When Don lay dying, my Uncle came out and told me how much Don respected me…

Trying not to loose my temper, I gave my Uncle a hug and said nothing…

I tried being respectful, not taking advantage, not using, not taking what wasn’t mine…

None of the others did that, but hey, christians have their own hell they make, by their choices…

The ironic part is…

I had their respect and approval long before they both died and their brains gave way to dementia…

Both asked me to be executor of the estate and I said not a snow balls chance in hell, and then the woman puts me in the WILL!!!

For real, why put me in the WILL, when all any of them did was, lie, steal, rape and murder and my kid and I got to have fun experiencing that in the Bagwell home… For real!!! Why put me in the WILL???

Because she knew… Don must have told her what kind of income I had and with all my traveling and buying real estate, he knew, I wasn’t like the rest of the kids… We didn’t have to borrow from them to succeed, we believed in ourselves instead…

We bought and sold over a million dollars in real estate… Not to make ourselves rich, but to provide homes to those who other wise couldn’t afford anything more than builder grade… and all those homes, have doubled in value since 2003, when we started our journey around the USA…

Homer has been on Social security since 2004, and we have done everything, including this last house purchase, on my income and things I do to bring in more income… which we don’t do anymore… Like rentals… (that was hell in it’s self)…

I figure Don told Freda and that’s how the WILL had me in it… but I still want to know why???

Larry cut her off in 2017, with the last letter I got from him, he was done and giving up on life and wanted to join a god that man said was real and in the end, died this month in 2024 alone, decomposing, no family and cancer was his suicide choice, because of Freda and Don…

The lives they damamged is beyond the scope of my understanding, suffice it to say, my son’s had contact with them, but my grandkids never met them and never heard anything good about them if anything at all…

I don’t need anyone’s respect, attention or approval… Why???

Because it’s not your life!!!

It is mine…

I remember…

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