Time: Wed Nov 13 13:52:28 1996 To: Mark Nordbrock From: Paul Andrew Mitchell [address in tool bar] Subject: Neil Nordbrock Cc: Bcc: [This text is formatted in Courier 11, non-proportional spacing.] c/o 2509 N. Campbell, #1776 Tucson [zip code exempt] ARIZONA REPUBLIC November 13, 1996 Evelyn Nordbrock 6642 E. Calle de San Alberto Tucson, Arizona Dear Evelyn, Please accept my apologies for irritating you with the request that Nancy Lord stay at your home in some future emergency. It was not my intention to invade the privacy of your home, or to impose upon your generosity. I was trying to set up a soft landing for someone who appears to be imminent danger of retaliation for the witness she has become to the same kinds of persecution you are experiencing. I had no idea that you have had such unfortunate experience with house guests in the past. In the event that I might not be at home when that emergency call might come, I wanted her to know that there are others in Tucson who would welcome her with open arms, if only for a night or two. That was all I meant to ask of you. I certainly did not mean to imply that I wanted her to stay with you for any length of time beyond that. You know, and I know, that I have an extra bedroom, which you helped me to furnish. The only problem right now is that I have a total of $20 in my wallet right, and I need that money for food. I cannot as yet afford the expense of buying sheets, pillows, and bed spreads for that nice new bed which Neil put on the account. You already know that clients are now in arrears to me for over $25,000. I don't know anybody for whom that is petty cash. I am also obligated to tell you, if you don't already know, that Neil is bordering on clinical psychosis because of his excessive and regular drinking habits. Although I have enjoyed each and every one of the many meals which you have so expertly prepared for all of us, there were many occasions when Neil has slurred his words, lost his balance while standing, and spilled drinks and gravy all over your beautiful table cloth. I am also unable to communicate complex computer or legal ideas to Neil, after he has begun to consume alcohol. The most important thing I want to say to you here is that I am one of the many Americans who have lost a family member to alcohol: my brother died of complications due to chronic alcohol poisoning about 5 years ago. My personal pain is the realization that I never did anything to help him, because I was entirely estranged from all of my family for too many years, during which time Ronnie passed away quietly, having degenerated very slowly, when he drove alone to the place where he and his only son used to fish together, and drew his last breath. I can only pass this enormous pain up to my Father in Heaven, and hope that he will somehow forgive me for not intervening when I could have, and should have, no matter what the consequences. It was the fact that I never even tried that now weighs so heavily upon my soul. My only defense now is that I never even knew that he was so deathly ill. But I have myself solely to blame for allowing a chip on my shoulder to grow into a giant personal block to any human contact whatsoever during those terrible years. My mother has never recovered from losing now 2 of her 3 sons. I am the only one left, and the odds are high that I will not outlive my parents, given the high risks that are associated with my line of work. How often does your next door neighbor sue the President of the United States, a person who is now implicated in dozens of homicides, not to mention a host of other felonies, including treason. If I make it to my own father's funeral, it will be a most excellent gift from the Most High, hopefully many years from now. I do what I do, because my earthly father now casts a very tall shadow, and I am honored to stand on his shoulders to defend this country, as well, if not better, than he did, at great personal risk to his own life. If I now ask a lot of myself, it is because this is my redemption for all those many decades of pride, hatred, drugs, sin and debauchery. Maybe I too will someday earn the Purple Heart, and proudly share it with the children in my life, born to others, giggling and laughing as I bounce them on my lap, knowing that they can now breathe freely, and grow up in a country where liberty and justice shall flourish once again, as realities, not stale or empty phrases. I must also tell you that I am ill equipped to intervene on behalf of Neil and his alcohol problem. Evelyn, what I do know is that this is a disease, and there are advanced methods available for treating, and curing, this disease. I am telling you this, because I am an alcoholic too, having started drinking that day, many years ago, when my father handed me a beer after pouring concrete on a very hot day in Santa Ana, California. After many many decades of pain and isolation, I got up enough courage to take my alcoholic friend to AA, where I learned from someone who knows, that the alcohol had made me insane; that is all there is to it. I do not touch the stuff now, for more reasons than I can shake a stick at. I so much enjoy sharing coffee, tea, and fruit juice with the both of you, because I love both of you so very much. It is for this reason that I enter this plea, on Neil's behalf, that you get him immediately into an alcohol rehabilitation program. The choice is yours, but I know from experience that if you allow this problem to continue, that death is waiting just around the corner for Neil. Thank you very much for everything. Please don't shoot the messenger, as so many people are wont to do with me. I trust you enough to know that you will do as I ask. Sincerely yours, /s/ Paul Andrew Mitchell, B.A., M.S. copy: Mark and Rose Nordbrock
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