Learning to fly was always a goal… Move to Alaska and be a bush pilot and live off the land… I took those flying lessons at Yokota AFB and what did me under, the slide rule… Never could grasp it and I also found while flying that I have a hard time telling the difference between roads and other things on the ground, my vision, didn’t want me flying and when I landed that Cessna, I had a hard time pressing those pedals to stop the plane… Teacher made me do a go around because I bounced the nose… But it was fun… That was 1985/86…

Since that time a lot has happend to give me wind beneath my wings…

The last abuser died and I shed no tears, it was relief… Mentally ill and violent, I never had a mother, I had an abuser…

Going through all this stuff with the court junk and having the court clerk play a part in my recovery… It’s been kind of fun, but most of all… I finished that phase of my journey, all because of the behavior of my siblings and the Arkansas courts…

I take pride in being knowledgeable and I take pride in continuing my learning… I have no need or desire to hide what was always there… Genius…

I still have some on this journey to finish… I imagine with everything my brain went through, it will probably continue to heal till I die… I hope one day to get that MRI that can measure the date of the blood on the brain and tell me, how many bleeds did I have…

I believe it to be 4… 2 by my dad, 1 due to SARS and 1 on the operating table at El Paso VA that they covered up… I always seem to be in the right place at the wrong time… go figure…

Realizing that the fake trustee broke the law right off the bat by threatening the heirs, tells you they were planning a scam and psychology was being used and a lawyer was involved… Boy howdy, I am so looking forward to court next week and boy will I have fun…

I plan to work on my statement and if it is anything like what the Mayor and Chief of Police got and begged me not to sue that town… It will be that good, never will forget the Chief pulling up in the drive way and Homer walks out with his copy and says I tried to deliver this to you and the Chief says, “I got the mayor’s copy”… Telling the full story, you would love it, but I wrote a little about it in the blog back a few posts…

Yea, it feels good knowing that the fake trustee broke the laws from the very begining by threatening the heirs by coercing the heirs and by intimidating the heirs and being I am 72 years old… and was dealing with Homers dementia diagnosis, I felt like I was being bullied and evidently I was…

Yea, today has been a long exhausting insightful day, and the 5th of August will be a celebration as I take down corruption in the name of their god…

So help me so…

I remember…

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