Breaking Bad – With Bad Trustee

I watched Breaking Bad last night. There was an intervention for the Cancer Crisis. My Cancer Crisis began nine years ago. I got radiation treatment for prostate cancer, and lost my ability to have an errection in two months. I had forty treatment, five a week. Not once did Heather call me to see how it was going. She refused to perform her duties as the Trustee for my Special Needs Trust. Her drunken lover grabbed the phone from her at the race tack and said I was about to lose my daughter – AND MY GRANDSON – for calling too much. I paid Heather $20 dollars an hour to do her duty.

Seven years ago I threatened to make a HBO series out of this evil. I now wonder who read this blog.

God sent me a stray cat to help me with my cancer. Brembe would watch me decather, then watch me flush the urine down. The idea of Heather as a healer – revolts me!


Did Bill and Heather Want Me Dead?


Six months after our family reunion in Bullhead City, Bill Cornwell calls me on the phone and accuses me of traumatizing my daughter by calling Heather too many times – after she does not pick up for me!

“She agreed to by my Trustee, Bill, I need her to purchase some things – for me.”

Bill Cornwell was furious I and my grandson had a good talk in the car – after he told me he faked being carsick. He wanted me to give Tyler the cold shoulder and not talk to him. This is a drunken baby lunatic like Trump who Bill reminds me of. He convinced Heather I was a parasite on society. I believe he wanted to throw me in the Grand Canyon to get my money, and get me out of the way.


Bill knew this was the truth, and I knew it really irked him, because after my grandson, Tyler Hunt, got car sick, and Heather took him into the desert to throw-up, Bill said this to me from the driver’s seat;

“You know, Tyler is just faking being sick in order to get attention from his mother. I’m trying to break him of this habit by ignoring him.”

When I was looking at videos I shot two years ago, I noticed I had caught Tyler really being sick. It was Bill’s Dream to drive on Route 66, and being a race car drive, he was really burning up the road on tight curves. No being able to see the road because the high seat-backs, make me noxious. I was not enjoying the feeling of the rear end, sliding, nor was Tyler. I wish I had got my camera out when we stopped, and not after Bill maligned my grandson’s character, he basically saying he was a fraud.

In this phone conversation Bill accuses me of ruing Tyler’s vacation by getting “tired”. This Big Baby is referring to me tiring in the cave he insister we stop in on the way to the Grand Canyon – because of the altitude! Bill rushed ahead, leaving me behind. Tyler turned and said;

“Wait for Papa!”

You can see how fare behind I was in this video. Bill was furious when I came up to this dude who was allegedly ready to propose to my daughter after knowing here – and Tyler – for only two months. He really digs my daughter, but, is having doubts about her son, because, Tyler has behavior issues. Bill of course, does not. So, to make this relationship work, Heather has given her sexy funfilled drunken lover carte blanche to make over my grandson in his image, so he will not long be a malingerer – like his grandfather! It must be something in my genes, that escpaped desvistating my daughter’s life, but, lay this six year old boy – low!

Bill Cornwell is a professional Child Handler like his father the ex-cop and Military Drill Sargent who name I failed to record. This Big Bullish Man is a real G.I. doll and a Tea Party Crazy, who flew to Texas to meet his future daughter-in-law, and her son! Of course he was impressed with Heather, the professionally trained Starlette, but, was not impressed with this six year old boy who was not brought up right. I mean, look at the good job he did on Little Billy!

Bill made my daughter late in getting to the Las Vegas Airport. He had to attend his pit bosses wedding that came up after my sister, Vicki, paid for Heather and Tyler’s fare. She had never met Tyler. Heather’s aunt Linda, her lover, were too alcoholic to pick us up. Vicki had to get up early for her twelve hour day, and was pissed when she had to wait two hours. I would not let my sister get in the long line of cars at the MGM where Bill was going to go on a two day drunken bachelor party thingy-wingy, which they made some movies about! He later let me know he had to walk two blocks.

When Heather and I went to pick him up at the Greyhound, we were twenty minutes late. Bill was struggling to get in some shade because it was 110%. Bill was really hung-over and needed a greasy slice of pizza that helps his stomach ache, coats it with grease In the store, I saw Billy Boy trying on cowboy hats, because he got a little burn waiting for us. I bought Vicki a new wooden toilet seat, because the one in the guest bathroom was broken.

I was hoping Billy Baby would get a clue and buy Vicki something to make up for the inconvenience he caused her. Heather’s job was to take care of her Lover Boy, and did not get aunt Vicki anything, either. For the next four days, I saw my daughter buy Bill Beer Boy, one cold one after another to be sure he stayed hydrated! These were not cheap beers! If I was still a drinking man I would have bought Billy the cheapest beer in the cooler, you know, Brown beer, with the duck hunter on the can! And, if he whined at me, I would have kicked his ass!

