BIG TECH BIAS: A step-by-step biography of the most exhilarating case filed in federal court of our time against the biggest tech company in the world!

By Darren Lincoln and Jennifer Lincoln

The World’s Larger Search Engine—Tactics Revealed!

A must-read if you want to know how the number 1 search engine treats you!

This is an intriguing story of how one of the United States’ foregone publishing company was denied honest access for indexing to one of the largest search engines in the world. His company was blacklisted because of his conservative view based upon their political bias. This eventually turns into a lawsuit, for which sets the precedent for future complaints against an internet goliath machine that leverages their power to squash any website that does not have the same political views.

The results turn into a cliff-hanger in US Federal Court for which Mr. Lincoln hires the most powerful US attorneys and makes a complaint regarding racketeering and how one-sided the largest search engine results really are. It is a week-by-week diary of the events that take place over a one-year period of dismay when going up against the best attorneys they have to offer. The twist and turns are a bone-chilling, case-by-case true story to see who comes out on top. This book might change the way you think about Big Brother and how they can manipulate elections and can totally control winners and losers on the net.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fulton Books, Inc.
• Release date: Feb 3, 2023
• ISBN: 9798885055017

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Preface

One particular statement as you read this book is how the search engines and internet really works. How is it that everything you type and search for is being tracked by a method called cookies so that they can attempt to trace your history and profile you for future activity and try to profile you for purchases and ads you might be interested in. They want to gather as much content they can to sell your information and distribute it to potential robot calls for insurance or any other method they deem pliable to get into your pocket. It could be music purchases or something as simple that you like, like knitting, and they want you to buy yarn. I call this profiling. They think they know what you want based upon your search history, and they mislead you with content you really don’t want or something they just throw up from the client to mark it as branding. There is so much deceit out there, from search engines that use fake generated clicks, social media, misdeeds, and over thousands of choices that you may have, and you’d really think it’s legit, only to find it is some person in Pakistan that calls himself Austin and promises the world for an unbelievable low one-time or monthly fee.

This whole mess has become a worldwide phenomenon of fake promises and ultimate deception of looking for the next victim of these unscrupulous ways. I hope in the future we hire a filtering system to not let these hidden behind-the-scenes jokers continue to attempt to rob people, with their tactics and bad intentions, using a certain item or an experience like taking a vacation. We as God-loving Americans should be able to see through these practices and squash them before their viral attempts to get what they can at all costs, not worrying about the victims of their misdoings.

I built from scratch a system that is honest, accountable, and informative, which is one of the best websites online without fake autogenerated reviews and more! Notice the next time you look at some reviews, look at other products and other properties, be it restaurants or even car dealers—basically anything that depends on good reviews to help you make a decision to patronize them. Then notice dates and names like Suzy B. Or David Y. autopost reviews. Most of these are autogenerated and are posted to make them look legit. There are so many ways to trick the user into believing anything, from product reviews on big retailers to online shopping. SeniorCare.care never used those practices, even as enticing as they are. They try to almost brainwash you to desire to purchase their item or service.

This is called cashing in on the internet users’ experience. In addition, they make fake accusations about you as an advertiser on real conversion rates like pages visited, the pages viewed, or ads links to pages clicked on. This simply means what you are paying for is worth the expenditure. So to be concise, how it works is actually just lies and deception. Even with affiliate programs that don’t pay you what you’re worth because of bogus claims of future payouts of overwhelming amounts of money simply to lie and cheat until the cows come home. There are a few things to be wary of. If it sounds too good to be true, it is. I have spent hundreds of thousands of dollars chasing the PPC scam to no avail.

This is a love story with suspense, intrigue, USA, farming, travel, getting lost at sea, and overcoming untold dangers and living to tell about it. Against all odds, never say never. I was knocking at death’s door more than once. The courtroom drama is more than Krammer vs. Krammer. This is a sure Oscar winner for best movie of the year. It is going to receive ten Golden Globe nominations. This is a more powerful exposé than The Perfect Storm, a thrilling adventure that will keep you on the edge of your seat from start to finish. This is an American love story.

Chapter 1

New Beginnings

A few years ago, we saw an idea that was extremely complicated, and we had all the talent necessary to complete a brilliant outcome, only to be defied by a biased and far-left search engine that has so much power they can break you in a minute with no excuse and no fair rules. They can tear you down, and you won’t even know it is happening. This is in order to punish the irredeemable and deplorable in an attempt to eliminate their threat of taking hold of a free market system, which they locked up in a consistent way with no oversight and no rules, with change as you go privacy policies that are ridiculous. Nobody reads their privacy policy or understands it, with legal ease that will make you blind. Considering themselves equal to all, they have most advanced technology they consider their own as they steal your ideas as well as your online advertisers to make them even stronger with no recourse for the user, advertiser, and partner or constituent. The foremost violator is Google, among others.

