While living at the apartments and attending college in Nitro, where Rusty Walter Casto was Mayor, and where Rusty Walter Casto was also elected Magistrate of Kanawha County. A girl moved in downstairs named Brittney Mathews. A nice looking girl, she invited me down to her place the first time we met. It was a pretty fast time with Brittney, she claimed to be a narcoleptic and needed a pill called adderall to keep herself awake. I had never heard of it, but once I realized what it was; well, I noticed Brittney had a lot of adderall. Her prescriptions where in the counts that no human could survive. I came to know how college kids would use it to cram for tests; and of course being in college, I started accepting the pills from her for their cognitive enhancing properties. She would give them to me, and eventually I started asking for them more often, and eventually she showed me how to snort them.
One time we went to an appointment at her doctor; I had asked to talk to him to see if there was anything I needed to be aware of in order to ease her suffering and create a working relationship and safe environment so that she could regain visitation with her children; I sat in the waiting room for a very long time, and after awhile Rusty Walter Casto came out of the doctors office and walked through the waiting room. I waited another seven minutes and then Brittney came out and said the appointment was over and there wasn’t any time for me to speak to her doctor.
Brittney had two children from two different fathers; she had a little girl from a man named Mark, and a boy from a guy who I believe to be D.W. Dalton of Kanawha County Sheriffs Office. One time we went to pick up Jacob from his dad’s house; his dad was on house arrest for whatever reason. When we went to pick him up; I had to wait in the car for a pretty long time. While I was in the car two men came out onto the porch of the house and looked at me; it was Rusty Walter Casto and D. W. Dalton.
One night while I was drinking she had an episode; I don’t know the clinical speak on it; but, basically a paranoia episode. It was escalating and I wasn’t equipped to bring the situation under control so I left the apartment and went up stairs to the apartment for which I held a lease. The police came, and after a brief onversation decided that nobody was in danger and moved on to other matters .
The next day Brittney went to the Kanawha County Courthouse, where Rusty Walter Casto was Magistrate, and submitted a request for a no contact order; which was approved. In the coming week she called me and we resumed our relationship. The next few weeks I kept asking her to go to the courthouse and reascend the restraining order; but, she refused stating that her “uncle” would no longer help her with legal matters if she did so; the “uncle” she was referring to was Rusty Walter Casto. A couple weeks later she had another paranoia episode; again, while I was drinking and ill equipped to deescalate the situation I went back to the apartment for which I held a lease. The apartment in Nitro, where Rusty Walter Casto, her “uncle”, was Mayor. The police came; I told them the truth, that we had resumed our relationship, the police observed that I was in violation of a court issued no contact order. During the arrest the officers observed and commented that I was not unreasonable or behaving violently; however, they stated that they had no choice but to execute the arrest based on the court order. They spoke to Brittney for around half an hour while I waited in the squad car; after their conversation with her I was informed that she did in fact intend to enforce the no contact order. I was taken to jail for the minimum, which I think was one week.
After I was released from jail, I returned to my apartment for which I held a lease. Time passed; living in the same building in the same apartment complex, passing one another her and there; again, we resumed the relationship. Time passed; another paranoia episode; still unequipped to deescalate; police called; however, this time the no contact order had expired. She was afforded the opportunity to go down to the courthouse and file a request for second no contact order, while I was in police custody.
The court retroactively enforced this second no contact order. I was placed in jail and spent the next fourty days in South Central Regional Jail. During that forty days I missed midterms and basically lost an entire semester of college for which I had already bought books and paid tuition. On the last day, I was beaten pretty badly by another inmate, he was nearly 300 lbs; during the beating I had to keep my head off the cinder block wall or it would have killed me. Before the term in jail, I had secured a contract with the Dell computer corporation as the service technician for the entire southern region of West Virginia; all the way out to Pendleton. I am not the sort of person to beg; when I tried to get that job back, I practically begged; but it was over. I received an eviction notice from the apartment for which I held a lease; in Nitro; where Russel Casto was Mayor. I contacted the courthouse to hold a hearing to allow me to pay the past due rent. Days later I received a letter stating that the hearing had taken place and the decision was to uphold the eviction. I was not given the opportunity to present my case.
By this time my mother was living in Rand with the guy she had met at the gym, Marshall Mash. Gary Marvin Chandler had also transferred his work and teaching at the Carver Career Center about a quarter of a mile away from the house to which they had trafficked her. I moved in with my mother and eventually rented a trailer across the road from where she was living. I aligned my time frames with the semester of college that I had missed; and moved back to Nitro to finish my college degree.
