Mediation Coming Soon

betrayal elder abuseWell, we went to court. The lawyer for the foursome, as I’ve come to consider them, tried hard to pull a few fast ones. Luckily, a lawyer that we spoke to on Monday, before the court hearing, had already agreed to stand up for me so that I wouldn’t have to speak to the judge myself. In the end, it was a hilarious day, but now, mediation is coming soon.

April 24, 2018

I have never been in a courtroom enough to see two lawyers butt head…But I managed to on this day. First, the foursome’s lawyer pulled me aside and tried really hard to find out if I’d drop the case. I said, “no”. So, she came back stating that they would not sue me for their legal fees if I agreed to drop it now. That kind of annoyed me. I did not know that they were suing me for their legal fees, but the idea that they would say, “we will drop it, so you do not have to pay $3,000.00 irked me.” I mean $73,000-dollar piece of land vs $3,000. First and foremost, My dad invested more than they invested in a lawyer before he died…and Allen could have matched it with what he put into above and beyond what dad put into it. She must not be that great a lawyer…Plus, their rush to end it, makes me think they are scared. Anyway…I told her “NO. I have a case and I’m not quitting”. Then, Mr. Tucker came into the room and I pretty much fell down waiting to get out of the courtroom….

The Lawyers Go Head to Head

In 30 seconds or less, I got to watch the foursome’s lawyer fail. She stood up and immediately stated that she wanted it to go to trial that day. Mr. Trucker piped up with, “that’s not possible. It is slated to be a jury trial and there is no jury. They haven’t even done mediation yet.” Their lawyer looked at the judge and said, “I don’t remember seeing that.” To which the lawyer that I had spoken to for less than an hour the day before, asked for my files and produced the document that would prove it was a jury trial and said, “Its right here”. Their lawyer shuffles paper for a minute and says, “I’m sorry your honor. It was my oversight.” And she went to sit down. I thanked Mr. Tucker and walked out. The foursome walked out before we did, and one of them stated, I think it was dads brother, “I knew it wouldn’t work”. They tried to force my hand and failed…in front of a judge. I cannot imagine that puts them in a positive light. I say, perhaps it is no wonder they only have paid her $3,000. Anyway…the judge said since it has to go to mediation before trial, he suggested we do mediation as soon as possible. So, we continue to fight elder abuse for a little longer. Not that my fight will ever end.

After the Courtroom

End Elderly AbuseThe foursome’s lawyer somehow found my email by Wednesday after court, suggesting we set up a mediation immediately. It was stated in court that I was searching for legal council still, so I used that. She told me that she would be in contact on Monday to find out about a date. On Friday, before then, I talked to another lawyer who may be interested in taking the case, which once again gets their lawyer off me…However, a week later and still no word as to whether he will actually take the case or not. I am praying that he does. Without him, I am not sure that I will stand a chance. I never would have caught that there were other things to do before going to a jury trial like Tucker did. I am 100% grateful that he was there for me to stand up with me…and if his caseload wasn’t so heavy, I’d gladly be hiring him, just as a thank you for what he did on April 24. Either way, for now, Jack Parkinson’s battle is still raging on!!!!

Hi Ho Hi Ho Its Off to Court We Go; Again

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End Elderly AbuseLife is kind of Crazy right now. The courts did not give me any warning. I still have not received any notice of an upcoming court date. But I have to be in the court room come Tuesday morning. What is it about? I do not know anything beyond the estate of Jack Parkinson. The courts will not tell me anything beyond that. Luckily, I called them, or else it may have just slipped past and cost me the case. So, Hi Ho Hi Ho….

Hoping for a Continuance

I asked them what were the chances that I could get a continuance. The lady at the court house said only that the judge would talk more to a lawyer than he will to me. I asked her what was the courtroom visit going to be regarding? She said you are the executrix of the estate. Duh, I kind of already know that. I asked is it a pretrial hearing where the judge will ask if I’m ready for trial or what? She said you are executrix. Just show up with a lawyer. “I have no lawyer”. I suggest you get one. Now, this call happened on Wed and I have to be in the court room come Tuesday. Am I the only one who doesn’t have a few grand simply lying around waiting on me to “find a lawyer”, secure a lawyer, and get them in the court room in six days prepared to speak on my behalf? This is even during a weekend, which cuts my timeline down to four days…

