school Mon.
Bob later said that he fenced pretty well with them and managed to make Ms Crunt look like the idiot she is. ('Whadda ya mean blind guy?' He's a Merchant Marine Officer!)
Then he went in for the kill.
He dialed me on the cell phone and I was there inside a couple of minutes, in a jacket and tie, wearing sunglasses. Trish met me at the door and took me to the conference room by the hand.
"That's him! There's the blind man!"
I took off my sunglasses and looked at her like she was nuts.
"You're gonna get fat if you keep up your exercise program," I said.
"Running off at the mouth, jumping to conclusions, and dragging a good man's name through the mud is NOT good exercise," I said.
"But you has a cane and a guide animal!"
"The cane was a stick. I twisted my ankle a bit. Blind people use a foldup cane, if you never noticed, and the animal was a CAT. Who ever heard of a seeing eye cat? That's a good one, Seeing Eye Cat!"
I shook my head, looking at her like she was nuts, and laughed.
The kiddie cop laughed outright. "Seeing eye cat, that's pretty good," he said.
Even the principal smiled.
Ms.Crunt sat there looking pretty damned stupid!
The kiddie cop asked about the rifle range.
Mike said that Trish goes there to practice her Archery so she'll be ready for Spring Archery season, coming up soon. He pointed out that archery was a SCHOOL ACTIVITY and Trish took it last year, and planned to take it again.
As far as the rifle part went, He said that although he never owned a firearm and didn't see getting one in the future, that he wanted to have his daughter learn to safely know how to handle one in case someone ever handed her one.
Then he said, "Capt Pic is on several fine rifle teams and is obviously the guy to teach her. He's actually shot in the National Matches!"(Yeah, the JCG and Springfield matches. BFD)
The kiddie cop seemed impressed, which surprised me to no end. He actually said gun safety was a good idea!
Ms Crunt pouted. She looked on the verge of tears.
I then answered several questions about Bob and his relationship with Trish and then was asked to take Trish home.
We quietly hung outside the room for a while before we left, and there was all sorts of teary sobbing as the Kiddie cop and the Principal went to work on poor little Ms Crunt.
They hammered her big time.
I heard the principal tell little Ms Crunt that "If she saw 50' flames, she was NOT to call the Fire Department until she had notified her first!" More tears.
Trish and I left,with me stopping off on the way home at the liquor store for a 1/2 pint. I was shaking like a leaf. The after action shakes.I needed a belt just to settle down.
We waited about an hour.
Final score: Lions-5; Christians-0.
1.Teacher on probation.
2. Principal pleading for no lawsuit.(agreed)
3.Kid gets tuition for free to grade 12.
4.Kiddie cop made everything go away except 1st contact report, and put a note on that declaring initial complaint proved to be a questionably criminal act on the part of Ms Crunt.(ouch!)
5. Trish pulled out of Ms Crunt's math class and put in another a bit more advanced, and the teacher there is supposed to 'work with Trish' to help her catch up.
Bob owes me a steak dinner,and a new pair of shorts. Kitty gets gourmet food and goes back into retirement.