I started this letter last week and got so mad I put it up. I wrote some things that I did not feel comfortable about. I am going to try to rewrite it and keep myself under control and not lose my cool again. Anyway I do not know when I will be going to court. I have already waited over 5 years on a 30 day time response, 60 times longer than the law says. I do not remember what all I have wrote you so if I repeat I guess you will get told again.
Jerome County is in a bad way. The corruption is oozing out everywhere. The head PA left and has not been replaced yet. The DPA stepped up and has his hands full. The DPA had my case and my appt atty does not believe he is prepared or anxious to take on my case. N the meantime I sit in this incubator and watch what nasty stuff is breeding.
I filed a complaint against Stoker and Paul in April 99. It was never brought up by either. It was not acknowledged at all, nowhere by anyone and should have been with a hearing. There was a lot of shit that went on and should not have and a lot of did not and should have. My ignorance of the law was used against me but then I caint make the attys do anything anyway. So no matter what I was screwed from the very beginning even though it is my US Constitutional Right to have a fair and impartial trial. Idaho things otherwise. But I am not going to get into the corruption and injustices of a back woods greedy cult state.
I do not know nothing about the religious trash books. I was told they had stuff against the cult that you have been brainwashed by. The other stuff I got from the info Franz sent me. It is too back you caint read the stuff he sents me. Maybe someday. It is about the abuse, neglect, ect that goes on in the DOC’s across the nation. You would shit if you knew what went on.
Did you know my Dad was born in Lewiston?
Dead man walking, end of subject.
I called Sis and the last thing out of her mouth was that she was homeless and that was all I know. I got a ½ page letter from her last week but she did not say much of anything. How stupid are you Paul? DO not you think there is a reason why she will not ask him for anything? You do not know what he has done to her? So sad, so pathetic that you are so brainwashed that you caint see past the end of your nose. Why would she ever want to go near that house not alone ever live in it. He fucked her up pretty bad when she was forced to live with him after what happened. Then the dirty bastard kicked her out about a week before she turned 18. She is not going to crawl and beg him for money. She will not lower herself to his level. She is independent.
As far as what Franz has tried to do from the other side of the world, at least he has tried to help which is more than you or anyone else has ever done. Thanks I am glad to hear you think I have the mentality of a 10 year old. My case has nothing to do with you except probably saved your life.
Where in the hell did you get the idea I was wanting financial help from any relatives. I wanted to know my heritage and if there were any still alive in the old country. You really ought to putt your head out and take a breath of fresh air. I really do not give a pinch of hammered horse shit about the Andra side of the family. I, like my Dad am a black sheep when it comes to the Andra’s. I am a Jonas. You are a Jonas. You were born a Jonas and carry the name. I am sorry I ever gave you that bastards name, either one of you kids. Did you know Sis came to me at one time and asked if she could change her name to the same as mine. Heed your own advise and made sure you got your shit straight too.
How was your weekend of the 7th? There went all of the money for books. Did you get to see Sis? If so how is she doing? Tell me anything you know about her. How she looks, healthy, so forth. The 7th was a Sat not Thurs.
Thanks for the B card. Tell your little woman I will not hold my breath waiting to hear from her. To start off she does not know what to say to me. I am sure my letter to her folks went over like a ton of bricks and I really do not care cause I am tired of people just doing and not knowing or caring that what they are doing hurts other people. If she writes, fine. I will answer. If she does not then that is fine too. She really does not need to just cause she is married to you. I already know what people think. Human nature is to run their mouths when they have no idea what they are talking about and to suck in everything they hear.
Time to go so you two take care. Hope you guys have or had fun this month. I will let you know what happens when I know. Make you let me know where you are at. I love you, Mom
12 at the time. I guess he liked to golf once and a while at the course down in the canyon. (Sad, I don’t even remember the name of it. (Perhaps I am getting older….)
Who else died this year? I read a few of Milton Friedman’s books. I still sing to myself the music of Malcolm Arnold, especially River Kwai. I remember joking about what it must be like to be Robert C Baker, but now I would feel bad joking of chicken nuggets. Buck Owens who I saw in Branson passed away. We can’t forget political leaders like President Ford, Senator Stafford, or Congressman Sonny Montgomery. Ed Bradley who I liked to watch. 60 Minutes just won’t be the same anymore without Bradley and Wallace. Who were some not so notable, or infamous, Mr. Lay, Jeff Lundgren, Saddam. It has been a year for deaths! Oh, I about forgot Steve Irwin. It seemed every little kid in England talked of Steve.
