2010 Thoughts

The year in conclusion is one of many thoughts; as doors closed others were opened immediately afterward.

Relationships which ended resulted in an opening for a better love and joy to come into my life.

I lost a special friend; Leland Truhlar on March 22nd 2010. Memory of his efforts in life will never leave me. His willingness to give and assist others should be adopted and embraced by others; the world would indeed be for the better.

A special daughter was adopted into a love filled home; the possibilities of such love being extended to a family of birthright was stripped of them; unloved, ignored, and denied such possibility. Such a chapter is now concluded, and ending in positiveness.

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An ex wife was stripped of her parental rights while chained and handcuffed to a table; the possession of her physically was very apparent, the demon inside her was locked down in it's cage Debi's physical self as it twisted turned and churned inside her it screamed loudly in the court room; "He owes me! I should not be here! If he was paying his spousal support I would be free of all of this!"

To my extended family by marriage I will state this; I owe your daughter NOTHING! In capital letters I will in turn YELL it back. She stole thousands of dollars from me over 7 years of marriage and stuffed it up her nose while I was enslaved to General Dynamics and Northrop Grumman; two thankless entities that consumed my loyalties without a "thank you" uttered in return. Personal items such as a family created; table made by my grandfather, a coin collection of silver from the 1840's to 1964, and a Stamp collection worth over $15,000 simply walked away.

The home at 2240 Anthony Court was utterly destroyed from within; a kitchen was stripped of all; no longer functional, the heater exhaust was routed into the home and was on FULL BLAST filling the house with carbon Monoxide on the night of 1 May 1995 when I received it filled with 3 1/2 feet of trash, smelling of mice and dog piss, covered in graffiti from wall to wall throughout the home; the magic mushroom art in the main bedroom will never leave my memory. The soaked blood at the bottom of the stairs s surely representative of the accident which occurred to my daughter Juanita, and covered up by Helen Ballard, and Dr. Phillup Ballard; someone stitched the wound on Penelope's head.

Seeing Deborah Cherie Meazell in an orange jump suit in the El Paso County jail was not satisfaction for me. Such a moment will not restore the over $65,000 in damage to my home, nor will it make Penelope remember how to speak in sentences and become much aware. Debi suffers from a possession which has turned her into a prostitute and whore; she ruined her children and marital home. Debi's parents do not get to extend their anger at me for how she fell off the apple tree but they can compensate me for 7 years of raising their grand daughters, and the damage to my home; if not I will continue to paint a story the community of Colorado Springs, Colorado will enjoy hearing as a soap opera; as dirty laundry that lingers.

In closing; I am grateful to Kay Alonzo for taking care of my little one, for embracing "Penny" as her daughter and loved one.