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Jackson California for me sounded like a dream town it was an area I spent March of 2008 till June of 2008 in. It was a part of my life that perhaps changed who I am as a person even. I just got done driving through a blizzard from Lake Tahoe in a moving truck through the mountains as high as 12,000 feet up almost zero visibility in the Kit Carson Pass area.

I pulled into Jackson could not find a hotel actually the guy at the Best Western lied to us I was not thrilled told me prices are up due to the festival and it was just a little after midnight early Friday morning it was like what a rip off. The town scared me a little not a car was even out I thought what am I in a ghost town. But it was a quaint cozy town rolling hills...small plazas....alot of cop cars driving around.

I had to drive into Stockton but spent a week driving up here looking for houses it was let down after let down. I mean some landlords were trying to inflate the rents and some apartments had two year waiting list or requirements I never even heard of before it was mad.

After a week I stayed up at Pardee Lake which is not to far from Jackson....took my sons to school but rather in a town called Sutter Creek. I like Sutter Creek its very cozy and small less drama then Jackson. The school had an old school house from the 1800s it was like a house in the prairie movie. But I wanted small town life I mean honestly I just wanted to find the right girl settle my life down a little it never happened it never does lol.

I was spending alot of money everyday gas was almost at 5 dollars a gallon it was killing me driving through the mountains. I noticed though right away that most of the locals were very friendly everybody says hi.....everybody is really chatty...if you are in need of help people will help you. I had a food pantry help the kids and I out....social services gave us help instantly...it is not like where I am at currently social serviced fucked me and I am suffering right now cause of it. 

I learned this town inside and out....what I first noticed is that every weekend the Skeleton Biker Club hangs out at the National Hotel which basically it is their territory. I also noticed that downtown took about 10 minutes to walk around in and during that time is 3 bars with the same sluts and drunks hanging inside and outside every night all night some all day. I also noticed that the most beautiful women in the world live in Jackson this is a fact all the women wear dresses are very lady like and seeing overweight women in this town is very rare. On occasion I had some pretty girls flirt with me but I also noticed the town hates outsiders considering only a few thousand live here. 

It did not take me to long to feel miserable here though I had a landlord try to charge me 1200 a month for a 600 sq foot cottage with no backyard....and another lady try to charge me 1100 for a small two bedroom apartment. I started to get really mad because everytime I found something for rent it was taken the first day it came out or was told 50 other people were ahead of the line because everybody wants to move here because of that kick ass casino called the Rancheria.

On a downside my two cats lived in my car Sneezer and Cutie Pie they did pretty well they would not piss or shit in the car. They would eat out of the food dish...sneezer would climb on the dash board hold on for dare life as I sped through the mountains. At the time I was married my spouse got screwed out of a job their just is no work up in that area unless you work for the casino which even they have a long list of requirements to get in or a waiting list rather.

I went to a pizza place for once the guy sneezed on his hand then took spaghetti with that hand through it onto the buffet right in front of me.  Its an odd town like once my sons sat out in front of the market and a big ass dog sat next to us and people were running for there lives scared. The dog was nice but he was large and probably could easily kill if he wanted to.

I spent almost a month at the homeless shelter which is a story in itself really. I lived with a group of people one guy I met was cool and he went to jail his gf messed up and he had to go see her and the probation officer got him for crossing county to rescue her ass. Living in that shelter was a nightmare really the one girl was drunk came in my room one night...then another night they put me in the same room with an ex felon who preached god to me.

I took good care of those homeless people living in that shelter but it was amazing how easily people turn on your ass when it comes to saving there own asses. I am not legally obligated to state the things I did in that shelter but I brought that shelter alive cooked on the grill....smoked some of the residents up.....covered for there asses etc etc we wont get into the rest but I always believed that if you could treat others good it would come back onto you and boy was I wrong. One of the crackheads mistreated my son...the social worker running the shelter named Denise who was employed by ATCAA discriminated against my son....I was also pretty much told that that my openness is offensive etc etc etc just a long list of things. 

I figured at this point the shelter was for entertainment purposes only. They had a caretaker illegally locking down the place at night who was drunk...her sons would smoke pot next door etc  yet she was coming over yelling at people for not being in bed by 10pm etc. One night I snuck out to get fresh air and got a bj off someone off myspace. I got in trouble over it to but I was not at the shelter for drugs or alcohol I was there so my kids would have shelter.

I knew no matter how behaved I was at that shelter I would get thrown out because if nobody likes you then your out and a few of the bitches were just that the one hated my son. So much favoritism went on and the one day cutie pie was giving birth to the kittens I was thrown out by some big biker they brought in to kick me out who was not even employed by the state. 

