April 1992
I still await for justice over this incident of crime that happened to me. I was held for at least 17 days or more chained in a camper, tortured with pure pain tactics, repeatedly raped & left for dead in high desert. He kidnapped me from my home at the time in Phelan California, & he disposed of my body in the desert of "Death Valley", I looked thru thousands of pictures but was not able to describe his face till December 2015, & then I identified him/ a ptsd moment, a rememberedmoment, finally his face popped out of my head as he was back in 1992 whilst i was at SaveALot parking lot in Monticello Ky right after grocery shopping there of him exactly as he was then. I still await his capture & to get to testify in court against him. I am a multiple-time federal living victim-witness survivor, but I choose to go back to using my true maiden last name of "(Pinchot-Bouvier-)Kennedy", and not witness protection program & other prior last names or combinations of.
Today is 03/10/2022. I officially fully exited the witness protection program May 23, 2022.
https://allpoetry.com/16266994 also located at/on "Nercardo" titled
The sixth time I was abducted was April 25, 1992. Which government knows & knew that. As the start date of my SSI disability check wasn't till - April 1st of 1992, & should of been/be parental social security childhood disability benefits of my father US President John/Jack Fitzgerald Kennedy, didn't need these repeated conspiracies. I did not arrive at the homeless shelter (where I was also attacked by a different man - assault), anyway did not arrive at homeless shelter till, the earliest date could have only been sometime in May of 1992, as I know for a fact that I was held captive in a camper for at LEAST 17 days (or more likely 3 weeks is what my testimony is), as I know I counted the sunrise 17 times and could not, I was in extremely critical condition. The amount of torture and pure pain he infIicted on me was astronomical, as he had me chained by all fours up off ground with nothing under me whilst inducing torture to my body & raping me, also know that when he disposed of my body he was thinking I was dead, my breath was so faint, he didn't know I was still breathing, he disposed of my limp body, in The Death Valley Desert, where he dumped me wrapped in a blanket, 3 days before being found and taken to that homeless shelter & threw in a bed, and left lying there for many months, it was at least till the end of August 1992 before I was able to raise up/function any at all, and speak for the first time, by then my 27th birthday had passed by, it had come and gone. So believably rare for someone to survive such extreme trauma again, the amount of pain, suffering, hardships, and damage to my life, my future, my body, etc. was/is supremely astronomical.
I Deborah "Debbie" Kim Kennedy (Pinchot-Bouvier, wppf Guffey, wppf Garner, wpp Colver & Hicks), I hereby swear this to be the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God, the date the year of 1992, April 25th 1992. kidnapped a 6th time.
I, Debbie Kim Kennedy:
Again I say, I hereby swear this to be the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God.
The poem below is just, of course, lots of facts, pertaining to of. Above is basic (based on)testimony with more detail (& based on detail) below in the poem, of course, I would have to be put on the witness stand and swear and tell facts according to "exacts" as they happened and pertain to this.
When I originally wrote the poem, I was saying May, because it rhymed, & what I was doing when I was kidnapped that night was planning my son's 2nd birthday party. I had not actually looked at a calendar for the exact date, & no one cared to sit down with me and look at a calendar with me, but that disability doctor, & social homeless shelter worker & some others knew/know and filed it. It also is why my disability backpay was dated & began in April of 1992, why I didn't have to wait on SSI approval cause it had already been done. The exact date was April 25, 1992, that night, it was already dark, but hadn't been for long. The way all felt so ridiculously handled, & it now feels like they have done all they could all these years to make all seem, appear & be as flipflopped looking as possible on trying to get a testimony into a courtroom, & allow ME to have and know justice like all other victim-survivors of these type of crimes. For no one feels like they got justice till they hear that guilty verdict said & that sentence passed, it also helps with closure. You don't have to chase me down & you/they didn't have to then either, I've been waiting for decades now, for justice. All always needs to start with normal and stay normal on legal & financial proceedings even outside of court, nobody needs ?schizophrenia?, especially with surroundings and goings-on. That only increases misunderstanding/miscommunication, trying to accomplish anything being done right & do right; & comprehending/understanding of what to do, what was done, & what is to be done - what still needs to be done.
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I also want to mention, that in April 1967, when I was abducted the first time, and my abductors killed Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. and then kept me captive for even longer after that - 3 weeks - to be exact, - continued testimony, that I want to mention and bring up that one thing that was said. That they aim to kill the children of President John F Kennedy, Caroline, John Jr., and me (Janet/Debbie), and damn his nation. Uncle Bobby & I was together, it is who I was kidnapped from, we was visiting the King - Dr Martin Luther KingJr. They were all planning to go public before this incident happened, & it was still the plan afterward, it had been temporarily postponed.
