Another Anniversary of sorts...... I didnt fully understand what had happened November 9th, 2011 at the time. After returning from my gig with the Circus, I came back home and needed something to do. My Insurance agent introduced me to a guy named Travis Brune who was opening up furniture stores in Branson, Springfield and Joplin. He needed someone to open and run this Joplin store called Rest on 7, that was going to be opening in an old building on 7th street that was once a Cadillac Auto dealership. They had converted a large area of the building into showroom, part of it was warehouse (where the service area once was) and part of that warehouse was sectioned off as the landlords used it to store some very old wrecked automobiles. The story was that the cars had been in accidents where a death had occurred and there was a lawsuit involved. The owners of the building, are personal injury attorneys. I failed to mention, part of the building where the break room once was, was made into an apartment for me, where I would sleep and stay several days a week. As I spent several weeks there, at night time i would have all kinds of strange things happen and would hear strange noises in the warehouse coming from the area of these wrecked cars and motorcycles. Personally, I think there was some spirits hanging around those things, looking for peace. The day before my accident on the property, there was a woman shopping in the store and she had a little girl of about 5 years old with her. At one point the little girl ran and hid under a table in the store. I asked her if she was OK and she started pointing and saying that man is mad and he doesnt want us here!! Now this made me feel really strange because there was NO ONE in the store, but she was seeing SOMETHING!!! They ended up leaving and that left me somewhat uneasy, but just chalked it up to a childs imagination. The very next day as I was moving something in the store, I felt like I was pushed and I ended up falling into a very old plate glass window, severely damaging my hand, severing my arm and injuring my head. After three years I have healed fairly well and have done a little better dealing with and understanding the PTSD. Since the owner never bought and insurance and closed all of the stores abruptly, I have never been able to recoup any of the medical bills or anything. As a matter of fact, he and his wife have never so much as called me to see if Im OK. Sometimes things start out to be fun, exciting and full of promise, only to leave you broken and disappointed. Im trying to forgive these people for turning their backs but its hard. I AM VERY thankful to the surgeons that made the repairs and saved my hand in that MERCY TENT (Since the hospital was gone from the Tornado)!!
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 01:07:13 +0000
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