I could go on forever about the homeless shelter trust me I got some stories...like my friend climbed out a window one night dropped like 15 feet out crazy man....or like how one night I was howling at girls at the hotel jumping in the Jacuzzi three hotties. Alot of tourist come to Jackson to see the Kennedy Mine or on the way to Lake Tahoe.  I find this mine by accident.....Moore Mine lots of secret places around town like this but even those places are the sites of drug deals and such.

I could not believe how many hookers and cracked out broads that ran into me in Jackson. I would go for walks every night to smoke one.  I would go down the allies one night gulping a beer with a friend of mine to see who would win. The library was in the park and I use to go there change out the cats box. I use to hate the library cause they ladies would yell at me and the kids for making noise....for being on to long or so they thought we were on to long when your allowed 2 hours a day but two of them just hated us with such a passion.

Once I was walking to the store with my son a lady almost hit us then gave us the finger told us to fuck off right to my son and I. Then pulled into her driveway. Some people were snobs in Jackson like another time a group of guys pulled along side of me and said shit then took off.

I witnessed a fight during my radio show as I did a few shows live in Jackson. One of them at the Tailing Wheels area on the edge of town. I had run ins in Jackson 5 different times with the cops was pulled over 3 times, followed one night all over town and once pulled over while doing my radio show. The one cop threatened a friend of mine cause he was from another town.

Another friend of mine was squatting had some hot chick hitting on him with beer in the tub I went over to party I was like wow this reminds me of my investigations sneaking in places just to get a ghost on film lol. This time I snuck in just to have a brew weird I know. But that is how Jackson is people are so bored.

I did alot of things like went up to Butte Mountain which is 2300 feet above Jackson you can see the city from on top its a special place I was not able to get photos.  But that was a cool thing....I spent also alot of time in a couple cemeteries in Jackson very historic...old...rolling hills took a few photos nothing major. I found a hidden dam on the back side of town.

The town has alot of issues the homeless rate is very high here some of them are drunks but alot of them are good people they just cannot find work. The locals reject alot of plans to expand the town they do not want home depots....plazas or anything which stimulates more jobs considering they are always building new houses.

Ecstasy is the biggest drug in the area and I watched a friend turn on me because of it he just cared about the drug more then the friendship. I had a problem at an apartment I stayed a week at and my friends worker said we couldn't be guest at her place etc etc more drama. 

The local churches were a big help to us I am not a religious man but the community pulls together really strong. I noticed alot of drunk drivers in the town went to an AA meeting although I hardly drink I was forced to go. You have to be careful what you say in this town word gets around quick I was the town freak trust me.  I had to meet with ATCAA and well since the social worker is friends with her boss I got nowhere so it took me two more months to go to a higher level up and I won they gave me a free hotel room for a few days first class but they still are in trouble for letting things get out of hand at the shelter and I suffered because I became homeless....my kittens died....except the one. 

Two kittens died right after birth....the third one at the hotel two days later....and the final one she ended up being stolen at a homeless shelter dinner in Roseville. But you see if I got the help I asked for and people did not screw me over in fact id been living in Ca....would not have had to live in the woods...out of hotels....paid all my money to gas inflation....and the shelter would have allowed me to get on my feet and probably would still have my other couple of kitties.

The hang out place is the park you have to look at the same idiots everyday you run into the same losers everyday including this child molester who I really wanted to beat down everytime I seen him at the park. The one thing I did like about the town is the historic sites all over and the creek that runs through the town with trout in it. But the more time I spent in Jackson the more I wanted to live anywhere else but there lol.

I was having problems with my brake took it off my friend screwed something up just as the week before I had to put a new rotor on the mountains were killing my car. The bearing on the car melted while camping at Indian Grinding Rock taking my kids to school.  I had it towed into town was working on it left it over night came back the next day and someone smashed out all my windows. I had two suspects which one night I ran into and both guys shook my hands in fear. Because my friend and I passed the word around town that if we find the guys there going to be very sorry....well I gave a little justice I wont say how and the suspects were ass kissing its all small town drama could never prove who did it but I could scare them a little.

Things were tough I had the car sent to a shop and the guy tried to rip me off so I towed it to a church in the mountains outside of Jackson. My friend gambled the money sent me the car part 4 weeks later when he had it on him for weeks. I had to hike with the car part for miles in the mountains...spent hours under my car and I fixed it...then spent a week cleaning the car up. I now was finally able to leave the area and never look back. If the car did not break down I would have probably been living in Sacramento had the money for a place etc etc it really sucks all the misfortunes I faced in this town. The same day I was vacuuming the glass out a cop pulled me over for having no back window its like dude wtf they did nothing about my windows being smashed now they want to pull me over. 

