Holy Shit!

Pardon my language, but HOLY SHIT!!

You know... sometimes you realize that you just do not want to know anything about any of your neighbors. Case in point: For almost my entire life I lived down the street from a family named Shelly. Today, one member of that family was arrested for a murder committed in 1969, 41 years ago.

Read this article from the Lowell Sun: Lowell police, DA, crack 1969 'cold case'

Read this article from the Boston Globe too: High school jealousy led to murder of Tewksbury teen 41 years ago, officials say

The two other men arrested were named Brown and Ferreira. One block away from us there were families named Brown and Ferreira (Brown definitely, Ferreira maybe... there was a similar name, but I don't know if it was spelled the same) but, unlike Mr Shelly, we don't recall any of the parent's names.

So, as I said earlier, sometimes it is just better to not know too much about the people living around you.

Damn!