In 1998, the kids (my son & daughter) and I were living in town on Homestead Heights, and I/we were looking for a home to move into that was in the country. Well prior to finding my WPPF Granny Zula's brother Bill & Dorothy Mikel's house on Murl Rd., we were out cruising down that area looking. There is a gravel road opposite Greenbriar Farm that is gravel. You go down it all the way to the end of the road and it dead-ends at an old house. I wanted off the road as much as possible if I could find something because the kids had bicycles and my daughter was small and my son had been run over on Homestead Heights by a truck while on a bicycle. The man Arnold Sullivan (my soon-to-be ex's Uncle) ran over my son and drug him down the road, he said he thought he had run over a trash can. I know I had to give my son mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to revive him, and I was thinking who in their right mind would drag a trash can down the road with a woman yelling at you to stop and keep going, I like to never get him to stop. Anyway, my son was rushed to the UK Hospital and I hired Isaac's & Isaac's law firm in Lexington Kentucky, to represent him/us.
(I also had had ovarian cancer (2nd time I had had cancer) surgery earlier this year as well, it was a trying year. It was also the year of my son having trial against a man that attacked him when he was living with his father in California, the man was found guilty.)
So we were out looking for a place to move to, and I had been down to this place quite some time back, and it was just an old house, not in good shape or anything and it wasn't being used for anything. Just sitting there empty, so I thought I wonder if it is still empty, if it is, maybe the owner will rent it to me. So we drove down there. I pulled up and parked out front, and the three of us got out and walked up to the house, and the door was open and so I walked in, you could tell no one was living there because the grass and things like that, I just assumed it was still empty and the owner would probably rent it to me. I was thinking/wondering how much worse might the inside look, how much work would it take to make it livable.
So we enter, and oh no, it was unreal. There were lights strung up in every room all the way across from one wall to the other wall, solid grow lights, with wires hanging down, they had not been wired yet. No plug or anything like that just plain wire hanging down, electrical wire. But it was crystal clear someone was getting ready to use the whole house as a giant grow room/home. Now can I say for sure that it was used for marijuana, no I can't, because there was no marijuana or any other plant of any type present? But I seeing that, panicked and turned and told the kids, "Let's get out of here, get to the car now and hurry". We rushed out and ran almost it, getting back into that vehicle as fast as I could and getting the heck out of there. I have never been back since.
I was scared, afraid that we would be shot or something if whoever came walking up or driving upon us there. It was obvious that it was going to be a giant operation growing something, that's for sure, and my instincts told me it was going to be a marijuana grow house, but if it did become that, I don't know one way or the other.
We left and got out of there, don't know if it was the owner or what, but obviously, they were going to be using some major electricity. I was just thankful that my children and I escaped there with no harm to us and no one knew that we had been there because you never can tell. In a situation like that, you don't know who and if they are going to be friendly or not. Maybe I have just seen too many movies or something, but I was thankful.
When I lived in California married to my first ex-husband Tony, he told me that "California Humboldt County was number 1 in the nation for growing and Wayne County Kentucky, was number 2 in the nation for growing marijuana at that time."
Yes, I do believe in the healing powers and the aiding powers of marijuana and am for legalization of, everybody knows that about me, that I do believe in it. I have read a lot on this stuff and that's how I feel about marijuana. I believe in medicinal and recreational usage. Which is my right to my beliefs.
The "Life & Times of Debbie Kim Kennedy", part of my coming book/movie?/etc of the possible title "Camelot Kingdom U.S.A. - Tiny memories are not so Tiny".
Just another part of a chapter of my life.
Sincerely,
Deborah "Debbie" Kim Kennedy
01/02/2022
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