My father drove truck and worked the warehouse at Finkle's Distributing company for years. They finally started paying him a small amount every week if he would please stop coming to work. He just didn't know how to stay home and not go to work. Needless to say, he was driving everyone crazy in his "retirement". My church put in a request for a new maintenance man and I thought it would be a great job for him since he lived around the corner from the church.
When I gave him the application, he shoved it back at me and said, "I can't work for a church." I assured him the parishoners did not care about his nonreligious stance. He reiterated that he would not be welcome in a church. I asked him why he thought that and he told me he had been arrested. I assured him that minor offenses for drinking would not be a problem. He again said "No, they won't have me. It wasn't minor." Now I was interested. "Really!" I said in surprise. He hung his head a little and said "I got 30 days for it." This was shocking news. "What did you do?" I asked in disbelief. He said,"I threw my in-laws out of the house." Relieved I said, "Dad, it's a minor family dispute issue. It won't matter." He stared at me with that John Wayne squint of his and a bit of grin and stated firmly "we lived on the second floor."
He tossed me the application one last time. I found the arrest in the Leader Herald archives later. He literally threw his first wife's mother and brother out a second story window during an argument and spent 30 days in jail. They were injured, but, thank god no one was killed.