The worst years of my life were living next door to an Orleans Parish Sheriff. He would follow my friends home, he would spit out his gum onto my sidewalk, he let my dogs out of the yard every day for a week, he would blow his leaves onto my yard, he would let his dog bark all day and all night, he would hang his running leaf blower on the fence at 8:00 in the morning on a weekend. I really could go on and on.<p>There was no use getting help from the city. One night at maybe 1:00 AM I called the police because of the barking. He told me maybe I should just move.<p>I look at the police in a totally different way now. He was so clearly in the wrong and such a menace to all of the neighbors. Yet somehow he had an entire department on his side - a department he didn&#x27;t even belong to. I told his wife my next step was the FBI. They moved shortly after that.<p>I&#x27;m sure wherever he is that he is harassing everyone around him. I can only imagine how his lack of ethics translates into his professional life.