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Post #26 EVICTING THE SQUATTER PART III
The day after mailing out the 100 pages of documentation in rebuttal of Danny’s handwritten Answer to the Eviction Complaint, I was sitting at my desk trying to tackle an editing project that was...
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Post #27 In the wake of DANNY…
That Sunday after the eviction was granted, I got a text from Jack that said: Danny put the keys to G’ma’s house in the mailbox. I replied to Jack’s text: KS: So, did he REALLY go to NC? JACK: He’s on...
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Post #28…the devil and the CONTRABAND…
AFTER a week or so, I still hadn’t heard from Bridget, so I decided to email Nate, the guy that Danny was supposedly living with. And I got this reply: NATE: Danny is fine. I heard he left Georgia....
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BLOG #29 – The PRICK, the proctologist and PIGIN English…
HELLO ALL….so here’s the latest on life in CRACKLAND…. My cell woke me up at around 9:30 a couple of nights ago. No LAUGHING….yes, I was asleep at 9:30 p.m. on a Wednesday. SHUT UP…remember, Nana Maude...
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BLOG #31…Ode to Barboursville and the days of yore…PART II
“You know, you can go to Ona for this,” Officer Jones said as he parked in the lot beside the Barboursville Volunteer Fire Department on that fateful night that Danny and I got arrested for my underage...
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Blog 32 – The moment of truth…
After mine and Danny’s brief sojourn at the Barboursville Police Department, Officer Jones drove us home in his cruiser. And Shauna drove the Monte Carlo back to my house, and THEN… Mom stood in the...
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Blog 37 – New York or BUST Part II…
After Morgan dropped his heart-crushing news that he was moving in with Delilah, I rushed out onto the busy New York street, suddenly confused by the rush of people and the headlights from passing cars...
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Blog #41 Run, Jack, Run!
Jack called me last night with interesting news about Danny. For those of you who are new to my Stop and Smell the Crazy life, Danny is my younger brother. He’s a drug addict, who STOLE our 95-year-old...
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Post #52 – The RED ROOF incident…
In the fall of 2005, way before Danny pilfered* ALL Nana’s cash, he left his wife, Belinda, and moved back home to West Virginia with Mom, Dad and Nana. But Nana wouldn’t allow him to stay with them at...
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Post #53 – The Second Attempt…
My heart wrangled wildly hearing Danny’s belligerent threats and his fists pummeling my door at the Red Roof Inn*. I turned on the bedside lamp and studied the dresser I’d shoved in front of the door...
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