A Husband And Father

Below are the definitions of a husband and a father. This is important in looking at a Family Tree. Being married is the ideal, but not often the case. In this case we are going to look at what a husband is, and what a father is from the viewpoint of a seven year old boy, my grandson, Tyler Hunt.

If Drew Benton’s mother had not died, then Tyler’s mother would have never found me. This is key because this man’s name is on Heather Hanson’s birth certificate. If it was not made clear Heather was my daughter, then Tyler would believe Randall DePiano was his grandfather. Randall begat NO CHILDREN according to his obituary.

“A man who looted $4,000 from a woman’s bank account while posing as Grateful Dead guitar player Bob Weir has been sentenced to two years in prison and fined $500. The sentence was imposed by Alameda County Superior Court Judge Stanley Golde on Randall C. Delpiano, 33, described in a Probation Department report as having “achieved moderate fame by impersonating” Weir. Delpiano pleaded guilty in Oakland Municipal Court last month to one count of using a computer system to steal money. Other charges were dropped in a plea agreement. Authorities said Delpiano befriended the victim’s son and then moved into the family home. While the woman was out of town in October, they said, he took the money from her bank account using her automatic teller machine card.”

“RANDALL CHRISTOPHER DEL PIANO, 50, of Kailua, Kona, Hawai’i, died Sept. 10, 2006. Born in San Francisco. A sound design engineer. Survived by wife, Linda; father, Richard; stepmother, Joan; brothers, Joshua, Steven Ellis, Scott and Michael Pondella; sister, Sherri Sikora”

husband

a married man, especially when considered in relation to his wife.

father

1.
a male parent.
2.
a father-in-law, stepfather, or adoptive father.
3.
any male ancestor, especially the founder of a race, family, or line; progenitor.
4.
a man who exercises paternal care over other persons; paternal protector or provider: a father to the poor.
5.
a person who has originated or established something: the father of modern psychology; the founding fathers.

16.
to beget.
17.
to be the creator, founder, or author of; originate.
18.
to act as a father toward.
19.
to acknowledge oneself the father of.
20.
to assume as one’s own; take the responsibility of.

In June of last year, Vicki and I called a family truce for the sake of our nieces, and especially Drew whose father was about to die. Vicki paid for Heather and Tyler to fly to Bullhead City for a family reunion. I would also complete the procedure of making my daughter my Trustee in regards to the monies my aunt and uncle June and Vincent Rice left me and members of my family.

In December, Heather’s new boyfriend is calling me a “parasite” in a telephone conversation that he began with these words;

“You are about to lose your daughter and grandson.”

When I asked Heather whether she thought I was a parasite, too, she said yes. I then asked her if she believed this – before she came to Bullhead City to become my Trustee. She said she did. I then became alarmed, for calling a human being a “parasite” is to make that person, less then human. The Nazis labeled Jews “parasites” and took everything from them – starting with their bank accounts!

Below is an e-mail Heather sent me asking me to send her a notorized statement saying I would never write about members of her family, of which I and Vicki are not included. Well, too late for that because I wrote Oprah Winfrey years prior, after my new found daughter, and her mother, my fiance, disapeared from my life.

Above is the log cabin I found for my wife to be, Patrice Hanson, who I doubt was married to Randall DelPiano, who was severely abusing her two sons, aged four and seven. I took this abused family into my home. I gave them sanctuary. DelPiano is a famous person amongst Dead Heads, thus he is in the public domain. So is my later sister. Heather wanted to be in Rosamond’s biography – and my autobiogrpahy!

Above is a photo of Vinnie, Mark, and myself. He gave me tha Ford you see. My uncle helped Christine when she was a single mother with Shannon. He was like a father to the four Presco children. He was a husband with no children.

