Friday, April 20, 2012

Homelessness - A Test of True Compassion

The day started out beyond beautiful. A nice upper 60's with crystal blue skies. Whether or not I can be on the road by sun-up tomorrow I don't know, but I am certainly going to give it a try.



Even though it looks like I have a lot of packing left to do, it's not as much as it seems. It's simply scattered over a large area. The only real hindrance is the wiring to the lights on the trailer.

I managed to haul a load of items I cannot take with me, run some errands to the store for pain killers and plastic bags then start cleaning the shed. 

By late afternoon I was starting to panic again. The more I packed the more "stuff" appeared from nowhere and I wasn't sure how long it would take for me to finish.

I didn't stop until 9.30 pm but I'm still unsure if I can be on the road early tomorrow morning, and if I can't it will be Sunday before I leave.

Homelessness - A Test of True Compassion 

Many of us believe that we are compassionate people. But are we really? Webster's New Collegiate Dictionary formally defines "compassion" as the "sympathetic consciousness of others' distress together with a desire to alleviate it."

In our daily lives, some people think of compassion as "love in action." Many religions encourage us to strive to be compassionate people and admonish us to "love our neighbor." 

Summarizing these definitions, it would appear that compassion could be defined as "love in action for our neighbor in distress with a desire to alleviate it." So, whether we are compassionate people depends upon our own attitudes and desires to help. 

Personally, I believe that we are all, with the possible exception of a very few, born with compassion. Thus, for most of us, the quality of compassion is already within ourselves from birth -- we need only to find and awaken our compassion. Further, as we live our lives we can choose to nurture and expand this quality, as we are encouraged by many religions, if not all, to do.
But, what about the "neighbors" for whom we have compassion? Do our neighbors have any role in our developing or exercising our compassion? It would appear, at least from the above discussion, that our neighbors do not. However, what our neighbors do, how they appear and what we expect from them may influence how easy it is for us to exercise and develop our compassion.

The easiest example of this is the whole topic of babies. It has been said that babies are born adorable and loveable, at least to their parents, so that their parents will take care of them regardless of how much work is involved. And most of us know and expect that there is a tremendous amount of work involved in caring for a baby.

Then we have the examples of children and adults with special needs who cannot take care of themselves and must rely on the compassionate treatment from others. Their caretakers know and expect that their jobs will be challenging and yet, ultimately rewarding.

There are also those people among us who have suffered a personal or family loss. These losses can be traumatic events affecting people's physical, mental and emotional well-being. Included within the losses that people can suffer is the loss of everything people once possessed. For most people becoming homeless can be a traumatic event.

For whatever the cause, homeless people have suffered the loss of what most of us consider our human basic needs -- they have lost their personal shelter, their expectation of having food on a regular basis and most of their clothing.
Whether homeless people are sheltered or unsheltered, they have, for whatever length of time, lost their personal experiences of having their own homes. When people lose their experiences of having their own homes, they may also lose their hope for having their own homes again. 

Even their feelings of self-worth may be negatively affected by the trauma they experience as a result of their homelessness. For example, a homeless friend of mine recently said, "No matter what you say or how you treat me, I know that I'm at the bottom of the food chain."

As with any of our responses to traumatic events, the hopefulness experienced by homeless people by virtue of becoming homeless may be expressed physically, mentally and/or emotionally. The results of the traumatic event of becoming homeless may also be expressed by some homeless people through the misuse of substances, including cigarettes.
In addition, because we as a society have provided few public bathrooms, showers and even fewer public laundries, many homeless people may not have access to facilities where they can perform acts of basic hygiene. The results are obvious -- homeless people often appear disheveled.

Finally, we housed people often expect homeless people to "pick themselves up by their own bootstraps" and become housed again. Please see my article, Homelessness Myth #15: "Just Pull Yourself Up By Your Own Bootstraps," in this regard. 

Because many homeless people are and remain unhoused, our expectations of them to become housed, among other things, are not met.
It is basic human nature that when people do not meet our expectations of them, we may become disappointed and/or resentful. Without greater understanding of ourselves and others, we are unlikely to extend compassion to those whom we feel have failed to live up to our own expectations, who have disappointed us or to whom we feel resentful. Hence, we housed people with unreasonable expectations for homeless people may feel disappointed or resentful of them because they have failed to live up to our unreasonable expectations.

It is because of what homeless people do, how they appear and what we expect from them, that we may find it challenging to have compassion for them. 

