My mom had called Max Huffaker to come out and check on me in spring of 1989 at the cabin. It wasn’t long before Joe Harris and Max came looking for me –but I wasn’t there. They wanted to hire me to work at Decagon. They had just lost one of there key guys. I worked for them until August of 2010 –23 years.
A Utah state employee, supervising Nathan and Daniel’s case who was responsible for collecting the money, told me if I would contest the judgment, it would be reversed. I never did that. I never wanted to see Ruth Ann again. She was boiling with toxicity –an obsessed person to truly be feared.
Meanwhile back in 1989, the price of timber had gone up and I was approached by some fellows to harvest trees off my land. I had forgotten about this asset. Grandma Teare had told me they needed to be harvested when she gave the land to me at around age 17. So I decided that was a good idea. I got two “tree” checks. The first for about $5,000 and the second for about $12,000, That is a guess. I then bought a $2,500 car and then a house in Palouse.
I knew I couldn’t qualify for bank home financing. But this house in Palouse ($25,000 in 1990) I could “cash out” the owners with one $7,000 check. The city would carry me on the government loan balance at $185 per month without anything more than proof of employment. That worked. To me it was a “steal.” The house was two bedrooms. 800 square feet on the main floor (small) and 300 square feet of attic that could be converted into living space. I saw the potential immediately even though the place was dumpy. I immediately could see how the house could be opened up and made nice on the inside. It had been renovated in the 1970 or 80s on a special loan for the elderly at a low 4% interest rate. The city was the holder of these mortgages. They were anxious to get out from under it. So everything went pretty smooth. The renovations included new double pane windows, new steel doors, new furnace, and other energy saving improvements like insulation.
It was then April of 1989. Not too long after that, Ruth Ann sued for divorce. It was official in August of that year. It was the most difficult piece of paper for me to sign. I had a lot of guilt about abandoning my sons, Nathan and Daniel to live with a witch. I had asked my former family to come up and live in Pullman but Ruth Ann was set on staying in Utah. And the money I was making wasn’t much but above minimum wage. I was paid on an hourly basis of $10 per hour. I sold all my electronic stuff to Decagon for $5,000. That allowed me to pay child support for almost 10 months or so. I wasn’t under any court order but I sent $400 per month. The divorce decree was for $400 per month but was increased to $600 per month when Ruth Ann sued again in 1997. I didn’t go to court but just let her win. The fight wasn’t in me. The extra was about $10,000 in billback which I paid in monthly amounts after paying off the child support. I made her wait but she got it all. She tried every trick to get that money accelerated including complaining to my Stake President and Branch Presidents on several occasions. She wanted a church court to settle by forcing me to pay or taking away my membership or temple recommend. She was THE biggest mistake of my life. The Church leaders refused to do any of her bidding although they questioned me several times since they had been contacted by her bishops.