(IJCH) It's not a Trailer Park! It's a "Mobile Home Community"! (or How I learned about the Community's Unwritten Rules)


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IJCH - Inside JaiChai's Head (meaning: My warped, personal opinions and musings)

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I am JaiChai.

And if I haven't had the pleasure of meeting you before, I'm delighted to make your acquaintance now.


"Trailer Trash Mobile Home Community Living" - I Love it!


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(Many years ago...)

As a lowly ranked enlisted serviceman stationed at NAS Cecil Field, Jacksonville, FL in the early 80's, I and a buddy shared a trailor - Oops, excuse me, a "mobile home" - about 20 minutes off-base.

But in reality it was (as most non-mobile home dwelling people would say) a classic "Poor Trailer Trash" community.

There was VERY HIGH unemployment; especially among the working age males. It was a drug den and a "rest/pickup stop" for hookers (of various dubious ages).

Known by the city social workers as "Alcohol Anonymous' Recidivism Hell", it also was, ironically, a "stationary" gypsy-like camp for all sorts of fascinating characters.

My buddy and I loved living there.


Big Fish in a Small Pond


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Funny thing.

Since we had steady paychecks - albeit, miniscule, we were considered rich, young and available among the females in the trailer park.

It was not uncommon for neighbors to come knockin' at odd hours with faux tales of woe (just to get a free beer and watch our cable TV).

Yes, my buddy and I were regarded as (relatively speaking) two young men living "the High Life".


Trailor Park Mobile Home Community Justice


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One day, a female neighbor woke me up at 3:30a.m. and was hysterical.

She said the trailer park community had acted as judge and jury to a friend of her's and beat the "holy shit out of him"!


JaiChai to the Rescue - Kinda?


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Since I was a Medic, I grabbed my "Johnny Gauge" bag (I know. Most of y'all are way too young to remember shows like "Emergency", "Hillstreet Blues", "St. Eleswhere", "M.A.S.H." and "One-Adam-Twelve", etc.) and followed the distressed woman to her trailer

Shit! I mean "mobile home"!

The guilty perpetrator was semi-conscious and mumbling sporadically.

But his vital signs were stable and pupils were PERRLA (equal, round, reactive to light and accomodating).

He was oriented X 3 (person, place and date/time), covered from head to toe in varying viscosities of drying blood, multiple lacerations and abrasions - from being dragged by his ankles over the whole perimeter of the park's asphalt, multiple contusions - from hundreds of kicks to his torso and head, a dislocated shoulder and possibly, a few broken ribs.

I think the only reason he was still conscious and not screaming his head off in pain was probably due to (what I suspected) a huge amount of chemically induced "courage", exacerbated with copious amounts of tequilla.

In fact, he kept mumbling for more alcohol as I fixed him up.

I quickly put a plastic cervical collar around his neck, immobilized his shoulder with a sling made from the ubiquitous, government issue, olive drab (green) triangular bandage, and then attended to his other, less serious injuries.

With wounds cleaned and dressed, ribs taped and two bags of Normal Saline, then Lactated Ringer's infused (via large bore, 16g IV needles into each antecubital space - the inside of the elbow), he was snoring like a baby on the neighbor's rat-infested, soon-to-be-fossilized living room couch.

I told her to make sure he gets a check-up at the downtown, public free clinic as soon as possible for an X-Ray.


Gratitude Reciprocated


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Before going back to my place, my neighbor showed her appreciation for my help with her legendary, trademarked "Best Ass Hooker in the Park" special Thank-You.

(I will leave that form of thank-you up to your imagination.)

She also promised to get the injured man a check-up as soon as possible.


Hmmm..."Unwritten Rules"?


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After her "Special Thank-You", I got dressed, picked up my bag and headed out the door.

But before leaving her trailer mobile home, I asked, "What was this guy's heinous crime?"

"He broke one of our biggest rules here."

I was a little confused. I already knew all the laws and regulations contained in my lease and never once did I read "Vigilante Justice is authorized"!

And since I'd never seen any additional written guidance (e.g., an official "Park Rules Handbook"), I asked, "What big rule was that?"

"He raped one of our own yesterday night," she said, nonchalantly.

"Oh yeah? Who?" I inquired, just a wee-bit curious by now.

With a half-smile, she said, "Me."

Imagine that?


By JaiChai

May you and yours be well and love life today.



Really Appreciate You Stopping By.

Truly hope to see you again!

About the Author




Believing that school was too boring, he dropped out of High School early; only to earn an AA, BS and MBA in less than 4 years much later in life – while working full-time as a Navy/Marine Corps Medic.

In spite of a fear of heights and deep water, he performed high altitude, free-fall parachute jumps and hazardous diving ops in deep, open ocean water.




After 24 years of active duty, he retired in Asia.

Since then, he's been a full-time, single papa and actively pursuing his varied passions (Writing, Disruptive Technology, Computer Science and Cryptocurrency - plus more hobbies too boring or bizarre for most folk).

He lives on an island paradise with his teenage daughter and three dogs.




"My mind was a terrible thing to waste."

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I'm a single papa actively enjoying my varied passions (e.g., Writing, Disruptive Technology, Cryptocurrency, plus more hobbies too bizarre for most folk). I live on an island paradise with my teenage daughter, longtime girlfriend and three dogs.

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