When Bill started reciting the history of the Vincent Rice Trust, where members of my family were left about a half million dollars, he told me I was being stingy with that money I got from the government. When I tried to tell him I could not spend that money the way he wanted, because a Special Needs Trust was set up for me, he called me a liar. I demanded he put Heather on the phone.

“Did you tell Bill all about my personal finances?”
“Yes!” she spat.
“Because we love each other, and we took an oath to tell each other everything.”

Heather told me Billy Beer gave her a job just after they met, which entailed she being the chief fundraiser for his racing career. Heather did not tell me er and her Bubba Redneck Boy were going to talk about going into the Bar&Grill business with aunt Linda and Flip, who died of acute alcoholism a year later.

Above is a photo of Billy and his Play Bar his daddy bought him so he would stay at home and not waste all his money on the high cost of booze in a bar. Note the nautical theme. This is Billy the Pirate with some mother’s child dressed in a sailor suit. Bill almost had a son before Heather and Tyler came along. Now that he had a woman to cook for him, Little Baby Dearest would not be eating steak at the Steak & Brew, laying out his paycheck, and washing it down with six pack at $8 bucks a pop!

Being she was my Trustee&Daugter, Heather felt she should give me some warning about what trouble was coming my way, lest I screech at her, ask why she did not let me know Billy would be competing with me for all the attention, and for my grandson. In a called she said;

“I’ve decided to downgrade my expectations. I no longer want to be a famous singer. I just want to sing at little clubs.”

Heather did not tell me Bill talked her into hitting up her rich aunt for money to open a Bar& Grill. You see, Bill Cornwell does not have a steady job. He is a handy man who talked someone into drive their race car, because that is Bill’s dream, to be a race car driver. Bill has never won a race!

Jon Presco

Heather Hanson – Backer of Drunks

Above is a pic of Bob Buck and my daughter ‘The Good Witch of Denial’. She is fifteen in this image. For a fee she will wave her magic wand and lay a fine layer of gold pixie dust on the horrific disease of alcoholism our families suffered from, and make it all go away! None of the Hansons were going to be in my autobiography, but for the mention of my daughter, she seen as the reward from my high power for getting, and remaining sober. I could care less if they were drunks – for the time being! After my book was published, I would have had more credibility.  ‘Bonds With Angels’ was begun two years before Christine allegedly got careless, and was swept to her death by a fake rogue wave.

Buck’s law firm prepared Heather’s way. I need a good attorney to champion my cause and go to the Superior Court of Monterey and look in the probate files of Christine Rosamond Benton, and see if my WARNINGS got filed, and, my request for funds to look for my daughter that was introduced to me in a dream by MY angel. I associated this angel with the one that appear to the barren Nazarite mothers and bid them NOT to ingest alcohol so God would give them a child. John means ‘Gift of God’ and was a Nazarite while in his mother’s womb. His father sings Hannah’s Song. I took the Nazarite Vow when I had six months of sobriety. I was encouraged to get a Higher Power. I was childless.

“But the three men who are noted to have been Nazirites for the entire course of their lives (Samson, Samuel, and John the Baptist) had much in common. All three were born to childless couples. Manoah and his wife had been married for some time, and his wife is described as barren (Judges 13:2). An angel appears (a theophany). We pick up the narrative from Judges 13:3-5,

And the angel of the Lord appeared to the woman and said to her, “Behold, you are barren and have not borne children, but you shall conceive and bear a son [Samson]. Therefore be careful and drink no wine or strong drink, and eat nothing unclean, for behold, you shall conceive and bear a son. No razor shall come upon his head, for the child shall be a Nazirite to God from the womb, and he shall begin to save Israel from the hand of the Philistines.”

I finally figured out why Flip refused to shake my hand and why my daughter, Heather, said I was leaving Bill Cornwell out. This came from Linda Comstock’s Anti-Sobriety  campaign that this evil and cunning drunk had been conducting with MY daughter for years. Patrice Hanson knew both her siblings had a problem with alcohol, and were alcoholics – like their father! Craig Hanson was a lone drinker. He had no friends. Heather told me she spent hours on the phone with her uncle. He used MY daughter to get his social needs met. As long as MY child kept calling him up and listened to the sound of ice cubes tinkling in his glass of booze, he would not have to get help. He will ever be a father because he just came out of the closet.