The real truth is Google must be broken up to create a level playing field for all instead of a dominating force that destroy people’s lives because of something as simple as a disagreement at the ballot box.

It’s time we win back the liberal media and the internet for all Americans. Liberal bias has no place on these unilateral platforms that have so much power, especially the internet, social media, and Google. They are one of the most influential companies in the world with the potential to affect the lives of everyone on the internet and have the ability to persuade the minds and votes of our fellow citizens and have an equal playing field for all citizens worldwide.

Chapter 2

From the Very Beginning

This is how the real story begins, from the very start.

I grew up in a small town called Collinsville, Illinois. This was a nice town where everybody knew one another. We were a middle-class family. When I was a kid, I wanted to be an innovator and an entrepreneur. I wanted to change the world in a positive direction. I did everything right and by the book. From the very beginning, I had the best teachers that inspired me. They told me I was gifted. In elementary school, they wanted to move me from third grade to fifth grade. I was excited, but my mother, Marcia, said no. She was the patriarch of our family, and the buck stopped there. With her fortitude, myself, my two brothers, and my father were always in check.

I always got straight As in school. I played a multitude of sports and went to college to become a doctor. I wanted to become a pediatrician. Then my direction changed because the beginning of the mini and maxi computer revolution had arrived. As I became more and more privy to this, I started to focus my skills in the digital environment. My father took me to Radio Shack to buy my first computer, a TRS-80. This was the very beginning of my computer career, which lasted over forty years. I would sit in my bedroom for hours learning everything possible about this computer and how it could benefit me, my career, and others.

In 1976, my mother was an up-and-coming politician in Illinois. They placed her to be the first female governor of the State of Illinois. It was not an unusual sight to see in our driveway the license plates from that states of 1, 2, and 3, which meant governor, lieutenant governor, and secretary of the State of Illinois, on a holiday like the Fourth of July. She was an extremely charismatic woman, with potential beyond belief. Her life was cut short at the ripe young age of forty-three.

In 1977, she passed away. Marcia—may God bless her soul—died when I was fourteen years old from brain cancer, prior to OSHA regulations for work environment health hazards. She worked as an executive secretary at Monsanto before there were regulations. I believe the toxins in the air at the headquarters John F. Queen Plant in St. Louis, Missouri, killed her. Therefore, I was basically alone even though I had two great brothers and a loving father. It was a terrible time for me, my father, and my two brothers. Sports became my passion—hockey, fishing, soccer, track, football, basketball, tennis, and fishing as well as computers. It was a very humble beginning in the Land of Lincoln, Collinsville, Illinois. Then I got notified that I was going to be serving in the House of Representatives of the State of Illinois as a page under Dwight Fredrick, a Republican Illinois House member that changed my life forever and made me want to run for many political offices in my future.

Dwight Paul Friedrich (July 3, 1913–August 24, 1993) was an American politician and businessman. Born on a farm in Marion County, Illinois, Friedrich served in the United States…Friedrich served in the Illinois Senate from 1953 to 1965 and then served in the Illinois House of Representatives from 1975 until 1987. (Wikipedia)

This time in my life there was a lot of wishing and hoping that I would not let go by the roadside, with no hope, love, or affection. My ever strength was gone. The only thing I could rely on was faith. I went to the local pastor, and I asked for salvation for my soul, knowing this case at hand would give me the means of righteousness to help others in dismay. This had to be the toughest time of my life. I grew up with no mother and a scorned father that started not to believe in God because he took his wife too soon. After that tragedy, he really didn’t care too much about me and my brothers. He got remarried and started to cherish my stepsiblings, to the point of tremendous dismay to myself and my brothers.

There was such a time while I was growing up that the word of the day was go and don’t let the door kick you in the ass. It was an LOL joke before LOL.

My conviction was my strength and the ability to learn. And learn I did, from every bit and byte. I was all by myself, and I learned soldering and microchips and boards. I made things communicate together. Don’t get me wrong; it was trial and error. I actually completed a working model from my father’s garage. I entered it into the science fair, and they were blown away that they could type on a keyboard and it would show on a Cathode Ray Tube from a TV, which, today, helped to start the Atari revolution with Pong as a game on everyone’s CRT as well as the other games in basic code.

