Post I made 11 Jun 2014 to this video of the Davidson Street Camp Destruction: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hyIzxSBh7kw

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7 people only were housed with ESG money. Three months later, money gone, back to the street. “Shelters” are NOT housing by any definition. This action was illegal and violated Federal Law from September 2012. The tents and other things should have been taken into storage, not thrown in a dumpster. The persons involved should have been able to retrieve their things within 90 days. Everyone who helped “dispose” of those things should be arrested and taken to Federal Court, have their assets frozen, sit in jail till they lose their jobs, then be released into the streets homeless. Then they can learn and understand.

“You Were Always a Real Son To Me”

“You Were Always A Real Son To Me”, copyright 20 Jan 2014
(About a certain Justin D. who knows who he is)

 

You were my mhic mo chroi [pronounced vick ma ch(ach sound)ree]

The “Son of My Heart” in Irish you be.

Ta mo anim istigh thu. [pronounced Ta manim ishtee hu]

In Irish, “My soul is within you.”

Go raibh maith agat [pronounced Gurra mah oggut]. Thank you.

You were always a real son to me.

 

I remember when you used to stay the night,

and you would go to bed without a fight.

And I would watch science fiction TV shows, right.

Like Star Trek, Stargate, and Earth: Final Conflict,

and you would complain they were not cartoons.

Now who else besides me likes science fiction?

You were always a real son to me.

 

I always enjoyed spending time with you,

going to church, McDonald’s, and the park too.

I’ll always remember you yelling across the park to me:

“Look at me, Uncle Mikey!”

You were always a real son to me.

 

I will always be proud of how people saw us playing,

and others in church saw us praying.

And others overheard me “Stop!” “No!” and “I love you” to you saying.

They thought I was your real dad,

because they saw the relationship that we had.

You were always a real son to me.

 

I will always remember your first “Uncle Mikey”,

even if I don’t remember your first “Urrrrrrr!!!!!!!”

It was in the bank in Cub Foods, now Gold’s Gym,

while I was holding you and David Wyatt was with a bank teller.

You said, “Michael, Mike, UNCLE MIKEY!!!”

You were always a real son to me.

 

You were an original Buckeye Bro,

and with David Wyatt and me an original Elephant Bro (Urrrrrrr!!!!!!!).

Happy I was to be your “Uncle Mikey Daddy Bro”,

and later with Dustin Elsbury expanded to “Cousin Uncle Mikey Daddy Bro”,

You were always a real son to me.

 

I had to love you enough to let you grow,

and love you even more to let you go.

You are now an adult, a fully grown man,

but I still enjoy spending time with you when you can.

I hope now that you are free,

that you will always come back to me.

I am truly proud of the man you grew up to be.

You were always a real son to me.