Linda Hanson Comstock will never give birth to a child. She chose not to get pregnant. Was she afraid because of the extreme abuse she and her siblings suffered? Did she know she would have to quit drinking while pregnant? She could not go to the bars and down big pitures of beer – with her baby on her lap! But, she didn’t need to all that motherly crap when she could snatch her sister’s child from her, and make her her own. Linda knew Patrice was lying about Heather being Randy Delpiano’s baby, because they were told, what I was told, that they fought over Randy’s inability to conceive. He died childless.

Patrice did tell me there was a competition, that Linda was luring away OUR teenage daughter with her rich lifestyle. Linda married a rich old drunk who could not get her pregnant – if he wanted to. Heather showed me photo albums of the cocktail parties Linda hosted on the big boat. Everyone had a drink  in their hand. When I was found, and Linda learned I owned seven years of sobriety, and, my autobiography was going to be a Recovery book, this devious lush launched her Pr0-Alcohol campaign……….

“You’re not going to leave me out, after all I have done for you. You are in our will. You are our Heir!”

When Patrice sent me photos of her family, I took one look at Linda, and deduced she was a vicious drunk – and mentally ill! She reminded me of my mother. If you get in her way, she will do anything to destroy you. The person who did all the destroying was Sydney Morris, a member of Robert Brevoort Buck’s law firm. I highly suspect a wealthy person in the background wanted Garth Benton to come out on top, and come away, blameless! Christine wanted her husband to join her in AA, but, he claimed he did not have a problem. However, when you read Tom Snyder’s lying biography, you see this is Garth’s book. Christine is demonized, made out to be MAD by a dude with no degree in anything. He uses my brothers and sister’s in AA so I can not employ them in my book. Snyder buries Christine sober program – and a world famous artist who owned a sober podium! Her drunken family disappeared her Sober autobiography!

My family hated my sobriety and ignored my effort to save my life. They competed with one another to get close to Rosamond’s fame and money, they willing to put up with anything from a famous drunk. Garth led the way. Now that my sister was dead, they all wanted a BIG PAY DAY! They wanted Rosamond’s twelve months of sobriety to be washed away, so alas they can feel normal and undamaged. Monies from the book and movie was not going to Christine’s two daughters. It was going to those parasites who clung to Rosamond, and, suffered so dearly. I…………..was left out!

My evil daughter pretended to love me. Everything I said to her, was repeated in long conversations with her aunt and uncle, who were too selfish to become parents. They were too busy feeling sorry for themselves, and, lining up their next drink. Linda gave MY daughter one of her cocktail dresses to wear at the last attempt to save MY family. Heather never felt like a member of MY family. When I found the big pee stain on the car seat Linda sat in, it was over. Craig and Linda got THEIR child back. For sixteen years I was LEFT OUT of my daughter’s life. I believe Heather was putting social pressure on me so I would take my next drink. She wanted me to slide in a bar stool next to Linda, and say;

“You know, Linda. You’re right. AA is full of shit. It gives low-life scum bags the right to tell lies about rich successful people like you. Can I buy you drink. I am going to drink a Peace Beer with you – just to make OUR daughter happy!”

Below is a photo of Gordon Getty who was a friend of Christine and Garth. Under him is Larry Chazen, Gordon’s financial advisor, and partner in PlumpJack. Chazen was Christine’s partner in her first gallery, and was the No.! creditor. H&P could have seen, or, met Chazen at the Rosamond gallery reopening. Notice the black death balloons.

Alcohol Justice and Charge to Harm went after Chazen and the Booze Brothers. This is a cult. Patrice hung a Rosamond print over Heather’s crib and told her to find Rosamond for years to come. The Hanson Immaculate Conception was aimed at The Rich in order to bring home Holy Nourishment to the Childless Ones. I am reminded of The Day of the Locust. I have a VCR of the Divine Daughter performing for her fake parents. The Dead Balloon ditty was a BIG FLOP. The Legal Dream Team that empowered Sydney Morris, sprinkled Holy Water everywhere – and lost money! Their juggernaut – sank! A reputable Business College should study the Rosamond Probate. Chazen was a CEO of Noble Oil. Embarrassing!

Dark Mark, the Neo-Nazi was there. This millionaire refused to pay my airfare, or, I would have seen my sixteen year old daughter make her grand entrance.

The President of the United States and many elected officials just publicly recognized the huge addition problem ALL Americans are having. The average addict will devastate the lives of everyone close to him/her.  Linda Comstock and Heather Hanson, did much damage to both our families. They should be taken to court and made an example of. The world needs OUR SOBER STORY the story of John, Christine, and Elizabeth.