I became a computer nerd. I was good-looking and very outgoing. My first job was at McDonald’s and then in retail at a discount store, with my best friend, Steven. Steven and I played varsity football, ran track, and worked together. We were and still are best friends. I attended his wedding, and we both had wonderful children that enhance our lives each and every day.

This was the time when friends meant more than family to me. When Ronald Reagan got shot in 1980, we watched it on a Magnavox TV in the basement of my friend Steve’s house and prayed for his recovery. He was resilient and inspired me to wear a suit and tie to all my college classes and sit in the front row so I would get the best education.

When I graduated from high school, again I felt alone. I got scholarships to many universities. I picked one, which would change my life forever—the University of Tampa. This is where I started my understudies and just crushed the GPA every day in every course I took. When I moved to Tampa, Florida, in 1981, my family eventually moved there too. When I got accepted to the University of Tampa with a scholarship for my first year, it was there where I was in the student council and eventually lost my reelection for a free ride to continue my education into my sophomore year. I became my dormitory representative. And I ran for senate of the student body. I lost by just three votes. I was broke and had no money to stay. So I repositioned myself into community college—St. Pete Junior College, where I thrived on IBM 36 mainframes—and also I taught assembly language to the deaf. But most of all, I enrolled in every advanced computer language available at that time. I worked at a suit store as a retail clerk and got discounts on suits so I bought many of the latest styles and wore them to class.

I graduated with an associate’s degree and moved to Pensacola, Florida, to pursue my computer science bachelor’s degree at the University of West Florida. I spent the next two years studying very hard to become a computer scientist. I would spend countless days and nights in the computer labs writing code and working to be the best. My bachelor’s degree is in systems science, which is above a computer scientist. This new computer industry was so exciting! I got to work on the best computers in the world, from mainframes to desktops. While I was working my way through college, I got a job selling software and hardware at Computerland.

Chapter 3

Pensacola and the University of West Florida—Enter Computerland and the Major Contacts I Made from Industry Icons

Imet with many moguls in the industry via my computer skills, and I landed a job at Computerland. This position thrust me into the limelight of Steve Jobs and Bill Gates as well as the first IBM desktops and Compaq, Dell, and many other desktop machines, or as we say, mini desktop computers.

I can remember the day Steve Jobs sold thousands of units of the Mackintosh. I was there, and we could not keep them on the shelf. I warned Steve and his staff that the one-in-all in one component was not going to compete in the market due to Michael Dell’s and Bill Gates’s highly compatible units on all devices, such as monitors, printers, scanners, and more. Steve’s units were not going to comply with the new interfaces. However, Steve pursued his dream of dominating the hardware and software consumer market, staying out of the search engine platform.

Moving on to today’s environment and being involved and now owning multiple devices like an iPad, iPhone, and iWatch remind me of the day when I said, No way, and Steve said, Yes way, we must move on from here. It’s simply going to get better, period. And boy, oh boy, he was right. He always had the next generation of technology in the back of his mind.

It was at that time in my life that I met Steve Jobs and Bill Gates at multiple national trade shows from Chicago to Las Vegas. This was back in the day when a computer was a business machine, used to increase productivity in the business world. Steve Jobs and his supervisors would ask me, Why is the new Macintosh not selling? He would get so mad. He did not understand why they were not selling, and he would insist that I rearrange the store to display his computers with his new marketing posters throughout the store. He was thinking about opening his own Apple stores with only Apple products. This was the beginning of the Apple dynasty.

At that time, Steve Jobs’s Macintosh was retailing for a high amount, which was very expensive. But the customers wanted to be a part of the Apple Revolution. They did not want an IBM 360 dual disk or 10-MB hard drives or Compaq 20 MB anymore; they wanted the Windows technology that Steve Jobs had developed, which was a blueprint for MS Windows you see today.

After I graduated college in 1986, I came back to Southeast Florida and moved in with my older brother. I got a job writing C code with Systems Products International. Once my boss realized that I was a really great salesperson, in addition to a coder, he promoted me to account executive. Now, I got to fly to virtually every state and large city in the USA attending all the computer trade shows like Comdex. I would demonstrate the power of business machines and software and show clients how computers could streamline their company and save them money. I sold many kinds of business software, but it was the flea market reservation and time-share reservation software that I made my niche in. I have always had a love for the flea markets and finding a deal. However, traveling with the desktop computer was a bit cumbersome. Keep in mind, in these days, there was no such thing as a laptop computer. I had to baggage check the desktop computer onto the airplane. It would be boxed in cardboard with bubble wrap, and I would wear my suit while traveling just in case they lost my luggage. I was dressed for my presentation. When the plane landed, I was the first one to pull my baggage, computers, and such off the luggage belt; load it onto a cart; and push it through the airport and to the rental car. I was always very prepared. After a long flight, I had to give myself plenty of time to set up the desktop and make sure it was running properly prior to my sales appointment and presentation at the client’s office.

