You never know what someone will teach you and the future impact it will have on your life. "You can't help me, only mommy can because she is the teacher," My daughter was having difficulty doing her math assignment for school and so I offered to help her in this frustrating situation as math was one of my favorite subjects. This turned out to be the most memorable remark my former daughter said to me before I left her life. Mommy is the teacher...and I will provide a small example of mommy educating her daughter...as seen below:
Above represents how Judy Saint and Christopher Saint presented a book they co-authored and made it available on Amazon back in the early 2000s. Now, it's important to realize that if you got an autographed copy of their book, they wanted the purchaser to know it was priceless. And if the book was autographed by the authors, it was even more priceless. OK, that seems reasonable.
At the time that I discovered this book on the internet, there were only two book reviews that were attached to this book titled "IC Layout Basics: A Practical Guide." One book review was submitted by a person named Jack Pryor and the other book review was submitted by a person named Michelle Payne.
What's interesting about all of this is the fact that Judy Saint-whom at the time, has a daughter named Michelle Payne-whom at the time, attended the College of William & Mary. She also has a son named Jack Pryor-whom at the time, identifies himself as R & D engineer, Medtronic-a fact I wasn't able to verify.
What are the odds that the two book reviews, seen above, were submitted by individuals who have names that are identical to the names of children she has? I was so riveted by this revelation that I found myself contacting the College of William & Mary to let them know how clever Michelle was in submitting a book review for her mother and suggested to them it might be a great idea to add a 12 week course on " The art of having good ethics," to their curriculum. I never received a response from them. LOL
Now, there's more interesting stuff to this story above, which is below. I recently (2025) searched Amazon for this same book called "IC Layout Basics: A Practical Guide," and discovered that the original two reviews I have revealed above, no longer exist for this book-why not? Now, when you do a book review history, what currently shows up are approximately a dozen or more reviews along with these two reviews as seen below-that were submitted on the same date:
The original JACK PRYOR comment is no longer available anywhere (and if it does, I couldn't find it), and the new JACK PRYOR comment above is the only one I could find currently available today. Jack Pryor supposedly submitted his new comment on April 20, 2002...the same date that John Bullock submitted his comment. Both comments generated a "5 people found this helpful," on Amazon. Jack Pryor started his first comment at the top stating "You're absolutely right- it is a Bedtime Engineering Book." And on April 20, 2002 his new comment stated "This book truly is a "Bedtime Engineering Book."
Also worth mentioning is the posted comment from Michelle Payne, I wasn't able to re-locate and apparently it is no longer available...maybe it is but I just couldn't find it. Yes Michelle, I can't teach you because only mommy can. Mommy has proven time and time again just how dishonest she was and probably still is and she showed her daughter that being dishonest doesn't matter as long as it helps a person get ahead. It appears Michelle has cuddled the niffty teachings that Mommy has ladled into her life. LOL
There is a story to tell pertaining to the writing of Charles Nordby's book about Raley's in 1991 and how it impacted my life. And by the way, I guess it can be said it was me who wrote my dad's book from the letters he sent to my brother Jack.
Yes, it was me who assisted my dad in writing his book. I spent many weeks on our computer trying to decipher what my dad was saying in his letters that he mailed to my brother Jack from his Lake Tahoe residence...actually, Judy wanted me to know it was her computer. It was me who came up with many of his catchy phrases, etc., inside his book. Plus, I made many suggestions to him about what he should have in his book. The "To The Reader," page is what I told him to include-and to start off by saying "It has taken me approximately 13 weeks to complete my book..." along with his "questions and answers," section. Jack provided the quote from Chuck Collings seen below:
However, it was Charles Nordby's life-long truth that he provided which became the main ingredient to his book.
Was I dealing with a lot of stress in assisting my dad in writing his book? Absolutely yes. I was the only child he had who had the means in Sacramento to help him.
Judy was totally unreasonable about me assisting my dad and adamant that I did not help my dad with his book. There were many nights I had to stay up late in our home office without Judy knowing and secretly spend my time on my dad's book.