Patrice ‘The Stage Mother’ made the fairy costume Heather is wearing. Their is an angel on her crown. This is Patrice’s mother who jumped off a sea cliff, and died. She was mentally ill. H&P walked into the Rosamond gallery in order to get in Pierrot&Snyder’s auto-biography – with getting in touch with me – first. My brother was there. I suspect he suggested I be informed I was a father. MY minor child came into the world to relieve Craig and Linda’s agony at losing their mother. Heather was their Angelic Mother-Child. She loved her role. It empowered her.

There needs to be a Judicial Investigation as to why Chazen tried to become Special Executor, and why Sydney Morris did not charge my nieces any attorney fees.

Those who suffer from addictions need to know how I did not take the drink my cunning daughter handed me. This was a great temptation. It will not be my last!

Jon Presco

Copyright 2017


Members of Gavin Newsom’s wine, restaurant, bar, resort and real estate partnerships since 1991:

Kevin & Bronwyn Brunner, John Burton, Casey and Michelle Cadwell, Bob and Barbara Callan, Frank Caufield, Donna Chazen, Lawrence Chazen, Joe & Victoria Cotchett, Michael & Hilary Decesare, Philip DeLimur, Don Dianda, Gretchen Dianda, Edward Everett, Richard Freemon, James Fuller, Stanlee Gatti, Robert Gerry, Andrew Getty, Ann Getty, Anna Getty, Chris Getty, Gordon Getty, Mark Getty, Peter Getty, Ronald Getty, Tara Getty, William “Billy” Getty, Robert Goldberg, Florianne Gordon, Stu Gordon, Gordon Goletto, David Goodman, Arthur Groza, Richard & Martha Guggenhime, Tony and Anthony Guilfoyle, Shelly Guyer, James & Shea Halligan, Bob & Jill Hamer, Erin Howard, Thomas Huntington, Isolep Enterprises (Paul and Nancy Pelosi family personal investment company), Peter Jacobi, Gaye Jenkins, Jeffrey Kanbar, Chad Kawai, David Lamonde, John Larson, Rob Lavoie, Leavitt/Weaver interior designers, Marc Leland, Maryon Davies Lewis, Anne McCutcheon, Chris McCutcheon, Ross McGowan, Rich McNally, Robert & Carole McNeil, Paul Mohun, Robert Mohun, Jeff Morin, Sara Moughan, Terry Moughan, Brian Mueth, Bob Naify, Marshall Naify, John Nees, Barbara Newsom, Brennan Newsom, Catherine & David Newsom, Gavin Newsom, Patrick Newsom,

Tessa Newsom, William Newsom, John O’Hara, Jack Owsley, Pacific Design, Matt Pelosi, Robynne Piggott, James Samuel Powers, Elizabeth Rice, Jeremy Scherer, Paul Scherer, Gary Schnitzer, Steve & Theresa Selover, Steve Siino, Trevor Traina, Chris Vietor, Francesca Vietor, Kenneth Weeman, Nicki West, Justin & Aridne Williams, Kevin Williams, Thomas & Kiyoko Woodhouse.

While still working for Shorenstein, Newsom formed his first business partnership, PlumpJack Associates, to open a wine shop on Fillmore Street. His partner was Gordon Getty’s son, William or “Billy” as he’s called, whom Newsom had known since boyhood. He said Gordon Getty invested between $7,500 and $15, 000.

The wine shop opened in 1992. Other ventures followed. By last year, Newsom had created a network of limited partnerships and holding companies to own and operate businesses and investments in San Francisco, Napa Valley, Squaw Valley and Maui.

Most are part of the PlumpJack group, which in addition to the wine shop includes the upscale PlumpJack Cafe, also on Fillmore Street, the PlumpJack winery and an online wine outlet.

Other Newsom partnerships own two popular Cow Hollow night spots, the venerable Balboa Cafe and the MatrixFillmore bar, which features designer cocktails, a plasma screen video system and tables shaped as letters S, E and X. Other partnerships run the Squaw Valley Inn, or are associated with PlumpJack and Balboa cafes at the ski resort.

And while Newsom contended that Gordon Getty is only one financial backer of many, records show the billionaire is Newsom’s top outside investor, either individually or through his firms and family trusts.

Getty owns 49 percent of the concern that manages all the PlumpJack businesses; 96 percent of the winery; 96 percent of the partnership that runs the Squaw Valley Inn; and more than 80 percent of Newsom’s real estate development firm (recently, Getty and Judge Newsom bought him out, Newsom says). Getty has a smaller stake in the other businesses, but he’s still the lead outside investor in most.

Getty declined to be interviewed for this story. In response to written questions, he said he treats Newsom like a son and invested in Newsom’s first business because of that relationship. “After that,” he said, “the reason for my further investments was the success of the first.”

