The year Don died, I contacted my mother’s first husband, Don Linnen, who has since passed several years ago… But before he passed, we had a conversation and that conversation was about Freda…

I had called him when I was checking to see if Don, my dad was my dad… DNA was still expensive back in 06…

He proceeded to tell me about Freda and her sexual issues, poor guy, was so tongue tied and embarassed, I let him speak and thanked him and knew, I would need a DNA test to prove I was my Don’s kid… Why???

Don (dad) had A+ blood, my mother was O+ and guess what I am, yep, the only one of Freda’s kids O+ except Larry and his dad was O+, now you get the phone call, he could have been my dad, because only 25% of babies born to a father that is A+ will the baby have the mother’s blood type and Freda’s is O+… The rest of my siblings are all A+ and my half sister is AB-, which makes her being my dad’s kid impossible and I knew that back in 1967!!!!

Even back in the 50’s, they were aware of Freda’s mental illness and it wasn’t only contributed to her childhood trauma, but she had been in a bad auto accident and had head trauma…

Don Linned explained, Freda’s personality changed after the accident and that’s when she started screwing around and got pregnant and she was never positive I was my dad’s until I had the DNA test in 2011…. I was definitely Dons, my dad’s kid… but my half sister wasn’t…

What this all boils down too, Freda has mental health records that stretch back 70 years plus and we all knew she had mental health issues, because she loved to brag about her nervous breakdowns and I swear I thought they were panick attacks, but that was my brain trying to break through the El Paso VA surgery fuck up and now that’s over…

All those conversations and emails and bull shit came back home to roost… and I fell in bed last night and was out… Nothing left for my brain to hunt for… Nothing…

My amnesia is permanent and I have to accept the fact, I am very fortunate to have had so much help with mental health people over the decades and having Homer’s support…

I made it home and it does feel real good to not have that brain in constant fog trying to find answers that were always there, just hidden from view…

Mom was mentally ill from the time she was left at the orphanage as a child till her death… She was brilliant in mind and capability but her mental illness, like Trump, never allowed her to see the whole picture…

Today, I have to point out to the court as much as I would like to stay silent on this issue, I have to tell the truth or I am defeating who I am…

I have to tell the court, my mother set every one up that borrowed from her…

She knew, Don (dad) told her and I told her, you have to do things this way because you are considered vulnerable because of your mental health problems… Freda knew all this, we had that conversation the day I sat with dad and he spilled the beans about everything that went on after I left home…

FREDA WAS MENTALLY ILL TILL HER DEATH!!!!

No, I have to tell the judge, that because no one paid her back and the fact that the state did nothing after my complaint, she started plotting and by 21, her brain was already denying her any more ability to manipulate, so she did the WILL and POA for health to trap them, because she knew how ugly my siblings really were…

They lied to her, they cheated her, they abused her and they took everything she had from her… All done illegally… ALL… ALL ELDER ABUSE and the evidence, is in their bank accounts or houses they bought… Freda’s name and money is all over them…

3 and half hours I do the court thing and find out if Arkansas has justice or their god of rape rules, just gag me please with this bull shit man god of balls and dicks, please!!!!!!!

That’s all I got… I remembered my phone call with Don Linnen right after my dad died and he filled my ear with Freda’s “sex” problems and that’s in keeping with my memory from Dr. Wolett…

You reap what you sow and when you have greed and envy in your heart, you never reap, you weep… and today, I plan on making a few weep…

Sadly defiance is all I have dealt with my siblings and that is nothing but mental illness on steroids… I got tested to be sure I didn’t have one, my siblings are ill… or stupid🥴🤷🏼‍♀️🤣

I remember….

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