We had just purchased a new "turbo style computer," which we loaded with a WordPerfect word processing program and this was the program I used to put this book together. There were many times I lost every thing I had typed because of a glitch in the system that required me to start all over again in this WordPerfect program...it was just insane.
Finally, after another bout of arguing with Judy concerning helping my dad write his book, I decided it was time for me to leave this life/marriage or aka crazy situation because a woman was convinced that my dad was lying about his Raley's story and she did not want to be sued...wow, she was calling my dad a liar. I just never shared this story with her for the many years we were married.
As I mentioned, I spent a lot of time under extreme stress putting together my dad's book about Raley's. My dad was sending his story through the US mail to my brother Jack and then Jack would provide it to me. I already had Judy objecting to my dad's story and also objecting to the fact I was assisting him in getting this book about his story completed. Once again, I had never shared this story about my dad and Raley's with Judy for the nine or more years we were married. And then when she heard it, she didn't believe it.
When she saw the faxes I was sending to Chuck Collings and Raley's on a daily basis, she freaked out and thought we were going to be sued. We received a notice from the post office that there was a certified letter waiting for me to pick up. I told her that the certified letter was probably from Raley's. Her only vision at this time was we were going to lose our assets in a lawsuit and I kept trying to convince her that will never happen.
I told Judy we weren't going to be sued because my dad's story was true. She refused to listen to reason and then she completely lost it by coming up with her own letter to fax Raley's and making it appear the letter was from me by having me sign this letter. Her letter that she faxed to Raley's was basically a humiliation towards my dad and down playing his story about his employment with Raley's...she was making it appear in this letter that I was apologizing to Chuck Collings and asked for his forgiveness. I couldn't believe that Judy would humiliate me like this, and then without my dad knowing, humiliate him too.
She demanded that I would not pick up that certified letter. I didn't pick up this certified letter until after Judy faxed her letter-with my signature-to Raley's...and so Raley's probably thought at the time I had read Collings' certified letter and became scared shitless...by what they read in Judy's letter...which they thought was from me. LOL Had they checked the return receipt signature and date of Collings certified letter they would have realized that the date I picked up Collings certified letter was days after Judy sent her fax to Raley's. You can't make this story up....LOL
I shared with my brother Jack how my wife Judy turned into a raving maniac about our dad's story here in Sacramento and then Jack suggested I get the certified letter waiting to be pick-up at the Post Office so we could see what Raley's had to say to me. I did pick up the certified letter.
Wow, Chuck Collings responded back to me for only one reason: Lie about our father and then threaten me with a lawsuit if I continued to spread falsehoods. Now Jack, after we read Collings' letter, wrote Collings a letter too and set him up with some known facts to see if Collings would write Jack a letter. Collings did write Jack a letter. Included in Collings' letter to Jack was a copy of the letter Judy had faxed him (the letter he assumed was from me), to share with Jack what my responsed was to his certified letter. After Jack received his letter from Collings, we decided to visit Collings in his office and this is when Collings told us our father was just a boozer...the future revealed Collings was going to receive a rude awakening.
I finally decided-enough is enough. I left Judy and took the home computer with me and went to stay with Jack who had a house in Sacramento. This move of mine freaked out Judy and she demanded that I return "her" computer...and I told her I would return "her" computer when I was finished helping my dad. I finally finished the book and Jack was successful in creating a book cover for my dad's book and the two of us created the back cover which said "The man they didn't remember will become the man they never forget."
My brothers Tom and Jack proof read the book to catch any errors. There were a couple of factual errors but they were corrected. They felt they had witnessed a miracle on that day when they were able to convince me to remove the 100 times I inserted the word "fucker," into the book as they said it'll be a lot more professional from a reader's perspective LOL. Oh, it should be noted that the book printers in Sacramento would not assist us.
We had a copy company provide us with a large number of copies. Our first copy of the book was delivered to Joyce Raley Teel. I then hand delivered copies of this book to many news media personalities in the Sacramento area...i.e. Stan Atkinson, etc...aka phonies.
