Thursday, March 29, 2012

Why Don't You?

Panic and anxiety was overwhelming me this morning. The weather should have been exhilarating.. yet both physically and emotionally I was spent.

I started phoning to see if "any" help was available to help me move furniture and the rest of the belongings I need to sell. Time isn't a luxury I have. I'm a little unsure if people "see" or "hear." I have been homeless for four years desperately fighting to get our home and equine facility back from a criminal. Yet today I am questioning if anyone noticed ?

Last night I spoke to a friend in another state for an extensive period of time and we discusses my health. When I last saw her in person it was directly following hiring Robert Huckins.
A lot of water has gone under the bridge since then.

I explained to her that I'm not the same person. I simply can't do the physical things I was capable of then. Something has happened to me that I don't understand, yet I am trying to.

I couldn't move. I was in so much pain, especially my spine and hips, I am crippled up. I have no idea what my physical capabilities would be if I was in a comfortable home, I only know what sleeping outside for four years has resulted in.

For most of the morning and early afternoon, with so much work to do, all I could do was take heavy duty pain medication and try to sleep. The broken fingers on my left hand are now swollen and grey colored, and too painful to use anymore. Jan suddenly phoned and offered help to move the furniture, and a possible but not concrete lead to a buyer for the land our hopes and dreams shattered on.

Perhaps God is going to pull me out of this at the 12th hour. I pray so because I can hear that second hand ticking away.

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.

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He who trims himself to suit everyone will soon whittle himself away.~Raymond Hull