A Note on "A Bucket of Blood"

Tito is back with the family. I saw him leave this morning from their apartment.

The Dog Fight

P. tied his pit bull to a store's fence by its leash. The dog was muzzled and the leash gave the dog about four feet of wandering space. He did this because he wanted to purchase an item at the store. The dog was on the sidewalk with a reach that would let it move less than half way across the sidewalk.

A woman ran into the store screaming that the dog had chased her into the street and tried to bite her. P. went out of the store and saw that the dog was still tied to the fence and he and the store owner say that the dog had not barked.

P. accused the woman of lying. She threatened to shoot the dog. P. left the store and took the dog home. When he returned to the store the woman, a child and another woman began throwing rocks and bricks at him. The child threatened P. with a knife, so P. and the store owner called the police.

The store owner and P. told the officers what had happened. P. said that when the police department responded they refused to take his complaint because they wanted to defuse the situation. An officer told him that they had not had any complaints like that about these people before.

P. says he will go to the district attorney today and attempt to swear out a complaint.

A Bucket of Blood

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On Friday March 30, 2007 a neighbor was crying in the street for someone to call the police. I stepped out side and found this young man in the road. His injury is a deep, ragged cut to the top of his head.

I brought him into my home. I am familiar with him and his family. His mother, his mother's boyfriend and his brothers live together. For more than a year, nearly every Friday night that is associated with an SSI disabilty payment there has been drinking and fighting in their home. Everytime that the police have come to their home, they have refused to tell what happened to them. Each time they have told neighbors and friends that "Tito", the boyfriend had hit one or the other. They have said that "Tito" had drugs in the house. That "Tito" drinks too much. Prior to this no one seems to have been seriously injured. They never told the police these things. The boys admitted many times that they are afraid of "Tito".

Having never seen "Tito" injure anyone, but having seen the aftermath of "Tito", having heard the yelling and screaming from their home I decided "I have had enough". The young man was refusing medical treatment from the ambulance personnel and he was saying nothing to the police officers. I told him to get out of my house, to never ask me for help again unless he was going to tell the truth about what happened and then go the hospital in the ambulance. He told the officers that "Tito" hit him in the head with a CD player. He finally gave the police enough information for "Tito" to be arrested.

This time it seems that the demon had gotten the best of "Tito".

He had written on the wall of the bathroom in his victim's blood.

This is the area where the attack took place. It looked like a bucket of blood had been poured on the bedding.

On a prior occassion another neighbor told me that he had seen "Tito" hit the mother with a stick. Her friends that were with her also stated to me that they were witnesses too. I asked her to tell the police what she had seen. Her reply was "I don't talk to police."

I believe if you see something, you have to speak up. This monster has terrorized a family for more than a year. He has done so with impunity because other people have refused to help them.

The police can not arrest a person unless there is a witness. Sometimes a victim is too afraid to speak up.

I do not at this time know the extent of the young man's injuries, but I know he did not return home from the hospital with his mother on Saturday morning.

I hope "Tito" will remain in jail a good long time.

Hyannisport on the Hudson

Do you remember the films of the Kennedys in Hyannisport playing football on the lawn?

It seems like such an idyllic scene. Tossing around the ball in a friendly game of touch football with no referees and probably no score being kept either. Just friends and fun.

It all started Thanksgiving eve.

I was startled and shaken when I heard a noise
A shout and whoop coming from Dubois.
Ten little boys running in the park
Must be trouble since it was almost dark.

What evil do they bring? What danger to all?
None I soon saw- they were playing football.

They played for three hours, maybe for more
The ran, jumped and caught til their bodies were sore.
Playing under the lamplight alongside the street
One team was the winner but there was no defeat.

What joy did they bring? What pleasure to all?
Ten little boys- they were playing football.

The boys have been back many times. They play football in Downing Park.