I made arrangements to meet Judy with my two children so I could return her computer to her. I gave Michelle, Jack and Judy a copy of Grandpa's book...and she got her computer back...see ya.
This story did not become a bed time engineering book, however, it became
Before my dad passed away, he visited me at my workplace and wanted me to know that when he got his settlement from Raley's, he wanted me to have 1/3 of it. I looked at my dad and told him "I don't want your money, all I want is for you to be taken care of." Raley's destroyed this man's life by cheating him and I wanted my dad to know I was more than happy to assist him regardless of what I went through to accomplish this...
This is a picture of a 1989 Honda Accord. It is very similar to the car that Judy bought herself when we moved from North Highlands to Elk Grove in the year 1989-but I believe it was silver and it was more of a custom painted Honda Accord. Even though we were married, she bought this car for herself so that she could start her new job as an Elk Grove middle school teacher which was approximately a mile from where we lived. Now, from this Elk Grove location, I was taking a 20 mile commute to Sacramento in a 10-year-old Datsun-a car tht I had purchased before we were married.
Judy was adamant in telling me that she didn't want me to drive her new car...in which I never did drive in the remaining few years of our marriage. Because my Datsun was aging and I was the person who really commuted to work, we decided to get me a different car and we found a newer used car to purchase...and to this day I do not remember what it was.
In 1990, (around this time period), I obtained two Morgan silver dollars minted back in the 1880s, while working for Lucky Stores. They were in excellent condition. I gave one of the silver dollars to Michelle and gave one to Jack. It's been around 35 years since I gave each of them this silver dollar. Do they still have them today?
Or did Mommy end up keeping them for herself? Everything seemed to belong to Judy.
Yes Judy, there is a God and someday you will find out. What Judy did to me will come to light. Judy thinks she was really clever with what she tried to do to me back in the 90s. Judy's belonging to Mensa went to her head and she should have been held accountable for the scheme she put in motion to try and ruin my life. If I had a decent family law attorney during this time period, he would have played hardball with her after I gave him the telephone conversations that she had with me that completely destroyed her narrative that she was terrified of me and my daughter Michelle would hide in the bathroom whenever I came over for a visit. My attorney was correct when he said she was using parental alienation with my daughter against me...
Judy wanted to think she won this situation when my attorney got me to sign an adoption of Michelle for her new husband that would end my parental rights. The two audio conversations I had showed my attorney she was lying and this revelation assisted me in stopping all child support payments being given to her that probably wasn't even being used in Michelle's behalf. But Judy thought she needed to look like the winner in this situation, so her attorney and my attorney figured out a way to have me sign an adoption authorization for her new husband and end my parental rights...why not, she is already calling this man "dad." And July losing child support from me made this arrangement with this guy who is adopting Michelle a way for her to collect child support from him if her new marriage doesn't work out.
I could have taken my CHESS game victory against her and pushed for jail time---but the courts in Sacramento didn't want the publicity out there showing how a woman was defrauding the court system in her attempt to GET revenge against her former husband...and by looking at what she has become, I should have done this because she used the court system to commit a felony against me. One thing she indicated in her declaration to get a restraining order was "Frank has said revenge is his sweetness in life." Now, it is easy to see that this is a concoction made up by somebody who belongs to mensa and what she really believes. When I read that statement I had to shake my head and understand that everything she was doing was being projected onto me.
Let's have a memory lane moment by listening to the two phone conversations Judy had with me...and then a couple of weeks or so later, she is telling a judge, plus writing a declaration, under the penalty of perjury, that she and my daughter are terrified of me SINCE I LEFT THE MARRIAGE OVER A YEAR EARLIER: LISTEN
And when listening to the audio of her, the big reason she sounds so sweet to me is that she considers me a part of her life because I had signed a quit-deed on the Elk Grove house and doing this made it possible for her and the kids to stay there as Judy had a new boyfriend (soon husband) and he could make up the loss of my income to support the household. She knows by me signing that quit-deed form that I will no longer have any interest in the home.
