My sisters' eldest son, my nephew and I did not always see eye to eye, when it came to my Mom. And that would cause family problems with my sister, due to the fact that I felt my nephew David was taking advantage of my Mom; because of her favoritism towards him and the fact he knew she would not remember things, such as when he borrowed money and never made an attempt to pay her back, knowing very well, she would write it down and then forget where she wrote it down, as to how much he had borrowed and how much he never paid back to her. That did not go well with my sister when I would mention it to her, about her son David borrowing money from Mom and not paying it back. Naturally my sister always defended her son first and above anything or anyone, including my Mom.
I tried to get other family members to help me with Mom and not one of them would lift a finger. They had no problem picking up Mom and expecting me to get her ready when they wanted to visit with her. They would call about an hour before to give me a heads up that they were coming by to pick her up knowing very well it would not give me time to plan to go anywhere, nor would they give me a time when they thought they might be bringing her back so I could be there when they brought her back home. Then other relatives expected me to bring her to their house for a visit but had no time to come and pick her up or bring her back. They expected me to do it all and so I did. I took over the responsibility and from there on I made all the decisions for Mom.
We were evicted from the Kutras Gardens Senior Apartment complex in Redding, California for a complaint over a handicap parking space and for violating the lease for running a business. I represented us in an unlawful detainer in Pro Per for Mom and I. I also filed a complaint with HUD and reported the situation to United States Senator Dianne Feinstein Office for discrimination against a senor in a senior citizen apartment complex. We ended up being homeless and my Mom did not know any different so I figured if we were going to be homeless and stay in motel, why not go on a vacation and visit my Moms’ brother in Madras, Oregon and see if we wanted to relocate to Oregon. We had put everything in storage and headed north. Mom would not have known the difference anyway with her dementia. As far as my Mom knew or was concerned we were on a vacation.
Taking the trip to Madras, Oregon would give me a chance to get more information on the location of her Mothers’ grave site from my uncle and aunt, who still had their full capacities and to meet relatives we had not seen in years. Including first cousins and second cousins for me and for my Mom her nephews and nieces and her great nephews. We stayed in a motel for about a week and I decided that it was not the place to stay, especially after my aunt as much told me they did not want us living in Madras, Oregon and they could not help us. I did not go there for a hand out, we were not destitute. Mom and I still had money in the bank. We left after a week visit and headed to Klamath Falls, Oregon after the information I received from the relatives in Madras, Oregon about the location of my grand-mothers’ grave in Klamath Falls, Oregon. When we arrived in Klamath Falls, Oregon after leaving my uncle and aunt in Madras, Oregon. We were driving down 6th street when Mom saw a sign on a Motel 6 and she said, "They have weekly rates". We turned around and I rented a room at Motel 6 Motels, Klamath Falls, Oregon (a handicap room) for a week. I could research and try and find my Moms' Mothers’ cemetery and look for a place to live in the Klamath Falls, Oregon and Malin, Oregon. I could also check the Tulelake, California area where my Mom went to High school in Malin, Oregon and where my Mom spent her teenage years growing up. Mom went study with Lowell Kenyan (her boyfriend at the time) that was one of the big farmers son’s and major employers for the area in the Tulelake Basin at the time.
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