The Lawyer

I was content to just show up. I may have lost the case by doing so, but at least I showed up for it. A great friend of mine attempted to search for a lawyer and work out some deals with him, etc. The lawyer has requested I send him all the pertinent information about the case, so he can get an idea of what may be going on before we meet up Monday morning at 9am. At that time, he will decide if he wants the case or not. His words, I don’t want to look like an idiot when I stand before the judge. Makes sense to me…(I was the idiot when I went there on Feb. 27th and was not looking forward to it again). Judges are not happy when you stand up and say “Uhhhh”. LOL. Anyway…I need a lot of luck, so hopefully someone, somewhere, is sending good vibes my way. One cool thing about this all is that because my friend went to church with a couple lawyers, and they are friends with other lawyers. There has been an unexpected twist to it all.

A Helping Hand When I Need It

My friend is friends, through the church, with a guy that is pretty high up the food chain. He was at one time a senator. He knows the new lawyer that we are talking to, also through the church, and has promised to help with advice if needed. He has even gone so far as to say that if the new lawyer decides to NOT take the case, then he personally will stand beside us come Tuesday morning. :O Needless to say, I am impressed. If you have a freaking senator on your side…that could be a major helping hand. Makes me wish I had followed politics a little more so that I would know more about his background, but I Have the hopes that it will bode well for Tuesday and beyond.

Why My Fight Continues

Jack and Pat Parkinson
Jack and Pat Parkinson

I have almost given up on fighting…What’s the point? I’m a poor girl who has lost both parents and everything that they cherished. Seems a waste of effort to battle a case to get their property back knowing that the home they built together has been left open to the elements and needs to be bulldozed. I’ve lost what matters. Why spend thousands on a lawyer that I cannot afford? Because if I do not fight, then I cannot win or lose. I just become a quitter. Because Elder Abuse happens to those we love everyday and if we do not choose to take a stand then it will never get better. Because all my life I’ve just kind of gone with the flow and never fought for anything I believed in. I promised my dad before he passed away that his name; Jack Parkinson, would never be forgotten. That his name would live on long after he passed away. Not just for the houses he built or the fact that the people in his small town knew of him, but because he was a victim of elder abuse and his fight would continue.

It Has Been Awhile….

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End Elderly AbuseI know it has been awhile since my last post…the truth is; things are messy at best. There was a lot of confusion with the lawyer. He changed law firms and my dad’s case ended up shoved aside for a while. When we finally figured out there was an issue, the people who had stolen my dad’s property had already filed to have the case dismissed in the courts. I stated I didn’t want it to just drop, and the lawyer picked up speed on the case. Now, we are moving forward again. We have been in touch with dad’s doctors, the medical release forms have been submitted, and things are starting to move forward. With any luck at all; things will continue to progress. Jack Parkinson has been gone nearly a year…February 23 will be a year since we figure he passed away, since it was proven he was gone at least 24 hours since I found him. He is gone, but he is never far out of my thoughts.

Missing Parents

There is not a day that goes by when I do not think of him in some way. Sometimes it is a thought of how smooth his skin was, how soft his hair was, or some other generic thought. Most day’s it hits me out of no where…the thought, “I wish I could go speak to my dad today”, or “I wish today I could go home and be near where he and my mom built their lives together”. I could honestly handle losing both my parents within 5 years of each other if there was something solid to hold onto. Or maybe if I had simply had the choice to sell out or keep the home that they loved and built together, it would somehow be more okay. It is devastating to know that my dad wanted nothing more than to be placed on his land with my mom and still after nearly a year…his ashes sit in an urn in the living room where I am staying, while she is there where he put her…waiting on his return. There should be some law that makes it so that a person’s final wishes must be kept or the person who denies their final wish will be put into a jail cell…missing out on something that they desire in life. 

Pray for Jack Parkinson

Jack ParkinsonI know that my dad is gone and some say that once that happens, the person knows nothing more. But he was so unhappy being taken advantage of during the final year of his life by those he trusted the most, that I cannot help but think he needs closure. I believe in my heart that he isn’t resting peacefully because he is in an urn rather than with my mom. I believe in my soul that he will not rest as long as someone else is holding his land, the land that he was tricked into giving away. I beg everyone who reads this to pray that I will be successful so that my dad can go home and the two of them can be together in death as they wanted to be. It isn’t fair to keep their ashes apart in death because of a group of people’s greed in life. Pray for us all, please.

