How I Met My Wife, Or Why Not to Sleep with Drunk Chicks You Pick Up at Hoosier Bars.
Posted by ShiniGami on 1/19/2010 3:29 AM in Characters
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In the late 1970's, I wrote and produced TV and Radio commercials for Tracmasters Recording and CBS/KMOX with Casey Van Allen. I then opened a record store in Belleville, and later Backstage Records at Northwest Plaza, that became the largest concert ticket distributor in St. Louis. I always had a small studio even in my record store at Northwest, and in the mid 1980's, quit retail record sales, and built my first full scale studio. I worked for Warner Brothers, RCA, Capital and CBS, and bands like Cameo, the Barkays, Fat Boys, Run DMC, Whoodini, Duran Duran, etc. I have a Platinum Record from Duran Duran for "Seven and the Ragged Tiger". During this time, I almost always hung out in St. Louis, but for some reason, one night, I stopped at "Cutter's", a hoosier bar in Belleville. I started talking to this drunk chick, Lizabeth. Later I found out she was taking Valium daily, so her dazed demeanor was partially drug induced.
I said I had to go, that place was whack, and when she asked where I was going, I just said "Downtown", and she wanted to go along. Why I said yes, I still don't know.
We went to the Emerald Palace in East St. Louis. I was one of the few white people that could even step foot in the place and live, since I did allot of work with Z100 and Dr. Jockenstein and Randy OJ. We stayed for awhile, then stopped at Faces, and I headed home probably at 4am. By this point, she was in no condition to drive (Or even walk), so I took her back to my apartment, and carried her to the couch and left her. Later she came in my room, and ....
The next morning, I went to the studio, and she wanted to go, and she sat back in the lounge and I forgot about her. As people stopped by for work, they were "Who's that sitting in back, she doesn't even speak". She left that afternoon, and I thought that was that, but she came back later, and then every night after work, there she was. Always sitting in the lounge, not talking more than "hi", to anyone.
About this time, I had become friends with her brother, and we really got along. Then Suddenly, on a Sunday afternoon, the phone rang, he had been killed in a motorcycle accident. After that, she got Valium in 500 count bottles from a friend whose dad was a Pharmaceutical salesman, and took maybe 20 or more a day, and turned into a Zombie. Her parents came to me, asked me to get her off of Valium, and I did this over a few weeks. She seemed to be over it. I was looking to settle down, and tired of going out with wild model types, and wanted to have a family, and thought Liz, being straightened out from her addiction, and with a normal job (Flower Arranging), would make a good mother.
Boy was I wrong. I ended up looking after my boys every day for 15 years, and these were the best years of my life. I worked at home, and was always there for them. I was the homemaker, made meals I spent 2 to 3 hours on daily, and did everything a good father is supposed to do.
Then in January, 2008, without any warning or even "I'm not happy" or anything else, I went to Schnucks, came back home, and my wife, both boys and her laptop were gone. The next morning, the house is surrounded by police. Liz had told them I had guns (Legally), and that I would probably make some sort of last stand. It was at this point I started to wonder what had happened to her to bring this on. I went out, surrendered to the police. They took me into the station, and didn't charged me with anything, Liz had a restraining order against me for herself and my boys, and I have not seen or talked to them since. I have never been arrested, never hit her, cheated on her, or anything else. She just flipped out and went nuts. And no matter how many witnesses I have, who back up my side of the story, the court still gives her sole custody. She has no one to back up her side of the story.
This is what happens in St. Charles county. Corrupt Attorneys, GALs and Judges destroy families, and just want more and more money. And no matter how much you give them, they still lie and do nothing. If you are thinking about moving to St. Charles County STAY AWAY. Stay in the city or County, or you can end up like dozens of other families, destroyed with no regard for the real victims, THE CHILDREN. |
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