I cannot forget how wonderful my life used to be. Before my character was defamed. Before I was shunned by the lifelong members of my community. Today when my fuel line broke and I was crawled half in and half under the rust bucket. How great it was when I had achieved my happiness by acquiring my goal of owning a garage so I could do maintenance out of the elements. I could still have my vehicle towed to my garage if I only had one. I am not comfortable working on it during business hours. I am more comfortable working on it when the business is closed. I will be working on my car in the farm store parking lot, yes after dark if anyone needs to reach me. Montrose residents be sure and drive by to see me. Honk and I will recognize you by giving you the middle finger. In fact I will greet former Lee County attorney with the middle finger if he would like to have charges brought against me for the third time for an act that is not against the law. What a joke these government officials are. Current and former at this time. They do not get out of each others reach for any extended period of time. Hopefully you will all be getting an unexpected visit from a very special person in the near future. Boy will that day be honorable for you all.