Jon Presco

Copyright 2012

Hell In A Bucket: The man arrested a couple of years back for
impersonating Grateful Dead guitarist Bob Weir has been at it again.
Randall Delpiano was arrested in the East Bay community of Walnut
Creek after his parole officer recognized his photo in a local
newspaper. Delpiano was paroled from state prison last April after
serving 15 months on fraud and theft charges stemming from a $5,000
robbery, and at that time had convinced a newspaper reporter and a
radio DJ that he was the Dead’s rhythm guitarist.
In August of this year, Delpiano again began impersonating Bob Weir.
One of the individuals he bilked, Ken Whitaker, admittedly not a
Deadhead, recalled the experience: “He seemed to know everything
about the Grateful Dead. He told stories for hours and he played the
harmonica extremely well. We didn’t know then that the real Bob Weir
doesn’t play harmonica. He said he was being hounded by the press
over the death of their keyboard player Brent Mydland.” Oakland
police spokesman Sgt. Stanley Bicker was very familiar with
Delpiano’s scam. “Side by side, they don’t look alike, but in their
photos and from a distance, they do,” he said of Weir and Delpiano,
adding, “The really committed Grateful Dead fan knows that Mr.
Delpiano is not Bob Weir.” For the two weeks he stayed in Walnut
Creek, Delpiano made such a splash with the locals that they bought
him dinners and provided sexual favors, and he obliged them by
signing autographs. His scam ended when a friend of Whitaker’s, a
Deadhead, exposed Delpiano as an imposter. Delpiano was ultimately
arrested for failing to report to his parole officer and was
remanded to the state prison to serve out the rest of his five-year
sentence.

Weir Impersonator Is At It Again DISCOVERY BAY Calif A harmonica player who has been jailed in the past for impersonating Grateful Dead guitarist Bob Weir allegedly has been at it again police say Oakland police are looking for Randall Delpiano to arrest him on a warrant accusing him of stealing and violating his parole after serving 15 months on fraud and theft charges Sgt Stan Bricker said Friday Bricker questioned Delpiano two years ago after he was charged with bilking a woman out of He was accused of gaining her confidence by im personating Weir He was paroled in April Bricker said Delpiano told him he gets some satisfaction out of pretending to be Weir Delpiano resembles Weir who doesnt play harmonica People like him when they think hes Bob Weir Bricker said Grateful Dead publicist Dennis McNally called Delpiano a professional con man who has got an emotional problem Bricker identified Delpiano as the man who alleg edly has been impersonating Weir in the communi ty of Discovery Bay in Contra
Costa County

http://tv.dir.groups.yahoo.com/group/oprah_winfrey/message/749

I will agree to that if you agree to the following.

Also, I have seen form letter for your resignation that will require a complete accounting. This will take time – you may not have. It will cost me a $1,000 dollars to have Cornerstone be the Trustee, and they charge $75 an hour.

Possible solution: You remain Trustee – if

a. you can manage to send me a bank statement on time.
b. you do nothing else but send statement.
c. you pay back what you owe in payments.

I do not need to purchase anything else. Continuing auto-pay of my major bills from Trust will allow me to put money in savings each month. You stay in my Will.

John Presco

a. You will sign a notarized letter stating you will not defame me or anyone I am close to on the Internet or any other form of media. This includes me, Bill, Linda, Flip, my mom, Matt and Katie and Tyler (Internet defamation is illegal and I will not tolerate it)

b. You will remove anything you have published in which you have negated me and others in my life.

c. You apologize for all the horrible things you have said.

d. You get help for what ever condition you have that causes you to be so paranoid, irrational, and abusive.

I trusted you to be in my life. Let you know everything about me and those I am close to and some how, when you get angry, you find a way to twist information and make everyone out to be sick, evil, and abusive. That is not my reality and never has been. I have not always been perfect but I always learn from my mistakes and move on. For the first time in my life I am with some one who is a truly good man who walks a straight path. He is loved by not only me but Tyler and the rest of my family. We are living a very happy and healthy life together and anyone who has spent time with us will agree. I might consider other wise if others were observing what you do but that is not the case. No one but you seems to think we are raging abusive alcoholics. You have made many untrue accusations about me and many others and it is just not right. How can you be trusted? It is ok if you have a mental condition but it is not ok to not be getting help and continue being so destructive. Your defamation attacks have to stop. They don’t help anything and they are very hurtful. I want you to know that I have never had anyone be so abusive and cruel to me as you have and if you can’t see that behavior is wrong than I can not trust you and I can not be your trustee. Please do not put me in your will.

