America, america…..

And So It Goes…

I am a cripple because of a car accident in America

Pronounced dead and given “Last Rites” in America

Wife became my guardian in America

Took all I had in America

Divorced me in America

Ten years of lonely days and lonely nights in America

Books – could not recall context at top of page once at bottom of page in America

Brief jobs – no insight – slow mental processing – right-side paralyzed in America

Physical therapy unaffordable in America

Could travel to new land via big jet airliner – pay rent, therapy and live meagerly but in comfort – not in America – but…

In the Philippines…

In the Philippines, for therapy, five years, but not progressive

In the Philippines, enjoyed treatment of the, “Rich American”

In the Philippines, you said you loved me and I was fooled, you pretended well

In the Philippines, you stole my money – three times

In the Philippines, we fought and we argued, but we endured

In the Philippines, you were embarrassed of me

In the Philippines, you wouldn’t introduce me to friends or family

In the Philippines, we conceived perfection

In the Philippines, you were necessary, but evil towards me

In the Philippines, I married you anyway so you could save face with your family

In the Philippines, an angel was born

In the Philippines, obtained visitor’s visa for you and angel to visit America

In the Philippines, said, “Paalam” and went aboard big jet airliner to… America

Said hello to America…

Introduced you and baby to Mom & Dad in America

Fought and argued in America

Daughter diagnosed with autism in America

Jealousy in America

Said I spent too much time with daughter in America

Would not return to Philippines because in America

Saw attorney and began filing for your citizenship

You flew to New York to visit sister from Philippines but in America

Cooked up scheme to have U. S. pay for trip back to Philippines, while in America

I filed for divorce in America

Trip to Philippines wanting me to pay even while living with another in America

Sneakily deleted all your condemning text on my cellphone in America

Being sly copied all passwords from computer in America

Her friends, once mine, infect computer with Trojan Horse Virus in America

Confront her about police and CPS out four times in one week while in America

Convicted of burglary for stepping across her threshold in America

Given a felony for that set-up and trumped-up charge in America

Disgraced me in front of my peers in America

No record, not even a mark or misdemeanor. Probation for me in America

Skedaddled to New York afraid of being put in jail in America

For saying and writing such lies to court in America

Her friend once mine and also son-in-law in America

Turns into wife beater and nearly kills my eldest daughter in America

Hard to believe, but it is I who am blessed in America

Judge awarded me primary custody of our daughter in America

She pays child support in America.

And so it goes…..

Steve Richie

Hi folks, Two lives in one lifetime. The first me, lived to age thirty-four. That Steve was overly confident and oozing with pride. Then, on a record heat-setting day (107º) here in the Twin Cities area of Minnesota and western Wisconsin, a one car near-fatal wreck left me in a two-month long coma. I emerged much as I was before minus certain physical capabilities, but my mind seemed mostly in tact. The crash and its effects did not change me (I emerged a happy individual) but the deeds perpetrated against me in the ensuing months from my wife of sixteen years scared and humbled me as I was dragged down with nothing left by my wife who now had guardianship over all of our accounts. And neither would she allow me to see our kids. She took everything out of, "Our" names and changed them to her name only; then would not allow me to our home and divorced me. I was angry, but no more. I spent half of 1988 and more than half of 1989 in hospitals, nursing homes and a three month stint at a head-injury rehab center where I was being taught how to re-enter society as this different person, that I didn't know. I was not able to return to my previous line of work, a self-employed decorator, you know, painting and paperhanging. It was a physical job which required much dexterity, finesse, and a good grasp of numbers. I returned to the beginning, school, but on a community college level. One of the instructor's liked my writing and I began focusing my attention on that. I attended classes at, "The Loft," A Place for Writers in Minneapolis. While there, a classmate of mine was having her friend from New York, a CBS executive, to her home for the holidays and asked me if she could do a critique on a couple chapters of a book I was writing, "A Day I'll Never Remember" and I obliged. When she returned to class the following Monday she told me that the exec wanted a ten-page synopsis of the book for a possible movie; I was excited. After obliging for that also, I never saw or heard from her or the guy from CBS. Next thing I knew I was watching a movie called, "Regarding Henry" starring Harrison Ford and the scenes of therapy were exactly like what I went through and had written about. Regarding Henry - could've been my story except that, "Henry" got his head injury from a gunshot and his wife stayed with him throughout the ordeal. Coincidence I'm sure, though, the therapy scenes entailed what I described in the book so I always wondered..... My hope, my dream is to bolster our income for my daughter and for myself. I am and have been raising this beautiful, talented little girl who was diagnosed with autism at age two, since 2006 singlehandedly. I divorced her mother the same year following complaints that I spent too much time with our daughter. However, Stephanie began school with no need for special education. She has been reading since age four and understanding what she'd read. Stephanie maintains straight "A's" on her report card, has published two books (through school) and has been selected as an, "Honors" student for seventh grade English. My ex moved to New York to be closer to her sister and has been remarried now for a number of years. Well, that's only a snippet of my sixty-one years and I would like to thank you for reading, thank you.

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