Getty’s son Billy also invested in five businesses, and other Gettys, including Gordon’s wife, Ann, own stakes in some.

Other investors represent a slice of upper-strata San Francisco: a firm associated with Pelosi’s husband, Paul Pelosi; high-society plastic surgeon Jack Owsley; even TV newscaster Ross McGowan, whose morning news show has often showcased Newsom the politician.

Buy Bill a Bar


“That’s right boy. You eat that cherry, and grow up to be big and strong like me!”

Above is the infamous photograph of my grandson in a bar with a ex-bartender named ‘Flip’ who refused to shake my hand when we met, and gave me a hostile look, like he wanted to go outside and fight me. Flip will soon die of acute alcoholism. This photo may be adopted by Alcohol Justice. Tyler Hunt may be their poster boy.

The reason Flip was so pissed with me, was, he had been convinced I was not doing anything to promote my daughter’s million dollar career as Rosamond’s niece. They never met. Heather Hanson came into my life when she was sixteen. Our story is just like ‘Matchstick Men’ except we are really bloodkin. The solution for my extreme fatherly negligence, was, to get my family to buy Bill Cornwell a bar.

Our uncle Vinnie died and left ten of us a half million dollars in a trust that was handled by a professional attorney. Heather’s kindred thoroughly enjoy/enjoyed our windfall that she and Bill did not see a penny of, thanks to me! Not so with the law firm of Heisinger, Morris and Buck who sold our families creative legacy to two Flim-flam females from Fresno, known as ‘The Caretakers’.  I think they are part of the Fresno Mafia. What! You never heard of the Fresno Mafia? Take note of the name Brevoort. This Dutch family owned a quarter of New York.

Two months after I learned I had sired a child, I lost her. Heather and her mother, Patrice Hanson, are working for a Scientology couple at their bed and breakfast in Sonoma. They have been separated. Heather is living in their home as an opaire to their child. I never lived with my child. After being told I must do volunteer work, and, I could not see my child, I raised hell. I was taken to a Anti-slavery meeting at the home of this head honcho, who was off to Africa with Oprah Winfrey. You can not make this stuff up!

In the next scene, I am sitting with ‘The Sea Wife’ looking at the defunct winery Scientology bought. I had been taken for a tour. The huge winery was being chopped up into Recovery Stalls for addicts and drunks. ‘The Wife’ asks about my famous sister who was allegedly “killed” by a rogue wave. I began to get the Big Picture. Patrice ‘The Stage Mother’ has been making brownie (nose) points by suggesting ‘Rosamond’s Brother’  take part in a special rosy recovery program, modeled after Christine, who died on her first sober birthday.

“We do not honor dead drunks!”

2007-02-05 17:49:00 PST SAN FRANCISCO — San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom said today that he will seek treatment for alcohol abuse.

“Upon reflection with friends and family this weekend, I have come to the conclusion that I will be a better person without alcohol in my life,” Newsom said in a written statement. “I take full responsibility for my personal mistakes and my problems with alcohol are not an excuse for my personal lapses in judgment.”

There would be some major exploitation of the dead which Sydney Morris was all for.  The strange recovery story, written by a ghost writer hired by Stacey Pierrot – who Morris sold everything to – is an abomination! All such stories are written by ‘The Victim’ ‘The Sufferer’, the ones who have conquered their disease. ‘When You Close Your Eyes’ by Tom Snyder was DESIGNED to thwart my recovery biography ‘Bonds With Angels’ that I began two years before my sister drowned.

Snyder would crawl inside my skin and walk about my kindred doing Christine and my twelve step program. He lured my daughter and her mother into his camp in order to apply The Family Seal and make it all official. Tom is not a drunk, and is sane! He owns no degree of any kind. How would Gavin react if a Judge and Executor, ordered a ghost writer to author about his drunken experiences? The proceeds of Snyder’s book – is not going to my two nieces – Rosamond’s Heirs! This Book of Lies reads like the National Inquirer.

I celebrated thirty year of sobriety April 7th. No family member has every congratulated me on remaining sober – against all odds! My family, and their beloved ‘Caretakers’, dare not say in public I was Rosamond’s Mentor, but one. Larry Sidle the father of the adult Heir, Shannon Rosamond. I wrote Morris several letters begging him not to sell ‘The Family Recovery Program’ to outsiders, because WE will need it for generations to come, because, alcoholism in a genetic disease, as is diabetes.