With your permission I will use money from the trust to buy envelopes (large enough to fit a statement in) and stamps to send you statements to you every month.

Sent from my iPhone

On Dec 9, 2011, at 5:41 PM, John Ambrose wrote:

I did recieve scanned statement, but could only read balance. Why can’t you make a copy and send me the original?

Those emails are very good examples of how good you are at changing the truth around so to prove that everyone is doing something to hurt you in some way. I wish I could make you see the truth but I now know from experience that you wouldn’t know the truth if it was staring you in the face. You have found a way to condemn those who love you for what ever reason and that is how you pushed me away in the first place. 

I can go on and argue the truth but you won’t believe me anyhow so I will just let you be right. I am sorry that everyone has betrayed and abused you. We are not the first and we won’t be the last. I am so sorry you are stuck in a world full of evil, fucked up people. You are such a sweet, kind and forgiving man and you not deserve such treatment. Why can’t we all be as perfect as you. It must be scary living in a world where you can’t trust anyone. You should stay far away from us we are too toxic to be around someone as pure and perfect as you. 

Because your best friend, Leah, was utterly rejected by her father she had recently united with, you and your mother had to consider what you would do if I rejected you. You wanted to be in that biogrpahy, because in my second conversation with Patrice, she asks;
 
 
“I don’t recall anything about us being together, Can you fill me in!”
 
Who knew how quickly I would close the door?
 
Anyone who reads your e-mail is going to read a real tragedy, being, you have no natural family bond with me, like the people on your list, because I was not there in your formative years. I was not seen as FAMILY. You have no instinct to be on my side, take my side, right or wrong !
 
Men is prison are visited by their children who swear their fathers are innocent! I will never know what this is like. With joy, you and take my grandson from me – and put him in Bill’s arms!
 
How soon did Patrice and you realize I was the only one in my family with no money?  Some family member had it, because there was the Carmel gallery of a world famous DEAD artist! 
 
 
You and your mother – are evil!

My famous sister drowned on her first sober birthday in Alcoholics
Anonymous. My family blessed the biography I was authoring until
again I began to question the account of how Christine drowned, she
allegedly swept off dangerous rocks by a freak rogue wave. The new
owner of the Rosamond gallery, Stacey Pierrot, hired a ghost writer,
Tom Snyder, who threatened me with attorneys if I did not sign the
exclusive rights contract he mailed me that would have prevented me
from publishing my memoirs. I was considering contributing to
Pierrot’s biography at the time. I will be nineteen years clean and
sober on April 7th.

Here is my book review of Snyder’s biography. There is evidence he
lured my newfound sixteen year old daughter into the camp of my
family who have never supported my sobriety, and in all appearances
were threatened by Christine’s sobriety as well.

http://www.geocities.com/winemaking/cr_bio2.html

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christine_Rosamond/message/41
http://www.relix.com/archive/17-6-BayAreaBits.phtml
http://www.rosamond.com/
http://winemaking.jackkeller.net/rosamond.asp
http://hilliardgallery.com/rosabio.html
http://www.noblecorp.com/governance/board.html

My daughter’s mother was married to a famous Con Artist, Randall
Delpiano, who was arrested twice for impersonating Bob Weir of the
Grateful Dead. I was not sure I had a child until this mother
responded to a call for contributors to my sister’s biography posted
on Pierrot’s Rosamond Gallery website. My daughter disapeared from
my life for two years. She formed a bond with my family I am
estranged from, behind my back. There was talk of a movie. Carrie
Fisher was working on the screenplay. My daughter is a singer and
actress, her mother a Stage Mom. I am now wondering if she and her
mother are still in contact with Randall Delpiano.

