Please forgive my outbursts of dysfunctionality. For those of you who don’t know me I would like to stand up and tell you just who I am. My name is Doug. I was born in 1968. I’m old and all used up but I found a lady that is ok with that.

I was born in Adrian Michigan. Back in those days Heroin was the drug that ruled the streets. My mom was born a heroin addict and when she grew up she was reintroduced to it by her brother Andy Branch. She became addicted instantly. She had a choice, become a prostitute or deal heroin. She decided to deal. She worked for several people in Adrian. There was a huge black man by the name of Cleveland Edmonds (Cleve) ( ftp.resource.org/courts.gov/c/F2/548/548.F2d.1256.76-2097.html  ) and there was a man named Ivy Tindell (http://ask.metafilter.com/125443/Need-information-on-localish-serial-killer).

I saw Cleve hit my mom and I swear that she flew five feet before she hit the floor. He was a big man. He gave me money to buy cookies. Ivory killed several women and buried them on his property.

                My mom had to deal to pay for her $300 a day habit.  We had a friend named big Bill he came over after he got shot robbing some store. We also got robbed at gun point by two men. I was watching the Mickey Mouse club. My mom dove on top of me to protect me but I was the only one that got a good description of the men and the guns. I remember looking down the barrel of the one gun. I was 4 or 5 years old.

                I woke up one day with a whole room full of museum things in my house. There were tapestries and all kinds of stuff. My uncle had burglarized some museum and brought everything to our house.

I think that the most significant thing was that my mom and I went on the run. My mom and a girl named Arleen had been busted and they were going to turn states evidence.  A hit man named Tony Walker was hired to stop them from testifying. (http://www.lenconnect.com/breaking/x1714275554/Killer-s-victims-could-number-as-many-as-30)

(we had dinner and went camping with this guy)

He didn’t get us but he got Arleen. He recently admitted to killing her but there is a man named Mondo that helped him that hasn’t been caught yet. They stole our 1965 Mustang and drug her behind it and they tortured her. They put her breasts in light sockets and strangled her with a coat hanger. My mom and I got away but while we were on the run she had me rob a drug dealer. She distracted him while I went inside and stole the money. I held the bag under my shirt and said I had a tummy ache and we left. She ripped up the checks and she split the money with me. I bought a Chihuahua for $275 and a bed for him. I named him Che Che. My mom and I made it to Adrian. We stayed at a motel at the corner of 223 and M52. I was in the lobby looking for a book. I saw the book Jaws. I didn’t know if I would be allowed to read it even though I had seen the movie because it had a naked girl swimming on the cover. Behind me a big fat man and an ugly woman were at the desk of the motel asking about my mother. I ran to the room in hopes that we could get away. I was only about 6 years old so I didn’t have a clue about anything. My mom just waited there for them. They took us away in a brown 4 door car. My mom and I were in the back. She went to prison for a long time.  When she got out she dated a hillbilly named George Mullins. He was a brutal SOB. He beat her all the time,  That story is here (http://thedoogieman.com/2009/05/21/the-making-of-a-monster--rough-draft.aspx) and here (http://thedoogieman.com/2009/02/20/the-child-cries.aspx) .

I lived the best that I could. I slept a lot. I joined the Marine Corps to learn how to kill so I would be safe but it didn’t work, we are never safe.  When I got out I turned to drinking. I eventually got with a women named Laura that died of breast cancer. I tried to kill myself shortly after that. The doctor said that I had taken the most medication of anyone that he had ever seen that lived. I was in a coma for 2 ½ weeks. (http://thedoogieman.com/2010/10/08/the-thing-in-the-closet--a-work-in-progress.aspx)

                I stayed in my trailer for the better part of 5 years after that. I came out sometimes to go out for coffee with my friend Mark but for the most part I slept 18 to 23 hours a day and gained 180 pounds in 5 years.

When the towers fell in New York I felt the obvious feeling that something didn’t add up. I had $3000 that I could put down on property. In Michigan there wasn’t any safety. I looked across our great country and for some reason unknown to me I chose Arkansas. I sent my down payment to Cone realty and I sold everything I had and bought a tent and built a trailer to pull behind my jeep. I arrived after 4 days of travel with an overheated transmission. I got to my property with a dollar bill in my pocket and a month’s supply of food in my trailer. Unfortunately the woman that I chose as my companion couldn’t take the woods. I gave up my dream 4 her and she still ran off with her ex boyfriend that she was chatting with on the internet. It’s ok, I got the best out of the deal, even though it was hard going I got Mandy and my daughter. I have my animals and a wonderful place to live in the Ozarks, My dreams have come true.

I ask you tonight to forgive me for my sadness and my inability to do well in society.  I don’t expect special treatment; I just want to be left alone. I love everybody and I would sell my soul if I could help just one person.

Tonight I wallow in the past but I ask forgiveness and I ask for your understanding. Tonight I stand up and shrug off my past in hopes for a new tomorrow.

P.S. I fought the responsibility of Arleen’s death for oh so long. I accept it now. I tried to work with the detective back in Michigan on the cold case file. It’s solved now. I don’t know if I helped or not but Arleen I hope that you know that I tried. I can’t run anymore. I can’t hide. Accept me or reject me. I’m at your mercy but tonight I let it go for new beginnings and for my new life.

Please Forgive me, Semper Fi