Which Nixon turned into a giant growing conspiracy against me starting in 1974, he so wronged, harmed, unjustly set this whole thingin motion, & I repeatedly been done wrong ever since, including financially and even medical to a degree, and truthful rightful benefits even, etc. Robbed me ever since of so much, & of respect, love, care, etc, & set damaging my past, present and future over and over again, unjustly so, for anyone & everyone but me, none no right to do. Nobody wants to be heard extremely the wrong way, pumped the wrong way, used for all else's best interest but mine.
Question - When was the first time I was able to speak?
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The pIcture below is of a similar-looking man to who I knew as the Hispanic man known to me as "Gilbert Nercardo", in 1992 who kidnapped me on April 25, 1992, from my home where I lived at the time in Phelan, California. This is close to the right description, younger age looking as well for then, that time period, slightly less grey maybe.
(Actors & Make-up, etc. (Like below)
"GILBERT NERCARDO"
Badge said "Gilbert Nercado" is the name
of the stalker who left me mentally lame
raped, beat, tortured & left for dead
22 yrs. later, still plays out in my head, all but his face,
never to be found or charge
To me, you will always be at large
were you hired to do that to me
or was I just the unlucky victim to be
17(+) days at least you kept me cuffed up
while I whimpered like a pup
pistol whipped to the head almost nonstop
you wearing the uniform of a cop
with the blows the force of a buffalo
I still suffer today with vertigo++++
unable to communicate for months although I tried,
just moans, groans, and grunts, & no one listening,;
Nercardo left me physically & mentally disabled
even more than I already was,
while you remain completely unlabeled;
in the Mojave desert, I lay & bled
t'is the story that was never read
my body with so very shallow breath
He thought he had put me to death
are there any more victims still residing
whom like me remained in hiding,
counting on my early childhood blanked
for your defense to hide the facts
Can I see him hung by a rope
it's the only way I can partially cope
robbed of all my life's potential
you help succeeded in me being nonessential
a psycho such as he
serial killer/terrorist &/or more, he must be
nevermore there shall I roam
Phelan, CA. was my home
wpp wife, mother, student, artist, I was, you see,
"Nercado" robbed me of all that I could be
whom did he do it for, the terrorists or watergate or?
date & time was April 25, 1992
see you know I am true
now that I do publicly tell
may god send you straight to hell
truly mentally insane you, as you all are
I still suffer daily in pain
no one stayed by my side
that's when my life did more divide
and that's your design,
daily life has been a juggle
since then & before, I continue to struggle
and even more, since you arranged
may getting this off my chest
allow my mind to rest
his face finally did come to me in 2015
I can identify him now 100%
Written By me, a federal living victim-survivor of this terror killer, poem I wrote is based on truth, my truth, as to what happened to me, the 6th time I was a hostage+.
I was kidnapped by him on April 25, 1992
from my home at the time in Phelan California,
unable to identify his face till December 2015.
Deborah "Debbie" Kim Kennedy
All Rights Reserved & Invoked
RE-POSTING -12/09/2021
A.K.A.
Bouvier,
wpp Guffey, Garner
wpp Colver, Hicks
B-, G-, C-, H-, K-
Went to add on to article today, and all I typed just disappeared and didn't publish or draft. So rather than retype it all today, I gave it a glance over and looks like nobody's messed with it, so I just call it an update/check today, July 22, 2023, weather stormy and rainy here today, so I will check in on this post at a later date.
Sincerely
Deborah "Debbie" Kim (Janet Rose) Kennedy
283 Sierra Drive Somerset KY
BBB registered
A.K.A.
Pinchot-Bouvier
wppf Guffey, Garner
wpp Colver, Hicks
True Story Facts below :
Ex-witness protection program citizen.
2. Six time federal living victim witness survivor of horrific terrorists/killers acts .
3. Youngest child of US President John Fitzgerald Kennedy.
4.Receiver of visions, visits, signs...etc...from/with Jesus, God, The Holy Spirit and Heaven, 12 times plus two....
5. And most proud of my kids, my grandkids and foster child/etc.
6. An amateur writer blogger and poet....
A whole lot of life and living in the last 59 years.
Deborah "Debbie" Kim Janet Rose Kennedy
57Pebbles - Instagram
A.K.A.
Pinchot-Bouvier
wppf Guffey Garner
wpp Colver Hicks
283 Sierra Drive Somerset KY
BBB registered
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