After I woke up and got things together I headed to the Chevron for a cup of coffee and next I was on my way to the YCRC. But before I arrived there I ran into Ron aka as Boston. A guy I met on the last trip when he was sitting next to "Randy" at the court house. We discussed that time how he wanted to see the Vietnam veterans Wall coming to Yreka. Then we parted and met again this morning when I was sitting on the bench on the corner of Lane and Broadway Streets as I was waiting for the YCRC to open up at 9:00 AM.
As we sat there Boston shared with me the following: "Recover Your Life. Don't live your life in Recovery. We must become the change we wish to see in the world." Mahatma Gandhi
And Boston then shared with me the following scripture Mark 11:24, while we sat on the bench down the street on the corner from the YCRC on Broadway.
"I tell you, you can pray for anything, and if you believe that you've received it, it will be yours."
Along with Psalm 139:13-18
New International Version (NIV)
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts,[a] God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
Footnotes:
Psalm 139:17 Or How amazing are your thoughts concerning me
Then, we parted our ways to only cross paths once more before the day was through for the last time on this trip to Yreka, CA.
But in the present time I continued on to the YCRC where my morning did not go as I hoped it would. I then had to change directions and plans for the rest of my day. Readjust what I was going to do in other words. I did just that as for some reason I was not able to open my email account at the resource center, it was not the center but my email account I was having the problems with. And since the judges' ruling on my filed documents I had to change my plans on my first hearing I was filing for and all the work that had to be put aside for the moment to re-evaluate the entire legal process and filing of a future hearing in this case.
So I put all the stuff up and put it back into the shopping cart and parked the shopping cart in a place that no one would bother it at the resource center. Then headed to the library, as I had not been there yet this trip. I went there to check email and send email to see if I could get it to work there and it did.
After I was done there, I remembered that the Southern Baptist Church served a potluck dinner on the first and third Wednesdays at 3:30 PM. So I called the Yreka Community Resource Center to see if I could get any information from them about it. And I did as it was just as I remembered but I wanted to double check.
I was still hungry as I had not had anything for breakfast yet or even lunch as it was afternoon now and I had not ate anything at all today. I headed to the Chevron and bought something to eat and sat there still trying to figure what my options were now as to what steps to take next in my legal cases. I came up what my plans from here are going to be and what they will be and I decided to seek more legal advice on what it meant by the judge’s ruling on denying the hearing I had filed the day before.
After it was explained to me the error I had made and what I needed to do to to get her to sign off on it. And what I needed to be aware of in my situation and prepared for it. It was now getting close to the time for dinner at the Baptist Church where I was supposed to meet up with a person who used to live in Tulelake, but moved to Yreka with her son and daughter-in-law. The same person I ran across on the first day of the frist trip. I was on my way from the court house a block away from where the YCRC is located. I almost ran her over with my cart as I was beginning to turn the corner on to Broadway. We stopped and caught up with what had happened to her the last time I saw her in Yreka. While I was at the YCRC I let Cory and Dan know where there was a dinner if they were hungry and wanted to go to the church that was serving dinner at 3:30 PM.
I arrived at the dinner and met up with my friend from Tulelake who I had known when she lived here in Tulelake. I also met up with people I had met before on the last trip when I was here last month in February. One person who had sat across from me the last time mentioned how he likes reading the stories on the TNT Blog. I am always honored and humbled when I get compliments like that about my writings.
Then the pastor from the meeting I attended for the group that was working on the homeless shelter program they were organizing with that purpose in mind. The group was taking surveys of the homeless and their situation in order to hopefully offer a program they can make use of it. Where none exists, at least any that I am aware of at the time.
The pastor then sat next to me and began filling out a survey from the group. While doing that my friend left and I did not get a chance to say good-by to her. I finished the survey as I had to head back to the YCRC before they closed, so I could pick up my shopping cart. It was a short walk from the church to the YCRC and even easier without the shopping cart that was still parked at the YCRC.
I picked up my shopping cart and headed to the park for a while to change into a clean shirt and rest for a while. Then, I left and decided to head to the library and see if I could meet up with Cory and gismo his dog. But, I went to Rite Aide first to pick up a few things and try and say hello to Judy in the pharmacy before I left town tomorrow.
I left after getting what I needed and headed up the hill in the direction of the library where I spotted Cory and his dog using the wireless from the library. He mentioned to me he was doing his laundry in the laundry mat next to Ace Hardware on Main Street.
