Despite the recession, all around us, young white professionals and college kids were moving into the neighborhood. Our dear neighbors were evicted from their home with little warning. The head of their household was the heart of the neighborhood, with an open door and delicious food to share; she offered refuge for many of [the] young people in the neighborhood and knew how to keep them out of trouble. The landlord’s excuse was that the house needed to be repaired, and that the family would be welcome to reapply to rent it afterwards, just like anyone else.
They had to move away to another city. The youngest son was forced to switch schools just after being accepted onto his high school football team.
The landlord did a month of negligible repairs on the house and put it on the market. Someone repeatedly stole the “for sale” sign out of the yard until the landlord had to keep it in the window. Finally, the house was rented out at something like double the old rent. The nice white couple that moved in reported to us that the landlord had told them that the previous tenants had died.