“God sees the truth, but waits.”

ITEMS MY FATHER PROMISED TO ME

One Saturday, months ago, my brother-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool called me, and told me that the house I had grown up in—at 5922 Vogel Road, Mobile, Alabama 36693—had just been sold.

I asked Jeff why he had never told me the house was for sale—and he hung up on me.

I called him back, again and again, just trying to find out what the hell was going on—no one had ever told me that house was for sale—and he kept hanging up.

While I kept calling him, my mother called me.  My mother asked me why I was “talking bad” to my sister Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and brother-in-law Jeff.  I explained that I wasn’t “talking bad”—that I was simply asking Jeff why he and Elaine had never told me the house in Mobile was for sale.

Jeff and Elaine came here to this house—they brought me some items that had belonged to my late father.

I had sent my sisters and brothers-in-law an email listing the items that my father had promised to leave for me, upon his death.  Right after I sent that email, my sister Elaine lied to my mother that I had sent her an “ugly” email.  I explained to my mother that I had not sent Elaine an “ugly” email—that I had just sent her an email listing the items my father had promised me.

But knowing that my sister Elaine had lied to my mother about the purpose and tone of that email—just as she had lied to my father about the purpose and tone of my blog, on April 10, 2016—I decided that I had better post the contents of the email on my blog, so the whole world could know what my father had promised me.

Of course Elaine saw that post too—my sisters Elaine and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, with the support of my brothers-in-law Jeff and Thomas Grady Wright—have been following my blog since late March, 2016.  And my sister Elaine, in particular, has been lying to my parents, my psychiatrist, and even my pastor, about the purpose and tone of my blog, since April 10, 2016.

That Saturday, months ago, I looked at the items that Elaine and Jeff had brought here.  The only one of those items that was on my list of items my father had promised me was the stereo equipment.

There was something wrapped up in green felt—I unwrapped it, and found that it was an antique crosscut saw.  I asked Elaine and Jeff where the Imperial Japanese sword was.  They said they didn’t know—that my father had given it away before moving to North Alabama, but they didn’t know whom he had given it to.  I asked Elaine and Jeff where the antique (or vintage) clock was.  They said they didn’t know—that my father had given it away before moving to North Alabama, but they didn’t know whom he had given it to.

I told them they were lying.  I told them my father had always told me that he would always keep family heirlooms in the family—that if he gave those items away at all, he gave those items to them, as well as Cathy and Tom.

Then Elaine got really ugly.  She pointed her finger at me, and started telling me that I was being ungrateful.

That’s when I verbally tore her up.

I called her a cunt.  I reminded her of what she had started on April 10, 2016—and how she had estranged me from my father for the last 621 days of his life, with her lies.

Then Jeff got out his smartphone, and started making a video of me—without my consent.

I said, “Oh, so are you going to put this on social media now, Jeff?”

Jeff smirked, and said, “No, I’m going to share this with your mother!”

Then I made sure my mother would know what Jeff was doing.  I said, on the video, “Mom, Jeff is making this video without my permission.  Instead of resolving this dispute with me, Jeff has decided to make a video of me, without my permission—and show it to you, with the intention of hurting you.”

I decided to get the whole truth out on the video—to loudly share the whole truth with my neighbors.  I told my neighbors everything, as loudly as I could.

As I was loudly speaking on the video, Elaine called the sheriff’s department.

I eventually got tired of seeing Jeff’s smirk, and tried to grab that goddamned smartphone from him.

I realize, now, that I should have punched him—that the only way I could have gotten that smartphone away from him was if I punched him in that smirking face.  It was only after I tried to grab that goddamned smartphone away from Jeff that he finally put it away.

When the Escambia Sheriff’s deputies arrived, Jeff made a point to approach a female deputy, shake her hand, and introduce himself.  I almost laughed as I remarked at Jeff’s grandstanding behavior.

A male deputy spoke with me, as the female deputy spoke with Jeff and Elaine.  Before the deputies left, I explained to that deputy that my brother-in-law had made a video of me, on his smartphone, without my permission—and asked him if he could order my brother-in-law to erase the video.  He said that would have to wait for the civil suit (the civil lawsuit that I intended to file—and still intend to file—against my sisters and brothers-in-law).  In fairness to that deputy, he may have been unable to order my brother-in-law to erase the video—it may have been legal for my brother-in-law to make a video of me, without my consent, right in front of my residence.  But if that is the case—if anyone can legally make a video of anyone else, just outside his or her private residence, without his or her consent—that law needs to change.

My mother hasn’t spoken with me since that Saturday, months ago.  I thought that the video Jeff made of me, without my permission, would backfire on him and Elaine.  But Jeff edited the video—I know he did.  At the very least, Jeff edited out the part in which I explain to my mother that Jeff is making this video without my permission.

My sisters Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, and my brothers-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool and Thomas Grady Wright, have viciously lied to my parents, about me, since April 10, 2016.

And my sisters Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, and my brothers-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool and Thomas Grady Wright, have viciously lied to me, about my parents’ whereabouts, since March 11, 2017.

On April 10, 2016, my sister Elaine—with the support of my sister Cathy and brothers-in-law Jeff and Tom—intentionally misled my father to believe that the sole purpose of my blog was to expose and embarrass my family before the entire world.  That was—and has always been—a vicious lie.

But right here, right now, I, Scott Wesley Mayo, expose my sisters Elaine Elizabeth Mayo Pool and Catherine Cecilia Mayo Wright, and my brothers-in-law Jeffrey Clentis Pool and Thomas Grady Wright, for the evil they have done to me—and to my parents—since April 10, 2016.

“God sees the truth, but waits.”

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