However, "our neighbors" includes everyone. Therefore, I believe that the test of true compassion is whether we can care for all of our neighbors, including our homeless neighbors whom we may find the most challenging to help. 
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/christine-schanes/homelessness-compassion_b_1429207.html?fb_action_ids=3797547626085&fb_action_types=news.reads&fb_source=other_multiline#access_token=AAAAACuIpepUBACIKGlizkYSEJ1q8hf0NxIM7ymyFQ9VjCeKQkGHnu8RhdRk3bv5qbFAqfdOZCfYa55ZA8ZA1oKehx5s5eRbSqSNG0jBnQZDZD&expires_in=5025
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
 The only reason some people get lost in thought is because its unfamiliar territory. ~Paul Fix

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Hope Mob

From morning until night this was a day with continued chaos, and the financial cost was outrageous. I am beyond exhausted. I don't even have the strength to put one step in front of the other and the level of frustration & pain is beyond description.
My entire body is screaming in pain.

Whatever I have in the horse trailer is going with me. Whatever heirlooms and family treasures I have not packed will have to be counted as a loss. I just don't have the energy to pack anything but that I have packed. Financially and emotionally this has been a totally devastating day.


The weather was glorious all day yet I didn't even stop to take my sweater off even when hot. Not until well after 8 pm did I realize that I had not eaten all day.
Tomorrow will be another long struggling day, and I can't say that I am looking forward to it, but the Lord willing it will be my last day in New Mexico.

I have no idea where this is all taking me, but I pray to God that this homelessness can be resolved by going to another state to try and find a foreclosure within my means.

I spent the evening talking to homeless advocates on twitter, or rather complaining bitterly about the comments I hear about those who are homeless, for one reason or another.

The Power of Pixels - Social Media & the Fight Against Homelessness

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April 19, 2012
The idea that we can end homelessness in our communities is a radical one, especially during a time of economic recession. In King County, January’s One Night Count found 2,594 people sleeping on the streets, under bridges, in their cars, or in temporary shelters and campsites, a six-percent increase from 2011. Nationally, the number is at more than 600,000. Even as we face extraordinary challenges in reducing homelessness, the good news is public awareness of the issue is growing, and this awareness is helping to promote real on-the-ground solutions that are being implemented in cities around the country. This increasing visibility, and the momentum required to make real changes in how we respond to homelessness, are increasingly being supported by new social media platforms. The platforms have the potential to advance this work more quickly and further than ever before.
One of the challenges that advocates for the homeless have always faced is the difficulty of making the stories behind these terrible numbers real. It’s hard, even for those of us working in the field, to translate the abstract concept of homelessness into the specific myriad ways that the horrible experience of living without a roof over one’s head can shape a person’s life. Enter Mark Horvath. Since 2008, Mark, known by his Twitter handle as @hardlynormal, has been traveling across the U.S. to tell the stories of Americans without a home. On his website Invisible People, Mark chronicles the specific experiences of hundreds of homeless people and their families.
The stories Mark shows us are extraordinary accounts of the multiple challenges faced by regular Americans seeking to survive in the midst of extreme crisis. Jean supports her family of five by riding a bicycle five miles each way to work, rain or shine. Yet she still can’t earn enough to find permanent housing and escape from the cycle of weekly motel rates. Cecelia waits every night for two hours for a space in shelter, together with her young children while trying to save money for an apartment security deposit. Rico struggles to make enough money selling his artwork to keep him off the streets in Los Angeles.
These videos have been seen more than 2.7 million times, and watching them, it’s hard to disagree that Mark has achieved his goal of ”leveraging the power of video and the massive reach of social media to share the compelling, gritty, and unfiltered truths that shape the reality of millions of homeless Americans.” And he’s not stopping there.
Following on the success of Invisible People, Mark has launched We Are Visible, an online tool kit aimed at giving homeless people around the country the online social networking tools they need to tell their own stories to their larger communities.
The power of social media is not just limited to giving voice to a constituency that is often ignored. New technologies also have the potential to bring people together to take action to end homelessness collectively. In Washington state, an exciting project called Firesteel is being launched that has the potential to serve as a new advocacy platform for social change. Developed by the YWCA of Seattle/King/Snohomish in partnership with all of Washington’s YWCAs and multiple human service non-profits from across the state, Firesteel seeks to channel the energy that many young adults pour into their Facebook and Twitter accounts to bring about social change. Billed as “a community of shared knowledge with a commitment to end homelessness in Washington state,” Firesteel will be a platform that works seamlessly with both Facebook and Twitter and will even include gaming features that will allow users to earn accomplishments as they become more and more involved with the site. The network will allow users to contact their legislators, reach out to their friends, and blog about topics of interest, all in the service of their community’s needs.
Invisible People and Firesteel are not by any means the only social media tools being used to combat homelessness. But they’re two great examples that give us great hope that with continuing optimism and more community engagement, we will find a solution to this persistent problem.
http://www.impatientoptimists.org/Posts/2012/02/The-Power-of-Pixels--Social-Media--the-Fight-Against-Homelessness

Hopemob is the charity I have waited for with enthusiasm for this is 100% giving to some very needy people. A message was sent late in the evening that Wyatt had been admitted into the hospital with a very high temperature. Please respond to his hearts desire with urgency.
Let's Give Little Wyatt a Firetruck-Themed Bedroom and Playground

