" Ground Zero ", begins.
" UPDATE ", Ground Zero begins: Day #1 : Monday, July 08/02: I arrived this morning, to be greeted with rain for the first ten minutes. Good thing I went with the vinyl  letters. It was relatively quite. I was received with mixed reactions. Women tended to look away in shame, lawyers greeted me with dirty looks, Justices looked the other way (hoping I was a bad dream),  men looked on and said hi.  At 9:45 AM. a photographer from the Royal City Record ( New West Minister paper ) , took a wack of  photos of me in front of the Court house ( Law Courts sign in the back ground ), security congregated  in front of the court house, however kept away from me. By 10:30 AM. the police were congregating  across the street, yet said nothing and did not aproach me. All in all it went not bad. We will see what day 2 brings tomorrow.
" Ground Zero" Day 2: Tuesday, July 09/02:  Was greeted by sunshine today, no police, no security, just friendly faces. Except the usual leers from lawyers, and judges. No press today. Hal was there bright and early to give me litterature (P.C.B.C.) to give out to the general public. All in all it was a nice relaxed visit at our local institute of Justice. Oops did I say Justice? What Justice? When I encounter this , I'll let you know. Chances are I have a better chance of bearing witness to justice on our street corners. Today there were many who took the time to actualy see why I was there. I have also heard that I am the talk of the court house. All good I'm sure.(lol). It would also seem, much to my amazement, that I am not the only one who has been violated by the New West Minister Supreme Court. No way I would reply? My daughter Andi arrived today as well. This was the highlight of my day. Andi is 13 years old. She and I cried while embracing each other, having not seen each other for two years. I love her dearly. Andi will be hanging out with me for the next week of my campaign. Fitting, as this is about the children.
  
" Ground Zero" Day #3, July10/02: Once again I was greeted by a beautiful sunny day. I found my usual perch in the shade, planted my sign, and relaxed to the sound of rushing water in the background. (Got to pee after about ten minutes of listening to it)  Again, a nice relaxing time, people stopping to ask what I was protesting, once more also taking the time to listen to the woes of others victimized by our courts. Some even informed me that my case was not an isolated incident. I always try to act like I have heard this for the first time. It's sad to think that such abuse  is allowed to continue. I'm finding there are many hurt and disilusioned souls. Most people are very sympathetic when learning the horrors that lay beyond the court house doors. No press today, and no cops either. The nicest part of my day today was that my daughter Andrea was with me at my side and was even handing out phamplets to those that ventured near. I was so proud of her. We had quality time together. One gentle man was nice enough to use my camera and take pictures of me and my little girl together, sign and all.  It would have been nicer if he had not have ran off with my camera after. Just joking. (lol)  Needless to say at 10:30 AM. we left and went over to IHOP for a nice breakfast together. Was a nice day.
"Ground Zero " Day #4: July 11/02, Thursday: Another quite day with not to much to report. Received with the usual leers from lawyers and Justices, smiles and hellos by the many, who have had the unfortunate experience
attempting to find Justice beyond the doors of the New West Minister court house. My daughter and I had a nice bonding time together . Arrived a little late this morning, so I remained until 11:30 AM.
" Ground Zero " Day #5: July 12/2002, (Friday). Today was a little more eventful. To begin with, I was
running a little behind, as my daughter Andrea had to be taken to her hair appointment. Teenagers.  Another beautiful sunny day in the city. Arrived at the court house by 9:45 AM. and set up shop. Planting my sign and my butt on a bench in the shade. Spoke to Martha Wickett from the Royal City Record for twenty minutes, on my cell, on the drive in.  I had the oportunity to speak to a gentlemen from Europe this morning. He too amazed at the complete  disregard to our rights as parents. Later a very beautiful young lady aproached me wanting to learn more. She was certainly a child support payment in the making. I had to remain focused on that fact,  to not be overwhelmed by her beauty. (lol)  A woman who worked within the court house finaly aproached me to learn more of my plight. She  had informed me that she had actualy sat in on a couple of the hearings I have had. She informed me that Justice Slade had been removed from my case. She further advised me that I should conform.  Conform to what I asked? She could not respond to that question put forward. I explained to her that  I have already jumped through this courts hoops for two and a half years now, only to be trampled  in its justice. I informed her I am open to suggestions. She replied that maybe I should aproach the  Provincial court ststem and leave my crew at home. She was very polite, and friendly and wished me well. 
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