Here I am with my husband Johnnie.
I remember when I was attending Quincy Elementary School in Cleveland, Ohio, someone had stolen my lunch money and I locked down the classroom and began to inter...ver másHere I am with my husband Johnnie.
I remember when I was attending Quincy Elementary School in Cleveland, Ohio, someone had stolen my lunch money and I locked down the classroom and began to interrogate each student. I never found my lunch money but when I left the room I was an activist.
Fast forward to today, in 1988, my family and I relocated to Houston, Texas, in what we thought would be the most peaceful, happiest time of our life. We arrived with a virgin spirit and hope for a new life in a new place.
We always say God must have wanted us to live in Texas because it is a long way from home. Who would have thought that our purchase into a planned community would have uncovered the worse abuse of Constitutional Law we have ever seen in our lives.
We found the oppression to be worse than any living condition we had ever been in. What we endured for many years trying to right a wrong was a black hole in our life.
I wrote this book to help other homeowners across this country to cope while protecting their property and homestead rights. There is light at the end of the tunnel. I never want any other homeowner to suffer the way we did because of ignorance and innocence. If we want to keep that roof over our heads, we are going to have to take an active role in watching over our property and homestead rights. We cannot and should not rely on the judicial system to do it for us. We must take an active role in what happens to our homes and monitor the laws pertaining to our property and homestead rights. Contact our legislators when there is something wrong and vote for legislators that support our cause. When we back away from our duty to protect ourselves, we hand our rights over to a caretaker whose top priority does not include us.
I am an activist and will be one until the day I die.ver menos