Life was great, customers were happy, and I had great bosses. Karl Lange was CEO, and Larry Williams was vice president of System Products International. They would mentor me to be the man I am today. We became great friends, and I learned so much from these men regarding US and international business and how to ask for the sale and close the deal. People would ask me, Can I get a better price? and I would say Are you prepared to sign a check today? This is where I learned great closing skills, and the art of the deal. I used to listen to Paul Harvey on the AM radio while I traveled. To this day, I remember his final tagline: Good day.

After years of traveling the USA, selling computer systems and software, I made the decision to work for one of my clients.

Chapter 4

Flea Fair USA

Iwas hired as a vice president of operations, which I eventually took to a full IPO on the NY Stock Exchange to take over all the old Ames stores and convert them to mini mall indoor flea markets. Our first project was Flea Fair USA, located in Charlotte, North Carolina. This is where I met and hired Robert Weston Smith, a.k.a. Wolfman Jack. He was our spokesperson and held shares of our company. He was one of the nicest guys I ever met. We were operating an eighty-thousand-square-foot building, which I would begin the construction of the booths for the merchandise vendors to sell their wares.

A True American Country Love Story

This position turned out to be the best decision I ever made because this is how I met my lovely wife of over thirty-one years. My wife had moved from Birmingham, Michigan, to Charlotte, North Carolina, with a friend. When she arrived in North Carolina, she needed a job. She had always been an entrepreneur and had great ideas, even to this day. She loved to drink iced tea. So, she wrote a letter to the Bigelow Tea Company, headquartered out of Connecticut. She told them that they should make flavored iced tea. This was in 1988, before there were any flavored iced teas on the market. Soon after she wrote the letter, one of the executives called her. The executive flew into Charlotte International Airport for a meeting with her and asked if she would like to represent their tea lines. She said yes, and from that point, her job was to go out and sell the teas (hot and cold) to all the restaurants. Once the restaurants accepted the tea and she created a demand for the product, the distributors would pick up the line, and they would pay her for all the tea sales throughout the region. She created this position for herself. However, since it was going to take some time to build the tea sales clientele, she got another job working for a restaurant as a waitress in downtown Charlotte, North Carolina. As I mentioned, my wife grew up in Michigan. Her mom was in the music industry and a secretary for the rock singer, Bob Seger. It turned out that Bob Seger had a brother, George Seger, who lived just outside of Charlotte, North Carolina. He owned a hot dog restaurant called Poochie’s Chicago-Style Hot Dogs. Jennifer had sold the Bigelow iced tea to Poochie’s Restaurant. This is when I first saw her. I was talking to the restaurant owners George Seger and Ron Cooper about moving their restaurant into the new flea market mini mall to run concessions, which was going to be opening soon. They agreed to move the restaurant.

During the construction of the new marketplace, Flea Fair USA, Jennifer’s position at the restaurant was on hold, and she was not working for the mini mall restaurant because they were not open yet and did not want to pay her. She was still working full-time, representing the tea throughout the city for Bigalow Tea Company. She would visit the new mini mall construction site and ask me, Do you have any work for me? I really liked her, and surely I would find something for her to do.

Inside the building, there was a performance stage, and I needed it painted with red and white stripes. I asked her to paint the stage, striped. I came back later, and she had taken a 2×4 board and turned it on its side to make pin stripes. I told her, I wanted big stripes. She responded, Well, you’re paying me by the hour, and you did not specify what size stripes you wanted. I told her that was okay, especially since I was very fond of her.

Jennifer had another business that she created. She custom-made plastic stall plates for horse’s stalls, Stall Plates Etc. A big horse show was coming up, and she needed a flyer to pass out at the show to get more business. She priced it out, and it was around $150. She did not have it. This was a new start-up. So, she came to me and asked me if I could make her a flyer. I agreed and designed her an 8.5×11 flyer on my computer using the Harvard Graphics software. She was so happy and looked forward to distributing the marketing material to all the prospects at the upcoming horse show. We were getting to know one another, and she asked me to come see her horse. She leased a bay quarter mare named Tess. Her registered quarter horse’s name was Hi-Bars Tessie.

