It started last May. I decided to move in with my daughter to help pay the bills for a while and put my belongings in storage. I was going to rent a storage unit but, after my soon to be ex-son-in-law Rob Belk told me that he was broke and had just moved into a house with his girlfriend Tiffany Jones, I told him that I would pay him to store my things in his garage. Rob had confessed to me a few months before that he had been using Meth with Tiffany for a year but that they quit and were trying to start over. (Yea, I know.) I have always helped Rob since he was about 16. He moved in with us and we always let him use the basement for weekly band practice. I even loaned him $2,200.00 to buy a mixing board that he never even tried to pay back. But I wanted him to overcome and do well since he is the father of three of my grandchildren.
Pretty sure he never really stopped doing meth... A couple of weeks after I stored our things there I called him to talk to him about visitation with his kids. He just started screaming, yelling, cussing at me about not getting to see his children enough. I taped the conversation. You can hear me on the tape over and over trying to tell him he would get standard visitation but he keeps yelling over me all through it. At one point he says something about me not knowing how lucky I am that he let me rent his garage! That made me nervous. We rented a storage unit and a Uhaul and went to get out things. They wouldn't answer the door. I was sitting out side texting him and then Tiff called and said he wasn't there (but she knew everything I had texted him) and she refused to open the door. I called the police. They said that they couldn't d anything but they knocked on the door and got Tiff to answer. She told them she wouldn't let us get our things because she didn't know what was ours. The officers tried to reason with her but she was clearly tweeked out and just got more and aggravated. The police told us that it was a civil matter unless we had proof that they were damaging or selling our belongings.
We gave up for the day but went back about a week later, this time without a Uhaul, and tried again. No one answered the door again so we gave up again and got pulled over as we were leaving.Rob had called the police. The officer said that Rob told them Jeremy was Tiff's ex and that she had a protection order and that he had tried to break into their house!!! We explained and the officers went back to the house and banged on the doors and windows, I don't think they were very happy about being lied to, but they got no response and ended up telling us the same thing the first officers had, that it was still a civil case.
We wait. His landlord tells us that they have never paid rent and are going to be evicted soon. We wait. Then one morning we found a few boxes of our things on the porch here with a note from Rob. We all gather to read it, and it was a nauseating piece of work!! Jeanette has the same landlord as them, Mike
Royce. We had told him what was going on. He told us that they hadn't paid any rent since moving in and that he couldn't legally enter the house either. I did hope that he would be of some assistance, and he was, but he swure could have done more than he did!! right after Rob dropped of the few boxes Royce stopped by and told us that he had gone by the house the day before, or maybe the day before that, and that Rob was having a big moving sale. Royce had taken pictures and showed us that the garage had been empty in the pictures. Now, here is my beef with Mike Royce. IF he had bothered to tell us what was going on over there maybe we could have saved our belongings. Royce Knew we had stored everything there!!!! But he got his Karma in this, too... We went in a window and checked out the garage. It was a nightmare. All that was left were some toys in their bag still. what little else was there was strewn all over the place. Aside from years of files, I have kept the kids drawings and stories and school papers and reports since mine were in elementary. they had been packed in boxes. the paperers were wadded and scattered all over in a pool of oil on the floor soaked in what smelled a hellova lot like Piss. I had over a hundred hardback books, more paperbacks, all in the same oil and piss. Of course all of our furniture and appliances were gone, expected that before we got in, didn't hope to fined anything of value, but the hard thing was the senseless destruction of our personal things, our children's things. There was a pile of broken picture frames and the floor was thickly covered with broken, ground, glass from our picture frames. No pictures. Al of all of our winter clothes, gone. The little price tag stickers laying all over the place were a pisser but the real PISSER were the tags that we found that said "FREEE"!!! That isn't desperate for money. Like the destruction of our personal things,that is pure evil black hearted bullshit. Can't hit that period key hard enough!! What finally broke me was finding my dead mother's purse in a pile of trash. I kept everything in it just like it was when she died, including all of her ID, except I added my deceased brother's ID to it. It was empty. I've only heard the expression to "keen" in grief, now I have done it. And Keening turned into screaming, insane with grief and anger, and, I admit, pure hatred for Rob. I don't even remember Jeremy getting me out of there and home. I didn't sleep for days. I prayed for my soul and fought the deepest hatred I have ever felt in my life. And I have been through a lot in my 55 years!