A couple of family members have passed away. Ebertha Lutz of my Van Leeuwen line. Dean Sharp just passed away last week. His funeral is on Thursday up in Pasco, Washington. That doesn’t leave many of the Sharp family around either. I know Grandpa is struggling with his death. Dad, Jan, and Grandpa are going up to the funeral. I hope when my time comes, it will go as well. He wasn’t feeling well, and went to the hospital. His oxygen was low, so they put him on oxygen and he wanted to go home. He was resting and Lois heard him make a noise and saw his oxygen was off. She went over and he was gone. Quick, painless, and comfortable.
I only visited with Dean two weeks ago. I called him to ask him some family history questions about his parents and recollections of Mary Ann Stoker, aka Lillian Musgrave. He told me characteristics of his parents, Edward Sharp and Lillie East. He always had a cool little laugh when he finished speaking. Don’t know if it was a nervous laugh, something he picked up, but it always made me feel relaxed. He never
knew his grandmother, I had to get that information elsewhere. Good bye Dean.
I received an e-mail from a Terry McHugh in South Carolina. He was searching information on the Stoker line. I filled him on information I
had, and gleaned quite a bit from him. It was good to focus some more on the Stoker line. I still have yet to figure out why my Mary Ann
Stoker (married Sharp) went by Lily (Lillian) Musgrave for a spell.
I called Grandpa and he shared a few memories with me. He said she was fairly tall, I am not sure what that means. Grandpa is not necessarily tall. He used to walk past her house every day on the way to school. He would stop in on his way home when she was alive. It is the same house my Aunt Caroline lives in now.
She would have him put the hooks in the holes for her shoe laces. She also had him pull the strings on her girdle for her. He used to ask why
she needed the thing; after all she was so skinny. She would just sigh and ask him to pull them just a little tighter. It sounded like it was sweet memories. She had a horn for hearing. She went deafer over the years. Grandpa would ask why she needed that horn and she would say it was because he wasn’t speaking loud enough. It was interesting that June Streeter had memories of Lily, but didn’t know who she was. It wasn’t until a few months back talking with her daughter that I cleared that up in her mind.
Life changed considerably for Amanda and me this year. I again made a move across the country. One thing is for sure, get married and the
physical baggage multiplies! You would think that my trunk full of possessions would only double. Some reason or another, women are not
confined to a Spartan life. But add a marriage to it, and the making of a home, and things grow exponentially. There are ways I would like to
go more Spartan, but Amanda won’t have any of that. Probably a good thing.
Dad had his operation and seems to be back to normal. Indeed, he is better than he has been for the last five years. I am glad he has made
such a recovery, even improvement. Jan had her operation on her back. For some reason I cannot recall if that was earlier this year or not.
Yes, I think it was, pretty sure it was. She is doing much better. Her progress has not been as quick as Dad’s but she is doing better.
Overall it has been a good year. Even the few dreams I have had have all been good. There is one that repeated some over the year. Have yet no idea what it could possibly mean. I am back living at Kasota Road. But I have to go to the dentist. I go, and it is Garrison Keillor who
is the dentist. We end up chatting about a few things. By the time the appointment is done, he has split a tooth in half, and pulled it. Having removed a tooth, I am concerned and discuss my issues with him. He takes and makes me a new tooth and screws it back into the top of my mouth. I am shocked that I can notice no difference from the old to the new tooth. I am impressed there is no swelling and no pain. He doesn’t even use pain killers. It is his reasoning that makes things work so well despite my little idiosyncrasies. Perhaps it is just that I need
to reason and talk through more things in life. I almost laugh in the mornings when I realize I am dreaming of going to the dentist, spending
the conversation with Keillor, and then arise to find life is great. Perhaps it is just a happy dream. Don’t know why I find it so ironic that the dentist and Keillor make me happy, but I won’t complain. (Now people will think I am more off my rocker than ever!)
Well, I think I will sign off. I look forward to what 2007 has to bring. I am sure it will have many surprises and interesting things to mention. It will be the first year in a long time that I am planning, for the most part, of staying in the same state. Since graduation I have hopped between states every year.