Lawyers Kind of Suck…

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It has been a while since I checked in. I had hoped to have good news about my dad’s elderly abuse, financial exploitation case, but as of yet, the thieves have still come out ahead. The lawyer is stalling a little bit. He says he is trying to contact my dad’s primary care physician for an interview and is supposed to be updating me as soon as he talks to them, but so far….he hasn’t contacted me to tell me how that went. 

My Not So Nice Wishes

I personally am in a horrible place. I want to go by my parents home to see what is left…what more they have destroyed, but I cannot bring myself to go near the home that I loved. That my parents built and that my family wanted. Not the thieves part of my family, but my kids…the rightful people who should have been allowed to call it theirs. I still say that the house and land are cursed and all who touch it will suffer. My uncle will one day face child abuse charges for the molestation that he did to me, my daughter, and several other young girls. The nurse who doesn’t turn him in will lose her license for covering and perhaps even encouraging the molestation of others to take place. The same thing for the social worker…and I want them all to end up divorced. LOL. There is justice in that. They deserve the pain that my dad felt knowing his own family had turned their backs on him and stolen everything he cared about from him. I still say that the last year of my dad’s life, almost to the day, was hell on Earth since he became an elder abuse victim at the hands of his own family. His own flesh and blood. His own brother and sister in law. I want to rectify it. I want to see justice done and I will be trying to tell his story until my last breath. I have not changed my mind on that. 

Elder Abuse Hurts

As you can tell, I am still stinging. My dad’s ashes sit here instead of being put on his property where he wanted them to be. I look at “him” daily. He deserves more. He deserves the final wishes that his “family” deprived him of so far. Elder abuse is a sin against God and those who claim to love HIM should not be allowed to do so after hurting him the way they did. My dad was a devoted Baptist. He didn’t go to church or live his life as a saint…but he never would have abused his family the way they abused him…and they are devoted Jehovah witnesses and Presbyterians. 

Another Abuse Victim

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Since dad passed away, things have slowed to a crawl as far as the pending case against him and everything else. However, my eyes have been opened to another type of elder abuse that is happening to another family member I know of. I wish I could make it all stop. Elderly do NOT deserve the way they are being treated by others.

This New Family Member

Imagine a woman who was at one time very strong willed and filled with attitude. She was feisty, full of life, and more. Now, she can barely stand up because of malnutrition and is left alone in her home from 7 am until 4:30 pm daily by her husband. Due to her inability to stand up, she often uses the bathroom in her recliner, which is now stained black and soggy. Roaches have infested her home and crawl on her while she sits there. She has bedsores on her backside, one is the size of a half dollar and it isn’t being treated. Her husband has taken her off her medication, all of it…and has not filled a prescription for her in over a year, but he gives her medication twice daily. When asked, he says he gives her Tylenol and melatonin only. She has been beaten down by her living situation and says she is ready to leave this world. She doesn’t want to leave him because she is afraid of being alone. She doesn’t want to go to a rehab center to get back on her feet. We are still trying to get her out of that situation and I’m telling her son that if nothing else; he needs to go north to care for her. Otherwise, I fear that this strong and beautiful woman will no longer be there.

What Is the World Coming To?

People always said that I was abusive to my dad, but ultimately, he was abused by his entire family. This woman, no one said she was abused, but I saw it the moment we walked into her home. Her husband has her debit card and with a little effort, we discovered that he drains her account dry monthly. He eats at steak houses for lunch sometimes, but mostly its subway. She has lunchables available to eat and then he brings her home a twinky. The melatonin is a sleeping pill, so if he gives it to her as soon as he gets home, which he does, she is asleep before he has to cook dinner for her. Have all people lost their mind when it comes to elderly? What is going on with the world we live in when we are willing to hurt the people who need us the most? It has been proven that my dad died because of the abuse that he suffered…he wasn’t well enough to be completely on his own, but a nursing home wouldn’t take him after his brother took the property and I wasn’t close enough to ensure that he took his medications on a set schedule. His family murdered him because they were greedy. I know this woman will also suffer the same fate soon if something doesn’t change. It hurts my heart to know that she depends on her husband, the one who is starving her slowly…

We Have to Make It Stop

There are two people in my family tree that I know of who are or have been abused. They are both in their 70’s and it is being done by their family. It is time to make it stop. If you notice something isn’t right; report it. If you can get them out of it; do it. I’m wanting this woman out of her current situation…but I lack the authority to do anything for her. I’m trying to get her son to do what is right by her. She should be taken care of and loved…otherwise, another person will die because of abuse. Don’t let your family members become a statistic. They loved you and cared for you when you were little. Return the favor and show them that not all people are willing to hurt them in their final years. No one deserves the hell that can be placed on them when they are defenseless.

