New Friends Via Facebook!!!!!

Last night I took a big step out of my shell, yes the "Hodaddy" has a shell!!! It takes alot for me to meet new people and that showed last night as I sat in the parking lot of 5th Avenue in Novi for the first peroid of the hockeygame trying to muster up the strength to walk in. I eventually did and then I ordered a beer and stood at the bar watching all these folks that I recongnized from their profile pics having fun, talking, laughing. But not me I just stood there watching until one of them (Sara) turnaround and said "JOSEPH" and that was it. Thanks Sara, Adam and Lynn for helping me breakout. After that I was meeting folks, laughing, talking about bikes and whatnot, not to mention watching the Wings just kick Penguin ass!!!!

It was a fun night and as always there was nothing to be worried about. Last night my life got a little more richer by meeting all these fine down to earth people. As I always say "98% of the people are good it's the other 2% that give the rest of us the bad name"!!

HI, I'm baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!!!

Well I'm back!!! The divorce has been final for the last month or so, but still living seperate in the same house...don't ask!!!! Going to try and start to blog on a regular basis again. I'm sure as a single guy with no real responsibilities anymore I should have some very interesting things to share. But now that I am single, I have one math question....Does 52 go into 26???

The End...................

.......of it all.

I haven't posted for quite some time due to personal problems, I was trying to work out but today my 14th wedding anniversery I'm officially throwing in the towel. My wife, back in Febuary, was kind enough to send me a "Dear Joe" email while she was in Toronto for work. I knew things weren't good but I didn't know they were at that state. I have to admit that for the last 5 years I've been a handful to be with due to the whole Watts thing, but I was fighting for my fucking survival and was not getting any help from ANYONE. Maybe that's my fault for thinking no one would understand my position and I still feel the normal friend would not understand my fucked up feelings and the mind fucking I was going through on a daily basis because of it all. It's so fucking hard to explian to someone the personal battle I had with Watt's and the promise I had made to myself, the victims and their families. The mental breakdown I was going through on a daily basis was fucking overwhelming to the point I just did not give a fuck about myself anymore. There were a few times I came close but never could do it, be it because of family, scared or whatever I backed down and walked away. I went to a specialist for what they said I had "Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome" but after a few visits I could just not afford it anymore. Plus after an hour of baring my fucking soul I walked out of his office feeling so confused and no where to turn.

Yes, I know all I did was witness a murder almost 30 years ago but it's not just the act. It was the whole fucking experience that did it and I know exactly when the bottom fell out. The week prior to taping the "Montel Williams Show" I recieved a call from some reporter asking for a phone interview, I obliged and during the course of the call he asked me " Do you know Mr. Foy if you would of stopped him that night close to 100 women would still be alive today? Do you ever think about that?" I slammed the phone down and the seed was planted. Now before that call I truly never thought that but since that moment I haven't stopped. I know I did the right thing that night but still.................

Then the day it hit me was in New York when we were taping the show. I was sitting in the green room waiting to come on stage for the Montel show and I watched the monitor as the start of the show was rolling. After the normal intro they started to roll the tease for the Watts show. Let it be known I had shielded myself from all court documents, pictures up to this point and what I saw on the monitor destroyed me. There were pictures of the crime scenes of these beautiful women's bodies half clothed, bloody and laying in bushes, dumpsters, yards wherever they took their last breaths. Please be aware that after spending so much time with all the victims families the way I did and getting to know the victims via the strories the families told me, I knew all of these women. As the story rolled I felt a fire rush through my body and the emotion rush to my head till I was flooded with uncontrolable tears. The thoughts were running 100 mph through my mind " I COULD OF FUCKING STOPPED THAT CARNAGE!!" That was it folks the begining of the end. As I write this I have to hold back the tears from flowing. That is why I can't stand talking about the whole thing due to the fact I'm so scared that once the emoitions start I won't be able to stop or control them and I'll finally break.

