Aid Troy in Overcoming Tragic Loss and Rebuilding Life

Hi. I'm 42 years old. I've been single my entire life. Six days ago, on Monday around 6 pm, I was in my RV, which I've been living in for the last six years of my life, with my kitty cat Foxy. I was home all day and went to get supper. Within 10 minutes of leaving my baby, the landowner calls me and says there was no fire, just a big explosion, and Foxy's dead and your RV is blown up. I had a 100-gallon onboard propane tank full. And sure enough, the fire that someone said wasn't a fire, just a big explosion, went off. No, the fire started in their shed at their outlet and started my extension cords on fire. The flames, as my kiddo Foxy's mom, was wondering and watching them come right at her. Then the flames hit my 200-gallon propane tank. Then kaboom. I had my life savings in that RV. No joke, I had a football, basketball, and baseball collection that's been estimated around 100 grand. I had Kobe Bryant's rookie card even.

So, I have been living in my truck and barely surviving. I have my own lawn care business .. all of my tools, snow blowers, and tons of miscellaneous items that were worth a lot of money. All gone. I have nothing left to my name. Can't afford anything, and I can't do snow removal this winter now. So, I don't have any income. Some gentleman actually this morning at the grocery store told me to do this. I said to him, I don't want to be that guy begging people for help. He stopped me right there and said, Troy, you have to ask for help. How are we supposed to help you if we don't know what happened to you? He said. Then he told me to set this GoFundMe page up. So, that's the only reason why I'm asking for help. Because some strangers told me to. Otherwise, I just planned on staying in my truck and crying my life away. But instead, I have a big-time opportunity to start over in Oklahoma with one of the best angels I have ever met. Mike Proctor is his name, and he told me to get my butt down to his RV and start from scratch.

The 3 life flights happened right when I was born in Lemmon, South Dakota. Long story short, I had an incubator in my parents' house until I was 1 and a half years old. Then, when I was 19, I hit a train. Then, when I was 26, as a golf course superintendent at O'Neill, NE, I got my 2 fingers cut off by my greens mower. Then, when I was 33, a lull pulled out in front of me on my Harley Davidson motorcycle, and my right leg was hanging on by the back of my leg's skin. That's it. I have a shattered fibula and tibia. That happened in 2013. I had a medical bed in my parents' living room for 3 years straight while my mom would take care of my wounds and bandages. I have been through the worst of the worst but never lost my faith or love for my higher power and never gave up.

I really am very truly sorry for asking for anything. I feel ashamed of myself for asking for help because I'm the one who helps other people. I don't expect it in return at all. I listen to and obey my elders always. So please, if anyone can in these hard times, spare a penny or a dime for me to get me to Oklahoma, I would be forever grateful. Like I used to feel. Now I feel weak. I can't think. My pain is worse than it ever has been before. And I want to know why this happened to me. I try very hard each and every second to try living my life the way Jesus wants me to. But I just get taken advantage of because I trust people who I shouldn't trust. Because I thought everyone's like me. Honest, trustworthy, loving, and caring. But I found out the hard way. You have to find the good people out there. I gave 3 people that owe me around 40 grand just because I trusted them when they told me. I will pay you back because that's the way I was raised. If you tell someone you're going to do something, you do it. And if you tell someone you're going to be there, you be there. But if nothing happens from this GoFundMe, I don't know what to do besides go to a homeless shelter. I went to college here in Beatrice for a horticulture degree. 20 years after I graduated, I ended up back in Beatrice, where I've been taken advantage of and just had nothing but bad luck. So please help me get to Oklahoma. And that's all I need. I can worry about replacing my equipment and tools. Just need gas money and a month's rent and food and clothing. Please help me. I have never ever said these words before. I am so sorry for asking. I don't know what else to do. Thanks for reading, and I pray I can get some loving help here. That's all. Very sorry for asking for help. Very sorry. But please help me. Please.