It took a WHILE to be able to even think about anything else. Friends prayed for me and some prayed for Rob's death. So did I.
We went into the house with Mike Royce two days later when he had legal access to his house. Here was his comeuppance for not being decent enough to tell us Rob was having his sale. Not only was there plenty of damage to the house, but Rob had also sold the appliances that went with the house.
Now. Here is another big PISSER. We might have tried more forceful tactics to get our things before rob's sale, but we were relying on what the officers on call had all told us, That if Rob damaged, used, or stole our things that it would then become a criminal offence and we could press charges. NOT TRUE. We did our own detective work, found out where Rob went and where he had likely rented storage and might possibly still have some of our things, but when I called to file the report the detective apologized that the officers on call had all misinformed us, that it was all still a civil suit!!!! Nothing like having someone steal everything you own and being able to do nothing to them for it. Oh, yea, we can file in civil court for money he will very likely never have. And even to do that, it will cost us about $80.00 to go through the process. I'll still do it some day if he lives long enough, which I am getting more and more doubtful that he will.
Royce did a little checking on Rob himself. found out who he sold his fridge to, for a whopping $10., and also ran into some bad, angry, people who are also hunting for him.
Then two days ago a little Karma for Rob and Tiff came in the form of a text from Tiff.
Rob's girlfriend sent Jeanette the following Text at 5:00 am yesterday:
"I want to apologize for everything u went thru when Rob and I were dating. I am disgusted by who he really is but does great at hiding. I just caught him giving a blow job for dope apparently. I want to puke. No wonder he is so abusive, hes got some major issues inside. Eww. Again so sorry. So sorry.What is worse is of course I am knocked up & I don't even know who this man really is. He is lie upon lie..."
We all believe her, knowing how desperate Rob has been for dope money, knowing Rob. So glad I didn't dirty my hands trying to do them harm for doing me so wrong!! The life that led them to do it will lead them to all of their Karma. their hell.
I really have been so upset that I have felt like I was the evil one for harboring such hatred, anger, and disgust. But today I have hope for myself. Lat night when I bowed my head to pray, with no forethought, all that came out of my heart was, "Dear God! Please help them!" and as that poured out I finally felt purged of all the darkness.
Amen.
2020
Funny,Rob and Tiff are 2 of my favorite people in the world now! They have been clean for years. I'm more proud of them for that than I can say,they are better people than those whenever used drugs. Most people never really have to walk through fire but those who do and come out are one step ahead. Many steps ahead from the rest of us.
Pretty sure he never really stopped doing meth... A couple of weeks after I stored our things there I called him to talk to him about visitation with his kids. He just started screaming, yelling, cussing at me about not getting to see his children enough. I taped the conversation. You can hear me on the tape over and over trying to tell him he would get standard visitation but he keeps yelling over me all through it. At one point he says something about me not knowing how lucky I am that he let me rent his garage! That made me nervous. We rented a storage unit and a Uhaul and went to get out things. They wouldn't answer the door. I was sitting out side texting him and then Tiff called and said he wasn't there (but she knew everything I had texted him) and she refused to open the door. I called the police. They said that they couldn't d anything but they knocked on the door and got Tiff to answer. She told them she wouldn't let us get our things because she didn't know what was ours. The officers tried to reason with her but she was clearly tweeked out and just got more and aggravated. The police told us that it was a civil matter unless we had proof that they were damaging or selling our belongings.
We gave up for the day but went back about a week later, this time without a Uhaul, and tried again. No one answered the door again so we gave up again and got pulled over as we were leaving.Rob had called the police. The officer said that Rob told them Jeremy was Tiff's ex and that she had a protection order and that he had tried to break into their house!!! We explained and the officers went back to the house and banged on the doors and windows, I don't think they were very happy about being lied to, but they got no response and ended up telling us the same thing the first officers had, that it was still a civil case.
