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I
did not write this book to get your sympathy, nor beg your
forgiveness. I wrote it because this story needed to be told. I
wrote it for all of the people out there who think that the world is
full of heartless, uncaring, ruthless people. It is also for those
who choose to believe that there is no God. This book was written to
show all of those people that they are mistaken. My story is proof
that good people are out there everywhere and that without question,
there is a God and all you have to do is believe and ask for help, I
did.
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TABLE
OF
CONTENTS
Introduction
Chapter One:
A
Little Background
Chapter Two:
The
Beginning of the End
Chapter Three:
Finding God the Hard Way
Chapter Four:
Accepting Reality
Chapter Five:
A
Simple Plan
Chapter Six:
A
Breath of Fresh Air
Chapter Seven:
The
Flip of a Nickel
Chapter Eight:
Hello
Houston
Chapter Nine:
A New
Life Blooms
Chapter Ten:
Meet
the F.B.I.
Chapter Eleven:
The
Fight of Our Lives
Chapter Twelve:
A
Surprise Attack
Chapter Thirteen:
No
Donuts Here
Chapter Fourteen:
In
Retrospect
Chapter Fifteen:
No
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INTRODUCTION
On the evening of Friday, August
7th, 1981, for the first time in two months, I could legally go to my home and
pick up my two children for the weekend. Finally the law was on my side and my
wife had no choice but to let me see them. The joy on our faces was blatantly
obvious and very upsetting to her. She pushed a finger into my chest in a last
act of spitefulness and said, “You have them back here Sunday by 6 P.M. you
bastard, or I’ll never let you see them again.” I quickly smiled and said “Yes,
ma’am,” knowing deep down inside that if all went well she would be the one that
would never see us again.
It was a broad smile that came
easily that evening. Not only was I getting to see my children for the first
time in a very long time, I was about to change all of our lives in one short
weekend.
And it was the first time in what
seemed like an eternity that I had reason to smile.
At one o’clock in the morning on
Sunday, August 9th, I carried my two sleeping children from my parents’ house to
the van waiting out in the driveway, laid them on sleeping bags and we were
gone. I told no one where we were going. I couldn’t risk it. We headed to the
last place that I expected anyone would ever think to look for us. That was my
first mistake.
About six weeks later I was
climbing over a fence at the back of a Phoenix car dealership while the police
were in the office at the front.
And about 10 days after that, in a
motel room in Van Horn, Texas, I flipped a nickel to decide whether we were
going to go to Dallas or Houston. It made no difference to me whatsoever; I didn’t know one soul
in the entire state. It landed tails. Decided by the flip of a nickel in a
little town that we had never heard of, we were going to start new lives once
again, this time in Houston and I was the only person on planet earth that knew
it! I quickly learned from my prior mistake and used an assumed name until I
could no longer pull it off and I saved as much money as I could, knowing full
well that the shit would hit the fan one day and I had better be prepared. But
until then we would have the time of our lives and we would enjoy every minute
of every day, the three of us always aware that it could be our last day
together. The future would hold many surprises for us, from fear to love, from
handcuffs to happiness, help from the most unlikely sources and unquestioned
support from everyone we met.
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