Get this: In our visit with a paralegal we hired for our divorce, she wanted me to pay her spousal support (along with child support). Her income as a math teacher, with a master's degree, has an income so much higher than mine, and she wanted spousal support. She probably knew I was entitled to spousal support because she obtained her master's degree while we were married and that alone boosted her income potential much higher than mine. Judy didn't get this and it was struck down...but she did get the child support for 22 months until the spigot was turned off.
She actually did to me what Obama, his administration, many democrats and the corrupt news media did to Trump after he won the 2016 presidency. Our situation was just a small personal relationship matter and nothing compared to Trump's. But what made this similar is the fact that she took an untruth, shared it with a person as if it were true, knowing that his person (Shirley Glasser) was going to spread this untruth with other people. Seeing that she is a political donor to the Democrats I will share the similarity:
President Obama and the democrats were certain that Hillary Clinton was going to win the 2016 presidency...but she didn't and Trump won. Traitor Obama, his corrupt administration/other democrats and the corrupt news media hated Donald Trump and when he won the election they hated him even more and developed more TDS (Trump Derangement Syndrome). So, Obama and his top aides, created a lie about Trump. They falsely claimed he was in collusion with Russian/Putin and Putin helped Trump get elected. It was a lie but they were going to push this lie so that it would ruin Trump's presidency and maybe get him kicked out of office by impeachment. This lie was conveniently pushed by corrupt democrats along with the corrupt media to destroy Trump's presidency. It was a COUP. This is what people do.
When Judy found out that I had confessed to her new husband that Judy was still involved with me, and when Judy found out I also confessed to Social Security that she was receiving money that she shouldn't have been receiving, she had a real-time "Medusa empowerment flare-up" and sparks were flying everywhere...and I am sure computer engineers at Nasa, who reviewed satellite space videos above Earth, were reporting suspicious fire-works type lights in and around a community located in central CA. And this is when I was hit over the head with a COUP. Restraining orders and you name it...in an attempt to keep me away from her, our two kids, etc. Judy never revealed to me that she was suited with a nuclear device that was set to go off under certain situations.
Judy told Shirley Glasser that I had been inappropriate with my daughter Michelle. She knew when she told Shirley that false accusation, that it was a lie, however, Judy also knew Shirley would share this same lie with others. Shirley told my sister Claudia over the phone this lie. When I heard it I made sure the Church she attended got an earful. So, the next thing that took place, my brother Jack attended the next family court hearing taking place to see if Judy would say anything like she told Shirley, that day, inside of that courtroom...but Judy didn't. Judy only stated in court that I had raped Shirley which wasn't true either. Yes, you can't make this up. However, Judy never said anything in front of the court or family court services of me being inappropriate with Michelle.
It's hard to define "inappropriate." Could this be an example of being inappropriate: When Judy and I were driving back from Idaho, with 4-year-old boy, Jack, sleeping in the back seat, she was having oral sex with me while I was driving...with a 4-year-old-boy sleeping in the back seat. I sure didn't encourage Judy to do this kind of activity. I have to wonder if Judy would consider that as being inappropriate? Maybe I should have asked Judge Nancy Sweet, in family court, what her opinion would be for this kind of behaviour from a woman while a man is driving and her son is in the back seat of the car.
Here is a doozy experience I had the privilege of receiving while in Judge Sweet's courtroom: "Mr. Nordby, I don't believe a word you say." She made that remark to me while I was in a packed courtroom. I was so confused by all of this that I contacted the CDC in Atlanta, Georgia, to let them know that there was a crazy malady going around here in Sacramento where one of the symptoms by those afflicted with it was this dire need to call a Nordby a liar and that I believed the water being drank here needed to be tested ASAP. The CDC responded by saying "Mr. Nordby, thanks for contacting us...but we don't believe a word you are saying." LOL
Then when I sent Judge Sweet two conversations that Judy had with me over the phone...her office sent it back to me stating Judge Sweet doesn't accept ex-parte communications...yeah right. I guess she was the family court judge assigned to advocate for women committing perjury. The words "Mr Nordby, I don't believe a word you say," is still ringing inside my ears. "I don't believe a word you say," must be the go to phrase that female judges use to protect women they know who are obviously committing perjury.
