Author: Patricia

The ex signed the guest book at Keith’s Memorial Service on 12/3/2005.

Her first name, his last name, her maiden name.

Today was probably the worst day of my life. I had been busy with daily life as usual. My husband was delivering mail right across the street, but about 1130am, (not sure if that is really the time, but it’s the time that sticks in my head) he stopped by to bring me our mail, to kiss me and tell me he loved me. I had NO IDEA what was in store for our lives.

I remember looking at the clock and it said 3:38pm. I was leaving to go pick our daughter up from school and to take her and our son to get a bite to eat. They wanted McDonalds.

I got home at approximately 410pm and noticed there was a message on my phone. I listened to it. It was one that I will never forget. It was a message from my husband’s work, telling me I needed to call them, that my husband had been taken to the ER for what was thought to be a heart attack.

I did panic, but calmed myself, thinking they had to be wrong, he probably just pulled a muscle somehow, and it felt like he was having a heart attack. I called his work, and was given the number to the Big Boss. I called him. I don’t remember much from that conversation. I do remember telling my kids that they were going to stay at my neighbors house while I ran up to the hospital to check on their dad. My kids would not hear of that, they wanted to go with me. So we went. On my way out, I called my sister to tell her what was going on and she met me there.

I am not sure what time I got to the ER. I remember looking into the faces of the doctor and the nurse and I remember saying, “What? Is he DEAD? Are you going to tell me he’s dead?” The doctor and the nurse’s eyes and expression told me without them saying a word. My husband WAS gone….GONE…DEAD…HOW!? WHY?! I had just seen him earlier that day! I was looking forward to him coming home, we were going to watch a movie together, it COULDN’T be true!!!!

My husband’s boss was there, and a couple more showed up. I remember calling my Pastor, who had been performing a wedding and suddenly he was there with his wife, and I am not sure who else was there, but there were a lot of people there.

I made several phone calls, one was regrettably to my husbands ex mother in law. I didn’t want to do that, because it was my husband’s wish NOT to let his ex wife know if anything happened to him or if he passed away. (I do have the email from him to his ex regarding this.) My husband’s ex wife did call me, and was cordial for a MINUTE.

I remember telling my Pastor that I didn’t know how I was going to tell my kids, because on the way to the hospital I had already told them their daddy was going to be ok. My Pastor, with my blessing and in my presence, told my kids. My daughter cried and so did my son and my son said, “I’m going to miss him!”

I remember being with my husband not not letting the nurse leave us. I remember just crying and telling my husband to come back to me, rubbing his chest, telling him to wake up, we needed him, he can’t be gone, we have PLANS!

I remember when it was time to leave, I was with my husband and my Pastor. I remember the expression on my husbands face, it looked like he was smiling. I remember my Pastor saying that he didn’t know what my husband was thinking, but it sure looked like he was going to say something! I remember bending over to kiss my husband and hug him and I looked into his blue, blue eyes and said, “I know baby, I love you too”…and then it was time to go. That night, my sister stayed the night and I slept not. I thought if I slept holding his work shirt, with his scent, I could sleep, but when I opened the hospital bag, his shirts ad all been cut, they didn’t even look like shirts. I put them back in the bag, and have not opened it since.

This was filed 11/28/05- stating what the OSC from 11/7/05 said.

An Order to Withhold Income was also filed on 11/28/05. Anthony owes $607 per month PLUS $350 towards arrears of $1,214 (without interest) for a total of $957. per month.

Received notice from CSSD stating that my Child Support case has been reopened. THANK GOD!

Today- Nature of Proceedings: OSC

The court finds the respondent owes child support arrears in the amount of $1,214.00 plus 10% interest, plus a penalty of $1,200. Arrears, interest and penalty are to be paid at the rate of $350 per month commencing 11-15-05 by respondent to petitioner.

I have to prepare the wage assignment and order after hearing.

Again, I had Anthony served. THIS time, he was served, today. HE was served at 05:14A.M. A.M….IN THE MORNING. WOW….

Filled out paperwork on 10/5/05 and returned papers today 10/12/05, to have assistance from the DA’s office. Anthony has not paid like he’s ordered to, like I hoped he would have.

My bad, thinking I would give him a chance. 😦

Keith received a response back from the College at 6:59am. He was told that the school email “is email that they are assigned being a student but they can use for both personal and school.” and to please let the lady who responded back know if he has any other questions.

He wrote his daughter at 7:23am, forwarding the college email. He told his daughter that he inquired about her claim that the school email was just for school and not for “personal shit” as she said and that he was given different information.

SO, not only has he not been able to call his daughter on her cell phone, he can’t even email her to stay in touch. ALL at the demand of her mother and her.