In the process after I met up with Cory I came across a young lady I had met the other night on the bench outside the Chevron with Dan and I even had seen her earlier in the day before I got to the library. We walked and parted company after I got to the library earlier when I came across her and her friend at the Native American Park on Miner Street even earlier in the day.
I introduced her to Cory and all three of us started heading in the direction of the Chevron. When we almost reached the YCRC on Broadway, there was a guy outside the game shop on Broadway. He asked if someone had a spare cigarette and Cory mentioned to him about me as they both had met before. So did I, I just did not remember him at the time. But he mentioned his name was Greg and he was from Tulelake and that he knew a place I could sleep for the night and that he could sign me in but he would not be there for about a half an hour. The place was called Lane Street Place. It was a place where people who are traveling can stay for a few days at a time.
In fact the young lady I had met had mentioned to me the night before about this place and I passed on what I knew with Vickii so she could pass it on to Michelle. I also passed the same information on with the pastor at the Southern Baptist Church. The young lady then left on her journey as to where ever she was headed to and Cory headed in his direction for the climb up the hill to the tent he has set up for him and his dog, gismo.
I then went to the Chevron again for a cup of coffee and would meet up with Greg at the house next to the Siskiyou County Jail on Lane Street. After I drank my coffee I headed that way and met Greg outside the house with my shopping cart.
I followed Greg and parked the shopping cart outside on the porch and headed inside where Greg did some paper work. After being there for a bit another person I had met the first time and at the end of the last trip when I was boarding the Stage Bus to Weed the last time I was here in Yreka last month.
We acknowledged each other as Greg and Shannon took care of their personal business while I began to settle in on the couch in front of the TV. They both left me and after a while I turned the channel on the TV to something of interest to me. As I still tried to figure out how this place worked and where I was suppose to sleep.
I was inside a house for the first time on my trip to Yreka and it felt nice and I was comfortable being there, except not knowing where I was to put my shopping cart or where I was to finally sleep for the night.
Earlier Greg asked if I needed to get a shower but I was not comfortable in doing that yet at the time. I was more concerned as to where I was supposed to sleep and put my shopping cart.
Greg came back but Shannon did not come back with him but Shannon mentioned she wanted me up with me again before I left to go home when she left the last time I saw her that night. In the meantime Greg and I began to share things about Tulelake and in the process discovered we knew some of the same people in Tulelake.
We made some plans for the coming week about Greg making a trip to Tulelake and being able to stay at my house for a few days while he took care of some personal business of his. At the time I thought it would be a great idea and the person we both knew was also the same person coming up on Thursday for some business they needed to take care of and then give me a ride back home tomorrow morning.
As the night went on Greg and I chatted till it got real late and we both needed to get some sleep. As Greg had to get up at 7:00 AM as he had a job to go to and I needed to get up in the morning and meet up with the people I was going to ride back to Tulelake with them in the morning.
We both finally dosed off with Greg on one couch and me on another one. One of four couches that were in the living room and I took the other couch on the other wall on the opposite side of Greg
In the morning we both got up and started getting ready for our planned days. Greg off to his job and for me to meet up with the people who would be giving me a ride home. Stacy is the manager of the apartment where I live and his family had personal business to take care of in the court house. I was suppose to meet them in the Family Court on the second floor of the court house.
I left my shopping cart at the house and headed to the court house to meet up with them right after Greg left. I located them and they were completing up what they had come to do and we were now heading home. I gave Stacy's brother Casey the directions on how to get to the house where my stuff was parked.
We picked up what was in my shopping cart as I parked it next to the Jail building next to the house and took and dropped off the blanket at Shelly's by the library on our way out of town on our way back home, but we needed to go Klamatha Falls first on our way home. We arrived in Klamath Falls at the Grocery Outlet first then Wal-mart for more shopping.
We finally were now heading home after the trip to Klamath Falls and I had received some disturbing information that was NOT A FACT, NOR THE TRUTH earlier during the trip back home.
Along with some information on Greg I was unaware of when I first met him last night. I had to call Greg later on last night and let him know with the situation I was dealing with presently, it would not be a good time for him to visit at my house. But I was willing to do a phone interview and get the truth out about his past dealings in Tulelake and that I would write about in on the TNT blog from his (POV) point of view as to what happened to him in Tulelake in the past. I told him that I liked meeting him and that was the best I could do under the present situation for both of us right now.
Home sweet home until next month when I will do it all over again, but maybe nect month in May I will have a place to sleep at night, instead of on the streets with a shopping cart being homeless without the funds for a motel room dealing with my legal cases at the Siskiyou County Court House in Yreka, CA. Until next time.
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