For the first 3 years of his life, Wyatt lived like the average rambunctious little boy. The youngest child of Tom and Angie Anderson, Wyatt began to feel sick and tired and it wouldn’t go away. After a barrage of tests and doctors visits, a biopsy was eventually ordered and it was determined that Wyatt had cancer. You can only imagine how devastating this was for his family.
A tumor was found above his left kidney (adrenal glands) and it spread to his lymph nodes, bone marrow, a spot on his ribs, leg, and skull. Diagnosed with Stage 4 High-Risk Neuroblastoma, Wyatt was put on an extremely aggressive treatment schedule simply to save his life. This included removing his adrenal glad, lymph nodes, and the primary tumor. Since this surgery, other surgeries and aggressive radiation treatment have followed and the cancer started causing decreased kidney function, hearing loss, and a total loss of appetite. To this day, Wyatt is not able to eat and must take his meals as liquid through tubes. Because of these tubes and a port that has been placed in his chest, Wyatt cannot get wet. This makes life difficult in many practical ways for a little boy.
Wyatt LOVES anything with fire trucks! His father, Tom, is an Air Force fireman and is Wyatt’s hero. His family has moved off of the military base to care for him. A bedroom with a fire truck theme and a safe play area in their back yard with the same theme would go so far to brightening every day for Wyatt. While his family believes that he will be completely and totally healed, they want him to feel special and happy when he is home.
Together, we are going to make this happen for Wyatt and this Seattle family. In addition to raising the funds, we will need a design and implementation team in or near Seattle to oversee this project from start to finish for the Anderson family. We want it to be seamless for them!
Are you ready to bring HOPE? Let's GO!

(As always, every single dollar you give to this project will go to this project and this project alone.)
http://hopemob.org/
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.htmlThe way to combat negativity is to create something positive.~Leify Green

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Accumulating Damages

The morning started out slow, easy day. Simply plodding along trying to get as much finished as I was able. Physically I felt awful and when Jan phoned me early in the morning to tell me that the Coggins were in, I could barely stop choking and coughing.

The weather is fabulous. Sunny, in the 70's, and Rio,Gracie and Katie enjoyed the trip to Ruidoso Downs, then Ruidoso to run errands.


I was so exhausted all day, exhausted to the point of sleepiness. It was very hard to find the energy to continue packing,and where I am going to put everything is starting to cause some concern.

Not until I took the trailer key and went to see what I had stored in the King trailer did sheer panic set in. 4+ years of not opening the bedroom/tack room in a 30ft trailer can be a real shock to the system.

Comforter sets I had paid $160 for were ruined beyond repair. My grandmothers bedroom dressers, antique chairs, statues.. the entire storage area was packed with treasures and my mouth fell open when I realized the added work ahead of me.

Had I been able to recoup the stolen money and had a home here in Lincoln County opening that trailer would have been delightful, even if a little depressing at so much loss and damage. But under these circumstances it was a horror to face.

I hauled some pieces to Ruidoso Downs and returned to Nogal for a magnificent dresser, only to realize that these back and forth trips are ludicrous at best. I ended up throwing dozens of plastic bags full of towels, sheets, bedding into the truck and decided to try and return tomorrow with a flatbed trailer.

My broken fingers competed with the pain in my spine and hips. Having lost our home, then the land, and now our belongings this is getting difficult to handle, and I am still perplexed at why we are supporting a convicted felon who is living very comfortably at OUR expense.

Frustrated and exhausted I started crying, for I have no idea how to stop these damages accumulating on such a regular basis. The damages cause by one criminal doesn't have any end, no boundaries, no relief.

It was 9 pm before I finally got back to the shed.. tired didn't start to describe it.. and tomorrow is going to be a very long, painful, nightmare.

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
We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures. ~Thornton Wilder

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

End Of One Era

Poor Katie took up most of the room all night as she struggled trying to remain comfortable. By sunrise I was up packing, and Rio & Gracie ran around near the horse trailer.

By 10.45 am I had to be at the Title Company in Ruidoso. By 12 noon I no longer owned any property in Lincoln County, but I did have the required gas to leave and try to find a home and facility elsewhere.


This has just been a devastating financial loss, but my hope is that it will open the door to a home and facility. And if that materializes it will have been worth it.

The day started out simply magnificent. Sunny, in the upper 60's.. just glorious. Flies appeared establishing that summer truly is right around the corner.

My oldest grand-daughter, Samantha, helped me load the trailer but with my having broken fingers, and she being only 12 years old, it wasn't long before the excruciating pain and exhaustion was more than I could withstand.

By the time I returned to the shed, after dark, my hands were numb and every nerve in my body felt raw with pain. I knew that I couldn't handle anymore. Not physically or emotionally. I have no idea how to face emptying the King trailer tomorrow.
This is just too much for a woman alone.

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

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