Small Operation

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This little operation hits close to home, for both myself, my immediate family, and extended family in Detroit. I will take the time to tell everyone the back story on what is going on here and then move forward on catching this piece of shit. Any help from ANYONE will be of great help. Thank you!

It actually all started in February of 2002 when I was 10 years old, when my 30 year old aunt died, my mom's youngest sister. She had been married to this black man for quite some time. His name? Darryl Julius Cox. At the time my dad was stationed with the Air Force in Germany and we had gotten the news that my aunt was in the hospital for heart failure, due to smoking. She had to get a heart transplant. So, my dad took emergency leave and we flew to Detroit, Michigan. We visited her in the hospital up until the day of her surgery, when she died on the table due to complications.

Now, the only person that barely visited her in the hospital was Darryl (or DJ as we called him). Why? He was out sleeping with other women while my aunt, his wife, laid in the hospital dying. He visited one day, but was completely absent the day of her surgery when she died. She never smoked a cigarette in her life until she married him. She never tried any drug in her life until she married him. She was the type of person to do anything to make the people she loved happy, too bad DJ couldn't extend the same courtesy. He constantly cheated on her throughout their entire marriage and had 8 kids (that we know of) with as many women, never had a kid with my aunt.

Let's fast forward to the funeral which took place around Royal Oak, Michigan. He showed up everyday, but I firmly believe it was to just show face. On the last day right before we laid my aunt to rest, we had a service in the catholic church right down the road from the funeral home, the church was packed from front to back. When the priest went over to DJ to shake his hand and offer his condolences, DJ stood up, batted the priests hand away, and told the priest "get the fuck out of my face." So loud that everyone else in the church heard it. I firmly believe this wasn't a grieving man because of the kind of shit he did to my aunt, it was guilt. A guilt I hope he has had to live with for all of these years, though I doubt he has. My uncles, my mom's 2 youngest brothers, pulled him aside when the service was over and was ready to knock his block off, but my grandma stopped them.

The life insurance policy that was taken out on my aunt was in DJ's name. Instead of taking the money to pay for the funeral, he took the money and spent it on a cruise and buying miscellaneous shit for his slut girlfriends. That stuck the cost of the funeral on my grandma, my mom's mom. She struggled for years to pay it off on her own, as my grandpa, my mom's dad, had died in 1990 so he couldn't help do so. It came to the point where she couldn't pay it anymore and ended up defaulting on it which has ruined her to this day, almost 12 years later, which I just found out about a few days ago.

Now that everyone knows the back story on the situation, I was this fucking piece of shit on a golden fucking platter. Already spoke to my family about this action and they 100% support it. I'm asking for anyone and everyone to take a small bit of time and dig up as much information on him as possible, I will be working hard to do so myself. Below is the information I currently know about him after a small bit of work.



Name: Darryl Julius Cox
Age: 45
Last known address: 19738 Stansbury Street; Detroit, Michigan 48235




To anyone that helps, I will be forever grateful. Thank you.



~Popadopolous~