Because I didn't appear to pick a jury after I was arrested without a warrant or probable cause on July 10, 2024, Judge Nelson issued a warrant for my arrest.
Nelson was the judge presiding over cases in Fort Kent on May 23 where Pete and I appeared as plaintiffs in the eviction matter of a tenant who was renting a portion of a home in Saint Agatha. He was trying to claim that he had rented the entire home. When we went there in the end of April we found he had removed many of our personal items from the home, and was sleeping in our bedroom, in our bed! I dubbed him Goldilocks.
The judge read the list of cases/names, and asked some to mediate. Soon the court marshall approached me and politely told me that I was going to be arrested. I had asked for the warrant which Nelson had issued from Superior Court on May 5 to be recalled but he had denied my request.
I told the marshal that I hoped we would get through the eviction matter before that happened. It was Pete's name I put on the paperwork in case I couldn't be there; and he was the one living there, while my home is in Lewiston. The judge sent Pete and the tenant into a room to mediate, and I wasn't allowed in! From the adjacent room I could hear alot of what was said by putting my ear to the wall. We won our case; Goldilocks had to move out within about one week.
The Fort Kent Chief of police, Michael DeLena, soon arrived. Then an Aroostook County sheriff deputy arrived to take me to Houlton County jail; Pete recorded the arrest on his cell phone.
During processing I was thrown in the hole for not complying, and was left there for 18 hours. "I was born in Fort Kent, Maine" is all I would have had to say to avoid that.
Sing and exercise is all I could do. Sleep was impossible on a narrow hard bench with nothing but a blanket; if that didn't keep me from it, the screams of desperation did. I could hear a young guy begging to go back to the shower, saying it hurt. After he was moved to the cell right near mine, I found out he'd been pepper sprayed. He was in for criminal mischief; I didn't ask for more details.
It was difficult to hear each other through the prison doors. He was only 20 years old. I asked if he had family that helped him. He said he did. I asked if he had a girlfriend. I was surprised by his answer because it sounded like "f*** you". It was actually "a few." When he was making noise some of the guys were telling him to "shut the f*** up", so I hollered out "he's just a kid."
After several hours in the hole, I started to cough. My throat felt irritated; I soon realized that it was due to the ammonia vapors in the room. I asked for them to flush the toilet - a hole in the cement floor.
When I was moved to the general population, I mentioned my son's name to my cell mate while passing by other inmates to get my lunch tray. One of the inmates said her boyfriend, who'd just been released, was Shane's friend; he'd met him in the Maine State Prison.
The water in Aroostook County jail was horrible; it took a whole day to get something for my lips. By Tuesday they were so chapped they were about to bleed! I had asked a few different guards but it was only when the medic came around that I got some from her.
I wasn't even given a phone call until Tuesday afternoon shortly before I was released. One of the girls said from their window she could see a man in a white truck had been parked there for hours...it was Pete. He thought I'd see the judge and be released on Tuesday morning.
I was never brought before a judge. The district attorney, satisfied that I'd been punished enough, dismissed the charges citing rule 48 a. The only thing I'm guilty of is failing to consent to a kangaroo court proceeding which would have been a waste of taxpayer dollars.