2009-01-09 / Letters

Foreclosing Families

Dear Editor,

I write this letter with hope that the public is made aware of the new war that has come forth and that is the war against families. In these hard economic times, a lot of emphasis is being placed on car dealerships going under, Wall Street crashing, and the biggest of all, banks going broke and the foreclosing of homes. With all that is being said, I don't think I have heard any talk about those hard working families, particularly single parents, who seek to rent homes and get scammed by those deceitful brokers and homeowners when their homes go into foreclosures. Let alone, those brutal, hardhearted banks that take possession of the properties and quickly line up their "gangsta attorneys" and "goons" along with the sheriff 's department, as they prepare to attack the homes of the families, disrupting peace and unity by savagely throwing innocent belongings into the streets like road kill. Tenants who rent from these deceitful homeowners don't have a clue as to what is going on, until the day of attack. Such was my story. I had just returned to New York, after spending a year in New Orleans providing mental health and substance abuse services to the Katrina victims in the aftermath of Hurricane Katrina. I came back with an abundance of knowledge from lessons and skills learned, all ready to put to use in the revitalization of communities here in New York. While searching for a place to move to I connected with a broker who blindly led me to a house that was in foreclosure. I had no idea that this home was in foreclosure until the bank sent their "goons" to throw my family and me out. This was after I had already enrolled my children in school, found a job with the local school district, set up a small business within the community and connected with a church; all of that came crashing down that day when I heard a loud banging on the door and a voice to match, as the "goon" roared, "Open this door and let me in. This is the Bank of New York and we own this property, and you have two days to get out before we throw you out and board it up." Shocked, embarrassed and dismayed, I couldn't believe what was happening as I hurriedly made some phone calls to a friend and was advised to contact the court immediately. I went to court, and an even more dreadful nightmare for there is where I met their "gangsta attorney," Steven Baum, also known as "Bulldog," who is infamous for taking a lot of homes from innocent families. The judge agreed for me to stay a few more days, but in the interim, I tried to at least purchase the home, but the bank, with their "thuggish" attitude, refused. The "gangsta" attorney with his cocky attitude bluntly said, "I am not going to let this happen, just get out, before we throw you out." This is all a nightmare to me still. I can't believe that I am living in America. Families are a proclamation to the world, which means they are the eternal and the cornerstone of society. Families have been around since the beginning of time and they must continue until the end of time. If we destroy the family unit, then we have a nation that falls into depression. Families are an extension of the communities, hence the formation of a nation. The strength of families create strong communities, therefore a strong nation will rise. Furthermore, a war on the family, particularly during these hard times, will only sink a nation further into depression. I can't understand why the bank and its army can't look at my family and see that we are assets to the community and work with us to own the home. Instead greed and power have overtaken them so much that it has rotted away the very core of the substance that makes them human, and that is their hearts. As a result, they have no feelings for family values; instead they break down rather than build up. I want the public to be aware of how delicate the family unit is and to protect it's delicacy from such heartless, greedy money seekers in white shirts and ties who horde money for themselves, cry broke and then fly in on jets with their hands outreached begging for money while the less fortunate huddle together and sleep in the cold.

KIM WELCH

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