Like my late father, I struggle with diabetes. Five years ago I underwent 45 radiation treatments for Prostate Cancer. Not once did my daughter call me and ask how this was going. I was rendered impotent. There are complications. After a terrible bleeding incident using a catheter, Dr. Brembe came into my life. He is my ‘Companion Animal’.

Here is Doctor Brembe at the catheter station making sure I wash my hands.

I have not conversed with my daughter and grandson in five years, ever since Heather’s aunt (Flip’s lover) took a giant pee in the back seat of the car I rented, and, told a joke that made Tyler laugh. He was sitting next to this drunk who could not hold it in after emptying the big pictures of beer you see in ‘The Ads’ they made and posted on facebook that I insisted they take down, lest Heather’s boss see them – and she gets fired!

I got removed along with the photos. Here was THEIR PROOF, that the only one in the family who has a drinking problem, is me! How dare I slander Team Bill, the race car driver, who never won a race! Bill demands loyalty from his pit-crew. At the Grand Canyon, Bill would not let me drive my rental car claiming he did not want to put his life in the hands of a Mad Man! You got to laugh!

When I suggested to Bill on his facebook, that he talks a good game of ‘Family Values’, but, he has no intention of marrying my daughter – he unfriended me! Respecting your elders – only goes so far!

“Are you sure your father quit drinking? His boxing gloves are cutting my face up like a razor!”

If it were not for me, Heather would be enjoying her first million, as would Stacey. Then, there is the movie they threaten to make from Rosamond’s Alcoholic Tale. ‘Before The Wave’ is yet another attempt to exploit ‘Drunken Christine ‘ in a HBO series!

When I confronted Bill and Heather about the Giant Pee Stain I saw when I returned the rental, they said I was insane! Bill told me I was a ‘parasite’ because I get SSI. Heather agreed. Bill’s father is a Tea Party fanatic, and they both refuse to held Bill’s mother who is confined to a wheelchair due to obesity – a disease that takes the lives of millions!

When I learned Bill was born on my father’s birthday, who was called ‘Bill’ due to his middle name, I was in shock. Heather was born on my mother’s birthday.  Vic and Rosemary, two abusive alcoholics – had risen from ‘The Dead’ – along with the ‘Save Bill’ program I grew up with. Heather knew I would not approve of Bill, and, he had a drinking problem, but, Bill’s ‘Drinking Problem’ was, he could not get enough to drink! Heather had a steady job, and he didn’t. After finding a drinking buddy he get’s to fornicate with, for free, she begins to complain about her credit card bills. A great night on the town with ‘Mad Bill’ could cost as much as a hundred dollars. Who can afford a engagement ring!

This FUNTIME was becoming a problem for Flip&Linda, too, because they were drinking up the legacy Linda’s drunken gold mine left her. When THEY heard about Uncle Vinnie’s legacy, they saw the answer to their prayers. Bill best friends ran a Bar&Grill in Santa Rosa, and when I saw photos of them in their bar, it was clear they were drinking up all the profits. The goal was to get ‘Uncle Vinnie’s Sober Team’ to prop up four drunks in a bar.

It never dawned on them why I own so much recovery. My friend Paul Drake says he took up acting because of me, because of the way I would mess with folks at the bar. When he auditioned for the role of Mick in ‘Sudden Impact’ he said he applied the same foreboding energy I applied – to Clint Eastwood. They were alone in a room.

“I could tell he was scared!” says Mr. Drake.

Take note of the two pitures Linda Comstock has knocked off! Is it time for another HUGE PEE, Linda? In Snyder’s book, Christine and Shannon encounter Clint. Is it possible Flip picked up some of my dormant bad-ass vibes after insulting me in front of my grandson – he too wanting to be seen as a father-figure? Most drunks start off their ‘The Better Me’ program by USING children. Growing up, I was subjected to the latest Bar Psychology going round. While Vic and his men, drank up at Oscars, they got into this Oedipus Rex, ditty. Changing your children into monsters, was much easier than quitting drinking. I would be titled ‘Rosemary’s Baby’.  Vic’s friends laughed.

Linda chose to marry a rich old drunk, rather than a man who could sire a child. She is motherless in vacuous and cruel stage she made. Those pitures used to be mine, when it looked like I would die…………without ever fathering a child. Heather used to be my miracle, my sober reward. I was a real threat! WE were a real threat!

Bill could not conceive a child. How about Flip? If he had children did they get away from him after they got into therapy? Then there is fatherless Uncle Craig, who gets drunk on the phone with my daughter as she tries to heal him – for hours! Heather was raised to be ‘The Daughter of Mother Healer’ who healed her family after her mother jumped off a cliff in order to get away from her drunken and abusive husband. I met Patrice in a bar, and in the morning she asked me to rescue her two sons from her abusive husband.