We wait. His landlord tells us that they have never paid rent and are going to be evicted soon. We wait. Then one morning we found a few boxes of our things on the porch here with a note from Rob. We all gather to read it, and it was a nauseating piece of work!! Jeanette has the same landlord as them, Mike
Royce. We had told him what was going on. He told us that they hadn't paid any rent since moving in and that he couldn't legally enter the house either. I did hope that he would be of some assistance, and he was, but he swure could have done more than he did!! right after Rob dropped of the few boxes Royce stopped by and told us that he had gone by the house the day before, or maybe the day before that, and that Rob was having a big moving sale. Royce had taken pictures and showed us that the garage had been empty in the pictures. Now, here is my beef with Mike Royce. IF he had bothered to tell us what was going on over there maybe we could have saved our belongings. Royce Knew we had stored everything there!!!! But he got his Karma in this, too... We went in a window and checked out the garage. It was a nightmare. All that was left were some toys in their bag still. what little else was there was strewn all over the place. Aside from years of files, I have kept the kids drawings and stories and school papers and reports since mine were in elementary. they had been packed in boxes. the paperers were wadded and scattered all over in a pool of oil on the floor soaked in what smelled a hellova lot like Piss. I had over a hundred hardback books, more paperbacks, all in the same oil and piss. Of course all of our furniture and appliances were gone, expected that before we got in, didn't hope to fined anything of value, but the hard thing was the senseless destruction of our personal things, our children's things. There was a pile of broken picture frames and the floor was thickly covered with broken, ground, glass from our picture frames. No pictures. Al of all of our winter clothes, gone. The little price tag stickers laying all over the place were a pisser but the real PISSER were the tags that we found that said "FREEE"!!! That isn't desperate for money. Like the destruction of our personal things,that is pure evil black hearted bullshit. Can't hit that period key hard enough!! What finally broke me was finding my dead mother's purse in a pile of trash. I kept everything in it just like it was when she died, including all of her ID, except I added my deceased brother's ID to it. It was empty. I've only heard the expression to "keen" in grief, now I have done it. And Keening turned into screaming, insane with grief and anger, and, I admit, pure hatred for Rob. I don't even remember Jeremy getting me out of there and home. I didn't sleep for days. I prayed for my soul and fought the deepest hatred I have ever felt in my life. And I have been through a lot in my 55 years!
It took a WHILE to be able to even think about anything else. Friends prayed for me and some prayed for Rob's death. So did I.
We went into the house with Mike Royce two days later when he had legal access to his house. Here was his comeuppance for not being decent enough to tell us Rob was having his sale. Not only was there plenty of damage to the house, but Rob had also sold the appliances that went with the house.
Now. Here is another big PISSER. We might have tried more forceful tactics to get our things before rob's sale, but we were relying on what the officers on call had all told us, That if Rob damaged, used, or stole our things that it would then become a criminal offence and we could press charges. NOT TRUE. We did our own detective work, found out where Rob went and where he had likely rented storage and might possibly still have some of our things, but when I called to file the report the detective apologized that the officers on call had all misinformed us, that it was all still a civil suit!!!! Nothing like having someone steal everything you own and being able to do nothing to them for it. Oh, yea, we can file in civil court for money he will very likely never have. And even to do that, it will cost us about $80.00 to go through the process. I'll still do it some day if he lives long enough, which I am getting more and more doubtful that he will.
Royce did a little checking on Rob himself. found out who he sold his fridge to, for a whopping $10., and also ran into some bad, angry, people who are also hunting for him.
Then two days ago a little Karma for Rob and Tiff came in the form of a text from Tiff.
Rob's girlfriend sent Jeanette the following Text at 5:00 am yesterday:
"I want to apologize for everything u went thru when Rob and I were dating. I am disgusted by who he really is but does great at hiding. I just caught him giving a blow job for dope apparently. I want to puke. No wonder he is so abusive, hes got some major issues inside. Eww. Again so sorry. So sorry.What is worse is of course I am knocked up & I don't even know who this man really is. He is lie upon lie..."
We all believe her, knowing how desperate Rob has been for dope money, knowing Rob. So glad I didn't dirty my hands trying to do them harm for doing me so wrong!! The life that led them to do it will lead them to all of their Karma. their hell.
I really have been so upset that I have felt like I was the evil one for harboring such hatred, anger, and disgust. But today I have hope for myself. Lat night when I bowed my head to pray, with no forethought, all that came out of my heart was, "Dear God! Please help them!" and as that poured out I finally felt purged of all the darkness.
Amen.
2020
Funny,Rob and Tiff are 2 of my favorite people in the world now! They have been clean for years. I'm more proud of them for that than I can say,they are better people than those whenever used drugs. Most people never really have to walk through fire but those who do and come out are one step ahead. Many steps ahead from the rest of us.
