Monthly Archives: October 2011

The caption for the photo of Christine and her siblings should read; “Haven’t you had enough milk, Christine?” Christine Rosamond is caught in the act of going for some more milk. This world famous artist – to be – took … Continue reading →

My Godfather, Sargeant Skip Sutter, led fifty Oakland Cops against the Hell’s Angels, raided their clubhouse with gloves on, and ended up in the hospital for a week. Skip and Vic went to Oakland High School, and were pals of … Continue reading →

Frank Coakley helped oppress Mario Savio’s FREE SPEECH MOVEMENT. His daughter saw the Angel Christine and vicki saw. When Kay Coakley wanged to go shopping, a Oakland Police squad car took her. The Police in Oakland went nuts again, and … Continue reading →

Pierrot does not want the truth to arrive. What about Julie Lynch and Showtime? Why is it that the parasite who collect the blood that rolls down the cross are able to make all the money? Is it possible, that … Continue reading →

In 1971 I took the Mafia to court for six months, and won my case. They had sent two people to kill me, but they ended up killing a black labrador puppy and smearing its blood all over the the … Continue reading →

When I started dating Melinda Frank, my good friend, Bryan McLean did not approve. “She’s a black widow. Because of her my friend Sky is dead.” Melinda had become close with my sister Christine. She was written up in TIME … Continue reading →

Meet Elmer ‘Big Bones’ Remmer! I did, when I was fifteen. My mother Rosemary brought him over to the house with his wife, who may be in this photo, too. http://tinyurl.com/y4ttjlg http://tinyurl.com/y4ttjlg http://tinyurl.com/y4ttjlg Rosemary would later ask me if I … Continue reading →

Two days ago I told Stacey Pierrot to remove the essay on the Rosamond Gallery webpage, written by Julie Lynch because it is ficticious and harmful to my career as a truly creative human being. In several yahoogroups I identify … Continue reading →

Capturing Beauty – The Movie Chapter One Enter Our Muse Hidden in the shadows of doorway to the closed bar, Rena watched her prey come her way again. He was alone this time, she straining to see his face when … Continue reading →

A week after my sister, Christine Rosamond, drowned, my mother, Rosemary, told me there was talk of a movie being made about Christine Rosamond and her family. A week later, my sister, Vicki Presco, showed me the two hundred and … Continue reading →