Is it any wonder Flip wanted to take me outside and beat the shit out of me in front of my daughter and grandson. I am in a ‘Bar Fight’ over a six year old boy. I was ‘The Fly’ in the ointment, the Bad Guy, who would make it all go WRONG FOR THEM. My twenty-five years of sobriety was the monkey wrench in the works. THEY booked me into a casino, where they hoped I would join in on the FUNTIME! At the bar, after hearing Heather get on stage and sing a song, Linda went in for the kill.

“What’s the matter. Aren’t you going to ask your daughter to dance?”

After I threatened to sue the Head Scientologists at the winery, my seventeen year old daughter was disappeared from my life. I was uninvited from her High School graduation. The ‘Stage Mother’ wanted HER daughter to connect with my surviving brother and sister who backed Tom Snyder, who threatened me with attorneys if I did not sign the non-disclosure agreement he sent me in the mail. His evil document, is not an art book. It is a hatchet-job done on a Sister and Brother in AA. The bloody literary tool falls from his hand as he whispers the name of the company who made it………


I could not get anyone to understand, that the reason I reject ‘Their Program’ is – I already have one! When I left Sonoma I took my family to the library and they checked out four books on Co-Dependency, and OUR FAMILY DISEASE! Did they even open them? Is this a unfair question to ask? I think the scales are tipped in my favor!

We have all seen those scenes from Vampire movies, where a human holds up a cross to ward off the advancing fangs of the hypnotic devil. Here, Linda, this Bud is for you!

EXTRA! I just discovered that James Gordon Heisngner died in 2008. With the research I have done on the Brevoort family, we are looking at an amazing Artistic Dynasty, that needs to be preserved, and cast in a true light. I have been considering restarting the Good Templars, and the Nazarite Vow, to take on the Opiate Addition, that is like the plague. Unity can, and must – be achieved! Let us create a creative legacy that will save lives!

I just joined Alcohol Justice that tried to get a bill passed that would tax companies for damage done by pushing alcohol. Mayor Gavin Newsom vetoed this bill that was aimed at PlumpJack Wines. Newsom and Lawrence Chazen are partners in PlumpJack as are several members of the Getty Pelosi family. Chazen tried to get appointed the Special Executor of Christine Rosamond’s Probate, and went up against my niece, Shannon Rosamond, whose lawyer said;

“I am a member in good standing of the State Bar of California and an attorney on record for 50% interest in Shannon Rosamond. In my 16 years as a member of the State Bar California, I have never experienced a more deliberate fraud on any court or more reckless and calculated attempt to fraudulently take control of a probate estate at the exclusion of the lawful heirs and total manipulation of a tester’s intent that the present efforts of Attorney’s Robin Beare, Lawrence J. Chazen and Garth Benton, the descendants former spouse.”

I wrote attorney Sydney Morris a letter beseeching him to not sell our Family Recovery to outsiders who just want to make millions of dollar of my famous sister The Dead Artist, whose funeral fell on her first sober birthday in AA.

“Christine was my sister in AA where we honor living drunks, not dead ones!”

Robert Buck owns the law firm that stepped into to be the Special Executor of Rosamond’s creative legacy after Vicki Presco refused to serve. Robert is connected to the Buck Trust and Institute that is right out of a science fiction novel in regards for searching for the Fountain of Youth.  Robert also owns Del Monte Aviation that flies in professional golfers to play at Pebble Beach. This beats anything Thomas Pynchon could dream up. This is what Heather,  the sixteen year old daughter ‘The Gold Digger’,  was after, Fame, Fortune, and an unending fountain of booze. Heather’s ambition was the be the Most Popular Girl in the World. This is why Linda Comstock told my minor child to un-invite me to her High School graduation. Linda and Flip had major plans for this minor.

I kept telling my daughter; “All’s well, that ends well!” As it turns out the Buck Trust established Alcohol Justice because the Buck family suffered from alcoholism. In Rosamond’s probate are pleas to Morris to respect the family miracle of sobriety, thanks to Alcoholics Anonymous.

Robert B. Buck, President and Principal OwnerBob Buck is the President and principal owner of Del Monte Aviation. Mr. Buck acquired and redeveloped Monterey’s fifty year old Del Monte Aviation in early 1996, using his more than five thousand pilot hours as a guide.Mr. Buck’s development of Del Monte Aviation followed many years of activity in real estate development, agribusiness and oil production. He is a founding partner of the Carmel law firm of Heisinger, Buck and Morris. Mr. Buck is active in charitable endeavors, now serving as Vice Chairman of the Buck Institute in Marin County, California, a medical research facility specializing in the problems of aging.He was the founding president of the Frank and Eva Buck Foundation, which grants college scholarships in Northern California and has been on the Board of the Jeffers Tor House Foundation in Carmel for many years.

