Saturday, December 3, 2011

The White Stuff

We have gone from solid sheet ice to snow.. a lot of it. I woke up to at least 6 inches of snow outside the shed. The cold was literally biting and no matter how many layers of clothes I put on I felt like I was stark naked.

Gracie has never seen snow before, so before sun-up while I stood shivering near the shed door watching Gracie tear around like there was no tomorrow. It was fun stuff to roll in, glide on, run through... if the hallelujah chorus had started playing it couldn't have been more exciting.
I wish I shared her enthusiasm, but I don't.

My fear that I wouldn't be able to get the truck out was unfounded. There again, I never tried to drive around the shed, I simply reverses out. By I had been to TR's to pick up breakfast, to the post office to pick up the mail, and came back to the shed, leaving the truck on the road so I wouldn't get stuck in snow.

I think that 30 minutes running errands was the first and only time I felt warmth on my skin. Even though I really should get cleaned up I have had the orange hoodie on for 24 hours straight and I would probably fight unto death to keep it on.
By 2 pm my body was so stoved up I could I could barely move a muscle, and the stress of the constant shivering had brought on a migraine and chest pains. This is another day of trying to get clean blankets.. trying to get ready for another rough night.

The snow is just gorgeous looking. It's why people love these mountains. But when you are homeless it is simply deadly and all I want is a warm comfortable home ~ the home we bought and paid for ~ so I can enjoy the changing seasons.
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.

Relevant pages:
/2011/02/morally-bankrupt.html is cruelty to the innocent not to punish the guilty ~ William Blake