Man of the Rich People
I guess we shouldn't be surprised that John Rodstrom is trying to hide his dirt, as he has a good chance of losing his County Commission seat to Davie Councilman Bryan Caletka ("Two Tales From the Trail," Bob Norman, August 21). Rodstrom screwed up when he failed to show support for the working men and women of Broward County.
Caletka is one of us, a working man, just trying to survive on what little pay he can get as a schoolteacher in Florida. Rodstrom, on the other hand, couldn't care less about us. Actions speak louder than words. I was one of the workers who lost his job at Nova Southeastern University, one of the largest employers in the county, for trying to get Nova to see that it was a crime to be paying workers poverty wages. Was Rodstrom present at any of our rallies or news conferences to show his support? Was Rodstrom a supporter of us at County Commission meetings? No! And Nova is in his district.
Rodstrom has slammed a statement of Caletka's about Caletka's being a full-time commissioner. That's because Rodstrom has refused to work full-time as a commissioner because that would take away from his golfing trips to South Carolina, private meetings with lobbyists, and his former $900,000 per year job.
When Caletka takes his seat, District 7 will have a commissioner who will not only care about all his constituents but will be available full-time to work on what matters to the people most.
Angie and Joe
My family, friends, and co-workers all received a copy of the New Times article written by Bob Norman in your August 14 issue. The reprinting and mass distribution of "Unfinished Business" was no doubt a ploy of my father's opponents to tarnish his character and take away votes from people who are not educated on all the tactics of political hit men.
Angie Sanders and my father did indeed have a sexual relationship when she was married. She was the only person who had knowledge that Omar was my father's son, perhaps because she had planned it that way. The article was clever. Sanders has weaved a lot of details that she knows about my father into this delusional tale of teenaged love, adultery, and pure baby mama drama. She messed up on a lot of other details, however. The truth is that Sanders had a fantasy about my father as a teenager, and she fulfilled it later on in life by having an affair with him when my parents were going through a very difficult transition. Sanders got pregnant from my dad and was too scared to tell her husband. During an argument, she got bold and let her secret slip, and her husband divorced her.
I sincerely feel sorry for Sanders and her son, who is my half-brother. She has done the wrong thing. There is nothing right about adultery. Sanders wants my father to suffer, but the people who have suffered the most include my mother, my brothers, and myself. Angie Sanders needs to ask for forgiveness. My father has asked for forgiveness from the entire family, and believe me, he pays for his sins daily.
Sanders needs to apologize to her family, her friends, my family, and the public for all the lies she has weaved together into this intricate tale. My father is not a perfect man. Sanders is not a perfect woman.
Editor's note: For more from LaShawnda Eggelletion and Bob Norman's response, see the Daily Pulp blog on the New Times website, www.browardpalmbeach.com.
Hopeless? Maybe Not.
My heart aches for this family ("To Hug a Porcupine," Deirdra Funcheon, June 26). In the late 1970s, my parents adopted a child through the Department of Children and Families who was later diagnosed with reactive attachment disorder, although at the time, he was referred to as an "unbonded child." He displayed many of the same behaviors detailed in this story. My parents pursued many of the same treatment options. DCF also pressured my parents to adopt quickly and later met their requests for treatment assistance with a "he's yours now" attitude. I was disturbed to see that DCF's practices have not changed over the past 30 years.
While it may seem hopeless, I do have some words of encouragement: My brother is now 35, and he has become a close and loving member of our family. This did not happen until his mid-20s. Between 18 and 24, he had only minimal contact with my parents. He doesn't maintain romantic relationships (he was also sexually abused as a baby) and has difficulty staying employed for more than a year or two with the same company. He also doesn't miss a family event, shows genuine affection, and visits my now-retired parents regularly. In our eyes, he is an amazing success.
Name withheld by request