Death Cove and Cult

The Story of Rosamond

Tom Snyder’s account of my nephew Shamus Dundon’s activity, is brief.  Shamus was next to my sister just before she predicted her demise. There are no words from him and my niece Drew, who was next to her mother, too, and heard Christine’s prophetic words? The Rose of the World Cultist would love to have Shamus come speak to them and bring them closer to The Cassandra of our age. Here is the Liar of our Time, until Trump got elected. Keep your eye on the suede jacket – at all times!

“Blustery was definitely not the right word,
especially since little piglet was not carried away by the wind
holding naught but a carrot. Gusts of cool wind would have been a
better choice. Windy would have worked and been accurate. the mph of
the winds I couldn’t/can’t approximate for you. I used the word
Jogging to explain to you approximately the pace I was going from
rock to rock to look for lizards. I was not jogging for excercise, I
was simply scanning the rocks as I went by. To jog by instead of walk
by, #1 gets me from rock to rock faster. #2 it let’s me perhaps
surprise a lizard trying to catch morning sun to warm up. I never did
see a lizard, nor did I have any reason to believe there would be
any. I only explored to see if maybe there were some. (Same reason we
went down to the beach part, to see if there was anything to see…)

After the activity of checking for lizards I did get warm because I
was wearing a jacket. That’s when I gave up looking for lizards and
went back to the guest house. I’ve told you everything I know about
that day, and the events surrounding it. I still haven’t read the
book about Christine.”

For almost two years my seventeen year old daughter disappeared from my life. Her mother moved, closed her P.O.Box, and shut off her phone. A letter was returned, un-opened. I suspect Vicki and her son, Shamus Dundon, told Heather Hanson I was insane, and for this reason I was accusing them of MURDER – out of the blue – for no reason! My report to the Sheriff said that because THEY LIED, all things are possible – including MURDER. I am challenged by Snyder and Shamus to present motive and scenarios.

Heather and her family wanted to be in Tom Snyder’s biography. I saw my child for the first time in 2001, when she was sixteen. Tom lies about the “small sandy cove” that Christine Rosamond Benton DID NOT sit down in, with her back to the sea. You can see the waves breaking in The Cove of Death from the guest house where Vicki and Shamus spent the night. Shamus told me on the phone he saw a plume of water shooting fifty feet into the air.

People are MURDERED to stop them from revealing INFORMATION that may prove injurious to THE MURDERER. Christine was REVEALING dark accounts of family incest. Tom Snyder knew I was giving information on this subject away – for free! He and his boss, Stacey Pierrot, wanted to MAKE MONEY on the abuse of children. They wanted to shut me up, beat me to the punch. Scripts for a movie were sent out. My nieces would see no profits from the book, or the movie! We do not read their accounts. They are at the mercy of Pierrot, the outsider who is manipulating all the family secrets.

Heather being disappeared from my life was the most devastating event of my life that put me in emergency therapy. I was suicidal. Did Shamus care? How about Vicki and Stacey Pierrot? I suspect some people around Christine were driving her TO SUICIDE.

The worst event in Shamus’s life, would not be the death of Christine, but, the rape of Shannon, the adult heir. My brother, Mark Presco, called me up and informed me of this crime.

“Vic raped Shannon, and Christine’s blackmailing him for money in order to get her in therapy.”

When I expressed shock, Christine’s eldest brother said;

“Don’t be a prude. I’ve considered becoming a pedophile myself.”

I just had my first session with Martin Schaeffer, my hypnotherapist. The cruel things Shamus says about me in regards to my offspring, could have been said to Christine, because Shamus hated her. She refused to give Vicki any profits from the partnership she formed with Vic&Vic after the crime. Victor told Shamus he was his – male heir – in place of his sons. My daughter was given a half million dollars of partnership prints that her grandfather meant for his Mexican wife. She never got them. Do you think you can find room for the idea of MURDER in here?

Christine and I believe our father murdered his secretary, who was very open and verbal about Vic&Vicki having a incestuous relationship. Stacey Pierrot and Snyder REVEAL the truth Vic molested his daughter as a child. Why did they not want me to REVEAL this fact? Why did they take my daughter HOSTAGE? The message is clear;

“If you want to see your daughter and newborn grandson – keep your mouth shut!”

Now do you see why I am upset with Murray and the Bulkley’s for refusing to tell me if they are authoring a book about my family. Here is Shamus – Innocent Gallery Child – who helped his mother piles Rosamond prints in the back of his mother’s Rambler the day my sister died!