It seemed like it was bad news after bad news I spent sometime sleeping on a concrete slab at night......hiking with my sleeping bag...sleeping in the woods....spending my boring days in cemeteries...historic sites....partying at the pool and Jacuzzi at the best western. Once or twice a week I would get drunk and high as hell just to ease my pain.

I had two women in my life I cared alot about who turned there backs on me at the time I was homeless. It was hard the only thing that kept me going is my radio show. I am not sure Ill ever go back here again I met some psycho woman who told me the only way she looks at a penis is if she is real drunk.  She was a real weird person believes in wearing sneakers around the house.....and like most locals if your not drunk your not having fun. 

The locals are sheltered most I met never even left Jackson its like a house on the prairie movie serious. People are crazy in the middle of a cold day people are in the streams....in the local pool ice cold water. The one thing though I did like is everybody smokes pot grandmas, mothers, fathers, even professionals. I noticed people who came up from Sacramento laughed at the Jackson Locals and now I see why. Some of the women staying at the shelter were mental would talk to themselves.....one woman was like so where you going tonight in Jackson Rick to screw more girls it was like WTF. Just weird weird people man. 

I could go up to this guy or that guy in the park be like yo you toke man and they would. I am not saying everybody is bad I met some pretty cool potheads in Jackson, bikers, and good people. But there also is alot of people who will smash out your windows....steal your shit.....and lie to your face. Its a town full of drama and of course the large cozy historical houses are pretty nice with the exception most landlords lie...play games...like if you call on two separate phones the landlord will tell you 950 a month then on the other phone tell you 1300 a month for the same place.  I got mad at one landlord tore his fucking sign to shreds.

I used my time in Jackson to enlighten my knowledge and some of those places are up on our site as explorations. The one hard thing was having to hike all over when my car was down....hiking to get the kids clothes, food, a place to sleep, hotels etc with sneezer....a kitten...and a cat we found while camping one night. 

I noticed the harder my life became the worst people treated me like some guy yelled at me at a store because I ran into a girl I knew and he was like get out. Just like people would shout things laugh at me. People just didn't care I mean when I took my sons to the park alot of single mothers came up to me to say hi that was the one cool aspect of it all.  The town has a redheaded female cop she has a hot body id bone her left and right another plus to Jackson CA.

My life was a dark time sat in a buddies car one night to smoke right downtown it was like being an outlaw serious.  The manager at the best western ripped me of twice.....some girl used me...a crack head stole from me....and a friend backstabbed me because she wanted to be buddy buddy with some fat ghetto cracked out bitch.

I spent alot of time talking to others and heard alot about downtown being haunted by ghost at least the old buildings, attics, cellars and alleys. I use to walk down these alleys at night sometimes drunk girls would stumble around. Their was this town whore who would take guys into the public restrooms and they would get arrested more drama.

I stayed out of it all but I became more like a vigilante around town believe me when I say that....I once had a group of kids at a cemetery try to shoot me with Beebe guns I thought about beating them all up taking there guns but instead I got them busted my cell phone was my life line. I remember one night walking met a girl who knew a friend of mine it was like wow what a small town I ran into her all over the place of course she only wanted rides and me to smoke her green which she pinched all the time more and more from me.

The education is quite poor here their are alot of people on depression pills....I once was in the restroom at the library and some retard was jacking off in the bathroom. Why lie its the truth PGS gives you the truth on life period ghost or no ghost.

I will say this I never tried to get ghost photos here I could have but never did because my life was so hard I lived freely...backpacking....camping...drinking at the local bar....toking all over Jackson etc etc. I enjoyed my historical walks some areas I felt energy...some areas I felt watched...some areas had cold spots....one of the houses I was told about ghost stories. 

Personally it got rather boring in Jackson the local newspaper screwed me over on top of it. A local will always side with another no matter what evidence you have being an outsider is like a children of the corn movie man. The movie theater is expensive yet its empty during the day they almost charged my son full price when we went to see the hulk. Of course before the movie I drank a beer and got stoned so I could careless what was happening around Jackson....the hulk was in my face lol. 

