I didn’t talk to one member of my family on the 4th. because I was disowned by Mark Presco for not apologizing to our aunt when I cussed her out for giving an interview to Tom Snyder who said members of our family looted Christine’s house after the funeral. Tom did not include the fact our ancestor, Captain Samuel Rosamond, fought for the Swamp Fox, who is the role model for the movie ‘The Patriot’. Tom and Mark destroyed our family and our family history. Mark insisted I sign that Exclusive Rights contract that Tom Snyder sent me that would forbid me to finish my autobiography about the family artists I began in 1992, two years before Rosamond drowned. Why was Mark allowed to read Snyder’s rough draft? Vicki read Julie Lynch’s rough draft. I asked Mark why he didn’t object to Snyder saying Vicki tried to “staunch the flow” after the funeral, where unnamed family members looted Christine’s house? He knew this did not happen because he came from his hotel room to check on us now and then, to see how things were going. Beside, our ex-brother-in-law had his spy there whom I caught eavesdropping.
“Garth wanted him here to keep us from stealing!” says Lil Vicki, Victor’s favorite child.
“Before the service, Vicki had taken the trouble to go through Christine’s
bedroom, putting her jewelry and intimate belongings out of sight. As matters
turned out, it did little good, for the funeral was not long over before family
members and others were ravaging Christine’s house, taking whatever could be
carted away. The artist’scloset, a veritable mother lode – took the worst
beating. World-class spender that Christine had been, much of the clothing had
never been worn. So whatever still bore price tags was hauled off to be
exchanged for money. Jewelry disappeared, as well as other personal belongings.
Gallery employees and close friends of the family, along with Vicki, were doing
their best to staunch the flow – the estate had not yet been inventoried – but
to no avail.”
Yesterday was the birthday of my late sister, the world famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton. I did not speak to any member of my family who chose to back outsiders who destroyed the creative legacy Christine and I established. My ex-daughter shoved drunks and thugs in my face, boastful brutes who hate art, and hate me. While I am communicating with brave Kurdish women about the women warriors of Kobane, my brother remains in hiding, he angry I did not like his misogynist and racist essays that had failed to label Islamic terrorists “parasites”. For fifty-five years I made the top of his list of worthless people.
Last night on Facebook I read my first death threat from a Muslim in Austrailia, he promising to kill this girl’s family. I told him I have launched a Anti-Slavery Movement that will demand Muslims in western nations to sign the Iron Clad…
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