When My family lived in the Lincoln house 600 block ,
1. We had the unfortunate luck of living next to the Mea-s ( the same as the lower town park name ) I was 7 or 8 B M invited me over , his parents confronted me in their kitchen .
there was potholder knitted in the shape of a pig , both Mr & Mrs M pointed to the pig and told me ” this is your family, pigs ” . Nice welcome to Crocus Hill area .
B M came over to my house one day , he had taken the box of matches his parents used to light the stove burners in their kitchen , he wanted to play with them , he invited me back to his apartment building , to his secret place where they store the screen & storm windows .
we got bored with the matches and went to his room , where we smelled smoke , I went home , not much longer later there was a knock on our back door , I answered it and there stood a fireman , holding up a plastic bag , evidence.
the Mea-s had told the F D that I started the fire , I was later told they were afraid of being evicted .
NOTE That was 1965 or so , In 2013 (Check transcript ) the prosecutor told the judge at my sentencing “he set an apartment building on fire”
2. Across the alley , a duplex , Jud- B was the mom , One day my friends and I were sharing personal stories in her kitchen , she heard me mention that I had been molested as a preteen , then,she labeled me as a gay hater in front of my friends .
3. I was a crew leader , early 1980’s ,( painting ) one of my fellow crew members was a girl , M , she confided in me that the business owner , , and his minion had tried to lure her
I told her to avoid them , they were twice her age and drugs were involved.
When the owner caught wind of my advice he threatened me , saying he would destroy me and see to it I never succeeded in Saint Paul
4. Earlier in my life , I caught some guys ( S E’s uncles ) burglarizing my parents garage there .
I chased them off , but they left their car , running with stolen goods in it .
They had to come back for it . By that time another neighbor had pulled up asked me what was going on and then called the police , But it seems these were no ordinary burgers,
They may have had more connections, than anyone could handle , the S E family
If I remember right , several years later, one of them ,S E family , moved into a duplex across the alley from my parents, ( forcing a long time renter to move out , Mekeceran) the next door duplex was a hang out of many of my peers ,owned by the Medel—— family
They, S E’s uncles , proceeded to case the area , shortly after , a very nice family’s home (the W’s , B W was the youngest ) was burglarized. And somehow it was me who got framed for the deed ! Or so it seems.
5. ,B W , treated me like I the worst person he ever met , when , years later I ran into him. ( I was living with Roxy on Summit and the P D got called , that’s the first time I had seen B W in decades )
B W was also asking me about a guy , D J ( who I knew from troop 19 House of Hope BSA) , B W had become a cop , how he came to treat me with such contempt, is a mystery. he must have been told lies or some gossip got out of control.
6. There was a dealer ,snowy , S E family connected and Medel—– ‘s Judy Bla-e ( the duplex owner ) was using him and blabbing about him , , he moved into the neighborhood ,and right out side my parents window ,was the entrance to his place . ( now I had S E’s uncles out my backdoor and almost at my dinner table. thanks Judy B)
there was a lot of traffic , it was obvious what was going on , so , I did him a favor and told him that he was too obvious .*
7. my parents had a Mercury , a big boat of a car , they let me drive it sometimes.
one night I was cruising around Minneapolis and a guy in a yellow vet ( he pulled up next to me at a light ) invited me for a smoke . What a nieve young man I was , I went to this guys Calhoun condo , he stared to get too sexual , i backed off , he got loud and even shouted ” let me see your Di–” At that point I made My exit , as I opened his door to leave , an older woman almost stumbled into the room , she had been listening in ,her ear to this guys door , he saw that and said her name in total frustration
later , month maybe , back in St Paul , next door to the duplex , parked in front of the Soder—‘s , there was that same yellow vet .
8. I was BRUTALLY ATTACKED ,at a bar ,( who’s owner had a gay brother that was beaten really badly) and sustained very serious brain injuries, that left me , my life , forever changed , ruined . I had just been drinking at a bar , and was cut off ,so on my way home , only one block away I happened to see OConn—‘s was open ,( just a stones thow from my front door for the last 20 years) i went in got a beer at the back bar , then was asked to leave , I saw * snowy was there , he pointed me out ,like that’s the guy ,then three guys walked up to me one grabbed my right arm the other grabbed my left , then the third guy stood in front of me and hit me with all he had ( i think he even hurt his hand on my teeth ) i went out cold and I remember coming to laying on my back , only to see someone stomping on my face , I went lights out again, barely remember being tossed into a car , maybe a squad .
At the E R I came to on a operating table , and started to thrash around , tipping the table over . then the police put some cuffs on me , really really tight , i screamed till a nurse couldnt take it . she got the cops let up ,but
9. The police accused me of terrible things , they shined a light in my eyes and accused me of shooting at gays down by the river. ( my dad gave me a 22 when I was 14 and one day ,a cop pulled me over in my alley , and looked in my trunk , finding my rifle there , I had been driving fast and rowdy in my Duster , )
The attack could well have killed me outright, but instead I have been suffering trying to deal with the affects of T B I .
I gave up on my Forestry career, left town and with the help of a friend joined the Carny business, doing Computer Portraits. BUT THE POLICE RECORDS of the attack on me were a lie , trying to cover up the facts
I was made to look like the bad guy ( again ) , the Canadian border guards refused to let me over the border, they told me “you would have done 14 years in prison for that bar fight ” I never got into a fight ,I was leaving that bar peacefully .
I had one ton van packed with posters and Tshirts and was going to make good money , but a secret police record was made , that I never knew about ( my E R bill never appeared , someone paid it or something ) therefore, I was forced to leave the show that I traveled with .
I gave up on the job ( taking portraits) at that time.
Thereafter my life was a failure , I stayed away from some important gathering , failed at starting or maintaining relationships and many many different jobs . Even tried to reinvent myself as a Truck Mechanic.
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