Yesterday afternoon, around 3:30, I'm watching The Curious Case Of Benjamin Button and making tomato sauce from the last of the garden tomatoes. I hear all of this shouting. I look outside and it's the next door neighbor, who has only been there 3 months, drunker than a hoot owl and yelling threats at the neighbor on the other side. He yelled stuff like "I'm gonna kick your ass", "You never been in prison" and so forth. He then walked backward onto my property. I went outside to tell him to get off my property. So, he started in on me. He called me punk, mf'er and other stuff. I called 911. Then he said "I'm going to kill you mf'er, gd it" He said it 5 times. He's a hunter and I know he has at least a shotgun. Called 911 back and told them that the situation just escalated. One St. Mary's County Deputy arrived in less than 5 minutes and started talking real calmly to the guy. Finally got him into the house. Another deputy showed up about 5 minutes later, followed by 2 Maryland State Police officers. They all got the guy calmed down and put him to bed. Afterwards, they stood out side my house and I joined them. They said he was calmed down and was almost passed out. I told them I was a Vietnam Vet and had faced crazy dudes with guns before and was not eager to repeat the experience. They told me that his previous house had burned down and that was why they had moved into this house. One of the State Police officers said to me that alcohol, depression and guns are strange bedfellows. (No Shit!) I told them I would not press charges because I was sure he was too drunk to remember making the threats. His wife seems very nice and if their previous house had just burned down, I didn't want to cause any additional misery. They stuck around about 15 minutes and then I thanked them and they left. Throughout the whole thing, I was as calm as a cucumber. I guess the Depakote works.