1/10/2020 Was out having a cigarette at my home on Selby at Lexington, a lady drives up and starts asking me for directions, I tell her what she wants to know,

Then she starts over again asking stuff. All of a sudden I am surrounded by sheriffs in full body armor, (the lady middle age black haired little chubby disappeared)

I am cuffed and stuffed without a clue what is going on, so in the back of a sheriff squad heading east on 94 , I tell him I’m going to start to riot ,

Put in ADC booking I start to kick on the cell door so much that they can’t hear themselves think , they have to tackle me and then one of them puts his knee on my neck , I start to say I can’t breath ( this is months before G F got murdered and those words become an outcry. ( no lie it’s probably on tape somewhere)

I get my arrest /police report papers they tell of a drunk reporting something that he is not sure of what happened, [THAT POLICE report disappeared while the police held it . months later git a copy of the report , but that said something totally different than the original.]

The police held me without bail so long I got evicted for nonpayment of rent, I kept explaining to the court that I had 21 plants that needed watering but = no bail set , I knew that I was going to loose my home and the conditions at the ADC are so bad that people call it the Tapout jail because people plead out just to get released!

That is exactly what I did , pled guilty to the charges so I could save my plants and home and what few possessions were there . Released in the middle of winter

I am not allowed to go back to my place , the police put a restraining order on me to stay away from Ryan ? = he hadn’t lived there for months !

I had to ride the Greenline to stay warm = it ran all night back then , my hair got so matted I had to have a midway barber cut off , eventually I got a bunk at Dorothy Day shelter ,

Then Covid hit and the Elder Care workers at CC came by and took all us over 60 out of the shelter to protect us from Covid .

I had to do a zoom hearing because of Covid and my side didn’t let me see the people prosecuting or judge , MY PUBLIC DEFENDER QUIT , and some secretary representing me said “ we are going to carry your guilty plea” !! They charged and convicted me of assault !!

With that assault and the eviction and the restraining order I will never find a place to live .

My worker eventually had to place us oldies back into housing , they made us sign a contract that stated we needed take what was offered or live on the street . = that is how I was placed at Dorothy Day Residence.

Here is my side of what happened in 2019/20

4 or 5 months before 1/10-2020, in Late October ? I was cooking myself a breakfast in our shared kitchen of a Craig’s list room I rented ,(my first place out of Stillwater prison after I left the halfway house). *Ryan comes into the kitchen pulled a steak knife out of the dish drying rack , comes over to me as I’m cooking and presses the knife tip into my rib cage then says “ oh this won’t do it “ then he leaves , I say nothing , kinda frozen .

The next day my landlord wants some locks changed so I do that , removing the entire doorknob and lock and putting another in it’s place ,

I am walking back to my room my hands are filled with door hardware and tools , I see Ryan in the kitchen as I walk past , ( I don’t enter the kitchen or even stand in the doorway,) I just yell at him in passing , I don’t even stop , go into my room slam the door lock the door and continue to spew a few expletives in my locked room .

I remember someone knocking on my door a little bit later but don’t answer it or let them know I’m even in my room . THATS IT !

Ryan moved out soon after and he and his parents stole the my pots and pans , even removing a meal I had cooking on the stove dumping it and taking my nice stoneware pan ! I went on with my life .

, 4 months later a guy , Mickey Louis moved into the retail part of the building, starting a street gang

Truce center , right in a school zone ! He started to sublet rooms also and seemed to want the whole place to himself, buying cars at auctions and filling the driveway with them , >

>As I stood at my second floor window I began to hear him Mickey , and his friends say out loud “ he better move “

I Had lived there for two years, other residents *Ryan Schrobilgen and Andrew , lived there also , he Ryan was into meth and drinking , (his dealer would break into the first floor retail area to get the drugs to Ryan , so I put nails into the windows so they wouldn’t open up far enough for someone to break in),

no one helped clean or shovel the walks I did it all or it would get so bad yellow mold would grow in the shower stall ,

but he Ryan did get into fights with other residents, even tearing the door off our oven in one of his scraps with another resident , he also took the wallet and phone of a girl who was visiting a guy there and threw them down a storm drain .

Between Ryan and Mickey’s powerful connections some court officials were convinced I was the bad guy , or I was in their way .

I did nothing wrong.