Charging Hell with a Bucket of Water

By Black Jack

Ex–death row inmate wrongly sentenced because he reported two deputies who killed four young women. Learn how our government made drugs illegal so they could sell it to everyone and prosecute everyone. Find out who really killed President Kennedy and why and who runs the child sex business.

Read this book and you may be very surprised at what you read.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Page Publishing, Inc.
• Release date: Feb 1, 2022
• ISBN: 9781662452314

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Charging Hell

with a

Bucket

of

Water

Black Jack

Copyright © 2021 Black Jack

All rights reserved

First Edition

PAGE PUBLISHING, INC.

Conneaut Lake, PA

First originally published by Page Publishing 2021

ISBN 978-1-6624-5230-7 (pbk)

ISBN 978-1-6624-5231-4 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Iwas born in Crane, Texas. My father worked in a small oil field. He was gassed and couldn’t work for several years. So then we moved to a farm for about 5 to 6 years at Gail, Texas. He later got a job with the WPA, which was a government-funded program at the time. His wages came to about 25 cents a day. Much later, he became a straw boss and drew 35 cents a day. Later, a small company with bulldozers was building tanks for ranchers and farmers. So his income increased to 50 cents to operate a bulldozer for 12 hours a day. The boss got fired or took off, so he took the boss’s job and got $1 a day. This was the most money we had ever seen back in those days. It lasted for about 2 years. Then we had to move to a farm south of Midland, about 10 miles. We were there for about 5 to 6 years, It was 350 acres of farmland and 350 acres of ranchland. We were sharecroppers, and the most we ever saw was $165 a year. I worked all summer when I wasn’t in school. My dad worked seven days a week from daylight to dark. Later we moved to Crane, Texas, where my father worked for the highway department. I went home with an uncle in Muleshoe, Texas, who had a 700-acre farm. I worked there for about 5 to 6 months. We planted a crop twice, and it died. It was a dryland farm. Since we had lost a crop twice, I told my uncle to take me to Midland because I wanted to join the Army. My parents had to sign for me since I was only 17. So they did.

When I got signed up, I went to Camp Kilmer in New Jersey for my basic training. After that, I was shipped to Berlin, Germany, and stationed with the First Division Third Battalion Sixteenth Regiment. There we were in the Botanischer Gardens. This was a camp, and we were there for quite a while. When we got there, I heard that Patton had been murdered by our government. I heard all about it. Patton found out that we let the Russians take Berlin 45 days before the war was over. As they came across Germany, they found 2,500 of our soldiers in a concentration camp. So they machine-gunned them to death, saying they were all cowards. They never told anyone in the United States about it. This seemed to be the way they paid us back for helping them out of a bind when Germany had them surrounded in Moscow. Patton got 400 tanks in Berlin and was going to whip their you-know-what. He could have done this in 30 to 60 days. He could take care of it, and we wouldn’t have had any more Russians to deal with. But the government kept saying, Hold up, hold up! We’re not ready for another war! Patton said, Well, Japan killed 2,400 of our sailors, and we tore their country up completely! Let’s take care of the Russians! They said, No, we’ll do it later, we’ll do it later. He kept talking about it, so they finally decided that he was going to jump them