There is a wierd form of indentity theft going on here that has all
but destroyed my Miracle of Recovery. Here is my niece’s attorney
accusing those who opposed me of fraud. Lawrence Chazen is an ex-
partner in my sister’s first gallery and is and investor for the
wealthy Getty family. Chazen is a partner of Gavin Newsom and Nancy
Pelosi in the Plumpjack restaurant and windery.

John Presco

“In my 16 years as a member of the State Bar California, I have
never experienced a more deliberate fraud on any court or more
reckless and calculated attempt to fraudulently take control of a
probate estate at the exclusion of the lawful heirs and total
manipulation of a tester’s intent that the present efforts of
Attorney’s Robin Beare, Lawrence J. Chazen and Garth Benton, the
descendants former spouse.

Tom Snyder begins the biography of my late sister with an account of
her death, she drowning at Rocky Point near Carmel. Why he titles
this chapter ‘Big Sur’ is the first inaccuracy (of many) that fills
this book, and thus it can not be taken as a legitimate biography of
a world famous artist, but rather a commercial advertisement.

Mr. Snyder was hired by the owner of Rosamond Publishing to
compose “a life sketch of the artist Rosamond” and thus, it is just
that — sketchy! Disregarding the Art World altogether, who perhaps
just wanted a few facts, Mr. Snyder relies heavily on my drunken
aunt Lillian for much of our family history, and thus this is why we
are mistakenly told; “The girls’ father was a major donor to the
genetic pool of artistic talent and cloudy spirituality that would
later surface in the granddaughter Christine. A published author and
poet (pen-name: Royal Reuben Rosamond), Frank was said to be the
source, if not the credited writer, of the story upon which
Hollywood’s first full-length motion picture, ‘The squaw Man,’ was
based.”.

Not bothering to check whether Lillian was credible, or cloudy, a
quick search in the internet reveals that it was Edwin Milton Royles
who wrote ‘Squaw Man’ that ran as a play until Cicel B. DeMilles
bought the rights and made it into a movie. Royal never lay eyes on
his grandchildren. Mr. Snyder didn’t even get the dates of my
parents deaths right proving there were more interesting things to
attend to, such as millions of dollars worth of prints Christine
willed her two daughters. Contrary to expectations, these prints
were not being gobbled up just because a famous artist had died. In
anticipation of this, members of my family were being ruthlessly
disqualified.

This neglect of our simple family history is just one of many
transferences of ownership, and false projections Tom makes,
including the total disregard for existing Copyrights, and the
truth. Often contradicting himself, Mr. Snyder resorts to playing
God. With a flare, he hands out honorary family memberships to
outsiders, and shovels my twelve-step program at drunks who never
wanted it. He also does a job on my family tree, he banishing those
who he has judged have done harm to the abused Rose of the World,
and blesses those he has found to be without sin against Christine.

Mr. Snyder’s’ boss, Stacey Pierrot, the said owner of Rosamond
Publishing, has hired this Ghost Writer to do some serious grafting
here, she desperate to explain how she came to own my families
artistic legacy. Ms. Pierrot’s statement that she is giving my two
nieces royalties from the sales of their mother’s artwork, appears
to be false, as no one has bothered to be sure Shannon is getting
her due. Yesterday I filed a missing persons report with the
Monterey Sheriff’s Department in regards to Shannon’s disappearance,
she surfacing in regards to this inquiry made by someone who had
befriended her, and was seeking to help her.

Being a serious artist most of my life, my work touring the world
when I was eleven and again at sixteen, I am now forced to expose
how destructive my late sister’s success became, not only to
herself, but to all around her. For many years I have been concerned
about the affect Rosamond’s brand of success has had on the
integrity of art. The criminality that continues to permeate her
commercial approach is on par with what is going on in the financial
world.

