Christine formed a partnership with her father and sister, and that was her downfall. The four partnership images did not sell. Rosemary anointed my brother to take over Rosamond’s art the day after she was “killed” by a faux rogue wave. It was hoped I would fade away. The last time I saw Rosemary she asked me if I had any children. I told her a seer said I had two, but I never met them. “Why didn’t you tell me?” she said, upset.
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When the world famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, was four, she took a brick and threw it at a large picture window of the vacant house next to our home in Concord California, and shattered it. Either I came upon the scene of Rosamond’s crime, or, she went and got me in order to be a witness of her intentions. Pointing to a phone sitting on the living room floor, she exclaims;
“I wanted to call grandmother and tell her to come get me.”
This was not exactly a worthy scene for the cover of The Saturday Evening Post, with his title
“She just wanted to call her grandmother.”
However, Rosemary thought it was cute, and conducted some PR work with the neighbors who had their doubts. Was my little sister, crazy, like her parents?
The reason Christine wanted to go to Grandma Melba’s house, was Vic and Rosemary Presco…
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