Cor Jesu sacratissimum. Miserere nobis. Miserere nobis. Miserere nobis. AMEN
NOTE: I HAVE NO VIDEO OR CAMERA EQUIPMENT, & I HAVEN'T HAD, SO I USE PHOTO'S FROM SHUTTERSTOCK AND OTHER WEBSITES LIKE THAT FOR TO DIFFER THE ARTICLES/POSTS AND HELP KEEP THEM SEPARABLE FOR IDENTIFICATION.
I evoke/invoke/? my rights, also God & Jesus's rights.
Some of this has already been said, for any repeating you have my apology, but I feel this necessary.
Sorry if all are tired of hearing about all of this stuff in my life, it's not as if I haven't had many great times, laughter, smiles, and times of happiness in my life. But I have had a lot of extreme horror in my life too, and it should be and should have been handled right.
It was not anyone's, or any group right, not any family group, not any groups right to take over my rights, I have constitutional rights as well, and by not honoring my rights, all have done nothing but hurt their own rights which I think that is what all thought they were protecting and enforcing, but it is more the opposite and not at all what should have been done. There is no legal right in whatever procedure legal way that all was conducted, it was and is illegal, I should have had a direct say and knowledge of and about.
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Let's start -
1. 1963 & 1968 to 1972 - E.I.T. Serum - (Reverse Classification) -
This was used on whoever my surrogate mother was in 1963 because of being an eye-witness to my bio-father (U.S. President John F Kennedy's) assassination, I don't know who all else it was used on, but it definitely was also used on my mother - First Lady Jacqueline "Jackie" Lee Bouvier-Kennedy as well. The arrangement with a victim-survivor &/or a witness-survivor is " Reverse Classification" filed with the United States in/by 1963 & with the United States & the United Nations in 1968, by and with my Uncle Robert Francis Kennedy. It is how it was conducted on them in 1963, and maybe some of the years of 1968 to 1972, it is how it was conducted on me those years when I was E.I.T. Serum' d as a child over the horrific acts that happened to me, I am the living victim-witness-survivor of and it was the same for the adults. Back then, as a child, I understood all this stuff, I was placed in a witness protection home arrangement at age 3 days old. I am an inheritor in my father's last will and testament, which paid out and was put in a locked trust fund, and at birth, the fact that I was female and my name was put on it, Uncle Robert handled the whole thing. Not even my adopted mother (Jackie), my bio father's wife, nor any else had the legal right to touch that account or to alter it in any way. The bulk of these two estates has still not been turned over to me yet.
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2. 1972/73 - My WPP-Foster mother Wan** Ma* Mik**-Guff**-Garner filed her last will and testament, leaving all to me, but $1.00 to her bio-son Ronn** B. Garner and $1.00 to her husband Sam*** B. Garner. including her publishing rights, she was locking all down to me to ensure against exactly what ended up happening just as soon as they put her in the ground, burying her. See her doing her will this way royally ticked off her husband and son after her death in April 1974, is when they found out that she had done this, they did not know beforehand.
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3. 1974 - After her funeral, I was stable emotionally and mentally, still having physical issues as I had since age 3 1/2 (1968). We came to Kentucky to bury her, then returned back to Indiana. It was after the return to Indiana, that all went all wrong to set up what has been happening ever since. I was taken to a doctor who told me one thing and had me sign all sorts of legal documents, then medically done something else - doctor-induced-amnesia. President Nixon was in office at the time. After this procedure, all I knew then was that I took a bite out of a piece of toast at the hospital when I was 3 1/2 and I knew that Wan**'s husband Sam*** B. Garner was not my father, but most all thought he was and I knew for some reason I had to go along and pretend and not say anything. I say that was because the witness protection program and the horrors I had gone thru were buried still in my sub-conscience. PTSD began immediately after this procedure, but what it did was keep me scared, and I wasn't able to understand it or what had happened or what these things meant, these flashes. I made a declaration to Jesus, that "One day you and I will figure this out" because I had no words to explain it and to be able to talk. I began looking in the Britannica encyclopedia set for, I guess the word for what they called the procedure that they did on me. I read the entire encyclopedia set and was unable to find the word I needed and was so looking for.
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4. I don't need any meme, or fake to try to represent me, I need me, and my full memory of this relevant stuff, because none else can nor will I allow any else to, and proper correct legal representation is in my best interest first and foremost as is my right to have, equal rights for one and all, not all but one.