Back to present day, my wife 0f 14 years, together almost 20, I guess is done with me. She filed for divorce and our first legal hearing is this Monday. Just after the above mentioned breakdown I went into a slide that had me so fucked up to the point that I didn't take care of my responsibilities as far as paying things. Our house went into forclousure and we had to settle out out 401k's to get out of it and since then I still have not recovered and she hasn't let me forget it. If it was up to her I should of walked away from the whole thing like nothing ever happened, just not that easy. This is coming from a women that couldn't stand being on the witness stand 5 minutes with out being a basket case and she thinks I should be able to just "drop it".

This morning I held out the olive branch for the last time by buying her flowers and a card for our anniversery. I found them both in the garbage when I woke up. I'm so truly sorry to her and my family for all of the crap I put them through but I did not ask for this. I wish I could just "walk away' from it, "put it behind me" but I can't. I must say I feel a whole lot better now that I know he is getting what he truly deserves, hells' hottest flames but still he has survivors and I happen to be one of them. I do not want this divorce and I wish with all my nheart I was important enough to her to being willing to stand with me and make it work. I was so looking forward to growing old with her, she is the last person I wanted to see as I died. This is truly going to kill me, she was my best friend once and still think we could work it out but I guess too much scar tissue. So even after he's been dead a year he's stll piling up victims.....now it's my family.

In Time.....

....I will post soon. Just alot of things going on in my life right now that I don't feel right talking about. Just thought I would let whoever might read this know that's why I've not posted in awhile. But I'm still riding my bike!!!

It Feels Good to Be Warm.....

It Feels good to be warm..... Yes, warm in the soul.

I have been planning and co-ordinating an event which will benefit so many needy in the Detroit raea, it's called "Project Warmth". It's a weekend long event that includes a radiothon and different events in the downtown Detroit area. People call in money pledges to go into a fund to help folks with need to pay for thir rent, heating or electric bills. The event I sponsered was called "Peddle For Power" nad it's were a spinng bike is attached to a small generator and the bike must stay spinning to generate enough power to keep a large light bulb lit.

We manned the bike for 31 straight hours and if we did this then DTE Energy would double whatever was donated in the last hour and I'm proud to say "WE DID IT"!!!!!!

A HUGE "Thanks" goes out to all the following teams and their members for helping and donating their time to spin for "Project Warmth"....

Team Tree Farm, Joe(me), Dave & Wendy, Frank & Claudia, Justin, James, Leslie, George, Brian & Mike.

Team SignOutfitters, Aryn, Mike & Chiquita

Beat the Train, Andy, Mary, Uriah, Matt, James, Duane, Dan, Tom & Pat.

Trips For Kids, Dave.

MMBA, Bill & Marne, DAVID, Tom & Dave.

Detroit Bikes, Alexander, Marilyn & Erin.

WWJ Radio, Al.

Racing Greyhounds, Robert.

Metro Detroit Cycling, Reginald & Casssandra, Jacqueline, Mike, Brian, Twayman, Yvonne, Blane, Larry & Brian.

Oh Yeah and "Paws' too! .

...we were able to keep the bike spinning and the light bulb glowing for the full 31 hours. With that being completed DTE Energy fulfilled their end by doubling what ever was donated during the last hour of the radiothon and the phone total was over $66,000 which means with our help it made the last hour worth $133,000, this doesn't include the online doantions yet so they say to expect it to double.

WE ROCKED!!!!!!

The seat was a pain but not as big of a pain when you don't have any heat!

Imagine a day and night (-3) like this without warmth, you all did such a great thing this weekend, you should be proud of yourselves.

Goodbye 2007 & Hello 2008!!!!

Well let's put that biotch 2007 to bed, shall we!!!!

It was a year that was an emotional roller coaster for me. I had 3 great losses that were emotionally devastating and one loss that set my soul free.

2007 found me riding more miles on my bike then I have in the past 5 years.

This year found me fighting old man time a litter harder to fight of it's effects and I think it's even at this point.

Lets do a review of what 2007 had dished out to me, Joe Foy........

January:

In the first week I had surgery to have my Gall Bladder removed.

Then the last week of we lost our oldest Boxer "Dino". She was such a lady! She will be and is sorely missed...We love you baby!!

