Gladys Kravitz

Remember the old 'Bewitched' series from the 1960's? If so, remember the first Mrs. Kravitz on the show? She was Samantha Stevens neighbor and was always spying on them and trying to find out as much as she could about them and what was going on inside their home. Well, guess what? We've got a Gladys Kravitz next to us here in this RV Park in Vegas!

Yep, that's right. Actually, at first it was kind of amusing for Mark and I but later, the more she talked it became quite evident that she's missing a few 'marbles', or something. We got a knock on our door around 9:30 a couple of nights ago and this lady appeared at our door explaining she was in the motorhome next to us. It was quite cool outside with high winds so I invited her in. Big mistake!

She's probably in her mid 60's and was probably trying to be neighborly, in her own way. She had brought over a piece of cake and some type of greeting cards. The first thing she wanted to know was "how to spell our name" Huh? Well, it got stranger from there. She wanted to know the "Year" our kids were born...hmmmmm, ok. We first thought maybe she was trying to sell the cards once she explained she had made them herself and handed them to me. But no, that wasn't the case either.

She went on to say that when she had knocked on our door she "hoped she could get in to get a look at our RV"...Huh? Wow, this was really getting strange. She talked for at least 45 minutes. She would be in the middle of a sentence and then start tapping her head really hard and forget what she was talking about and just changed subjects. She finally was leaving and then insisted that we come over and see a picture of a $16,000 purse she had taken on the Vegas strip?? I explained I couldn't I had to make an important call. Well, that didn't work...she was insistent, so we went next door for a few minutes.

Things continued to get stranger by the minute. She continued forgetting what she was talking about and changing subjects and hitting herself on the head. At one time she went from discussing cookies to telling Mark--"Hey, I have just the thing for you! Check this out and then showed Mark a special hearing aid device for listening to the TV. Huh? I tried really hard not to laugh...of course, Mark doesn't have a hearing problem. We finally got out of there. Whew!

Back home only a few minutes, a knock on the door. She wanted to give us a printed copy of a picture of this $16,000 purse. Ok...thanks I guess. She came back again knocking on the door for something else a couple more times--I can't even remember them all by that time. By 11:00 p.m. she had finally left. I told Mark to remind me not to be so neighborly in the future!

She was back first thing the following morning but Mark explained I wasn't feeling well (just couldn't handle her quite that early). Fortunately, appears she has new friends across the street now. Yipppeee! But seriously, it was quite evident something was wrong with her and we really felt sorry for her. It certainly didn't seem like dementia or Alzheimers, but there was something wrong. She was in a very expensive motor home and drove a nice Mercedes Benz. But bless her heart, she was a sweet lady but she obviously had some kind of problem.

P.S. I can say I now have a new found respect for Samantha Stevens on Bewitched.