I spent alot of time watching people the cheaters.....the people driving new cars trying to get food at pantries....the drug dealers etc you see more shit go on here then living in a city.  Alot of the locals told me stories about corruption going on with some of the cops. I sort of was like a hero to the homeless in this town maybe even an inspiration much like Christ I walked in my slippers offering and taking bread.  One time I had like 10 homeless people surround me and they told me I was a legend in Jackson serious. 

I never gave up though that is the one thing I fixed my car despite the tools I had to work with....pulled myself together....had one member who donated a few times to me which did help for gas to get out of Jackson.... because without those donations there would be no society id still be suffering in Jackson maybe who knows. 

I knew one guy who slept with hundreds of chicks in the town I know some STDs were going around I never got involved with any chicks. I was for the most part Mr. Deeds while in Jackson.  One night I seen a girl standing downtown nude yeah for real and I still acted like Mr. Deeds lol. 

Past midnight you get kids on skateboards probably 10 years old hopping curbs. I ran into this one kid who was like 12 years old who told me I look like the guy on the matrix and that kid I ran into everywhere did not matter where I went. Another night by the movie theatre someone almost hit my friend and I...so he shouted hey watch where your going they stopped tried to pick a fight with us. Jackson has just alot of things like this going on.

If you can look past all of it the town has alot of beauty...houses on various tiers.....big historical homes and old sites like for example the old fire hall or town bell. You can see age in the town with the old stone walls.....and brick buildings from the 1800s.  One store owner seen me walking all over gave me a ride one day back into town some folks are friendly like that. But from what I heard all the people from the big city are ruining the town the old traditional treat one another attitude nice is almost gone.  

The town is dying I seen shops closing like crazy during my stay here including the arcade they had for the kids. Not much is there for kids yet the town has more kids then anywhere I ever seen serious. There is kids all over the place on skateboards, pretty girls sitting on curbs, kids in the ice-cream parlor studying etc its just a dull town which leads me to believe why there is so much drama here.  I found out later I was not the only one who was a victim of the shelter that some single father was to their was a pattern and alot of locals told me the story word gets around fast.

The day I moved into town they found a boys body behind Kmart the father had killed him and his wife...guess killed himself to. They had flowers and a memorial guess people stole some of the things from the memorial. People were just so bored they were willing to deface property or even steal just to get by. 

The grocery stores in Jackson are highly priced and the Chinese food buffet is a rip off all you can eat for lots of money and shitty food serious. I found out while residing in Jackson that other towns a few times larger were more on my level like Placerville, Sonora, Roseville etc if Id spent more time in those towns id be in CA right now but that dream will have to wait until I find others who want to split on a house with me and run PGS full force.

I met a guy who lived in Jackson his whole life and he said to me one time hey Rick Jackson is a shit hole and he is right. Its a trap with no work...high housing...high gas prices and food. Its very secluded despite a few other towns border it you only have a few thousand people in this valley which has a little bowling alley, few bars, and a police department that is so bored you get pulled over just because. 

I will say on a few occasions real late at night I heard things like foot steps...odd sounds down some of the alleys and behind some of the buildings. The creek runs under the library and sometimes the homeless all sleep under there. People come from the city to gamble their lives away becoming stuck in Jackson. This one guy we ran into was all beat up missing his eye told us he lost all his money at the local casino and was looking for a place just to rest for a bit. People constantly get stuck here in roots like this I ran into plenty. 

The town perhaps in a matter of opinion is cursed think about it for a second the Argonaut mining accident, city of Jackson burning down in the 1800s, odd deaths etc. The two cemeteries are very large and gorgeous but most of the these people died of bad deaths around Jackson and alot of them lived horrible lives mining.....struggling to survive.

I am glad that I left but I will never forget my journeys as I spent days hiking through town...over hills...sitting in the park for hours with my cats roaming the park. Ill never forget running into the same lady who threw my kids and I onto the streets how scare she looked when she ran into me eye to eye because she knew she sinned against the good lord. Ill never forget how the old bats at the library would cut my sons computer time short on purpose. These are things you just never forget or how about riding the public transit around Jackson...yes they have a transit system that actually rides you through the hills its mad lol.  I met a girl on the bus who spent sometime up in DeLand FL a no name town I lived in a couple years. 

I do wish things went differently but so many bad things happened and I wish they did not but see that is the problem. Its man its not the ghost...its not the town itself its the people who are in our government who price guage like with gas prices. Depression is very high in Jackson and towns around it.  That depression has called others to become greedy...full of hatred....lack compassion and even be dishonest which effects other peoples lives. I heard it come right out of the social workers mouth that the funding is out and it wouldn't matter what she did even not do her job cause she would lose it eventually cause the county couldn't afford to keep the shelter open or pay her. You see the depression caused people to fend for themselves so much that others in Jackson were being hurt cause of it. 