One of the few times Judy sported a smile on her face was when she heard the Judge make that prejudicial remark which was totally inappropriate (ok-another example of being inappropriate), and probably the last time Judy had a smile like that on her face was when daddy took her to the local ice cream shoppe to get a triple scoop of ice cream placed on the top of that waffle cone.
WOW I learned through this experience that the court system isn't decided by the law-right or wrong-facts or evidence, in many cases it is decided whether or not the Judge likes the person who standing in front of them or whether the Judge is being paid off as in the case my dad had with Raley's-Judge Joe Gray. Judge Gray was corrupt and didn't rule fairly on anything Charles Nordby presented to him. A person will never gain justice in a courtroom where the presiding judge is bought off. In America, the court system is a joke, a scam, and a shameful sham.
Judy was smart with what she was trying to do against me. Had she made any claim related to child molestation, family court services Child Protection would have taken Michelle and investigate Judy's claim. Judy would have been exposed for what she was trying to do me if they had done an investigation. She didn't want to risk being caught lying so she would use some kind of an ambiguous remark and share it with Shirley-and which whatever it was, wasn't true, knowing that Shirley was going to tell it to others to spread the lie.
I was very disappointed that Judy didn't appreciate everything I went through living in Elk Grove with her because what she did to me in the court system made that Elk Grove nonsense look so much smaller in comparison. But she was caught lying-let's listen again: LISTEN I just didn't get any justice.
My brother Jack wrote Shirley a letter claiming that she (Judy) didn't say anything about Frank being inappropriate with Michelle during a court hearing---and that letter he wrote to her probably freaked her out. He told her that if he finds out she says another lie he will show up at her church-and then ended his letter to her stating..."you know I will." After Shirley received Jack's letter maybe this is why she eventually left CA and moved to Iowa. Shirley was similar to Judy---a serial liar and a con.
Being completely tired of this insanity and knowing had I so much evidence against them, I reached out to the Monte Williams Show and told them there were two women in Sacramento who were fraudulently using the court system to try and ruin my life and I will provide them a unique show. Amazingly, the show responded back and wanted me to talk to them.
I really wanted to expose them and too bad I couldn't get the Jerry Springer show to feature this mud-bath-slinging-brawl as his viewers needed some creative fresh-squeezed 100% crap splashed in their face. Williams' show said Shirley, when asked, didn't want the invitation but "publicity hog Judy" seemed to agree to be featured. Unfortunately , this show wouldn't take place because they told me they needed both female wrestlers to get into the mud with me. Imagine had this show taken place...people would be heard at their state jobs saying "Did you watch yesterday's Montel Williams show and see the two female wrestlers slinging mud at that poor skinny guy? Yes I did-those two female wrestlers could really sling that stuff."
LOL
I am not proud of everything that happened in my friendship with Shirley, but she was alsolutely right when she told me that relationships are risky as she was pulling my hair, reaching into my pants, tearing my shirt and then finally shuting the door in my face...just like the risk Charles Nordby took with a man who told him "My word is my bond." I am sure Collings had that same phrase on the tip of his tongue when Charles Nordby walked away from Raley's. Both Glasser and Collings used "Christianity" as their tool to con.
As BoB Seger would say:
"Turn the Page."...
as quickly as you can.
UNDER CONSTRUCTION
Yes Judy had a gun
Some time after I left the marriage, and after I had finished with my dad's book, she called me and wanted me to join her at a firing range where she was practicing firing her gun. I knew she had a gun while we were married but this gun was never brought out or even focused on. For as long as we were married she never fired her gun. However, I did meet her there at that firing range.
Looking back at that time period during the 90s, we had another meeting together (at a different location and before this firing range set-up), when I learned something very interesting from her. She told me that she had a one million dollar insurance policy and she was never really concerned about being sued by Raley's. It didn't make any sense to me because why didn't she tell me this while I was under extreme stress to assist my dad with his book and she was demanding I stop helping my dad? Strange that a wife would get a one million dollar insurance policy without telling her husband.