I was taking a break in between my Flea Fair USA opening projects. So, I took her on a vacation to my home in Boynton Beach, Florida. While we were there, I decided to take her to a place I used to frequent. It was a hole-in-the-wall bar around the corner from my apartment called The Connection. It was a Friday night, and I bought two dozen roses at the Publix Grocery store next door. I said to her, You are everything I ever wished for, and I love you. Thankfully, she replied, I love you too. I was so blessed that I had a girl that eventually I would spend my whole life with.

After vacationing on the East Coast of Florida, we traveled to the West Coast of Florida to meet my parents in New Port Richey. They really liked her and were happy to see us happy. We drove back to North Carolina, and we ended up renting a house and moving in together in Charlotte, North Carolina. We would soon relocate to Portsmouth, Virginia, to open the second Flea Fair USA location.

We opened another location in Portsmouth, Virginia. We had a spectacular grand opening, and the marketplace was thriving. I purchased a new Ford F150 truck, and we lived in an apartment complex, near the shopping plaza. At that time, I started collecting coins. I had a big collection of Morgan silver dollars, and I wanted to propose to Jennifer, but I was broke, so I asked the jeweler if he would trade me the whole coin collection for an engagement ring. He agreed, and I traded my whole collection of coins for a one-karat diamond ring. I purchased the diamond ring, and I was so happy to propose to Jennifer I could hardly stand it. I wanted to make it romantic and go to a restaurant on Virginia Beach, by the ocean, but my excitement couldn’t wait. I took off work early on a Friday, and we went for happy hour at a bar near our home. We were enjoying our cocktails, and when she went to the restroom, I placed the ring on her straw and hung it across her drink. When she came back, she saw the ring hanging across her cocktail and was shocked. I got down on my knee and said, Will you marry me? She said yes, and we kissed. I knew this was it. I probably should have been more romantic, but I would make it up to her in the future with three ring upgrades throughout the years.

We stayed in Virginia for about a year but soon realized that this company was not being managed properly and it was destined to fail. Their overhead was too high, and we knew it was going to come to an end. Every Friday, I had to rush to the bank to cash my paycheck before anybody else because the company was not hitting their numbers, and I wanted to get my paycheck to clear first. After doing this for so many weeks, we realized that we did not want to go down with the ship. So, we packed our bags and loaded all our belongings into a U-Haul and moved back to South Florida. I would get my old job back at Systems Products International and move back into my apartment with my brother.

Chapter 5

First Time I Published a Wholesale to the Trade Newspaper

After a year or so, we would embark on our own business. We had met a publisher in North Carolina who had a monthly wholesale merchandise newspaper. The flea market vendors would flock to her for a copy when she came into the marketplace. I approached her to see if I could expand the newspaper into Florida. She agreed; we paid her a fee, and she would help us get started.

In 1992, our first edition of the newspaper came trucked via UPS from the publisher in North Carolina. We found some type errors. Next month, the same thing. She was doing our graphics for us at that time. After so many months with errors, we realized that there were too many type errors in the published piece. This relationship was not going to work. We needed to take the graphics on by ourselves and be in complete control. I could not explain to customers that we misspelled something in their ad and then published it. I definitely did not want to start off on the wrong foot with new customers. So, we changed the name of the newspaper a couple of times, but it would end up being called Merchants News. This business was a perfect fit. I had a nationwide database of flea markets and swap shops on file because I had sold them reservation software for many years. Now, we had to sell advertising to wholesale suppliers, print the publication, and distribute the paper to the flea market vendors.

Before we got started, Jennifer went on the road to promote our new venture. She took the mock copy of the newspaper and went all around the state of Florida, speaking to flea market owners. I remember one time she called me and said, The Jacksonville Flea Market just gave me a negative (reverse) of their ad and asked me if I could use it. She replied with of course we can use that. Not knowing what we were doing yet, I took the negative to the press, and we used it. It was a black ad with white letters. We were off to the races. We had a company. I was the publisher/president, and Jennifer was the vice president and sales manager. My wife would spend many hours a week driving to Miami to get wholesalers, importers, and exporters to advertise in our national merchandise wholesale trade publication.

