Mimi's Fight for Justice
Organized by: Kamala Prince
I am a 51 year old single female. Who has worked hard my entire life. I have worked on pipeline construction for 15 years after my daugter graduated high school got married and moved into her own home. I got home from a job in North Dakota this past December. The road itself is a beast then add being one of very few woman in the industy, in a man's world, has been a very long and hard road. I have traveled alone and fought the sometimes unkind attention and negativity of being a single woman. I'm not complaining about that to much though because it was my choice to do so. All I'm saying it hasn't been easy. Anyway to the point after returning home in December tired and beat up from the road I entered into a lease purchase agreement with a gentleman in my hometown to purchase a building. I wanted to open a family oriented Sports Bar and Grill. I paid the gentleman for two years up front in cash with the remainder due at the end of the 2 years. I started renovations on the building in January. I spent the next six months working on the building day and night making the place a wonderful place for the whole family. Great food for everybody, games for kids, karaoke, 15 flat screens to run all the sports events. It was a great place to hang out with your family and friends. To watch a football game, basketball, soccer or whatever you enjoyed. After being open only one month I was served with court papers and the gentleman was suing me for the property. He wanted repossession of it. I could not get an appointment with my attorney until the day after my court date. I went to court assuming that I would be granted a continuance to be able to obtain legal representation. . I was denied the continuance and repossession was given to the gentleman. The gentleman was given back the property and I was ordered to shut down my business and be out of the building within 24 hours. A place I had completely renovated by myself. Putting my own blood sweat and tears into what had been a life long dream. Something I had worked for my entire life. I was devastated when it hit me that everything I had done and put into my place was gone. All the time and money I put into it plus tons of personal belongings had just been ripped away from me. This was a fully functional and open resturaunt fully stocked, a bar fully stocked, sports bar with 15 flat screens plus so much more. Myself and only 2 friends that could not work all night only until around 11 that night, moved what we could. Aftet midnight i wss on my own. At 3 pm when my 24 hours was up the gentleman met me with the law and ordered me off of his property. With over half of my things still inside. But I had to leave. No one I've talked to has ever heard of anyone being evicted in such a manner. I walked away from my life long dream and hard work with nothing. I put everything I had worked for my whole life against this place and I walked away with nothing. I found out afterwards that this man has done this before in the town several times. I have only a small civil case pending to see if I will recieve anything from from this but it isn't expected. I have lost everything. Im trying to find work but my industry is slow and there is no work, my mother just had a heart attack a week ago and to top it off my fiance ran off with another waman he had moved in while I was on the road working and paying all the bills. It sounds like a soap opera, we'll trust me it feels like one too. All jokes aside my world has turned upside down. I sit here today almost 52 years old and everything is gone. I did not work a union job so I do not have any retirement or benefits at all. Nothing. I have bills still coming in and nothing to offer them. This one man has taken everything and the legal system here in this town allowed it. No rational thinking person I've talked to can believe or ever heard of a 24 hour eviction. Like I tell the few friends I do have. The damage is done and everything is gone and nothing can undo it. I can only hope to start over somehow and find a job. I have to raise enough money to get a dependable vehicle and enough money to live on until I do find work. I came home thinking just maybe I had worked long enough to open my dream. Be home to see my grandchildren more and be with my parents a little before they passed. Now it's all gone. I'm not asking for a miracle. I'm just asking for a little help to get back on my feet. I don't know how much more oil field work I can do at 52 but with a little help I think I've got a few more years in me. I've never asked for help before but from where I'm sitting I couldn't see the harm in reaching out for a little help from a few good people. If you can spare anything I would be eternally grateful. Thank you for reading my story and God Bless you!