How pathetic.

Keith emailed the college at 9:58pm, to ask about his daughters claim that he can’t send her personal email to her school email address. He asked if the email was for school or personal or both.

She wrote this morning at 8:00am saying, “Really now??- She is 18 and she knows you look at this. She was disappointed with you and she was when started her college life and realized you were no part of it. So- buck up and stay loose. She is doing wonderful and I am very proud of her. Too bad you don’t really know her.”

Keith responded at 8:28am “Figures you would approve of the advertising and language. Sounds like she is the one trying to portray herself as loose. Figures YOU would approve of that. It is/was HER decision to not have me part of her life, high school or college. She made the choice in 2003, if not before. SHE made the decision. Too bad so sad. Keith

Keith had also noticed that his daughter tweaked her profile to say, “These are just quotes take them as you please but don’t judge me them!! thanks” and also “If you are going to judge me by what I have on here then go right ahead but im guessing you don’t know me if you think that…”

Before she added those comments, her profile had the floor of the college dorm she was on, her college, that she and two of her friends are the “HIGHTLIGHT of the PARTY!!” “we are some Crazy B*t*h*s” “OMG Why dont you RIP off my clothes and F**K me TWICE” “SWEET F**K RIGHT”

At 6:07 pm, his daughter emailed him with the subject, “LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” She writes, as her last words to him, “Richard, WHY DONT YOU JUST FUCK OFF!!!! Im tired of you trying to get in my life stop…I hate you and i hate what you are doing…stop fucking caring and if you did care why dont you fucking callme…im guessing thats to fucking hard for you…IM 18 and I CAN DO WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT…I DONT NEED YOU IN MY LIFE SCREWING IT UP…Im doing just fine wihtout you in my life i have made it this far im sure i can make the rest wihtout you…just leave me alone and stay out of my life BYE”

At 6:20pm she also emailed Keith a response to an email he sent her last night to her school email. It was of nothing significant, just a FWD titled “Only Smart People can Read This” It was a paragraph written with words with their letters mixed up. Stepdaughter wrote her dad and said, “THIS E-MAIL FOR SCHOOL…NOT FOR PERSONAL SHIT…SO STOP SENDING E-MAILS HERE THANKS.”

At 6:20pm, Keith wrote, “wow (his daughter’s name) what a trashy mouth you have. I sure hope you feel better. You have a lot of growing up to do, A LOT. I didn’t do anything to you. YOU told me to NOT to call you, remember? Or do I need to refresh your memory about how I asked you 2 years ago if we could start over, and what your response was. Just because I do as you ask doesn’t mean I don’t care. I haven’t screwed up your life at all, but as usual, it is easier to blame someone else (me) than take responsibility for your own actions and your own part in the break down of the things, huh? Of course it is.

I pray nothing ever happens to you while you are at College. Bye”

To the email about the college email for school only, Keith responded at 6:21pm and wrote, “whatever smart mouth.”

6:26pm, his daughter responds back, “THANKS FOR THE COMMENT REALLY APPRECIATE IT…STAY OUT… I DONT NEED YOU IN MY LIFE I HAVE MADE IT THIS FAR IM SURE I CAN DO THE REST WIHTOUT YOU AS WELL…. MOM…TELL HIM TO STOP RUINING MY LIFE PLEASE…”

Keith responded at 6:30pm, “how do you think I should have responded? Your filth laden email, doesn’t deserve anymore than the response I gave you. You really need to grow up. If you don’t want me to email you, quit emailing me. how’s that/ You didn’t have to respond. You took my concern for you and what has happened to the other two girls and turned it around. You did it just like your mom did. If you are so grown up, and 18 and can do whatever you want, why don’t you fight your OWN battles. I always offered my help, said it was there if you wanted it, you couldn’t ask me. Instead, what do you do? Send emails like the filth laden one you sent. FINE (her name). I GOT YOUR MESSAGE. SEE YA.”

Keith noticed that she has changed her Directory Public Profile to read, “STAY OUT I DONT NEED YOU ANYMORE IN MY LIFE I HAVE MADE IT THIS FAR WITHOUT YOU IM SURE I CAN MAKE THE REST OF THE WAY WITHOUT YOU!!”

He emailed just her at 6:35pm and said, “You really need to grow up. Make sure you tell your buddies that it was YOUR choice and your decision to not have me in your life. Remember, there are two sides to every story.” and then he asked what happened to her boyfriend, a guy named “Mario.”

JUST WOW… After dealing with all this since his divorce from their mother in November 1990, he was DONE. Both his kids are “adults” now, or so they say they are.