Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Housing One

I woke up with a violent migraine that was only to get worse as the day progressed. I had to be in Capitan at the vet clinic before 8 am. By the time I got back to the shed I could barely stand, and I had no choice but to crawl back under blankets and try to sleep it off.

Excruciating pains shot across my chest all day, then down my right arm. The strange tingling in my broken fingers is worrying me.

I wish I could describe the stress of being homeless and terrified. It doesn't seem to register to those who have homes, who have the security of having a home to go to. "They don't understand" seems to be a common phrase amongst homeless advocates.

Going on into my 60's I find that I can't lift the weights I could 4 years ago. Having being in a shed with mold, mildew and raw sewage I can't breath the same as I could 4 years ago. I don't look the same as I did 4 years ago... I look like I have been picked up by the heels and dipped in age.
The cold and damp has compounded the Bassel Hagens disease and arthritis. I started to become so ill yesterday that I am truly wondering if I am dying. I am physically hurting to a degree that is intolerable.
This is the worst possible day with the level of stress and my health severely affected.

What type of human beings can do this to another?

What’s So Cool About HousingONE?

Most people want to do something to help when they see a homeless person on the street. You might want to give food, or a blanket, but you don’t exactly carry those things in your wallet. Maybe you’re uncomfortable giving cash, not knowing how your money’s being used.

There are a lot of great organizations helping homeless men, women and families every single day that need our support. It’s important for us all to continue to support the good work happening all over our community every single day, but sometimes you want a face, a name. You want to help the gentleman on the street you pass every day, but you don’t know how. Above all, you want to know you are helping to end homelessness.

With HousingONE, you are. HousingONE is a way to donate to clients on the verge of ending their homelessness to assist with things like bedding, cleaning supplies and basic furniture. The money doesn’t go directly to the individuals—instead, case managers and Housing 1000 volunteers are responsible for acquiring the necessary move-in supplies and ensuring each person we house through Housing 1000 has the stuff any of us need when we move into a new home. Cleaning supplies. A lamp that works. A bed to sleep in. Not fancy, but durable and decent. Your donations are stretched to maximum efficiency, meaning that for a total of only $575 per person, we are able to help “make a house a home” for every one of our clients. Because at Housing 1000, our goal is a home, each and every time.

That means that when a homeless veteran moves into housing, he won’t have to sleep on the floor, because your donation will help provide him a bed. When a mother flicks the light switch in her new apartment, something will actually happen because you’ve helped us purchase a lamp for her family. Donations of $1, $2, and $5 all combine to make move-ins possible—that’s what “crowdfunding” means.
Together we can house a thousand homeless people in Santa Clara County by 2013.
But we have to start by HousingONE.


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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The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of Hell, a hell of Heaven. ~ John Milton