One night my cousin Ben Mitchell called me up and had me come over for a few beers at his place in the apartments down the road, in Nitro; where Casto was Mayor, in Kanawha County, where Casto was Magistrate. Ben’s girlfriend at the time Christy worked at one of these places where people would take their pay check to be cashed and in the back where slot machines for them to gamble the entire thing away. She also had a friend, whose name I can’t recall; during the times when we would hang out it kind of felt like her friend and I where both third wheels, since I wasn’t into her and she wasn’t into me. Well, Ben and I where drinking and Christy was there; and for some reason Ben Mitchell called the police on me that night, I remember trying to understand what they where saying, and why they where upset. It was as if they where arguing with me, but I wasn’t putting up a fight; because, there wasn’t a coherent argument. I decided to leave and went out to my car and was about to start it when the officer showed up at my window; reached across me and knocked my keys out of my hand. I went to pick them up, they had fallen to the floor near the accelerator pedal. He opened my door and began reaching in and touched my hand, then he said “that’s battery on a police officer” and arrested me and took me to Russel Casto who was Mayor of Nitro and Magistrate of Kanawha County at the time. Casto sent me up to the South Central Regional Jail, I spent a day there and was released on personal recognizance; I still don’t know that means. The charges where public intoxication, obstruction of justice and battery on a police officer. While I was in jail I found out that Christy’s friend, the other third wheel; was an employee at the South Central Regional Jail.
