Dear Minneapolis Mayor Betsy Hodges and members of the City Council:
I have lived in north Minneapolis for eight years. I am active in my neighborhood. I volunteer here. I attend block club meetings. I report any and all suspicious activity to the police when I see it.
I am writing to express concern, frustration and sadness about what is happening in my neighborhood. As a high school special education teacher, I couldn't afford to buy a place in south Minneapolis, and my heart and mind were set on living in the actual city. I found a charming house in the Victory neighborhood, which many people assured me was the "good" part of north Minneapolis.
Over the past eight years, I have come to realize that while I may be in the "good" part, all of north Minneapolis is one place. I am affected deeply by the troubles that continue to plague our community.
I have been victimized by property crimes like vandalism and attempted burglary. I have seen drug deals within a block of my house. My late boyfriend witnessed an armed home invasion next door. I have heard my neighbor's story of getting robbed while out looking for his cat. I have heard the story of my next-door neighbor being threatened by a man after stopping to help a woman the man had abused. I have seen men coming from a house across the street with guns in their waistbands. I have found drug paraphernalia while walking my dog. Many of my neighbors' houses and cars have been broken into. These incidents have prompted me to put chains and padlocks around my gates. I installed a security alarm. Had a neighbor down the alley not installed an outdoor camera, I would have done that, too.
And remember, I live in the "good" part.
Most important, my boyfriend was killed in north Minneapolis in 2014, about a mile from my house. He offered to give a ride to an acquaintance, who asked him to stop at a house so he could run inside. When people inside the house saw that person, they came out shooting. My boyfriend, shot in the head and neck, died immediately. He was completely innocent.
My late boyfriend's family and I were not notified of this tragedy, even though he had been driving my car and had identification on him. We drove for hours, from hospital to hospital, asking about our missing loved one. We heard of a shooting on the North Side, and I called the Fourth Precinct. The precinct confirmed there had been an incident but could not give more details. My boyfriend died at 10 p.m. on a Sunday. We learned of his death at 4 a.m. Monday, when his mom called the Hennepin County Coroner's Office.