12/16/2019
Dear Patriots and Friends of mine.
This last week I had to kill a person for their own good! This person needed killing because they totally screwed me! I held hate, anger, resentments, bitterness and cried as to why this person could screw me over the way they did! This person even accused my wife the situation was none of her buisness!
This story started in 2006 of March in Albuquerque, New Mexico. I was at my job at a school where I worked as a custodian! I was doing my daily rounds before school let out! I heard my name being called to come to the office! I thought maybe it was a kid that threw up or some kids went to the bathroom on the floor!
I asked the clerk what's going on and then the principal told me he needed to talk to me in his office! I followed him into his office and there sat my wife crying! My knees started shaking because I thought something happened to our home!
Well, the principal sat in his chair and told my wife to tell me what she told him!
My wife looked at me crying and she said, "your Father died three hours ago in the Veterans Hospital!
I was shocked! I asked my wife shaking and tears streaming down my face who told her this about my dad dying! She said my mother had called her and told her he died from some.bacterial infection! My dad was 90 years old!
My principal told me not to worry about putting my stuff away, but since school was still in session I told him and my wife I had to put a vacuum away!
Still shocked from the news I put the vacuum away, but all of a sudden bursting into crying, my hate for my dad returned because I wasn't there to say good by, but my brother was there because he became the trustee of our fathers will!
My wife drove me home while leaving my car at the school because I was pretty shook up!
We got home and I phoned up my mom's house and my brother answered the phone!
So, I asked him what happened and he said our mother told him to come out to Albuquerque N.M because she wanted him to be there! He went and he said the day before he died he saw him and he was fine and expecting to get home the next day! And the next morning he went back and found our father dead! He told me about the situation and he was already making arrangements with a funeral home!
Right then and there I could sense and feel the voice of greed for my dad and moms money in his voice because he said he sent me what dad had allotted me in the will!
Well, sure enough he put the money into my wife and I account and we were packing bags and heading to the airport and going to New Mexico!
We got.aboard that plane and bang, it hit me: 9-11-01! Suppose there was a bomb or terrorist on this flight! Told my wife my fears and she told me we should pray, ask God to cover the plane with the blood of Jesus, we did and got to New Mexico safe!
My brother rent a car and came to the air port and got my wife and me and took us to a motel that had drivers that would drive us anywhere and come back get us!
We dropped out bags off and headed to see my mother!
We got there and I kissed my mom and hugged her my condolences about dad! My mom was still in shock herself and kept saying " I can't believe he is gone! ". I felt bad for her and tried to console her!
My brother and I went outside to smoke because weren't allowed to smoke in the apartment they were renting!
I asked him questions who was taking CARE of mom and our father appointed my brother!
We were waiting on my dad's sister to show up and they were showing up two days after we arrived!
I asked my brother if our dad was having a flag draped coffin and come to find out he was being cremated in a cheap cardboard body box, but my brother said they were flying the American Flag above the funeral home!
Funeral day came for the last viewing and the director rolled him out on a guerney and we all saw him, and he was so bloated up with gas that he was almost like not my father!
It was over and I was the last to leave the body and I saluted my dear father because he was a WW2 VETERAN!
One last time I forgave my racist Democrat father and felt at peace with him!
Well, we all headed back to the apartment and my dad's sister had to leave, but she asked how much money it cost for the coffin, being she was curious! My brother said 500 dollars and I knew my brother was being a vulture! Many will identify with the vultureing that happens at funerals!
Well, dad's sister left, then my.brother was trying to throw a lot of stuff away and I was helping him! So, after some cleaning we had a cheap meal bought by my brother and we decided the next day we were going to a restaurant and eat a meal!
The next day we showed up and my wife was looking forward to hearing from my mom and eating with her!
We knocked on the door and him not my mom came to the door! We thought they went to eat!
Across the street was a meal with cafes, Walmart, and other buisnesses! around
So around 7 P.M. we went to the apartment and still no brother, no mother!
My wife being very educated decided we should call his ex wife, so we did and come to find out they were leaving the next morning on a plane to Oregon!
My wife and I went to the airport and we were there before they were! And my brother and mother! were trying to disguise themselves and sneak away!
Well, I confronted my brother and he went into a hissy fit mode! He screamed at me and told me to keep my birch of a wife away from our mother! I started screaming back that what happened to my last meal with my mom! And he said, your bitch don't need to butt her nose in our affairs! Then an airport guard came up and told us to take our fight outside! My brother lied to the guard saying my wife was going to hurt our mother!
Then my wife told my brother that she would walk away, but at least let me kiss my mother and to say goodby! He agreed because now he didn't feel my wife was a threat!
Well, I said my good by to my mom and to my brother I told him I would never forgive him and I hated him for using our mother that way and told him to tell his bitch of a wife thanks for letting us know what he was doing or else I never would have gotten to say goodby! And we departed!
In the year 2007 my wife's hateful mother died bringing memories of my brother!
Then in 2008 my wife's father died, but I loved this man because he didn't like me but he respected me for sticking up for his daughter! I was honored to be a pallbearer for him!
Between 2008 to 9-11-2010 my mother died and my son was told by my brother instead of me! And I was so hurt and sick and my heart felt real hate for my brother and I cried, screamed and all my family members were out with us camping!
Well, being an alcoholic I always got up and fought, but got knocked down again and again! When I surrendered my alcoholism over to God Almighty my life turned around!
Well, in my brothers case I found out he is gay and that really tore me up! I went to a counseling place that believed in the miracles of God and after three or four sessions it finally dawned on me that I had to die of self and surrender my brother over to God and when I did, that unbelievable love of God overcame me and I laid to rest my brother in God's hand!
And God surprised me that my brother is a Trump supporter and I hear many homosexuals are turning to Trump because the democrats are evil and corrupt!
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