BETTY'S BLOGG

This is the true story of one womens fight to bring justice to an unjustice system in America. Come along with me as I take you an a journey that leave you in ahh. I wish I could tell you that this is a story about goodness, kindness, being a christian or even what I grew up on as the  American way. I am not sure if we are even in the land of milk and honey anymore. When I was growing up, America was proud, we were strong, We stood for something, we had morals and integrity.

This story is a very long one and will be told in chapters, so come along with me and help me find the answers the need to be questioned.

Not sure were it all went wrong, I knew my husband had a problem keeping unto him self but I had married for better or worse and was determinded to stick it out as long as I could.

Thomas Eugene Jasper Jr. is a locally home grown boy just as I Betty Dougia Jasper, we grew up in the same town, he went to school with one of my brothers. Tommy and I meet later  in life I had went through my divorce with my first husband about five years before I remet tommy.

Ricky Dougia and I grew up togather getting married when I was 16 and he was 18. two young kids married growing up together, full of piss and vinger. We had lots of fun, Ricky is a good man. We grew up togather and then we grew apart but our family never did though. When Ricky and I got our divorce we set new standards in the field. We never went in front of a judge. I got the children live with me for two weeks, then they lived with their dad for two weeks at a time. I took care of my children financially when they were with me and he did the same. Rick's mom had given us our home when we first got married so it was only right that the home stay with him. I had just bought my first business location so 5,000.00 was all I had to pay to him for his equity. It was court ordered that Ricky was to pay child support. that was the one thing we had a problem with. Not because either one of us wanted, we disagreed with the court and felt like it needed to keep it's nose out of our decesssions for our life. So we took the court order then lived life the way we had planned it. My exhusband and his wife are two of my bestest friends in life. Sheila has been good for Ricky and Ricky has been good for her. She helped raise my two children and excepts my two grandbabies with open arms.

When I remet tommy he was married, he had to come and hook up a meter for me and I did not have a ground rod. Ricky was going to bring one by when he got off from work but tommy showed back up with one and installed it for me. I repaid his kindness with a bottle of minerals for my shop. Tommy liked them so much that he came back evey month to get a new bottle, that is how it all begain.

Tommy called me up one night and asked me if he could borrow my couch to sleep on because him and his wife had had a fight, she kicked him out and had no were to stay. I put on a pot of coffee and stayed up all night, well some how that week turned into living together, that turned into a marrage.

Not sure if I was in love or just codependent, I was happy being a free bird. I cared nothing about dating just want to work hard so I could leave my children something when I leave to be with Mother Earth.

I tell everybody tommy was aquaired because we never dated and now here I am living with someone. Maybe it was fate. Not sure!

after about the second year of being with tommy I figured out that he was a person who in the eyes of other women, was candy and he knew it.

Tommy had a charm that was liked by both men and women.

Mother's day week end Thursday, before after mr. Bolton leaves to go home like every night before, Mr. Bolton came over every evening at 3:30pm. to meet tommy as he came home from work they sat on the creek bank until dark then Mr. Bolton would go home. This time when tommy came in from the creek bank the first words to me as he was shuting the patio door was " I am not happy, you work to much, and how soon can you get out. I looked at him in dismaze, no hello, no were is my super, not even a kiss my ass. As I stared at him he asked do you understand me. I replied yes you  want a divorce because I work and you want the marital property. Tommy said yes then turns and walks to his truck and I do not see him again until Monday evening when he comes home from work.

When tommy comes home he wants to talk he had changed his mind he did not want a divorce after all.

This was not my first rodeo with him and every time we got back togather I considered the event as mortor that held our foundation together. Tommy liked to create diversions so he could leave and stay gone for days at a time. That weekend I had realized that tommy was never going to change. So when he asked me if I wanted to get back togather I said tommy I would have never opened that door myself, but now that it is open I am going to walk through it. He went to bed and I slept on the couch.