This will not be turned into being about everything and anything and all else, that is not any's right to do.
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5. Approximately the year 1975, I was given a very valuable collection of antique rare stamps. Just a few short years later, approximately the year of 1978, it was taken from my room, when none had no interest in it prior, nor care for or about.
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6. Approximately the year 1979, once we moved from Indiana to the state of Kentucky, there appeared a set of scanner crystals in a scanner that stayed on 24/7 at the home here, and was never turned off, they never left the house, instructions were that if the law pulled over/appeared to unplug the scanner, that was rule #1, regardless of what was going on, what or who was in the home, regardless of all else. The scanner was constantly talking, you would have sworn that we were living in some big city or something, of course, I didn't understand any of this back then at the time. As I am now reflecting back and comprehending all the real and true definitions of what was.
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7. I took some pictures on the senior trip at the mint in Washington D.C. while touring there, and accidentally snapped 2 pics that when I snapped afterward we were told no photos were to be taken. I being 17 at the time, didn't think it that big a deal, and when I returned back from the trip, I took them to Rite-Aid and sent them - all pictures off to be developed by Kodak. Upon receiving them, I packed them all away and did not show them to anybody, as I left home and later still when I returned in 1993, my things were given to me that I had stored in boxes here that I had never taken when I came in back in the year 1987, no one had been in the boxes or thru the stuff and the pictures were still there, but I never went around showing them. However they were stolen from me in the year 2017 I believe it was along with some other items, and items have been being stolen ever since.
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8. 1982 - My eighteenth birthday, Indianapolis Indiana. Only the smallest account, which wasn't much, was turned over to me, which had been accessed by Cin** & Bru** & it was not even the full amount.
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9. 1984 - When I went to the dentist, right before my twenty-first birthday, which by the way, is the only time I so far in my life have ever been under anesthesia sedation during
a dental procedure. I was E.I.T. Serum w/o my knowledge of what was being conducted other than removal of my wisdom teeth. It would be 1987 before I started wondering what was funny about that dentist visit because only a few flashes of two men in suits asking me questions who was not the dentist or employees of in that office. They interviewed me while under sedation. For many years, I wondered what all I was asked about and what all the details were, and when I did know a tad tiny bit, it was only a tad tiny bit of what is the overall of what it is and was about. My then-husband did not care, or at least not to, and with me, whatever he has done behind my back if anything was and is just that, without my knowledge or consent to do so legally. I began noticing a difference that wasn't right with him, his behavior and all I began to question completely at the year 1990, and wondered about other years prior.
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10. 1985 - My appendix was found in the bend of my leg, grown into my leg muscles, during surgery performed in Los Angeles County, California. Which resulted in later finding out that the ruptured appendix diagnosis for the year 1968 was the cover story to cover up what had really happened. Also, all the organs in my stomach were matted together (like being glued together) in my stomach, very serious surgery and much more was found wrong as well. Back at the house when I got home, I began calling lawyers, only to be repeatedly told, that I needed "Dr. Moss records before I could be represented" but nobody cared that I couldn't be represented and that I wanted legal representation, I had never known of anyone not being able to proceed with legal especially with what I had just been thru and been found, and I then at the time, still had no memory of what had really happened to me as a child, and the appendix part, the injury to my stomach is related to the horrific act that happened in 1968 when I was abducted the first time when I was taken from Uncle Robert and Dr. Martin Luther King Jr and my abductors killed him while holding me hostage and I was standing right there and after they took me to Canada and that is when and where their machete cut me almost half n half and left me dying as they escaped, amongst other horrific acts that happen to me during that ordeal (and other horrific ordeals to follow thru the years to come). During the over a month-long stay in the hospital, my then-husband (#1) never came to the hospital, it was a little less than 2 hours away from the house, but we only talked by phone the whole time. Not even on the weekends did he come to see me and sit by my bedside or walk around the hospital with me pushing that IV pole. I stayed alone the whole time, all I had was a telephone, it and the doctors and nurses were all I had physically ever there in person.
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11. I thought of the product "TV Remote Control Finder button" and never ever received a penny on or from. This was in 1985, right after returning home from the hospital from surgery #1, I was laying on the couch in the living room barely able to get around because every organ had plastic around it and I looked like I was 6 months pregnant, it was a painful time in my life, that surgery and recovery of.
