2006-06-29 15:26:40 · 16 answers · asked by jeffzo 2 in Arts & Humanities ➔ Other - Arts & Humanities
In 1987, I decided to kill my husband. He said he was at band practice but, as his wife, I had a sneaky thought that he was cheating. That night, I got into my car and drove from Ventura, CA to Oxnard, CA where the bandroom was. It was as dark as night. I went in and knew that no one had practiced that night. I used to tidy the place up and not a cigarette butt or beer can was in sight. I had wondered for awhile if he was having a fling with his so-called band manager. Now, this man has a day job. He worked in the Santa Barbara Channel as an offshore production platform engineer back then. That made him every girls dream. He had a great job, good money and he was successful in his band with tours thru Southern California and portions of Mexico (mostly the Baja peninsula) that year. Well, I was fuming mad and this was pre-cell phone period. I had called around to his friends and band members who let me that know that practice was cancelled. So, where would he be? I had decided to go on home and try not to worry. If you would have been me, you'd have been worried too. It wasn't lack of trust, either. This wasn't the first time. At that time, I wasn't exactly dogmeat. I was working as an Account Execcutive for Estee' Lauder and modeling at the same time. And I was finishing college, too. I tried everything I knew to make that marriage work. I am old school and I literally tried everything from new recipes to new sex encounters. Well, I was proceeding Northbound on the 101 freeway to exit at Seaward Avenue and I saw his truck. It was a Nissan 4x4. I was in a growling V8 mustand convertible with a red stripe one each side. I don't know what came over me! I saw him in his vehicle with the band manager with his arm casually around her. This wasn't the first time he'd cheated (the first time was the night we were to depart to California and I forgave him thinking he can't see her anymore). It took until 2003 for him to apologize. I was so upset that I gunned that car and got on his tail. I could see his head turn and he realized what was going on. He tried to outrun me, but it wasn't working. My machine against his was very little comparison. I got up beseide him and tried to force him off the road. I was either going to talk to him ot hurt him. I knew either way he was "toast". He kept trying and that girl *Ann kept looking ou the sindow as if she was scared witless. I hope she was. I was out for blood. We had gotten close to the San Buena Ventura Mall when I got him off to the side. Now, the CHP had come up after me and clocked me at 113 miles an hour. I didn't lie at all. I passed the breathalyzer and *Mike didn't. They parked his car (very kind of them) in the Mall parkng lot so he could retrieve it. Stupidity Groupie Girl was hauled in for a misdemeanor and one felony. Public intoxication and threatening a police officer. At best, *Mona was completely drunk, too. So, that's my story. I was tired of being lied to and having to find out later too many times and even b friends who were concerned for us. Heck, even one of his friends approached me to tell me because they knew it was wrong. I decided that when I could prove it, I was gone. In 1992, my four year old daughter said he was "doing the deed" (where she get that) on the boat. This fool accused his little girl of lying. What a worm. Obviously, I left and never turned back. So, the most fearless ting I have ever down was tryinf to force my then husband off the road, which would have caused him to roll so many times down a slope and onto the next roadway. I was enraged. I know that is wrong but I was SO tired of it and did not feel I could end things without solid evidence. That is the person I am. Innocent until proven guilty. Finally, when I had complete documenation, I was set free. One of my favorite things to say is "Don't Marry the Guy in the Band". I wasn't a groupie. I played in the band. That's my story. The police let me off with a warning because I was not drunk and I explained my position. They could have blasted me for reckless driving, so I got lucky that night. I suppose they understood what I was going thru. I was so emotional. I was pregnant and didn't know it at the time. So, I tried to kill him and I was fearless.
2006-06-29 16:15:38 · answer #1 · answered by Aria 4 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Stand between my puppy I was walking, and an attacking Rottweiler, yelling and whirling half the leash as I slowly backed away. Then just as I thought I was close to out of danger, fell, jumped up still yelling at the dog to stay back, and my Choo-Choo and I lived to walk another day---(but not there.)
2006-06-29 22:38:53 · answer #2 · answered by choo-Choos Mom 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
I joined the Navy at 17 and moved to Guam
2006-06-29 22:31:38 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Taking a shower in Pine Springs with cold freezing water.
2006-06-29 23:20:56 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 0⤊ 0⤋
Well when we were in texas a rattle snake bit me so i cut my self open and sucked out the poisn venom cause i was affraid to die so i did what i thought was best
2006-06-29 22:30:57 · answer #5 · answered by rye 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
beat up 6 bullies to save a friend
2006-06-29 22:30:05 · answer #6 · answered by Jbeezy 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Moved to a far-away city where I didn't know anyone and didn't have a job or a place to live and $80 in my pocket. (I survived and thrived.)
2006-06-29 23:13:16 · answer #7 · answered by okbyajc 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
i told my crush i loved him. and if you don't think thats fearless, you have no idea how much guts it takes.
2006-06-29 22:30:29 · answer #8 · answered by sunnylaughs10 1 · 0⤊ 0⤋
Being brave when faced with cancer, while raising a two year old and a newborn babe--------Alone!
2006-06-29 23:34:41 · answer #9 · answered by gothope? 2 · 0⤊ 0⤋
give birth without meds
2006-06-29 22:32:08 · answer #10 · answered by jcn 3 · 0⤊ 0⤋