Dad’s Family Strikes Again!

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Since my dad passed away, things have been insane. We have been packing up his home; sorting through stuff, dealing with the lawyer, worried about the x-family that my dad used to consider his, working to make money, and more. I wasn’t sworn in as my dad’s executor, so that is on hold for the moment. In order to become the executor, I have to find my half-sister who we haven’t seen in more than 20 years. She has to be notified, even though she wrote us off years ago. I finally found her; kind of. I’ve found her family, but she has not contacted me yet. Least now I have a name; that’s more than I’ve ever really known about her.

What’s Next for Jack Parkinson

The people who stole from him have continued to do so. They seem to think they are above the law on so many different levels. For one; they have not replied to the lawsuit at all. They were given 30 days to do so, but have failed so far. They seem to think that because he is gone, they no longer have to reply. Not true. The courts still expect a reply, but I cannot push it until I’m the executor of the estate. The same with his home. We were fighting an eviction…The eviction still isn’t “real” because my dad never had his day in court. BUT, they have now broken into his home and taken who knows what of his property. The law in most states is quite clear on the fact that property ownership does not give you permission to take control of personal property. They were supposed to wait until an executor was found and have to give 30 days. During which time, the property should stay secured so that there is no theft of what little they left my dad on the property. Then if I do not have everything; they should have-with a police escort, removed things from the property and put it into a storage shed. Instead, they have no trespassing signs everywhere, the property taped off, and they left the door to his home wide open so that any burglar can come in and take what they are able to find. Another man who was staying on the property-the veteran from earlier posts still has a camper there. He was never notified by law to move it off the property, but they have also broken into it and it also remains open for anyone who wants to go inside of it. They are clearly breaking the law on many levels…and I am hoping that within the next week or so I can prosecute them for doing so. It will be my pleasure to have all four of them locked in a cell.

Supporting Jack

I am begging everyone who reads this; please show your support for Jack Parkinson. He is no longer here with me, but he deserves so much more than what they are doing to him. My dad was far from perfect…he was imperfect in a million little ways. But he is still so much better than any of them. He would never have stolen from someone. He would never have trashed their memory or disgraced their life the way they have done to him. He was an alcoholic. He was sick. He developed dementia. He wouldn’t take care of himself the right way. In death, all of that is still being proven….but one thing is for sure….in his life; he was 100% more a person than the idiots he used to call his family.

Share my website…help me speak out against elder abuse. Show you support and help me put an end to the suffering that our elderly generations have to feel. With any luck at all; you will one day live to become an elderly person. Do you want to have to worry about who will steal everything you worked your life to acquire? It won’t stop until we stand up and say that it has to end. Help me to end elder abuse!

Times Are Tough

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Jack ParkinsonSince Jack Parkinson passed away, things have been crazy. I finally stopped crying over losing him, but it still does not seem real. I have his ashes sitting in my home, so I know that he isn’t coming back, but I still randomly think I wish someone would pinch me and wake me up from the nightmare. It hurts to not have him here with me. My dad drove me nuts for nearly 5 years. We had our ups and downs. We had our times of laughter and of anger.

Missing My Dad

At times I was so completely done fighting with him that I’d swear I wouldn’t spend another day trying to help him. But now, I’d give anything to talk to him for a few more minutes. I wish I could go back to the Tuesday before he passed away when in the car, we rode mostly in silence and then I rushed off that evening possibly without saying I love you. I’d go back and make sure that I told him I loved him. I’d go back and talk to him more that day. We were both preoccupied. I’d talk to him more once we got back to his house about the things he wanted to do once the property was returned to him. Hell, if I could go back to the Wednesday before he died; I’d go to his house and spend even more time talking to him.Jack Parkinson, Elderly Abuse

There are no takebacks, though. I cannot travel through time and make things right. I cannot say all that I want to say. I cannot go back and take more photos of him – just so I’d have them. It is not fair, but it is the way life works. It was NOT his time to go yet. God should have let him stay here for a little while longer. His great-grandchild loved him and so did everyone else he knew, but his great grand will not remember him. He should have had the chance to remember him.