The reason why I want to put a magnifying glass to this is because when I first met her in the early 80s, she had recently lost her first husband, named Jack. He had been in a motorcycle accident and suffered severe injuries in which he later died while under dialysis. She told me the story of the events and that her husband was on dialysis for such a long time. In which I was really saddened that she experienced this. However, there were things she mentioned about how he eventually "just finally died" and how...she just dealt...with his death. I had a lot of "wondering" taking place inside of my brain about her story of his death.
OK-so today I am being very suspicious about why she wanted me (her second husband and divorced), to meet her at a shooting range, and honestly, why at this particular moment when she knows I haven't been doing well emotionally with all that I have gone through. In her eyes I am not on a dialysis machine but maybe in her eyes she sees me disabled just as he was. Something is just not right here.
After I read the declaration she filed with the court to obtain a restraining order against me, I thought she had gone off the deep end. After my brother Jack read it, he contacted her and she cut him off and told him he didn't know what he was talking about and hung up the phone on him. (The reason she sought out a restraining order is explained within the section called Judy, there is a God...)
Did she miss an opportunity-or couldn't find the right opportunity to kill me, and make it look like an accident, while I visited her at the shooting range some months earlier? I just don't know. Why did she want me to meet her at a firing range? This is the last place I would expect to be invited to by an ex-wife who really never cared about me in the first place. I had never been to a firing range before...bizarre to say the least.
Extra info: When I was going to have surgery on both of my feet (I believe was in early 1990), she told me to make sure I didn't schedule the surgery when she was busy with school, etc.-which is understandable. When I did have the surgery, that required me to stay a day or two in the hospital, (I believe it was two), she never contacted me while I there and I had to have one of my brothers drive me home from the hospital. Strange too is that when I got home I noticed the IV/cord was still attached to my arm and I had to call Kaiser and let them know about this-they just told me to remove it myself. After seeing that I still had the IV cord in my arm, I was praying that Kaiser did a good job with the surgery...and thankfully they did.
Anyone for a game of croquet?
Above is the home that Judy owned when we were first married. located at 6508 Larry Way. It was a small home that we lived in for nearly, I believe, seven years? The back yard was large and I had gardens where I grew tomatoes; cucumbers; cantaloups; corn; peas; mammoth sunflowers; etc. I liked this home and I ran on the streets of North Highlands and occasionally at the track of a North Highlands high school. The surrounding area was considered a high crime area. I am not sure what the crime situation is today. I believe Judy stills owns this home.
8917 Royal Gate Way, Elk Grove, CA
This is the home Judy convinced me we should purchase in 1989 so Judy could be closer to the new job she was about to take working for an Elk Grove School District's middle school. This would be the first job she held outside of the home since the two of us were married...and obtaining her master's degree in math while we lived in North Highlands made securing a good paying job so much easier. Correction-Judy occasionally did marriage photography as a side job when someone wanted to use her photography skills and Judy did have good skills when it came to photography.
With the loan for this large house, along with the purchase of a new water purifying system, such as reverse osmosis, and Judy, being a proud member of Mensa, calculated we could now actually afford to have that expensive custom-designed swimming pool put in our back yard. Plus, those solar panels she purchased to heat the pool was the final blow to our fiscal budget which clearly revealed to my two eyeballs that we were swimming in a tsunami of debt long before anyone swam butterfly strokes in this swimming pool.
May I add a quiet little secret to all of this purchasing insanity? The people Judy hired to put in the swimming pool in the back yard were eventually so overwhelmed by Judy's demands that they actually refused to continue on with the job and left before it was finished thus sacrificing the remaining payment they would have received had they stayed and finished the damn pool...but to them, they knew when the heat from hell was burning their feet and they also knew when it was time for them to leave to cool them off.