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12. 1990 Bru** Garner always told me that because of Wan** leaving me the bulk of her estate, that he was only leaving me a dollar, I always replied - "I don't care, I thank God I am not yours" He died in June 1990 and is wife Cin** made me sign some legal papers, I came in to be supportive of/for Ron***, I intended to stay and to file for divorce from Ton* from the state of Kentucky, as our marriage was over, my original plan was not to return to California.
See, at the beginning of 1990, halfway thru pregnancy, he and two of his friends decided to take over my hobby shop room for their own project, also I began to have flashes from 1986 of when I spent some time hanging out with some people here in Kentucky when visiting, and it made no sense to me. I ended up figuring out much to my
de-amazement, that I had been slipped something in my drink that night by someone because I only drank a few beers that night. When trying to tell Ton* about it, he didn't care he walked out the door smiling, because he was cheating, he didn't care, he was involved with one or more other women, and yes I was halfway thru the pregnancy of our son, conceived by IVF. I thought for less than a month after our son was born that we might work it out, I was falsely misled, he was still cheating, so it was unofficially over with. Our marriage had no chance of survival, nor did he have any true desire for it too.
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13. 1991 - years later after 1991, I found filed in Kentucky legal paperwork declaring that Bru** filed a last will and testament in 1991 and I was supposedly paid 25% of his estate. How can a dead man file a will a year after his death? Now mind you, you can leave what you want to who you want regardless of what the relationship was/is. There are all types of mothers, all types of dads, all types of friends, all types of children, etc., etc. in people's lives, regardless of their official title or the title you call them, changes nothing, or of what they call themselves to you. They may tell people one thing and really it is something else, or they may feel one way even if it is something else. A person doesn't have to be related or explain the real nature and facts completely in a will.
There are people in my life, that I actually have no real relation to, but yet I have claimed them or should I say call them as such to and around and in front of people, but technically true that is not the real relationship status between us.
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14. 1992 - Kidnapped again, with another new classified case this time as an adult, I was half declassified on my identity. But I was not able to describe the man's face. I kept thinking when I see him I will know him but continued to be unable to identify him, even after searching thousands upon thousands of photos, till the end of the year 2015, then I saw his face and after that identified him from a picture, but still no court date yet.
Also, let me clarify that due to the extreme severe head trauma did not know the exact date I was kidnapped and had never been shown or looked at a calendar to pinpoint the exact date I was taken not till here recently did I look at a calendar back from that year and determine that the exact date was actually April 25, 1992. This was when the man known to me as "Gilbert Nercardo" kidnapped me, held me, hostage, tortured & raped me nonstop for at least 17 days I know I saw the sunrise that many times, after that I was unable to count or tell you how long I was held captive. He disposed of my body in the high desert thinking I was dead. I still await justice to be served,
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15. 1992 -Legally most else started going all wrong. Even though, & to sum it up quickly; I was wrongly arrested is how it began, I still claim my arrest record, because it is what my criminal background check would show and reveal, the details of who was right and wrong are not what the courts went by nor would go by now but should when it comes to new circumstances, but it was already ruled upon for that actual charge, is unrelated. I have spoken some about it, and this continued off and on from that point on. I still claim my arrest record in California and Kentucky, which shows who I am, identity-wise.
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16. 1993 - While in custody in California jail, I questioned what went down during a seizure spell/attack I had while there. I don't know if I was E.I.T. Serum then or not, but it is probable that I was BECAUSE I WAS STUCK WITH A NEEDLE-(?) DURING THE SEIZURE, something felt very odd about it all.
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17. 1994 (I think it was July) - I went to ER because of injured, needed x-rays taken, they did a precautionary pregnancy test first and it came back positive. Without sitting down and figuring up exactness, on with the story, I was told I was pregnant, they could not tell me how far along I was. They give me a piece of paper, told me to take it to the welfare office, so I did. The welfare office give me another piece of paper & told me to take it to the child support office. I went to the child support office & without me even knowing how far along I was, told me to turn in the names to them of who or whom all could be the father. Let me tell you, I had been drunk for many months during all this time frame. I had been drinking heavily due to what all happened in California. I hadn't even kept up with anything, as I assumed I could not have a child unless I did IVF. So I had no clue as to how long it had been since I had a period, so know when or how far along I was, without a doctor telling me, I did not have a clue. I just knew I wasn't showing yet, as my belly was not extended, that was the only clue I had.
