Revelations and Realizations
So Sam’s movie has been done for a while.
As I had planned, I submitted the film to several different film festivals. One, was even faith based. One by one Amazing Grace and Dad was rejected so I set out to compare what I had done with other recently released documentaries. I realized something. While I am happy with HOW the story was told, technically the film looked…….. Amateurish. When I say technically I mean the look of it.
The day before yesterday, after looking around the internet and my normal gadget nerd sites I decided to Google the woman who we hold responsible for Samantha’s injury. This woman, when we crossed paths was a Major in the US Air Force. Through her actions as well as inaction, she holds the bulk of responsibility in our eyes and that will never change. This woman has not only been promoted once, but TWICE and his now one step under Brigadier General.
I lost it
I absolutely lost it
I drank more booze in one sitting than I can EVER remember drinking and lashed out and anyone moving. This included people like Glenn Beck, and Billy Hallowell. Now I’m not going to get into certain particulars but to lash out like I did and yesterday, in my massively hungover state, I had a few revelations and realizations all rolled into one big dose of reality.
First: The military and their practice of promoting to get rid of people? Why? Why get rid of someone who has such a botched birth on their record by PROMOTING THEM?!?! This woman should be in a jail cell and not a commander of ANYTHING.
Second: Myself, and booze, don’t get along too well. Maybe I should pick up stakes and move my family to a marijuana legal state? Ok, maybe that’s drastic.
Third: This cant be the end of it. I didn’t pour everything I had into trying to tell Samantha’s story only to get a brief bit of spotlight on it and alot of sympathy well wishes. Over 2 million if you search the photo used on The Blaze and Today Show websites. The end goal was ALWAYS to create a legacy for Samantha. The goal was ALWAYS to go the festival route and hope and pray someone liked it enough to pick it up and do something with it. EVERY DOLLAR was to go into a foundation in her name. I wanted her name to live on in some fashion until the rapture.
Finally, I used some of the money raised in the IndieGoGo campaign to consult an attorney about the legality of telling part of Sam’s story. While I did tell the story pretty much in it’s entirety I left names out. That was a mistake. For ten years the person responsible and prospered while Samantha suffered. Since our son was born, he has missed out, on having the experience of being a typical little brother. While I couldn’t be more proud of Wyatt and how he has adapted, as his dad, it will ALWAYS weigh heavily on the experiences he has missed out on, not just Sam. Anyone who takes the role of being a father seriously would feel the same way. So, I’ve decided to correct that mistake.
I am going to remake Samantha’s movie. No fundraiser, no trying to get press for the project atleast until it’s finished. The story will be told in it’s ENTIRETY which INCLUDES YOU Colonel Yates. That attorney advised me that as long as I stuck to the absolute facts and didn’t deliberately lie, I can tell the story with names included to whomever will listen. I OWE IT TO SAMANTHA and ANYONE who has ever taken pitty on her to get her story told COMPLETELY. I have always said that if Sam’s story ever got made into a Hollywood movie absolutely NONE OF IT would need to be embellished to make the story more appealing when the truth is damning enough.
Just taking my time and doing it right. I owe it to the people who backed the original movie. I owe it to people like Glenn Beck, NBC News, and Billy Hallowell, Bill Goldberg, Shawn Michaels, and many others who helped shine a light. When I set out to do this project I had a righteous fire in me. After the fourth and final rejection I lost that fire. Now… I believe I found a match to light that fire again
Most of all I owe it to Sam.
I am after all, her dad.