"Honey" Bobby Goldsboro

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dR-1iQE6Je0

This song by Bobby Goldsboro came out around the same time my mother Ruth Lorine Means Alexander passed away on October 15, 1964. I was only nine years old, my sisters Brenda and Carol were eight and seven, respectively. Everytime this song came on the radio I cried. I just tried to watch this video and started to cry. Now, Christine Archebelle worked for me in my CPA office two different years, and told me that she is adopted and that her grandchildren call her Honey. Now, I am not adopted and the people who decided to use Christine or whomever to be me in 2008 have committed an evil mean sprited act.

You liberals destroyed me because you knew that I was a Christian, but you also did not like me because you knew that I was a Republican. I am not going to take shit from any of you, and neither would my mother if she were alive today. By lying about my identity, you have destroyed an angel in heaven. And I will warn you that you will face your day of Judgment from the Lord for telling your evil mean spirited lies. Now, if you want to watch the youtube video copy and paste it in your browser. You knew that I was innocent of anything and never have done anything illegal. The lies that you told will hopefully one day land you in prison. If it is not prison on Earth just wait to see what hell will be like for you.

Now, what kind of person was my mother. Let me see, she grew up poor in Lexington, Indiana with a father who worked all day in the tobacco field and a mother who had problems with two sisters, Eva and Wilma. My mother, Ruth, was the baby of the family, and she had a friend named Clara Stein who was a partner in crime I suppose with her. I think they snuck out a few times in the Country and took my Grandpa's old Ford for a spin around some country roads.

My mom was beautiful, light brown hair and blue eyes perhaps darker hair than I remember, she was a cheerleader at Saluda High School, and caught the eye of most of the young guys in town. My mom sent her photo in once to a teen magazine, and it was publichsed. Somewhere, I have the magazine with the photo. So, you have messed witht the wrong family. My two sisters are both proud of our mother, too, and one-day you will pay for your lies. I never left Macon, Georgia and people knew it. Who told the first lie? It is time to tell the truth! You see my two sons never got to meet their Grandma Ruth. I can tell you that my mom, Ruth, was a Christian who never told a lie to me. She once said she was thinking about becoming a Catholic, and you know it is probably Catholics who have been my biggest enemy!