Sunday, February 19, 2012

Discard After Using

No matter how cold it was this morning, in the 20's, I was just tickled pink to be able to have a hot cup of coffee. A disagreement broke out between Katie and Gracie ... which sent Gracie scuttling to me for protection. A 60lb pit bull trying to crawl onto your lap seeking safety while you have a hot cup of coffee in your hand isn't the start you think of when you pour your first cup of coffee. But such is life.

I have worked with animals all of my life. I wouldn't know of any other work and wouldn't want any other work. The general attitude towards homelessness and animals has really shocked me. It shouldn't, because "disposable" has become a social trend, but it has shocked me.

I'm not too sure how or when we became a society who quickly discard humans, animals, or both in unity ~ perhaps we can think up some excuse for our own failings. Here is one nicely packed excuse available to anyone: How can the people in these photographs love and care for those animals when they can't even get a home for themselves. It's "their" priorities that are off balance surely?

Homelessness has taught me a lot.

Today I decided to embark on the exercise in frustration called "wash day." Trying to round up everything that is covered in mud ~ to such a degree that I have to shovel the mud up off the shed floor ~ so I can experience the wonderful bliss of sleeping with clean blankets.

It's a beautiful day but the wind is chilling me, and I am growing more and more frustrated with this situation. As I started to drag mud soaked blankets away I started to feel an anger born from 4 years of frustration. This fourth year of homelessness is really wearing me down, the level of cruelty more than I can describe, and I am stressed to breaking point.
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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You never achieve success unless you like what you are doing. ~ Dale Carnegie