Death Cove and Cult

Shamus was running around 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. It is March 26th. Christine has lived in Pebble Beach for fifteen years. She knows the weather. She knows it is cold in the morning. This is why she is wearing her down coat while she fishes. Why was she only wearing her light suede jacket over a t-shirt? She was down in the inlet for 28 minutes. Shamus let it slip that it was “blustery

Catching members of my family IN A LIE, did me no good, because, they are shielded under the long arm of the law provided by the law firm of Robert Brevoort Buck – whose family history I copyrighted! Here is The Bad Liar, Shamus Dundon, Vicki Presco’s son. As I questioned him, I noticed he was not sad his aunt was “killed” by the rogue wave. I asked him what he thought of Christine. We are talking about the first death in my natal family.

“I didn’t like her very much.”

“Your accusations are tiring. I never once said I was jogging around to get warm. You will never find anywhere that I said or wrote that, because it’s completely untrue. I used to term jogging to describe how I got from one rock to another. Also one of your other posts reminded me I did have a headache also. I was sweating.”

When I reposted this, I got the Cold Shoulder from my nephew.

SHAMUS: “I was bundled in a jacket myself the morning she died. It was blustery. I only got hot after running around (jogging maybe) looking for lizards. I doubt she took off the jacket b4 she was taken by the wave.”

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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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…

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