Tuesday, March 20, 2012

The First Day Of Spring - Somewhere

I was up and down all night with the Bassel-Hagens disease reacting to these frigid temperatures, and a migraine that simply refused to go away.
When I did start to fall asleep the excruciating pain woke me up ~ and I started all over again, trying to take medication, trying to get rid of the pain, trying to get comfortable, trying to find a way to get warm.

When I became exhausted enough to fall to sleep I started to have nightmares, I just wanted the Lord to take me home, I didn't want to wake up and still be in this nightmare. It was anxiety attack and panic even in my sleep throughout the night.

By Wednesday the snow may be melting but today more is forecast and it's so hard on me to be outside in this weather. Throughout the morning I couldn't get warm, my feet were blocks of ice and I was so cold I could barely even think.

I still have 3 or 4 truck loads of boxed possessions to move but without any money for gas, without an income, this is getting harder and harder financially, emotionally and physically.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoohHXdl9nw&feature=youtu.be
On "We are Visible"


By 10 am the temperature had risen to 35 degree's, but I still couldn't move pain free.. and I couldn't move fast at all. I started loading more boxes into the truck, but it was hard and laborious in awful conditions, with snow still falling.

I can't remember the last time I could look out of a home in a snow storm and feel comfortable and safe ~ it's been far too long and being homeless is destroying me. By noon the temperature had risen to a lofty 39 degrees, but still the snow fell, often through muted sunshine.

By 4am it was hovering around 40 degree's and I was still frozen solid, more boxes had been loaded into the truck, very slowly, but when I tried to move the truck and take the boxes to unload them I dug down into thick mud, even in 4 wheel drive. Not being able to move the truck without sliding into tree's I turned my attention to trying to obtain another property to move onto. Again. Hopefully it will be better conditions tomorrow and I can get the truck out.



A Failing Criminal Justice System

The criminal justice system in America was created to keep communities safe, to respect and restore victims, and to return offenders who leave prison to be self-sufficient and law-abiding. What the system has become is a monumental failure that our states and nation can no longer afford.

Beyond the dollars spent, our failing criminal justice system contributes to our cultural decline, the breakdown of the traditional family and dependency on public assistance programs.
http://www.nytimes.com/roomfordebate/2012/03/12/young-black-and-male-in-america/a-failing-criminal-justice-system?scp=8&sq=criminal%20justice&st=cse
In the comments section of this New York Times article there is reference to Robert Huckins and the damage he has done to so many.

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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 a
sked 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, 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://robert
huckinsvictim.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/2
011/06/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/w
hite-nothing-but-white.html

I always prefer to believe the best of everybody, it saves so much trouble. ~Rudyard Kipling