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O n Nov. 15, 2011, I moved to Galveston Place, Washington, D.C., 20032. The landscape is beautiful, but I have come face-to-face with a couple of characters who have been devilish. The second day I was in my apartment, someone broke in, raided my refrigerator and took my toilet. Two months later, I saw the culprit, Charles. I voiced my opinion–that was a great experience. The landlord did evict the guy from the building, and Charles is now homeless. I see him on a regular basis, and it is humorous.

Now it is heaven at home. One bedroom with washer and dryer, stove and refrigerator. On Tuesday, March 27, 2012, life is good. Now I can work on making things better for my son and me. My eyes are set on making a job for myself as a consultant for veterans getting claims through the government, the reason being that Veterans Affairs keeps you in the dark in order to hold onto the billions of dollars given to the administration. We, as Americans, need to do a better job of getting benefits to the folks who h ave earned them through hard work and sweat. Yet, Congress ensures that we are robbed of our benefits.

Issues |Housing|Political commentary|Veterans

Region |Washington DC

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