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Growing up in WV someone gave me a bag of scrip they had collected and when I lost my house I lost that bag.
One of the many things that broke my heart losing that place.
So fucked up the way I lost it too.
My siblings, mother, and I all lived with my aunt when my mom got the place. Since we were there often she never bothered to have the mail sent to her. I took over payments, lived there for about 5 years, paid the bill every month. Apparently it was an adjustable rate and the payment had gone up. They never bothered to tell me the few times I made the payment in person, probably because it wasn’t in my name (usually dropped it in the overnight box after work). One night I came home from work to a note on the door telling me I had 2 weeks to vacate. My aunt never opened the mail, she’d just toss it when we didn’t get it. I don’t blame her. No one asked for it for years. When my mom called, I was behind over 2k on the payment. We didn’t have it, couldn’t come up with it (minimum wage was 5.15 at the time) and they wouldn’t budge. They thought “well they owe 40k, we can sell it for whatever” and wouldn’t budge. I’ve had people tell me I could have hired a lawyer, but I was homeless, ignorant, and selling everything I could to come up with a security deposit to rent a place. I lost many family heirlooms and prized possessions. It was a huge house, 5 bedrooms. I had three of the unused bedrooms full of stuff I and my family had collected over the years. I had the one of the very first home video tape recorders ever sold (Ampex). Tons of neat stuff like that just tossed in the landfill.
The house was in bad shape and this is the only thing about it that puts a smile on my face. It sits empty today, windows boarded up, ceilings caving in. They got nothing for it. Hoorah!
Sorry for the story. It just crossed my mind because you brought up scrip and I just typed away with my ADHD ass. Take care.
Growing up in WV someone gave me a bag of scrip they had collected and when I lost my house I lost that bag.
One of the many things that broke my heart losing that place.
So fucked up the way I lost it too.
My siblings, mother, and I all lived with my aunt when my mom got the place. Since we were there often she never bothered to have the mail sent to her. I took over payments, lived there for about 5 years, paid the bill every month. Apparently it was an adjustable rate and the payment had gone up. They never bothered to tell me the few times I made the payment in person, probably because it wasn’t in my name (usually dropped it in the overnight box after work). One night I came home from work to a note on the door telling me I had 2 weeks to vacate. My aunt never opened the mail, she’d just toss it when we didn’t get it. I don’t blame her. No one asked for it for years. When my mom called, I was behind over 2k on the payment. We didn’t have it, couldn’t come up with it (minimum wage was 5.15 at the time) and they wouldn’t budge. They thought “well they owe 40k, we can sell it for whatever” and wouldn’t budge. I’ve had people tell me I could have hired a lawyer, but I was homeless, ignorant, and selling everything I could to come up with a security deposit to rent a place. I lost many family heirlooms and prized possessions. It was a huge house, 5 bedrooms. I had three of the unused bedrooms full of stuff I and my family had collected over the years. I had the one of the very first home video tape recorders ever sold (Ampex). Tons of neat stuff like that just tossed in the landfill.
The house was in bad shape and this is the only thing about it that puts a smile on my face. It sits empty today, windows boarded up, ceilings caving in. They got nothing for it. Hoorah!
Sorry for the story. It just crossed my mind because you brought up scrip and I just typed away with my ADHD ass. Take care.