I had a car part that needed to be separated and a shop did it for free I thought they would charge and the guy told me hold it still. He took it apart and said there you go. So not everybody was out for a buck but alot of people in Jackson are and that is the one thing that hurt my family. I mean shops were closing left and right downtown jobs were scarce.

One lady was going to rent me a house gave it to someone else out of desperation between getting kicked out of the shelter by a unorganized government run shelter......and mans greed my family suffered. But I never felt alone on my journey in Jackson because so many others were suffering just like me. I watched others become homeless in just a short time it saddened me not just men but women to. 

I want to share this story so others could hear this part of my life and understand the pain I went through. Have you ever had to hike with a bag of clothing on your back, cats and kids. I watched people I knew in just a short time turn to drugs cause they had nowhere to go. One guy had his work lay him off and their was nothing nobody could do. He turned towards drugs because it is all he had. He became so desperate he held a carwash had a sexy girl flaunting it just to get money for his drugs cause he could not afford even an apartment.  Even people with nice houses and cars were making ends meat sitting at the welfare office and landlords in the town were taking advantage of it. Houses that were 500 dollars a month for rent just a few years ago were now trip that almost. All because a casino was built on the outside of town!

This is my story and an exploration that went on for a few months. When you are stuck somewhere sometimes you realize to spend that time reflecting. I spent alot of time reflecting by the creek, at the park, at historic sites etc its a story people should know. I did everything to keep my kids off the streets and I did not fail them however society had failed my family.  One reason I decided to run for president in 2012 was because I never want to see another family be a victim of a wrongly just system. 

Would I do it again probably not it was a hard few months traveling on foot, by transit, by Subaru in the mountains. I spent nights lonely...stoned....seen tragedy in other peoples lives just being a little bird on the streets. Because of what happened I was able however to visit places like the National, Kennedy Mine etc Some of  the locations on our site in Portal 18 you see are areas around Jackson.  So the history or town is not in question but rather the society that exist within it. The one cool thing about Jackson is the car shows they have downtown if your into classic cars this towns car show was one of the best I ever been to. 

But what this all boils down to is this.....conclusion....Hillbillies in Jackson......are no different then Hicks in Florida. Just alot of ignorance.....guys driving drunk just to take a girl home from a bar to get laid.....nobody knows what paranormal is and I made the talk of the town trust me. Inflation is real high and the economy is very bad within the town. Most of the time when you think of homeless you think people in Las Vegas but in Jackson its high and is a sad scenario. 

Even the police told me they do not like Denise the case worker at the shelter or how the shelter is run the girl lies and favorites females over men. As far as bubba working at Denny's who lied to my ex about giving her a job do not worry pal I am coming back you have my word and you wont want to deal with me.  I am a goddamn nightmare when you piss me off. Also as far as the Jackson Best Western goes same goes for the manager John you will atone for your sins you greedy son of a bitch. As far as the shelter goes its not over baby I got the a case against you and the state. If I win which more then likely I will you will never be able to work as a social worker again and you can go homeless just like I did:) you people think you can cross the Lord but in reality I am not a dumb ass hillbilly very intelligent actually enough to survive in Jackson homeless. 

So that is what Jackson is about.....its like paradise city where the girls are pretty and the green is great....but once you get a deeper look into it exploring....living on the streets....struggling to survive etc you start to realize maybe the city is much worst then it looks because this small town has more issues and drama going on then I ever seen. If half of the people are not drunk they are cracked out....if half are not that they just are rude because they think they own the town.  The only cool people I met was the Skeleton Crew and a few stoners. But the people who stabbed me in the back nothing but a bunch of cowards one night this kid and his girl ran from me because I told them you steal from me you steal from god. So they ran from me when I seen them hanging at some restaurant. Just like the crackhead who was screwing everybody in the shelter yet radded on me because I went into my exes room to say goodnight to my sons nothing but a joke. 

I gave justice to some moral of the story never piss of an angry ghostbuster haha:) is Jackson very haunted yes it is but if your reading this visit it do not live here trust me. 

Lord Rick

 

Life In Jackson

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Sneezer and his Pride 

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Have You Seen Her? Catnapped At The Salvation Army In Roseville CA.... Her Name Is Coco She Was Taken During A Pasta Dinner At The Church?

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Lastly The Hulk Movie For My Sons Birthday

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The Badly Damaged Subaru In Jackson

 

 

 

 

 
   

 

  
 

 

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