Hard times hadn't hardened my hyper-liberal values.
I had no children.
And, aging, I needed to sell the house in West Hartford, Connecticut to escape the continual physical labor and unexpected costs associated with home ownership.
However, I did do what was right. I asked the real estate agent if I had to disclose that a convicted child molester lived next door. He had recently been released from prison and was bunking with his parents. The potential buyer had a toddler and another child on the way.
No, the real estate agent informed me. I stuck with that legality. Since I relocated to another part of CT I never found out if any problems developed because of the child molester next door.
But to the present time, I wonder if the law should mandate the disclosure of that kind of information, along with the presence of lead paint.
We know now that those kinds of sexual compulsions can't be "cured."
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