During the Coronavirus Pandemic, my best decision was to take on the challenge of a difficult parcel of land in the mountains. I could not risk my life and the lives of others by continuing to share a place in the big city or smaller town and the side of a small mountain provided both a legally mandated quarantine from pandemic death and a place to permanently drop emotional baggage.
This was around March of 2020 and I was working on a new travel and tourism program through an opportunity with NY State.
I am changing directions and in many ways feel a rejuvenation. Currently, I am working on home, music, learning the ins and outs of a ship and shipbuilding. Perhaps a tour will happen at some point in the future.
“ If you come for me in the wrong way, I will defend myself as much as the law will allow.”
It has come to my attention that someone or something has been dogging me. As elementary knowledge, it was my Aunt Patricia who taught me that if someone started a fight with me directly (or secretly) I did not have to be violent, but that someone, if only myself would have to act defensively.
A few days after she said that, Aunt Pat got onto my elementary school bus and into the face of the older boy picking on me; she was a skinny woman but she wore ripped jeans, white t shirts, boots and beer with her poker. I was a mere boy barely five years old and the boy may have been a teenager. Aunt Patricia passed away years ago and today I am no longer a tiny boy on a yellow school bus. Some things I may have to do for myself. Therefore, understand this.
If you come for me in the wrong way, I will not turn the other cheek nor will many others. Not only will I defend myself but things are set up so that many groups may come for you at some hour. We will get the law to come after you too