“I find it hard to believe you are in good standing with anyone. Your
attacks are hurtful and you really need to understand the difference
between seeking truth, and witch burning.”

You got to laugh, or, want to get in a boxing ring with this lying mommies’ boy! Snyder attacks Christine in his book with the help of her ex-lover, Scott Hale. Snyder tricks Lillian into defaming her sister, my mother, which she would regret to the day she died. My aunt is destroyed in this attack. Shamus was in Christine’s house when the alleged looting took place. I kept asking him about – this lie! He refused to TELL THE TRUTH, come to the defense of innocent family members. I was made ‘The Scapegoat’ of all family crimes. My daughter leads the Ceremonial Excommunication with the help of Daryl Bulkley. Did Daryl read ‘When You Close Your Eyes’?

https://rosamondpress.com/2017/03/26/rosemary-and-lillian-are-not-looters/

“You know” she says aloud “if a giant wave came right now, it could take me out to sea, and I could drown!”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cassandra

 

Jon Presco

Copyright 2017

Here is my nephew Shamus trying to isolate me and make me out to be insane. This is perfect for Heather’s aunt and mother who have disappeared my minor child from my life. My aunt Lillian told me Heather has seen Vicki and her son, and, she was pregnant. Lil told me my daughter was going to name her baby girl ‘Lilly-Rose’ after her and my mother.

“I find it hard to believe you are in good standing with anyone. Your
attacks are hurtful and you really need to understand the difference
between seeking truth, and witch burning.”

” Most of the quotes you have of me are accurately represented, but your interpretation of them is near fantasy.”

The Chronicle said the overnight temp would be 45 F. At 10:00 A.M. it
can not be over 60 F. The wind was going to blow at 30 to 35 knots,
which is a “near gale” force. The chill factor would make the air
temp around 42 F. High Tide was at 10:30 A.M. and was going to be 5′
5′” inches.

The call to 911 reporting Christine Rosamond was struggling for her life came in around 10:30 A.M. Sue Barton, a reporter for the Pinecone, wrote;

“It was an idyllic picture. At Rocky Point, on the Big Sur Coast, on March 26 1994, the afternoon sun hovered low in the sky.”

The AFTERNOON SUN!!!!! Click here to see the house and shere drop into the sea. Where are the tide-pools?

http://tinyurl.com/kkhxh

I sent the Coroner and the Pinecone a 40 page report listing many inconsistencies. The Corner changed his report. Sue speaks of a “burnished surface” while the rescue guy I talked said there were whitecaps to the horizon. You can see from the house this was not the time to go tide-pooling. Here is what the water looks at Rocky Point in a moderate wind.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKByWY6bgL4

Here is the video I recently took of Marilyn who I have known since she was fifteen. She would sleep with my sisters when she spent the night. She knew all members of my family. Vicki was eleven when they met.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qrVNQSWn2L8

Here is a photo of Chris who I became close to in 1967. She met my best friend Keith in 1964, and became his lover in 67. We three lived together. Chris would live with Keith and his brother, Brian, who was close with my family, and Vicki’s friend, Pip.

Here is a picture of Michael Dundon and his family. He is Shamus’ uncle. His brother was married to Vicki. Michael and Christine were lovers in 1970. Michael encouraged my sister to take up art in 1971. In 1972, she was the famous artist, Rosamond.

Heather’s aunt and I are in the same family tree. Our blood co-mingle. Linda hates this idea because she wants to be ‘The Big Winner’ and raised my daughter to be a Lover of Money. When I caught Heather in lie, she called me insane. She learned how to lie from her cousin, Shamus who is a very bad liar.

Jon Presco

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posted by Jon Presco 11:07 AM
1 Comments:
Shamus said…

