My apology for not posting since last week. There were a few reasons:
- I had to attend a hearing for the Civil Case (against Austin Vantrease and Jonathan May) last Thursday. It was late in the day so it forced me to spend the night away from home.
- Sue surprised Kari (my daughter) and I with an evening “Ghost Hunt” in Gettysburg on Saturday.
- The website was acting up.
First, the civil case hearing on last Thursday. For whatever reason, the media began reporting that I had agreed to a structured settlement. Wrong! I made no such thing. I agreed to nothing. The truth is, the Court is attempting to settle this case absent my consent. I flatly rejected a settlement offer for roughly $1.1 million dollars many times because this money is what the defendant’s INSURANCE was offering. The criminals would get off scot-free. Basically, if I accept that amount the case would be resolved and Vantrease and May would not have a cent come out of their pockets and they would have no judgement against them. That $1.1 million would be paid entirely by their parent’s homeowners policy.
Ryan would never be okay with this. It’s blood money. There’s just no way that I would ever forego my son’s principles, values, morals, and beliefs for any amount of cash. I never thought his (and my) principles would ever be tested, but now I’m can say — and prove — that we wouldn’t sell out for even a million dollars!
Our principles are not for sale.
It’s not about the money. Never was…
When I returned home from the hearing the following day (Friday), Sue told me she had set up a day of scary-fun in Gettysburg for me and Kari. We left the next morning (Saturday) and stayed in a Bed & Breakfast (Farnsworth House) that is supposedly haunted. Our room, in fact, is reported to be highly active on any given night by a little boy. We didn’t experience anything specific in the B&B (other than finding toy soldiers lined up on our door frame), but the same can not be said for that night’s Ghost Hunt.
We went out on a Ghost Hunt that night, until 2:30 am — to two locations. I’m telling you, some really creepy things happened on that hunt that I am having some real trouble explaining. Let’s just say an attic window slamming shut on its own — while Kari was looking right at it — freaked us out a bit. Oh, and this happened shortly after asking if there is anyone with us and do they know where they are. A woman’s voice, clear as crystal, comes over the frequency scanner that says just one word… “attic”. Weird!
Then there was the attic in another home that was unexplainably too cool for a hot summer night. Much cooler than the rest of the house. Turns out, a woman took her own life up there. We didn’t know this until afterwards. And then there’s that picture we took up there…
Let’s just say I’m not quite as skeptical of the existence of ghosts as I was.
Kari had trouble getting to sleep when we returned to our room, which means she made sure to keep me awake… until the sun came up that morning. When we returned home early in the afternoon and I laid day for a “nap”.
I awoke at six this morning.