Why in the hell can’t they leave my dad alone? He wants to live his life, die in his home, and be buried with his wife. That’s it. In the eviction notice, they say that dad didn’t maintain the cleanliness that they provided…They cleaned once in 8 months. They did a half-assed job on it and the nurse was going to throw away her filthy socks after walking on the floor she just mopped? How long was he supposed to maintain? They say they got rid of old food; that’s all good, but they didn’t replace the food they threw away and none of them even offered to take him to a grocery store. Do you think they threw away his food and brought him dinner that night? NO. They threw away what little he had and said we are done…deal with it. They threw away the cord to his electric frying pan. They threw away bottles of iodine and some of the other older style medications that he and my mom had. Does iodine really go bad? Does frying pan cords? They say he eats rotten food and they won’t be held liable, but they do not volunteer to do him any favors. They wanted me off the property because they claimed I wasn’t taking care of him, yet when I lived there he had food at least once a day and would walk to my house for leftovers if he wanted it. But they are better?
My dad is 71…he is in bad health. He has an income of $700 a month and they want him to move away? They want him to vacate immediately so they can come in and tear down the things he built with his two hands alongside my mom. And this 71-year-old man is trying to figure out what he needs to do to be able to build a new home for himself, how he will survive long enough to build a home for himself, because that is all he knows how to do. He has never lived in a home that he didn’t put effort into building. Do you think they care? Watch for a video page…It’s coming soon. I want the world to see what type of double talking his brother was doing, and though I, unfortunately, cannot show the finger action that my dad did that was so much a threat, I think you will get the idea. I can’t show faces cause that could possibly be damaging to their “reputation”. But I truly wish you could see how giddy his brother was over the confrontation. He had a smug smile from start to finish and with my dad being just home from the hospital; dad played into his hands.
I do not know how, but I am going to get my dad’s story out there. I write for two people who have a good working knowledge of all things internet…I have asked for their help in making sure that people know my dad’s name. They make their living off SEO and all things similar. I was hoping to get this noticed without asking for help, but I am now asking for help. Please, help me by sharing my blog. Share it anywhere you can share it. I’m not seeking money. I’m not seeking personal fame. I am seeking to find a way to ensure that Jack Parkinson is not forgotten. I am seeking to find a way to put a true end to elderly abuse and all the pain that it causes people like my dad.