I find it hard to believe you are in good standing with anyone. Your
attacks are hurtful and you really need to understand the difference
between seeking truth, and witch burning. If you put me in water,
I’ll most likely float. The amount of knowledge you credit or condemn
me for having is fantasy. Most of the quotes you have of me are
accurately represented, but your interpretation of them is near
fantasy. There’s 2 main points you keep coming back to. Jogging, and
Blustery. Try to remember all the questions you hammered me with on
the phone. I was doing my best to give you details of things from
memory that I wasn’t really taking note of. Like me asking you
specifics on a bath you took a few weeks ago…”How used was the
soap?” “was the shampoo bottle almost empty?” If something dramatic
happened at the end of your bath, those details may or may not come
into sharp relief. Blustery was definitely not the right word,
especially since little piglet was not carried away by the wind
holding naught but a carrot. Gusts of cool wind would have been a
better choice. Windy would have worked and been accurate. the mph of
the winds I couldn’t/can’t approximate for you. I used the word
Jogging to explain to you approximately the pace I was going from
rock to rock to look for lizards. I was not jogging for excercise, I
was simply scanning the rocks as I went by. To jog by instead of walk
by, #1 gets me from rock to rock faster. #2 it let’s me perhaps
surprise a lizard trying to catch morning sun to warm up. I never did
see a lizard, nor did I have any reason to believe there would be
any. I only explored to see if maybe there were some. (Same reason we
went down to the beach part, to see if there was anything to see…)
After the activity of checking for lizards I did get warm because I
was wearing a jacket. That’s when I gave up looking for lizards and
went back to the guest house. I’ve told you everything I know about
that day, and the events surrounding it. I still haven’t read the
book about Christine. I never tried to take your grand son away from
you nor your daughter. The most I ever did was warn her not to take
it personal if you should verbally attack her in the righteous way
you seem to favor. I said that so if you DID yell at her and accuse
her of wrong doings, she would be less likely to give up on kindling
a relationship, not to sabatoge anything you had hoped for. Name one
family member you haven’t verbally attacked in a rightous rage with
venom spewing from your lips. I hope you can at least say you’ve
never done it to your grandson. I never did anything but answer your
questions to the best of my ability. My only failure with you was not
having a photographic memory and having a sub par vocabulary.”

“You said in a e-mail you made the 911 call, but the 911 operator told me a woman made the call, she listening to it when she told me this! I asked her to send a copy of it to the coroner. I sent off my report to the coroner – who changed his report, because he was
told you four were hikers on Highway 1. That is the address on the autopsy report – Highway One!

Mom called me last night after getting an email from Heather. Heather was very upset about the things you said to her. Mom was ticked off at me, accusing me of stirring things up by having Heather contact you, so she wanted me to write Heather to advise her
what to do about it. Mom also said she would call Heather in a day or two to add her 2 cents. I’ve already advised Heather in an email last night. I suggested she may want to wait until after the baby is born to contact you, considering she doesn’t need the extra
stress while she’s present. At that time, I hadn’t read all your rubbish yet about you thinking I was posing as her. I will write her another email suggesting she call you only if you write her an apology. (by the way, write an apology as you would to her, not one you think is going to me as a fraud) long story short, yes mom does have her phone number, yes I could get it from her. No I won’t give it to you without Heathers
consent. You have her REAL email address convince her of your intent and maybe
not all is lost.

In Rosamond-Presco@yahoogroups.com, “Jon Presco”

braskewitz@y…wrote:

Shamus, do you or Vicki – or any member of my family – have Heather’s phone number? Lillian told me she heard from Vicki that Heather was going to have a child. How did Vicki find that out, by phone, or e-mail? Heather was going to name the baby Lillian-Rose, thus she hoped it was a girl? She tells me she I am going to have a “grandson” thus she had a test – hence!

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  1. Reblogged this on Rosamond Press and commented:

    Shamus was running arounnd on this steep hill, full of rocks buried in iceplants. My friend and I found it tough going when we went here. Shamus does say he had a headache, yet, he is reading a book in guest house that overlooks the cove. Why? So guests can get a great view of the giant plumes that shoot fifty feet into the air. “Blustery was definitely not the right word,
    especially since little piglet was not carried away by the wind
    holding naught but a carrot. Gusts of cool wind would have been a
    better choice. Windy would have worked and been accurate. the mph of
    the winds I couldn’t/can’t approximate for you. I used the word
    Jogging to explain to you approximately the pace I was going from
    rock to rock to look for lizards. I was not jogging for excercise, I
    was simply scanning the rocks as I went by. To jog by instead of walk
    by, #1 gets me from rock to rock faster. #2 it let’s me perhaps
    surprise a lizard trying to catch morning sun to warm up. I never did
    see a lizard, nor did I have any reason to believe there would be
    any. I only explored to see if maybe there were some. (Same reason we
    went down to the beach part, to see if there was anything to see…)
    After the activity of checking for lizards I did get warm because I
    was wearing a jacket. That’s when I gave up looking for lizards and
    went back to the guest house. I’ve told you everything I know about
    that day, and the events surrounding it. I still haven’t read the
    book about Christine.”

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