The Price of Elder Abuse

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Missing Dad Makes Me Miss Mom More As Well

There is no doubt in my mind that the elderly abuse he suffered at the hands of the family is what ended his life. He wasn’t allowed to stay in a nursing home after surgery because he had no property. He wasn’t able to remember his medications, even though I laid them out in his pill container weekly. He wasn’t ready to function at home alone, but I was removed from the property. Part of me feels that because I told his brother that I’d move in with dad when he got home if he needed me to, was part of the reason that they attempted to kick him off the property. As far as I’m concerned, his death is on their hands. The sad part is; they will never face a murder charge. They will never face jail time for killing him. They will never suffer what he suffered and they will never lay in a bed for 24 hours after they have passed on; because no one cared enough to watch over him, except Allen and I and we were sent away from there to live in another county 40 miles away. Where is the justice for my dad?

Dad’s Depression Over Mom’s Home

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I do not understand the people that swiped my dad’s property. Upon hearing that he was going to fight against them, they have put even more interest in the property that is his. They have been by twice in the last few days, whereas for the last 9 months, they have stopped by maybe monthly. That’s not to say that they actually do anything while there. They seem to simply walk around and look at the destruction they have caused to my Mom’s house. I think it excites them to know they are hurting my dad and I. I think it makes them tremble with joy to destroy goodness. They are letting the house rot before they put effort into tearing it down. The home and the property look terrible. It breaks my heart to see it from the outside.

Momma’s House

My dad says that I should look inside, but that it would make me cry. I told him honestly, I don’t want to see what they did to it….I’d be pissed. Luckily, I took photos of it on the day that I left. I can show them to the lawyer and if dad wins his case; we expect them to pay for rebuilding what they have destroyed. That is already in the paperwork. Already we know that the floors have to be replaced and that is going to include having to remove the kitchen cabinets, reflooring, repainting, and who knows what other issues are present structurally. Then you get into the wiring that has probably been destroyed by critters in the 6 months since they had it turned off, replacing the breaker box to get the power back on, and more.

Hoping to Rebuild

I pointed out to my dad that we will virtually have to rebuild the home to be able to live in it again. He points out that he isn’t in the condition to do the work. He says that for himself, he would have charged someone 6-7000.00 just to do the kitchen in the house, but he isn’t strong enough to do it now. I assured him that I would do the work that I could if he would teach me how to. It would be worth it. I just want my mom’s life to be brought back into the home. They have sucked her out of it. Destroyed her dreams and her home. Walked over and stomped on her memory. I wish there was a part of me that would tromp over them as they have done to her.

Jack Parkinson’s Depression Over It All

My dad is feeling the stress and strain. It is not good for his mentality or his heart. The uncertainty of it. The pain of seeing what they have allowed to happen to his wife’s home. They said they didn’t want it. They said that he was too crazy to decide on it and then they pressured him into it so that they would have to see it rot away. I hate it for him. He is such a good-hearted man once you get through the shell that he puts up for most others to see. He is getting snappy at me and others who are close to him. It is so similar to the depression that he was going through when his brother deceived him. It scares me.

Jack Parkinson’s Day in Court is Coming

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elder abuse jewelIt has been a while since I posted. The reason for it was simple…My dad has decided to fight back against his degenerate family tree. I am proud that he wants to stand up for himself. Many elder abuse victims feel defeated and never fight back. My dad is fighting for his home and his rights as a human being. It is timid at best…and there is a chance that I will be the one footing most of it. To me; it is worth it since he is at least saying, “You will not kick me anymore.” We have an excellent lawyer who upon seeing all the facts in our case told my dad, “You got screwed over.” Upon talking to him more about the situation; he feels that my dad has a fighting chance; if not to get the property then to at least get the money he is owed plus compensation for pain and suffering that he has to feel at the hands of his family tree. It is a case that is going to superior court and I hope to use it to gain even more attention for everyone who is a victim of elder abuse.