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18. 1995 - When giving birth to my daughter, in the trauma room, at Cli**** County Hospital, there were no scissors in the whole hospital and I had to rip. I was asked, if it came down to it, what did I choose. I said I choose my baby's life over mine. I ripped, she was face first, sideways and cord around her neck, but they saved her and I ripped so bad, it took the doctor 7 spools to sew me up. The doctor told me afterward that each spool was 100 stitches and that I had 700 stitches that it took to sew me up.
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18. 1995 - When giving birth to my daughter, in the trauma room, at Cli**** County Hospital, there were no scissors in the whole hospital and I had to rip. I was asked, if it came down to it, what did I choose. I said I choose my baby's life over mine. I ripped, she was face first, sideways and cord around her neck, but they saved her and I ripped so bad, it took the doctor 7 spools to sew me up. The doctor told me afterward that each spool was 100 stitches and that I had 700 stitches that it took to sew me up.
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19. LET'S TALK ABOUT 2 PICTURES THAT I TOOK WHEN IN WASHINGTON D.C. IN 1982, DURING THE "HIGH SCHOOL GRADUATION TRIP" OF & AT THE U.S. TREASURY MINT.
FIRST OFF - KODAK DEVELOPED THEM, MEANING THEY COULD NOT HAVE BEEN ILLEGAL, TO OWN OR POSSESS. WHICH I HAD THEM DEVELOPED WITH THE REST OF MY TRIP PICTURES BACK THEN. YOU KNOW THEY KNOW I TOOK THOSE, & THAT IS WHAT THEY DIDN'T DO, THEY DID NOT CONFISCATE MY CAMERA. LORD KNOWS WE WOULDN'T WANT THEM TO TRY TO CLAIM THEY DIDN'T KNOW FOR YEARS, CAUSE THAT IS NOT SO. AS I SAID, KODAK DEVELOPED THEM, AT RITE-AID IN MONTICELLO, KY. IMMEDIATELY UPON RETURN FROM THE CLASS TRIP. SNAPPING THOSE WAS PURELY ACCIDENTAL, AS I KNEW NOT WHEN I SNAPPED THE SHOT, IT WAS AFTER THAT THEY MADE THE STATEMENT TO NOT TAKE PICTURES, & ALL KNOW THAT EVERY SECOND YOU ARE ON CAMERA/FILM WHEN IN THERE. EVERYBODY IS ON VIDEO THAT TOURS THRU.
SECOND OFF - I DID NOT GO AROUND SHOWING THEM. I KEPT THEM PUT UP, HID AWAY. SO MR. J. LAIR, & MR. G.M. HICKS SR., & WHOEVER ELSE, WOULD BE & ARE LIARS IF THEY SAY I SHOWED THEM TO THEM, THAT IS NOT SO. THAT WOULD BE A LIE BY THEM.
THIRD OFF - EVEN WHEN I DATED, I DID NOT SHOW THEM, THEY REMAINED PUT UP.
FOURTH OFF - I DID NOT GO AROUND BRAGGING TO ANYONE ABOUT OWNING OR POSSESSING THESE PHOTOS, I DIDN'T TALK ABOUT THEM OR TELL ANYONE.
FIFTH OFF - THEY WERE RECENTLY STOLEN FROM MY HOME, JUST A WHILE BACK, BUT THEY ARE OF NO USE TO ANYONE TO USE.
I LIKE ANYONE ELSE, DON'T NEED PEOPLE THINKING THEY HAVE THE RIGHT TO BREAK INTO MY HOME AND HELP THEMSELVES TO WHATEVER THEY LIKE OR WANT, IT GETS OLD, PEOPLE BREAKING INTO YOUR HOME & INFLICTING YOU WITH THEIR CRIME GAME. I COULD HAVE SHOWN THE PICTURES TO WHO I WANTED, WHEN I WANTED, ALL I WANTED, BUT NEVER FELT THE NEED TO SHOW THEM OFF, & BE LOUD ABOUT IT.
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BEING WRITTEN BY:
DEBORAH "DEBBIE" (G-G-) B-KENNEDY HICKS
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