In addition to all of the above, I don't want to forget to include the $3000 oriental rug she purchased for the hallway entrance and the expensive pool table she added to the credit card for one of the large empty rooms. Yes, Judy was going to need a good paying job, which would be added to my job, that would help pay for this fancy upgrade to our lives in beautiful Elk Grove. Oh by the way, she succeeded in getting me to stop playing on the pool table by her constant complaining about me leaving cue stick chalk on the pool table felt...cue stick chalk I would always remember to brush off after I was finished playing. And what's the big deal with having chalk on the felt? She could have just asked the recently hired housekeeper to add the "removal of pool table chalk," to the list of her clean up chores. LOL
I will humbly admit that I am not smart enough to be a member of Mensa and unless the Mars Corporation introduces a new Snickers Bar that will make a person incredibly smart after eating one, then I believe I will never be smart enough to be a member of Mensa. Now, with that being said, I will also admit that I was smart enough to know, without taking an IQ test, that with all of this excess spending glaring at me from every which way I looked, I would soon be seeking out a second job, without a master's degree in math in my hand, to be used to impress any potential new employer. LOL
It really wasn't a surprise for me to learn that after I left the marriage she saw the necessity to get counseling for her "control issues" which she skillfully used to open that custom-made expensive exit door she had added to the side of the house for me to gleefully leave through. We should have just stayed in North Highlands to live a simple and stress free life as I had no problem feeling secure running in that part of town even with a much higher crime rate.
But the big surprise to all of this above is that I never felt secure in Elk Grove...for some strange reason. At that time, Elk Grove was mostly a rural area and the home that we purchased was in a brand new home construction development called Camden Passage. These were very nice homes. So, when I ran, which on some days equaled 10 miles in distance, this running took place on long and lonely roads in the Elk Grove area. I always felt like I could be an easy target for somebody who saw me running out there and didn't like me. I know this is being paranoid...but I had to be smart about where I was running. I wanted to introduce myself to the people who owned the farms out there to see if I could sniff out any one who might not like me when they saw me running so I could maybe change the way they felt about me...but that never happened. lol.
And I can't forget this experience I had while running out there in nowhere land: On one stretch of an Elk Grove rural road, I must have been running where birds were nesting in the trees that were aligned along this two-lane road at the time. Now, if I harbored a paranoia about being an easy target while running, these birds should have been #1 on my list of concerns. They would swoop down and attack me while I was running in this area. It felt like a remake of Alfred Hitckcock's movie "The Birds," was taking place and I was the doomed character in this film and eventually my eyes would be grossly plucked out by a dozen or more whacked-out crows or black birds and my corpse would be out there on this lonely Elk Grove country road and continuously be run over and over by farmers in their pick-up trucks, while they headed on over to the local feed store in town to buy fertilizer, manure and their lottery tickets. It was really scary to be in that vulnerable situation and my usual "nice doggy-stay back" routine I used with the other threats I encountered while running wasn't going to work with these pissed-off birds...movie intermission.
Saving the best for last: The ultimate experience I had out there in Elk Grove's rural America, while I was running, was seeing peacocks (I forget how many), that were slowly strolling down this driveway with its feathers spread out and heading to a person's home-I assumed. It was simply an absolutely never-ending-eternal-vision and this sight completely stopped me in my tracks to admire the beauty. Something I would have never experienced had I not pointed my running shoes in that direction on that day and this provided me with just another small reminder, covered with feathers, that there is a GOD.
I picked up the two kids from school when it was over for the day. Judy was teaching at this Middle School and so I tried to make sure the kids were occupied with things to do...like doing their homework. Many times I took them to a park. Occassionally I would take them to a Jr. College that had a track so I could get some running in.
I would tell Jack and Michelle that they could get some exercise too and if they didn't want to do that they could just sit in the bleacher stands and watch me. I was hoping they would want to get some exercise. Not once, on the number of times we went to this track, did they do anything other than sit in the stands while they watched me running. Judy wasn't big on exercising and so it apeared to me that they didn't want to exercise either because mommy didn't. All they did was just stare at me while I ran. I didn't have a lot of influence on them.