Robert B. Buck is the Member of Del Monte Aviation, LLC and inactive roles in five additional companies .

Del Monte Aviation, LLC filed as a Domestic in the State of California filed on Monday, March 27, 2000. This corporation is approximately fifteen years old according to documents filed with California Secretary of State. Del Monte Aviation, LLC also lists CA1AVIATION Flight Charter Mngt as Member.

Robert B. Buck’s additional active roles include:

Robert B. Buck is connected to other officers through these corporate roles. One of the top connections is Michael Couch .

Robert’s past corporate interests include the President of Buck Ranch Company and the Managing Member of Buck Air, LLC Robert has additional archived roles with three other companies including:

Alcoholics Anonymous as a spiritual experience

Only the first of the 12 steps of Alcoholics Anonymous mentions alcohol. The other 11 talk about redemption, restoring moral character, and devotion to God (or other higher power).

From that perspective, it makes sense that a new study finds that Alcoholics Anonymous increases spirituality. But it goes further than that: Spirituality may actually play a role in successful recovery from alcoholism, says research in the journal Alcoholism: Clinical and Experimental Research.

The way that Alcoholics Anonymous members share their experiences of suffering is akin to what happens in a military unit or a musical group or a family, where the idea of “we’re all in this together” becomes particularly strong, said Keith Humphreys, professor of psychiatry and behavioral sciences at Stanford University.

“Someone will say something profound that everyone can connect with beyond themselves, and it can be very moving,” said Humphreys, who was not involved in the study but also researches the effects of Alcoholics Anonymous. “That is a spiritual process.”


Did Bill and Heather Want Me Dead?


Six months after our family reunion in Bullhead City, Bill Cornwell calls me on the phone and accuses me of traumatizing my daughter by calling Heather too many times – after she does not pick up for me!

“She agreed to by my Trustee, Bill, I need her to purchase some things – for me.”

Bill Cornwell was furious I and my grandson had a good talk in the car – after he told me he faked being carsick. He wanted me to give Tyler the cold shoulder and not talk to him. This is a drunken baby lunatic like Trump who Bill reminds me of. He convinced Heather I was a parasite on society. I believe he wanted to throw me in the Grand Canyon to get my money, and get me out of the way.

The former Democratic presidential nominee, who recently declared herself part of the Trump resistance, lashed out at the Republican president’s spending plan in aggressive terms after being honored in New York City by the Children’s Health Fund, a nonprofit organization that helps provide health care to poor and homeless children.

“This administration and Republicans in Congress are mounting an onslaught against the needs of children and people with disabilities, women and seniors,” Clinton charged.

She said the budget, which was released earlier in the day, “shows an unimaginable level of cruelty and lack of imagination and disdain for the struggles of millions of Americans, including millions of children.”

She added, “None of us can remain silent in the face of these attacks.”

Trump’s budget calls for a drastic rollback of programs for the poor and disabled along with a robust hike for the military and border security. The plan, which won’t become law without Congress’ approval, is laced with $3.6 trillion in cuts to domestic agencies, food stamps, Medicaid, highway funding, crop insurance and medical research, among others.

“It hurts the well-being of children,” Clinton said. “It’s time to send a resounding message that we will not stand for this attack on the most vulnerable among us.”

Earlier in the month, Clinton launched a new political organization designed to push back against Trump’s agenda. She said the group would “encourage people to get involved, organize and even run for office.”

Bill knew this was the truth, and I knew it really irked him, because after my grandson, Tyler Hunt, got car sick, and Heather took him into the desert to throw-up, Bill said this to me from the driver’s seat;

“You know, Tyler is just faking being sick in order to get attention from his mother. I’m trying to break him of this habit by ignoring him.”

When I was looking at videos I shot two years ago, I noticed I had caught Tyler really being sick. It was Bill’s Dream to drive on Route 66, and being a race car drive, he was really burning up the road on tight curves. No being able to see the road because the high seat-backs, make me noxious. I was not enjoying the feeling of the rear end, sliding, nor was Tyler. I wish I had got my camera out when we stopped, and not after Bill maligned my grandson’s character, he basically saying he was a fraud.

In this phone conversation Bill accuses me of ruing Tyler’s vacation by getting “tired”. This Big Baby is referring to me tiring in the cave he insister we stop in on the way to the Grand Canyon – because of the altitude! Bill rushed ahead, leaving me behind. Tyler turned and said;

“Wait for Papa!”


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