The Proof of Abuse

In the case of Jack Parkinson; I documented everything from day one. I have medical records and his family tree stating for years that my dad was NOT in his right mind; even as it pertained to his property and decisions regarding it. I have videos and texts, FB messages, and more. I also have written proof to a lawyer that they lied to my dad and to the lawyer claiming that they had no knowledge of my dad’s mental impairment. (they are idiots). If you want to play dumb; don’t leave a paper trail that traces back to you. LOL. Beyond that; I have medical records before, during, and after the paper was signed stating that my dad didn’t have all of his ducks in a row at that time. The lawyer has found proof that there is a lien on the property which proves high and mighty nurse with her spouse are not as high and mighty as they pretend. All total, my dad stands to gain $250,000, plus lawyer/court fees, his property put back into his possession, or potentially jail time for the offenders if they are busted on one of several felonies. Honestly, with all the proof that has been found regarding my dad’s case; if someone doesn’t go to jail-I will have serious doubts about the validity of our judicial system. Especially with Adult protective services and a lawyer with MANY years standing behind my dad and I.

For this reason, I am asking everyone who thinks that someone they love is a victim of financial abuse or if it is you personally being victimized; keep a record and keep your proof. It could be the key to proving it all in the event that you choose to stand up for yourself or those you love. The bigger the paper trail is; the more likely you will succeed. Even if you do not succeed, you can at least show the abusers that you are not going to lay down and be treated like a dog.

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When considering a court case; the potential risk is definite. My dad could lose everything and not gain from it at all. It is scary. He has a lot of hopes and dreams that his family wants to take away from him. The bonus is; a court case could easily be made public. Names and all of that could be revealed. All of McIntosh county will know that the saints are not saintly. The doctors and nurses that work with them will know that they steal from elderly dementia patients and that will be good in ways. I’d hate for any of them to lose their job, but their reputation deserves a stain. If they were as pristine as they pretend; they wouldn’t be facing a court battle for doing what they have.

Help For Jack Parkinson

However, in as much as a promised to never ask for money from friends or family; I may one day have to break my word. At this time, I have a PayPal me link…You do not have to send money. I prefer that you don’t if you cannot afford to do so. Anything that you do send, will go toward helping my dad. With the family’s deception; he has lost his chance to go into a nursing home for care for the next 6 years according to his lawyer. In the event that he needs a place to live; he isn’t going to get there on looks alone and I do feel that the lawyer fees are going to eat us a new one. LOL, I’m not afraid of the cost of fighting…but I am afraid that we will invest everything we have in fighting and then have nothing to sit on for the unfortunate “What Ifs” that may come later on. Therefore, if you are able to help, even by just a dollar, it will be appreciated by us all. Eventually, I may also set up a gofundme for my dad; but I don’t want to do that. I’m not one to beg and I’m not one to steal. I’m not a true Parkinson and I’m proud of it.

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Hope for Jack Parkinson

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Things are getting interesting where my dad is concerned. I cannot say much today because of a few things that are going on, but with any luck at all- we have found some help for my dad. Lord knows, Jack Parkinson deserves something good after the last year.

A Year of Elder Abuse by Family

It is hard to believe that it has been a year of pain for him. A year since he took himself off his medication and a year since he got in my face and things turned ugly. A year since I wrote his brother and wife a note asking them to leave him alone…Nearly that long since the quit deed was put in front of my dad as a contract….and he signed it thinking he would be able to pay off his loan to his brother. So many things have happened. He has cried so many tears. None of which did he deserve. He doesn’t deserve the eviction either…Not after they gave their word to a lawyer, a judge, and to other people that they did not wish him harm and that he would have a place for the rest of his life. I told them all nearly a year ago, to leave my dad alone and not to hurt him anymore than they had already. They still try…and they still succeed. One day it will stop…It has to.

Wishes

He is my dad, we were not close until my mom got sick. But I’ve never met a man more deserving of kindness than he is… and it is devastating to see that his family has chosen to abuse him in so many ways. They are greedy and mean people. They are not my family anymore and I pray that my children and all of my future generations never hear their name after all of this is said and done. I wish that I could forget their names. Never see their faces. Never remember the pain that they have caused. But, I know that it is not possible for me to do that. I will have to remember, so that I can continue to speak out against the things that people are doing to our senior citizens.