Monday, January 9, 2012

Is It Time To Lose My Mind Yet?

I couldn't sleep last night. The frigid cold and damp kept me awake for hours, so I started writing this days blog around 1 am.

The amount of snow isn't anywhere equal to the last snowstorm, we barely have 2 or 3 inches, but it's bitter cold, over cast and very damp. All the elements needed to cripple me.



Yesterday evening "We Are Visible" http://www.facebook.com/wearevisible http://wearevisible.com/ asked a simple question:
Last night I gave a homeless man a ride "home" from the library and listened to him tell me how much he didn't realize about homelessness until he became homeless. How about you? What kinds of things were you not fully aware of until you became homeless? For me, it was seeing how the every day things I took for granted, don't exist out here or...are hard to come by.
I answered honestly.

I never realized that people could live with themselves while inflicting this degree of abuse and hardship - life endangering abuse and hardship - on another human being.


I didn't think that such suffering would be ignored in any civilized society. I thought the laws protect victims of crime and people were not exempt from punishment if they commit crimes. This has really shattered my foundation because it seems that more than one moral compass is broken. People have to be inhumane, lacking heart,soul, compassion to do such a thing.
Robert Huckins has to be back in court on January 25th to face the restitution hearing on the other two felony fraud and/or embezzlement cases, yet he's in a warm comfortable home.

I spoke with a long distance friend and again we struggled with the insanity of trying to get me into a home ~ without the return of the stolen money. This is an exercise in frustration.

I cannot afford TWO homes. One for a convicted felon, and one for ourselves. It's that simple. And I can't physically, emotionally or financially tread water anymore because this job is about ready to end.. and that mean my sleeping in the truck.

I am simply terrified and can't deny otherwise. Yet those who have our building fund just don't seem to care one iota.

On December 21st, the Longest Night of the Year, Picture the Homeless and Judson Memorial Church hosted the 2011 Homeless Memorial Service.

As he does every year, John T. Jones, a friend of the family of Picture the Homeless, performed this stunning a cappella rendition of Sam Cooke's classic "A Change is Gonna Come."
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:

http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2010/06/shattered-dreams-endless-nightmare.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2010/06/paul-harvey-once-reported-if-you-want.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2010/06/who-is-robert-millard-huckins.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-where-is-money.html
http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2010/06/criminal-defense-attorneys-woes.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/20
10/06/pen-is-mightier-than-sword.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/02/morally-bankrupt.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/06/robert-huckins-legal-plea.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/07/many-faces-of-abuse.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/07/shadow-women.html http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/07/price-of-crime.html
http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/12/white-nothing-but-white.html I like to see a man proud of the place in which he lives and to so live that the place he lives is proud of him. ~Abraham Lincoln