The day was fabulous when I took Gracie and Rio outside early this morning. Cold, in the 20's, but so nice it almost felt like a spring day. I could get used to these sunny clear days.My coughing and sneezing will not ease up, and I'm exhausted. A type of tired born from a lot of worry, a lot of stress ~ and no end to it in sight. I feel so ill.
I didn't do as much as I anticipated today at work, though I did manage to work the entire day even though I was very ill. it was one of those slow easy days but tomorrow will be a lot different for I have to go to Ruidoso, Capitan, and Nogal.
Follow @DeniseBundyEvery day homeless advocates on twitter forward the news worthy articles from across the nation. I have always read the readers comments because it reflects the heart of a society. Sometimes the comments are heartwarming, sometimes intense.. but there are those that just shock you. The level of callous uncaring is almost mind boggling. If we could get past the stigma that makes people believe that only the drug addicts, drunks and idle people find themselves homeless perhaps that will change.
There is a common belief that when you lose your home you simply get another one.In some cases that may be possible, but in millions of cases it becomes impossible.
Homelessness starts to strip away your identity. The career you may have had for 20, 30, 40 years may no longer be possible for a homeless person to hold down. Age becomes a serious factor. What starts out as a desperation that money can fix, escalates out of control as a person's health starts to fail. As things go from bad to worse, the clock, the number of hours a homeless person remains homeless - is like a ticking time bomb destroying that individual every second.It is murder.. cold blooded murder, performed so slowly that it may take years to finish a victim off.
More and more homeless American people are flocking to tent camps. These small communities have sprung up all over the US due to bank foreclosures and poverty. Many homeless have found shelter in the woods. RT's Anastasia Churkina joins us to expand on the issue.
Yesterday one of the homeless advocates mentioned that one person he was dealing with was too far gone for anyone to step in to help him. My response was immediate. If you are homeless the slippery slope to "too far gone" is never far away.
Give Me A Shot Of Anything
Jeff's film "Give Me A Shot Of Anything" had it's first NYC screening on 01/11/12 with NewFilmmakers New York at the Anthology Film Archives.I have a garden shed, and a small income. All could disappear overnight, at this writing it's presently disappearing. But for four years I watched myself age at such rapid speed that even I couldn't believe what was happening to me. Even when I had a job and was never short of food, I simply couldn't come up with enough finances for a home.
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Homeless is a destructive force.. and it slowly kills. I simply despair at what is happening in this nation... and I despair more that so few care.
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 violent 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 for 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, please 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.
http://roberthuckinsvictim.
http://roberthuckinsvictim.blogspot.com/2011/12/white-nothing-but-white.html
The Christian life is not a constant high. I have my moments of deep discouragement. I have to go to God in prayer with tears in my eyes, and say, 'O God, forgive me,' or 'Help me.' ~ Billy Graham