February:

The first breath of relief was drawn as Coral Watt's appeal of his 1st degree murder conviction for the 1979 stabbing death of Helen Mae Dutcher was denied by the Michigan Supreme Court. This was his last chance of having it overturned and the piece of shit was denied. This would guarantee him dying in a Michigan Prison. As far as I'm concerned justice still has not been served. I sent him a congratulatory letter explaining to him how happy I was!!!

April:

This month dealt a stunning blow has we found out my Mom had a cancer tumor on her lungs and brain. From this point on I would dedicate spending time with her and helping her through her therapy which would only prolong her life.

May:

I just spent my days riding my bike to and from my Mom's convalescent home as she was getting Chemo treatments. I watched as my sweet Mom deteriorated right before my eyes. She was so strong and always had a smile even though I knew she knew she was dying.

June:

I lost my Mom.........enough said.

July:

I lost my best friend Keith "Sconi" VanCanneyt to his own hand. My poor friend for the past few years was fighting demons that was brought on by his addiction to "mini thins". These little "over the counter" speed pills sent him into a mental spiral that would end in his death. I love you my good friend and you are missed everyday.

Coral Watts is going to finally stand trial for the 1974 murder of WMU student Gloria Steele. I made it a point to be there for the Steele Family. At the trial I really discovered Watt's true hatred for me and the proof that he actually took time to read all the letters I wrote to him. I always opened each letter with "Piece of Shit" and this is what he yelled to me as soon as he seen me in the court room. We continued our banter with each other everyday of the trial.

He was finally convicted for the murder of Gloria Steel and would now have a second life sentence guarantee him to die in prison.

August:

The sentencing of Coral Watts was the day I finally had my say. I waited till the sentencing was done and court had adjourned and as they led Watts from the court room I yelled out to him "Watts, Hell's getting hotter for you everyday your still alive." As they rushed me out of the courtroom I heard him reply "Yeah and they have a special place for you too!!"

September:

This was the month that I finally found out what freedom tasted like......SWEET!!! I recieved a call from Joel Kurtz from the Detroit News that Watts had died of Prostate cancer. I was overjoyed with every word he said describing Watts death. I actually felt the weight of the battle him and I had been fighting each other for the last 25 years just dissipate into thin air. It was finally over, he was now serving the justice I thought he truly deserved.....burning in Hell!!!

So that's about it, not mentioning just the everyday bullshit. But I survived and that's all that matters.

I am so blessed with such a great wife, Laura, a fabulous son, Michael, 2 beautiful daughters Mandy & Alysia, 2 gorgeous Granddaughters Alexsis & Alayna, a handsome Grandson, Dimitri. You all are my breath.




I have such good friends that fill my life as well. We have such great times riding our MTB bikes and doing all the work we do for the mountain biking community in this state. I love you Farmers!!

So not too bad if I say so myself.

Come on 2008, I kicked 2007 in the ass and I'm ready for you!!!

Needed A Change........

The weathers been real crappy for riding the trails or even the road for that matter plus the full banger has been in the shop for a week and the hardtail is hooked up to the trainer. I'm getting bored with spinning and it's a long winter so I need to pace myself with that. Kickboxing is good but just twice a week, so I needed something else, a change.........

So I geared up with all my winter riding apparel and hit the Farm for some snow hiking. I replaced my riding shoes with some Colombia winter boots and hit the trails. When I got there I just followed the only set of cross country ski tracks which seemed to follow the totally unrecognizable mountain bike trails. As I walked I was stepping into a half of foot of fresh snow and each step was a struggle. As I walked I noticed I wasn't the only one that had been out there. I started to notice other tracks of woodland creatures out for a stroll. I saw a lot of deer tracks, dog tracks and raccoon tracks. As I walked I snapped pics of all the tracks I discovered. It was a hell of a workout and when it was all said and done I spent 2 hours snow treking 6 miles.

It was a nice change of pace from the regular regime of mundane exercise, one that I plan on doing again...........................

I miss the trails!!!!