In 1997 to 2001 my kids and I lived in a Duplex.  There were two Duplexes that were side by side for a total of four.  During that time, we had a neighbor named Florence.   Florence and I didn't get along very well at first, but we had some interesting situations that brought us to be friends.

 When Florence went to work, I ended up watching her two children.  She didn't ask me to watch them, but I just did.  I wanted to make sure that they were alright, and for the most part, I didn't mind watching them, but sometimes my kids and I wanted to just spend our time together.

 Florence told me one day that she wanted a "relationship" with another woman.  I was pretty uncomfortable with her telling me that.  I didn't know if she was hinting to me, or what.  Soon after that, she got what she wanted.  She got a "girlfriend" named Divine.

 One night Florence asked me if I wanted to go out with her and Divine, and I said, "No".  I was surprised that she even asked me to go out with them.  They ended up going to a bar that was somewhat known for being a place for bi-sexuals, and I was glad that I didn't go with them.

 Florence and Divine ended up getting into a fight at the bar, and the police showed up.  I guess they had a lover's quarrel because of jealousy.  Divine later showed up at Florence's apartment again, and they got into another fight.  I didn't know anything about it because I was asleep.

 Then at two o'clock in the morning, I got a phone call, and I didn't know who it was at first because I just woke up, and the person on the other phone was screaming.  I soon realized that it was Florence's son Daniel, so I went over there to see what was going on.

 Florence told me what had happened through the night, and that Divine was on her way back over there.  I called 911 and reminded them about Florence and Divine's two other fights that night, and that Divine was on her way back over there to fight Florence again.  I also told the 911 operator that I was Florence's neighbor, and that I would try to keep them from fighting again while the police were on their way there.

 Divine arrived at Florence's apartment soon after that, and the fight was on "again".  I told Florence to just stay in her apartment, but she didn't listen to me.  Florence and Divine immediately started fighting, and I guess that Divine didn't like the fact that I was there, so she hit me too.  Even after she hit me, all I wanted to do was to break up the fight, after all the police were on their way over there.

 I was trying to figure out how to break up the fight without hurting anyone, so I grabbed the back of Divine's shirt, and then her shirt tore right off.  Florence and Divine were still fighting, so then I grabbed Divine's bra, and her bra broke off.  They continued to fight, so I grabbed Divine by her pants, and no, her pants didn't tear off,  but she was swinging in the air as I was holding her by her pants. 

 The fight was finally over, and Divine was either too mad, drunk, or both, to realize that she was half naked.  The three of us were standing there talking, and all of a sudden, Divine looked down at her bare chest.  Florence and I burst into laughter !

 Right after that, the police showed up.  There were five cop cars, and Divine tried to hide her bare chest, but it was too late.   All the cops saw her without a shirt or bra on, and everyone else saw her half naked too.  The commotion woke all of my neighbors, including my kids.

 I was kind of scared that I was going to be in trouble for tearing Divine's shirt and bra off, so I told a cop that,  "Honestly, I was just trying to break up the fight".  The cop couldn't hold it back anymore.  He exploded into laughter, then all of the other cops started laughing.

 My son Richard kept Divine's shirt for years as a souvenier.  I think he might have finally thrown it away.

 My kids and I will never forget "My Very Own Jerry Springer Show", or should I say "Sherry Springer"?   Sherry !, Sherry !, Sherry !

 By: Sherry Grimes

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