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At the moment, Saint doesnt have a job; his felonies have gotten within the way. He has to borrow money to put gas in his Cutlass. Beach chairs substitute for furniture inside the tiny apartment where, until recently, he lived with an ex-girlfriend, herself a reformed meth addict, and two kids, one hers, one theirs. I wouldve loved to have lived a normal life, he says. Im happy with who I am. I dont have any regrets. But all of the shit that happened, the whole thing, it genuinely spun me over.And not only him but his siblings, too a brother, David, who has had his personal problems with drugs, and two older sisters, Kevan and Lisa, who still hold their father responsible for the tragedy of their moms death. Dorothy Hunt was staunchly loyal to her husband and, after his arrest, helped him with his plans to blackmail the White House. On December 8th, 1972, carrying $10,000 in whats regarded as extorted hush dollars and, some say, evidence that could have gotten Nixon impeached, she boarded United Airlines Flight 553 from Washington to Chicago. The plane crashed, killing forty-three men and women onboard, including Dorothy. The official explanation was pilot error, but St. John doesnt believe it. He thinks that the Nixon White Home wanted to both get rid of his mother and send a message to his father. Nonetheless, he says he tries not to place blame.She got on that plane willingly and lovingly, mainly because thats the kind of woman she was, he says. They had lots of marital problems, but when it came down to it, she had his back, and she could hang in there with the massive dogs. She was definitely pissed at Nixon, Liddy, all those guys, and she was saying, Were not going to let them hang you out to dry. Were going to get them. Those motherfuckers are going to pay. So Ive never held what happened against him. I had bitterness and resentment, but I generally knew he did what he had to do given the circumstances.
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