On April 28, 2003 Craig told me that the FBI had contacted the owner of our house about the mortgage. This is the Kaysville house. Craig and the owner (whose name I won’t mention) had worked out a deal for us to “rent to own” I thought...but it seems everything Craig did was always a little on the illegal side. I don’t know what happened with that, but I have found some paperwork showing Title transfers, deeds etc….I don’t even want to try figure that mess out.
On May 10th (Sat) Craig and I got into a huge fight. This is on tape and I will put it up on Patreon. The boys were with Craig, and Rocco had been calling me all day asking me to come and get him. When I called Craig and told him Rocco wanted me to come and get him, he exploded! He said he had been making plans with the boys all day to surprise me the next morning (for Mother's day) and that Rocco didn’t want to be part of the plans. It pains me to think of what these boys were going through and this is why it’s so hard to listen to the audio tapes. Craig was using the boys as a way to get to me and they instinctively knew it. Craig yelled at me a lot on that call….I hope the kids didn’t hear him. They did all come over the next day and make me a big breakfast for Mother's Day and Craig left by 11:15am.
On Monday Craig got very mad at Rocco again because he didn’t want to spend the night at Craig’s house. Craig yelled at him and made him return his game cube and all the games to Craig’s house. Rocco was very hurt and confused. While we were eating dinner he wrote me a note and it said “Mom, I love you and daddy is very rude”. He wasn’t even 10 years old yet. It broke my heart. And still does.
On Tuesday when I took the boys to school, Rocco begged me to please pick him up as soon as possible because he doesn’t want Craig to pick him up. I promised him I would leave work early so that I could be there as soon as he came out. And I did.
I can’t remember exactly, but I think Craig would pick the boys up from school everyday if I was working. He would keep them until I got off work and then I would go pick them up.
On Friday Craig “fired” me as the agent on the sale of our South Jordan house. We were trying to do a short sell. He didn’t want Bank One knowing how much money he had in his accounts because he would be disqualified. (He always acted like he was broke and never paid me one dollar in child support). I HAPPILY took down my sign in the yard, took the listing off the MLS, and wrote him an official resignation letter. Done,
The following Thursday I went to pick the boys up from school when Craig informed me that he had already picked them up and was keeping them overnight. He never kept to a schedule. I never knew which days he was taking them and he refused to let me know. He didn’t want me to be able to “make plans”.
I didn’t write in my journal for about 10 days, but there are emails and audio tapes that will fill in the gaps. For now, you are getting my notes and thoughts.
Keep in mind that Craig committed the crime on July 8th, 2003. It was very premeditated and he and Tamara were spending A LOT of time together (obviously they had a lot of planning to do).
My journal notes on Monday June 06, 2003 said that Craig had had the boys for the weekend and returned them to me at 9:15am, at work. Richie had no shoes and Rocco hadn’t brushed his hair or changed his clothes the entire weekend. Obviously Craig was not paying any attention to them whatsoever. I was horrified. The boys were being very neglected and were fending for themselves. My attorney told me that I would have to take Craig to court and prove neglect, so it was on my mind a lot, but I knew I didn’t have the money to start another case and this is where the system is very messed up! When a mother knows that her children are being abused or neglected while visiting the other parent, she should have a way to get help. I remember lying awake in bed all night, so worried about my boys. I kept my phone charged and next to me ALL the time in case they called.
You will read in the the next post how Craig took Rocco’s phone away from him so he couldn’t call me.
That’s it for tonight, but you will get another post on Sunday!! This is all hard to think about again, to write about….and to know that my boys will possibly read this someday. They all know I am writing my story, they have all given me encouragement to write it…..but they don’t remember these days. I have brought it up a few more times to them, that there is stuff that will be hard for them to read. The few professional people I have spoken to say that my boys will handle it all better than I think. But will they? If you just found out that when you were a child, your father neglected you while he was planning to kill his girlfriend's ex husband, and your mother, and then take you out of the country to live off the insurance payout….would that not affect you? My sons are incredible men. All of them! They are all unique in their own ways, they are secure, successful, and take care of themselves. This is very difficult for me to write about because I don’t want to hurt them. I NEVER said a bad word about Craig to them. Anytime we talked about Craig I would share good memories with them, show them fun photographs and share in their good memories. They certainly have lots of good memories. He was an awesome dad for almost 10 years. The last few months got really bad, but they don’t seem to remember them. Except for Wil. Wil was 16 years old and has not forgotten anything. Doug didn’t know a whole lot of what was going on, but Doug really loved Craig. They had a bond that was very strong and of course since Wil and Doug were not Craigs children, they weren’t involved in the back and forth visitation issues. There is a lot more to talk about, so stay tuned and don’t forget to like and share my story to help me grow followers.
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