Thursday, December 29, 2011

Only Two Days Left

The temperature is soaring into the 50's today, a really nice day. In the a.m I got confirmation that Robert Huckins paid the minimal court ordered payment on the 22nd of December. That is the "minimum" he is allowed to pay, not anything substantial. The court order specifically said "to be paid on or before the 10th of each month" but it also said "with expedience" and seeing as he has ignored every single judge, every single judgement, for all victims, in a decade period, with Teflon coated arrogance ~ so we all knew that this pattern of behavior was going to continue on.
And it has.

The worry over finances has increased considerably, and this is not particularly a good day. I did manage to get some mud covered blankets washed and dried so I may have something clean to sleep on tonight. I was so looking forward to having clean anything after the past 2 weeks. But that expectation was dashed by serious flooding inside this garden shed. By 1 pm there was 2 inches of melted snow pouring in and I have to no way to stop it. All I can do is sit and watch as the ice cold water makes it's way through the building.. helpless to move or get any closer to ever having a comfortable home and out of this horrendous mess.

With only 2 days left in 2011 I am getting prepared to make this blog into a book.

The Justice Conference I found simply amazing.. enjoy, and join them please.

An Invitation to Justice from The Justice Conference on Vimeo.

There has to be someone related to Robert &Sylve Huckins must have some means to reach them, if it be Michael Huckins, Dr.Kenneth Ogilvie ( Diana Huckins? Dominic Huckins? Malcolm Huckins? ) or Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins and get them to return ALL of the money they stole from us so that I can buy a home and get our lives back. I am begging anyone in this family for help.

I don't believe I have EVER witnessed any none vio
lent crime that can be as devastating as stealing someone's home. I am walking in Dorothy McKeevers footsteps, day by day, month by month, year by year.

Liam Griffin, I sat in your law office with two witnesses as you gave me your promise, your guarantee, that our money would be returned before harm came to us.

Patricia Ogilvie-Huckins you were present the day I signed contract with your son. You walked out of the kitchen with Sylve Huckins and your son introduced me to you. He told you that I was the British horse trainer he had told you about, the one he was going to build the home and barn for. Why didn't you say something? There may be a rational and reasonable explanation but I have spent over 3 years, homeless, not understanding it. I understand it even less knowing that though I was a total stranger, both Dorothy McKeever and Sally Canning you KNEW, and you knew what your son had done to them and others.

Dr. Kenneth Ogilvie, I contacted you and simply asked f
or a reference, not knowing that Robert Huckins was your cousin. Robert Huckins had just stolen over $30,000 from the domestic violence shelter, HEAL, yet everyone was trying to hide it. There was a history of stealing large amounts of money. $65,000 PLUS from Nancy Canning. $89,000 PLUS from Dorothy McKeever, $45,000 from Francis McKinney. The list just goes on and on and on.
Because of Robert Huckins I ended up paying
$140,000 to be homeless.. sat in the cold, emotionally, physically and financially broke. In the middle of a recession, with no way to recover the stolen funds.

Today Robert Huckins has his own home...
He also has OUR home.....
He also has a lot of people's money...
And his freedom.

Women are not banks or loan institutions. Women should not be the source of a retirement fund for people who don't want to do an honest day's work for an honest day's pay. Holding women hostage while playing with the judicial system, a horrendous game of cat and mouse extending YEARS, with the victims whose very homes, families and stability are in jeopardy is cruelty, as cruel as a physical beating. It is financial and emotional RAPE. Homelessness is not justice. It is a slow, painful death.
Please, I beg with everything I have within me, pl
ease convince Robert Huckins to stop this torture and return the building fund he stole from us so we too, can have a home.

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Nothing is more sad than the death of an illusion. ~ Arthur Koestler