The Story of Rosamond
Lying Tom Snyder says Rosemary and Lillian were high on “shelling”. This word is not applicable to going down to the sea, but rather, to bombard with shells. Tom let’s Rosamond’s fans have it! He pounds them with bullshit, then, demonizes Christine. She is out of control, not in her right mind. She is a danger to herself and others around her.
The Bentons lived about six miles from Asilomar State Beach which is known for it tide-pools. How many times did they take a quick jaunt to this SAFE beach in order to appease their raging addiction? How many shells do they have piled up at home? It could be said;
“If you’ve seen one tide-pool, you’ve seen them all!”
Did there exist laws and beach etiquette back when, where taking any sea items is frowned upon, or, illegal? Why aren’t we reading a in depth account of what happened from Sane Shamus Dundon? His wife closes Snyder’s book with warnings about THE DANGER! Dayrl Bulkley complains about all the dysfunctional men in our family, and points out my flaws in order to bond with my offspring – and shut me out! None of my actions, or, BAD JUDGEMENT ever resulted in the death of a family member. Snyder does blame me for Bill’s suicide in a very devious way. Why is Shamus avoiding the limelight? He could have said this;
“I went ahead, or course, because I am an abled bodied male in the Air Force. I am sound of mind! I like to make sure all members of my family – ARE SAFE! No sooner out the door, I feel a fierce headache coming on. Down at that inlet, the pain is so bad, I am forced to go back up to the house where I run around looking for lizards. Squinting to see them did not help. After that, everything is a blur! If only I was not disabled by the headache, I could have seen the danger, not let my aunt sit down on that “final rock” and thus, she would be alive today. Drew would be a much happier person, as would my crazy uncle, the deluded and dangerous one. I was forced to hide his seventeen year old daughter from him. I probably saved Heather’s life. I think he wanted to kill her, Yes! That’s the ticket. Stop looking at me, and scrutinize Jon Gregory!”
I sent my report to the Sherriff and Coroner saying Shamus had Vic’s fishing poles in his hands. I suspect guests of Christine’s First Sober Birthday were going to dine at the Rocky Point Restaurant. Rosamond had very rich friends. I think Shamus was high on fishing, and, he made a mind-movie of him walking into the kitchen and throwing down a shit-load of big fish!
“Here ya go, cookie! Never let it be said a Dundon does not take of his hungry kin!”
Note how the young woman INSTINCTIVELY runs away from 500 pounds of water coming at her – even though she is wearing thongs! What happened to Christine’s INSTINCTS after seeing 10,000 pounds of water breaking on the rocks? You would think her nightmare was – still fresh! If this woman had a child, the first thing she would do is grab that child – and lift this child out of harms way! No way would this woman turn her back to the sea if any child were near her. Where is Vicki’s MOTHERLY INSTINCT?
People get killed fishing off these rocks, because they are trying to GET CLOSER TO THE WATER. What would this woman do if her child got pulled in by a wave? Would she take off her dress so as not to get it wet and ruined – before she jumped in? She might want to take off her thongs so she doesn’t lose one and have to come up with a dollar to buy new ones. Was Christine wearing shoes when they pulled her out of the sea? Was she up at the house when Drew ended up in the water? Do you see what I’m getting at?
Watch for the boy climbing on the cliff. Showing off by putting yourself in danger, is a Dundon trademark. I was Shamus’s uncles best friend. Danger is their middle name. If my daughter is reading this, I give you one more chance……..STOP protecting a Dundon!
Actress Billie Lourd, daughter of iconic “Star Wars” actress Carrie Fisher, has responded to the coroner’s report on her late mother in a statement released on June 16, 2017.
Los Angeles coroner’s officials said that Carrie died from sleep apnea and had taken a number of drugs prior to her death, but did not come to a solid conclusion on what caused her heartattack on a flight on December 23, 2016. She died on December 27.
Billie told People in an exclusive, “My mom battled drug addiction and mental illness her entire life. She ultimately died of it. She was purposefully open in all of her work about the social stigmas surrounding these diseases.”
She continued, “She talked about the shame that torments people and their families confronted by these diseases. I know my Mom, she’d want her death to encourage people to be open about their struggles. Seek help, fight for government funding for mental health programs. Shame and those social stigmas are the enemies of progress to solutions and ultimately a cure. Love you Momby.”
Los Angeles coroner officials noted that her death was a result of a buildup of fatty tissue in the walls of her arteries. A full autopsy report is not yet available.
The day before Christine’s funeral, Vicki and I are sitting at the dining room table in our late sister’s house talking about the accident. We make a diagram, or map of the place Christine was swept off the rocks. It is a top view and I we have placed four people in that bowl;
There is silence. I am considering talking to Vicki’s son, Shamus, when my sister gets up and takes the note pad into another room. Shamus and Drew are playing video games in the den. Drew is 9 years of age. My friend comments on how unshook she appears.
Vicki comes back with the pad and puts it down before me, and says;
“I had Drew do this drawing in order to get in touch with her feelings. She moved this person over here. (points to hyphan betwen two top figures) She was not happy with where she placed her. She wanted to be accurate. There are not four people in that cove.”
I questioned Vicki again as to who was down in that cove, and, Shamus was no longer there. I was flabbergasted. I kept my mouth shut. This was a very primitive drawing, something a three year old would do. How would this help Drew get in touch with her feelings – by moving a stick figure over three feet!
When I saw Drew’s drawing that Mark sent me, when Drew was the same age, I knew Vicki had done this drawing. Drew is a gifted artist. No way would she do anything like this – in order to get in touch with her feelings – or for any other reason. Vicki was only gone for five minutes. No way would Drew put down the joystick to do this drawing.
A couple of weeks later Vicki says Shamus was up in the main house playing video games.
“I thought you said that part of the house was locked?”
In another conversation Vicki puts Shamus up in the guest house reading a book.
I get a call from Shamus who is angry. I sent a report off to John Detro who I thought was a reporter for the Pinecone. He is a freelance writer, and has shown my report to his friend, Stacey Pierrot.
Shamus now tells me he got a headache due to it being cold, and left the cove to go rest in the guest house.
“Vicki said you were reading a book – with a headache?”
“I wasn’t reading a book.”