With Mr. Snyder’s introduction of my twelve-step program, I must
seriously question where Tom gets the criteria and authority to make
the judgments he does throughout this sketch. Tom claims he too was
sexually abused, but, this hardly makes him a authority, or an
honorary member of Rosamond’s family. All four of the Presco
children were abused in every conceivable way, thus all four of us
long ago paid our dues to the Rosy Club Tom now Chairs. Not once do
we hear a first-hand account of this abuse from the victims, thus
one can make a strong case these victims are being exploited, we
once again made naked and shamed so Ms. Pierrot can enjoy more
profits and own more bragging rights — while Shannon, a real
victim, cannot get a stranger to believe she is the daughter of a
famous artist. Shannon should have been running her gallery her
mother left her, and her half sister, who was nine years of age when
their mother drowned. What went wrong?

It has long been my hope, as well as was it Christine’s, that the
Family Art – now coupled with the Family Recovery – would continue
to produce Miracles, the foremost being, how did severely abused
children manage to rise above the ashes of despair like Phoenix
Birds. Here is Mr. Stimic trying to protect my niece from utter
destruction.

Hell In A Bucket: The man arrested a couple of years back for
impersonating Grateful Dead guitarist Bob Weir has been at it again.
Randall Delpiano was arrested in the East Bay community of Walnut
Creek after his parole officer recognized his photo in a local
newspaper. Delpiano was paroled from state prison last April after
serving 15 months on fraud and theft charges stemming from a $5,000
robbery, and at that time had convinced a newspaper reporter and a
radio DJ that he was the Dead’s rhythm guitarist.
In August of this year, Delpiano again began impersonating Bob Weir.
One of the individuals he bilked, Ken Whitaker, admittedly not a
Deadhead, recalled the experience: “He seemed to know everything
about the Grateful Dead. He told stories for hours and he played the
harmonica extremely well. We didn’t know then that the real Bob Weir
doesn’t play harmonica. He said he was being hounded by the press
over the death of their keyboard player Brent Mydland.” Oakland
police spokesman Sgt. Stanley Bicker was very familiar with
Delpiano’s scam. “Side by side, they don’t look alike, but in their
photos and from a distance, they do,” he said of Weir and Delpiano,
adding, “The really committed Grateful Dead fan knows that Mr.
Delpiano is not Bob Weir.” For the two weeks he stayed in Walnut
Creek, Delpiano made such a splash with the locals that they bought
him dinners and provided sexual favors, and he obliged them by
signing autographs. His scam ended when a friend of Whitaker’s, a
Deadhead, exposed Delpiano as an imposter. Delpiano was ultimately
arrested for failing to report to his parole officer and was
remanded to the state prison to serve out the rest of his five-year
sentence.

My famous sister drowned on her first sober birthday in Alcoholics
Anonymous. My family blessed the biography I was authoring until
again I began to question the account of how Christine drowned, she
allegedly swept off dangerous rocks by a freak rogue wave. The new
owner of the Rosamond gallery, Stacey Pierrot, hired a ghost writer,
Tom Snyder, who threatened me with attorneys if I did not sign the
exclusive rights contract he mailed me that would have prevented me
from publishing my memoirs. I was considering contributing to
Pierrot’s biography at the time. I will be nineteen years clean and
sober on April 7th.

Here is my book review of Snyder’s biography. There is evidence he
lured my newfound sixteen year old daughter into the camp of my
family who have never supported my sobriety, and in all appearances
were threatened by Christine’s sobriety as well.

http://www.geocities.com/winemaking/cr_bio2.html

http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Christine_Rosamond/message/41
http://www.relix.com/archive/17-6-BayAreaBits.phtml
http://www.rosamond.com/
http://winemaking.jackkeller.net/rosamond.asp
http://hilliardgallery.com/rosabio.html
http://www.noblecorp.com/governance/board.html

My daughter’s mother was married to a famous Con Artist, Randall
Delpiano, who was arrested twice for impersonating Bob Weir of the
Grateful Dead. I was not sure I had a child until this mother
responded to a call for contributors to my sister’s biography posted
on Pierrot’s Rosamond Gallery website. My daughter disapeared from
my life for two years. She formed a bond with my family I am
estranged from, behind my back. There was talk of a movie. Carrie
Fisher was working on the screenplay. My daughter is a singer and
actress, her mother a Stage Mom. I am now wondering if she and her
mother are still in contact with Randall Delpiano.

There is a wierd form of indentity theft going on here that has all
but destroyed my Miracle of Recovery. Here is my niece’s attorney
accusing those who opposed me of fraud. Lawrence Chazen is an ex-
partner in my sister’s first gallery and is and investor for the
wealthy Getty family. Chazen is a partner of Gavin Newsom and Nancy
Pelosi in the Plumpjack restaurant and windery.

John Presco

“In my 16 years as a member of the State Bar California, I have
never experienced a more deliberate fraud on any court or more
reckless and calculated attempt to fraudulently take control of a
probate estate at the exclusion of the lawful heirs and total
manipulation of a tester’s intent that the present efforts of
Attorney’s Robin Beare, Lawrence J. Chazen and Garth Benton, the
descendants former spouse.

Tom Snyder begins the biography of my late sister with an account of
her death, she drowning at Rocky Point near Carmel. Why he titles
this chapter ‘Big Sur’ is the first inaccuracy (of many) that fills
this book, and thus it can not be taken as a legitimate biography of
a world famous artist, but rather a commercial advertisement.

Mr. Snyder was hired by the owner of Rosamond Publishing to
compose “a life sketch of the artist Rosamond” and thus, it is just
that — sketchy! Disregarding the Art World altogether, who perhaps
just wanted a few facts, Mr. Snyder relies heavily on my drunken
aunt Lillian for much of our family history, and thus this is why we
are mistakenly told; “The girls’ father was a major donor to the
genetic pool of artistic talent and cloudy spirituality that would
later surface in the granddaughter Christine. A published author and
poet (pen-name: Royal Reuben Rosamond), Frank was said to be the
source, if not the credited writer, of the story upon which
Hollywood’s first full-length motion picture, ‘The squaw Man,’ was
based.”.

Not bothering to check whether Lillian was credible, or cloudy, a
quick search in the internet reveals that it was Edwin Milton Royles
who wrote ‘Squaw Man’ that ran as a play until Cicel B. DeMilles
bought the rights and made it into a movie. Royal never lay eyes on
his grandchildren. Mr. Snyder didn’t even get the dates of my
parents deaths right proving there were more interesting things to
attend to, such as millions of dollars worth of prints Christine
willed her two daughters. Contrary to expectations, these prints
were not being gobbled up just because a famous artist had died. In
anticipation of this, members of my family were being ruthlessly
disqualified.

This neglect of our simple family history is just one of many
transferences of ownership, and false projections Tom makes,
including the total disregard for existing Copyrights, and the
truth. Often contradicting himself, Mr. Snyder resorts to playing
God. With a flare, he hands out honorary family memberships to
outsiders, and shovels my twelve-step program at drunks who never
wanted it. He also does a job on my family tree, he banishing those
who he has judged have done harm to the abused Rose of the World,
and blesses those he has found to be without sin against Christine.

Mr. Snyder’s’ boss, Stacey Pierrot, the said owner of Rosamond
Publishing, has hired this Ghost Writer to do some serious grafting
here, she desperate to explain how she came to own my families
artistic legacy. Ms. Pierrot’s statement that she is giving my two
nieces royalties from the sales of their mother’s artwork, appears
to be false, as no one has bothered to be sure Shannon is getting
her due. Yesterday I filed a missing persons report with the
Monterey Sheriff’s Department in regards to Shannon’s disappearance,
she surfacing in regards to this inquiry made by someone who had
befriended her, and was seeking to help her.

Being a serious artist most of my life, my work touring the world
when I was eleven and again at sixteen, I am now forced to expose
how destructive my late sister’s success became, not only to
herself, but to all around her. For many years I have been concerned
about the affect Rosamond’s brand of success has had on the
integrity of art. The criminality that continues to permeate her
commercial approach is on par with what is going on in the financial
world.

With Mr. Snyder’s introduction of my twelve-step program, I must
seriously question where Tom gets the criteria and authority to make
the judgments he does throughout this sketch. Tom claims he too was
sexually abused, but, this hardly makes him a authority, or an
honorary member of Rosamond’s family. All four of the Presco
children were abused in every conceivable way, thus all four of us
long ago paid our dues to the Rosy Club Tom now Chairs. Not once do
we hear a first-hand account of this abuse from the victims, thus
one can make a strong case these victims are being exploited, we
once again made naked and shamed so Ms. Pierrot can enjoy more
profits and own more bragging rights — while Shannon, a real
victim, cannot get a stranger to believe she is the daughter of a
famous artist. Shannon should have been running her gallery her
mother left her, and her half sister, who was nine years of age when
their mother drowned. What went wrong?

It has long been my hope, as well as was it Christine’s, that the
Family Art – now coupled with the Family Recovery – would continue
to produce Miracles, the foremost being, how did severely abused
children manage to rise above the ashes of despair like Phoenix
Birds. Here is Mr. Stimic trying to protect my niece from utter
destruction.

Hell In A Bucket: The man arrested a couple of years back for
impersonating Grateful Dead guitarist Bob Weir has been at it again.
Randall Delpiano was arrested in the East Bay community of Walnut
Creek after his parole officer recognized his photo in a local
newspaper. Delpiano was paroled from state prison last April after
serving 15 months on fraud and theft charges stemming from a $5,000
robbery, and at that time had convinced a newspaper reporter and a
radio DJ that he was the Dead’s rhythm guitarist.
In August of this year, Delpiano again began impersonating Bob Weir.
One of the individuals he bilked, Ken Whitaker, admittedly not a
Deadhead, recalled the experience: “He seemed to know everything
about the Grateful Dead. He told stories for hours and he played the
harmonica extremely well. We didn’t know then that the real Bob Weir
doesn’t play harmonica. He said he was being hounded by the press
over the death of their keyboard player Brent Mydland.” Oakland
police spokesman Sgt. Stanley Bicker was very familiar with
Delpiano’s scam. “Side by side, they don’t look alike, but in their
photos and from a distance, they do,” he said of Weir and Delpiano,
adding, “The really committed Grateful Dead fan knows that Mr.
Delpiano is not Bob Weir.” For the two weeks he stayed in Walnut
Creek, Delpiano made such a splash with the locals that they bought
him dinners and provided sexual favors, and he obliged them by
signing autographs. His scam ended when a friend of Whitaker’s, a
Deadhead, exposed Delpiano as an imposter. Delpiano was ultimately
arrested for failing to report to his parole officer and was
remanded to the state prison to serve out the rest of his five-year
sentence.

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1 Response to A Husband And Father

  1. Reblogged this on Rosamond Press and commented:

    In the last twelve hours I was able to gain access to my daughter’s facebook. Heather Hanson had posed herself, her mother, and other people to replicate one of Christine’s paintings. Heather says my late sister was a great lady. My cousin, Dayrl Bulkley said this was her favorite painting, and wished she owned it. Under a beautiful photo of my daughter, Dayrl says; “I wish my mother was alive so she could do your portrait.” I made the misstate of telling Daryl, who I never met, that I disowned my daughter. I was angry. She seemed elated. She never met my FAMOUS sister nor had Heather. The key word is FAME. Daryl had been looking for away to get near my FAMOUS dead sister. Her mother felt my mother left her out. This parasite has been taking delight in seeing me out in the cold, like her dead mother was. This is family revenge using a famous dead person’s painting. I captured this crap on my new cellphone, and will post it when I learn how to transfer them on to my computer.

    My daughter was STOLEN by a sick mother who went back to her very abusive husband. Randall was the BIG PRNLEM, not me. If she told me I was a father, I and my family would have wanted to take that baby from Patrice and Randall. Patrice pointed this child at my sister – since she was born!

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