01/15/08 Dear Dad . . .
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See dad, Jobs these days are not found in the Sunday paper. They are found on computer Internet and must apply on the Internet. MOST jobs. I am working though it is only for sixty days, if that. I'm back in the shipyard as a Marine Electrician. I hope to get most of my court fines and fees paid off. I'll send Roman the details once I get things going here. I am still sleeping in the back of my truck.
I'm upset because you called me lazy and that it is my fault how I ended up this way. That is partly true. Most of this is my fault but you don't know that I have been working hard trying to dig my way out of this.
The State of Washington said that since I am from Connecticut and that my company, Electric Boat is from Connecticut, it doesn't matter that I have lived here, my unemployment should come from Connecticut. Connecticut said no, It is from the State of Washington. I had to pay the State of Washington back 5,000 dollars. They are paid but I still have my court fines and fees to pay too. I'm NOT the only guy. Other guys I know have had the same problem. The State of Washington call it purging. To find ANY little problem and take people, mostly men, off unemployment.
How can you say that Tara fired me because of me? It was due to 9/11 however, while I worked for her, i replaced three other Tech's that she hired then fired. While I worked for her she hired and fired 8 other techs. One woman, who did the tech manuals, had a nervous breakdown right there at work. She completely blacked out the three months she worked for Tara.
I no long can afford nor take my head medications. That was/is still a problem. I do get "black outs" from time to time from not taking it. I started taking it at the doctor's advice due to Tara, and Hanna and Rita.
Anyway, I'm working at a good job for a short time now. I hope that will payoff my court fees and fines. MAYBE the company I am working for will hire me for a full time job that is coming up in March. We'll see.
I am hurt but I stilll tell people you are one of my heros. Pam said I should be more like you. No. I want to be be me no matter how messed you and, she and others think of me. I'll be okay.
He Frddies
It sounds like you are doing fine. You know the same kinda shinnaaghans goes on here in Kanatda(aka Canada).In fact I do believe we imported the welfare to work program from New Jersey. So yes we do have alot of things in common. One province or one nation refusing to deal with a person who has moved to another. It is the same for different levels of governments too. Up here we have the municipal(local government), then the provincal and some where near the top the federal and one more for good masure if you are a status Indian.They all say they get along and that they are there for the people and that everything is working. But it isn't always as smooth though. The only ones who are really working are the poor who usually neglected and mistreated by the slaves who work for the corporations.
About being just like your dad. I lost my dead about ten years ago to a heart attack which was brought on by his diabetes which was brought on by his alchololism. after his death I had alot of people tell me I looked a little bite like him; but my activism was difinitely learned from him. they have told my that they still here my dad when I speak. I am his only daughter and his oldest child and I still struggle to meet his expecttions. But I too like you want to be a little more free from his influence and there for am struggling to find my own unique identity.
Hey Rose,
That means a lot to me that you responded to me as such. I know it's hard for folk like us but most of all I think it is harder for women and children and people who don't look white. I know that is harsh thing to say, but that is the truth. Many of the people I know don't know what it is to grow up in the ghettos. at my brother, Roman's forty birthday, he said about himself, "I was the only white boy in an all black High school." his best friend said, "Hey I was there too!" My brother said, "You had a natural hair do, you didn't count." Well, though I am the eldest too, I went to that same high school as he did at the same time. My brother forgets that he is part Mexican, part Indian and held German. True, he and I weren't did not have to take the bus to school but many of the rich white kids had to that the bus to school from across town. He moved away from our home town, Alatadena/Pasadena, California, he said because the town was too brown for him and his kids.
Our high School and ghettos was in many movies where Hollywood showed ghettoes. "Dangerous Minds," starring Michelle Phiffer, comes to mind. We had drive by shootings at high school football and basketball games back in the 1970's.
I have driven the Res of different First Nations here (A term stolen by me from you good people up north.) the lower forty eight, and I have seen the poverty and the good there too. Yet, the good of people is common. We, the homeless, as a people do well and love and give love and compassion.
But you are right, once people get to that level I have something, you won't steal it from me or I worked hard too bad you lost your livelihood"
My "ex-girlfriend" is right. I did drink away my life since I have been here in Washington. My dad is right that I have brought most of this on myself. Yet, though my dad would disagree, he has not been there for me, emotionally and says I will never recover until I give my life back to the church.
Yes, work is going well. I have jobs to apply for that just might happen. The bosses I work are giving me recommendations and references for the up coming jobs and contracts.
Still I want to do more for us, for I expect more of myself. I haven't given up on the Tent City for Labor Day nor in getting bands and spondcers for it. I just have to get this monkey of court finds and fees off my back. Poor Red Turtle truck is going to need some upcoming long awaited maintenance of an oil change and tune up of spark plugs, wirers, filters and lots of love.
Good thing is that i have heard new commercials on the TV playing here, using Queen songs, "Oh You Make Me Live/Our My Best Friend." (RIGHT Now even for Caravel Cruses) and "I Want It All!"
You guys and gals mean a buch to me thanks.
We can't stop homelessness but we can help fight it.
FreddieCrazyThingCalledLove
Someone, somewhere, near Seattle