It was a big success and kept us very busy for over twenty-plus years. We started out distributing only in Florida but expanded to the whole nation over time. We distributed fifty thousand copies of Merchants News, a nationwide wholesale trade publication, to over five hundred flea markets every month. It was a great company! Every month was the same. I always knew what I would be doing on any given day throughout the month. Once the publication came off the press, I would hire additional staff to help us box up the copies and ship them to the flea markets. It came out the first weekend of each month. This was when the vendors would renew their booth space, and they would pick up a copy of Merchants News to purchase the latest new merchandise and trends wholesale. Then my staff would go right back into sales for the upcoming month. Being a monthly publication, there was always a way to create a sense of urgency for clients to advertise in the next issue. Accounting would send customers an invoice, and we would bill their credit card. My staff and I would design the customer’s ad to their liking with their products for resale and get the ad approved. Next, we would cut and paste the next copy of the upcoming next issue and drive the camera-ready artwork to Miami for publishing and printing. A few days later, a truckload of the new Merchants News would arrive. This went on for twenty-plus years. Same thing, different month. It was great, and the clients were happy to do business with us.

We published our first newspaper in May 1992. Our attorney, Florida attorney incorporated DJ Lincoln Enterprises Inc., DBA Merchants Media and DBA Merchants News on July 16, 1994. Our first office was in the spare bedrooms of our thousand-square-foot rental house in Lake Worth, Florida. We were so excited. Every month we would say, This is our best edition yet. And it grew and grew fast. Shortly after getting started, we learned that we had competition—big competition out of Connecticut and New York. Some of the competitors split up the USA by publishing three regional trade magazines: an East Coast version, Midwest version, and the West Coast version. Once we knew their rates, things got easier for us. We offered one national newspaper with lower advertising rates. We prided ourselves on the fact that we had better distribution and distributed it to smaller and larger flea markets. After all, I had traveled the nation for many years going to large and small flea markets and meeting with the owners or managers personally. There were other competitors nationwide and in our own local marketplace. This was good because we would share the advertisers, and we knew it was a very viable market.

This was an era in time when there was no internet. We were the internet. We were one of the best sources for wholesale merchandise—from large wholesalers with millions of dollars in inventory to small merchants that needed to add more products to their stores. We would see all the trends originate from China to California and make their way across the USA to the East Coast of Florida. If there was a new widget, we had advertisers who sold it wholesale in our publication. We established great relationships with thousands of wholesalers in Miami, Fort Lauderdale, and throughout the nation. These relationships would last for over twenty years. We watched their children go from infants to adults, who would later take over their parent’s wholesale businesses. We provided a quality piece for a reasonable cost, and our advertisers got results! We sold everything from wholesale jeans, shoes, handbags, apparel, belts, sunglasses, perfume, incense, costume jewelry, wigs / human hair, dollar items, novelties, rugs, furniture, housewares, and more. Trends would include Billy Bob teeth (gag gift), Digi-pets, pogs, pet rocks, razor scooters—you name it, we had it.

Chapter 6

Lincoln Lane

As the newspaper grew, we would need to think about moving our company out of our rental house. My wife was trying to buy a foreclosure home. She loves real estate. We had put a bid in on a home in our rental neighborhood, but we did not get it. We were so disappointed, and I was getting frustrated with the search for a home. The real estate broker had called her to tell her about a property in West Boynton Beach with 2.33 acres. I decided to let her go take a look at it without me. She went with the real estate agent to look at the property but could not find it. They kept driving around until she decided to stop at the corner store and ask if they knew where it was. The US Postal mail lady was in line at the store. She asked the lady, Do you know where 10100 Ninety-Second Place South is? The mail lady replied, Honey, you need to turn left at the orange triangle. They drove south on Highway 441 and saw it—the orange farm triangle hanging on the mailbox. She told the real estate agent, Turn left here—that’s it. They drove down the street; it was very overgrown with foliage. All of a sudden, she said, Did you see that? We passed it, and he put the car into reverse. There it was, with a sign hanging over the entrance of the property that read Doo-Dah Acres. They got out and walked the overgrown property. She was so excited. It had a house, a barn, and 2.33 acres of land. She loves horses, and I do too. She came back to tell me and could hardly contain herself. You got to see this! she exclaimed. She described the property she had seen and said we have to go look at it, now . So, the three of us drove back out to the property to take another hard look. We loved it! Of course, it was overgrown with trees, and the house needed to be updated, but we put a bid on it for $110,000. The asking price was $89,000, but we wanted it bad that we offered a higher price so that we were sure to get it. This home was a foreclosure with loads of work to be done.

Once we put the bid in, we had to wait for weeks to hear if we would be awarded the property. So we did just that—until the day came where we would learn our fate with this property. We dialed the toll-free foreclosure phone number and heard the electronic response: