While I was on the phone last night talking to Christine Wandel about how best to inform her daughter Julie, her father is more than likely Ruben Blades, I see Christine Benton’s eldest daughter is calling me. I tried to put a hold on Chris, but lost her. What I am now listening to is a very angry and grief-stricken woman blaming me for much that has gone wrong, because – we are the only ones left! She says my brother Mark is alive, but, I am not sure. Chris keeps calling me back and I put her on ignore. Very few males would have survived our four hour session – in family hell! I had a vision of me and Ruben on the phone, or, at a bar talking about all the family woe. I’m drinking a Shirly Temple.
“You really know nothing about the Anglo-Saxon Race. We really are – very loopy! You Chicanos call us crazy, then go back to writing SAFE songs about South American Dictators – leaving the Gringos holding the bag! American women – ARE NUTS!”
My father, Captain Vic, carried a report about his granddaughter written by the Mexican Police of a small town. It begins by saying it was a full moon, and this might have been the cause of the real crazy happenings between Shanno, and her Mexican lover – that tore up the town. Shannon had gone down to sell time shares. Above is my father with his best friend, Ernie Quinones, whose brother was the head of the San Quinton Mafia. The Captain would whip this report out in bar and show strangers what Bad Hombres – the female branch of his family – are! He would laugh when he got to the part of the broken beer bottle – and the slash across the face! Very Macho stuff!
EDITOR’S NOTE: Keep in mind there exist a 276 page autobiography that Christine Rosamond wrote, that has been closeted – disappeared! Any movie based upon Christine’s words would belong to my two nieces. Outsiders did not want my nieces, or myself, to author a biography for the same reason because they would get no profits. They were not in Christine’s Will. Consider what Walter Keane did to Margaret Keane in the movie ‘Big Eyes’.
My niece, Shannon, was twenty-eight when her mother drowned. She claims she was adopted by Garth Benton, and, she changed her middle name to Rosamond. She was the adult named Heir. Drew Benton, was nine when her mother and her supposedly went tide-pooling in a very dangerous place – at high tide!
In an ideal world, Christine and I would have made amends as brother and sister in AA. There would have been, trust, where trust could not be found. I could have helped my niece with the Rosamond Gallery, that would remain in the family for generations to come. I would found my newspaper, Royal Rosamond Press, sooner then I did. Drew, Garth’s, Shannon’s, and my artwork would be shown in the gallery. We would be another Wyeth family. What went wrong? There was a terrible divorce just being finalized when Rosamond died. There had to be a child custody battle. Garth wanted to be free of my sister, and her eldest daughter. Thru Drew, Garth would own it all. Christine’s two named executor’s dropped out. They forsake the sacred trust Rosamond gave to them, and in signed documents, handed it over to Christine’s tormentor. There was a restraining order.
Here’s the bottom line. If I was at Rocky Point with members of my family, my sister would be alive!
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I drove down to Carmel to attend Christine’s funeral with Michael Harkins. Michael was a Private Detective, trained by Bill Lindhart, who was hired by Cayrl Chessman. Michael had done detective work for Bruce Perlowin ‘The King of Pot’. He was married to Bruce’s ex-wife. Oliver Stone’s people wanted Michael’s antidotes about his good friend, Jim Morrison. Michael was a good friend of the Beat Poet, Michael McLure who befriended Jim. Micahael was a big pot smoker, like the fictional character.
Michael offered to police the big party Mary Anny Tharaldsen and I had at her house after we got married. Shannon Benton met Mary Ann at my brother’s house, after our wedding. Shannon, was set up for an arrest. As we drove to Carmel, Michael was on the job. Pynchon’s movie ‘Inherent Vice’ will be out in two days. Above is the affidavit that Shannon’s aunt Vicki filed. Garth’s attorney, Robin Beare, suggested my niece be kept in jail to teach her a lesson. Michael helped find a buyer for Vic Presco’s family partnership prints. When Vic called Beare, she was shocked to learn he existed – and the 8,000 Rosamond prints produced for the three family partners, Vic, Vicki, and Christine.
What we are beholding here folks is a MAJOR FAMILY ART IDENTITY CRISIS, more profound then the identity crisis the Keane family had. With the success of the movie ‘Big Eye’, I can hear the rustle of the wings of the Gallery Gargoyles, as they swooooooooooop down to conduct another feeding frenzy.
Three weeks after my sister, the world famous artist ‘Rosamond’ drowned, the adult heir is arrested for trespassing and removed from her mother’s home in Pebble Beach. After Shannon Rosamond demanded her mother’s cremated remains, Garth Benton, set his ex-wife’s ashes out on the stoop, and slammed the door. There was a restraining order forbidding Garth to get near Christine who accused him of stalking and harassing her. Above is the affidavit Vicki signed.
On January 27, 2014, a deputy sheriff in Montana, told me my must, Rena Easton filed stalking charges against me. I was told I could be arrested if I make contact with an old girlfriend I had not seen in forty-four years. Rena red my blog where I nominated her as the must of famous sister – too! I was Christine’s teacher, and am her biographer who has put together some incredible history that enhances Rosamond’s fame, and the fame of our muse. Why would the Hier of the Rosamond creativity, and the Family Biographer have j
On May 4, 2005 I had some very disturbing news from Mrs. Barbara Layne who resided next door to the home at Rocky Point where Christine Benton was a guest at when she drowned. Barbara talked to Vicki Presco just after our sister was taken away in a ambulance. Ms. Presco told her Christine and her husband, Garth Benton, were invited to stay the weekend at this seaside home, by their friend, Alan Fox, in order to bring about a reconciliation of their marriage. Ms. Presco told Ms. Layne Mr.Fox wanted them to spend the weekend in his home, and perhaps in a romantic setting they could repair the terrible riff in their relationship that had become very volatile, they both filing restraining orders against each other. Ms, Layne was shocked to learn I had not heard of this attempt.
So was I.
Mrs. Layne then told me Alan Fox was in a awful hurry to sell his Rocky Point home, and did so within a month of Christine’s death. The new owners told Ms. Layne they were amazed at what a good deal they had gotten. This is important as my sister refused to tell me who the owner was when I asked a month after our sisters death. She asked me why I wanted to know. I told her I was going out to Rocky Point and wanted to talk to them while I was there. Vicki said it did not matter, as they were only there temporarily and had moved out. This is when I had a falling out with my surviving sister.. Mrs. Jacci Belford, Ms. Pierrot, also stopped talking to me.
After this conversation with Vicki, Ms. Layne left the part of the home where Vicki, he son, Shamus Dundon, and Drew were staying, and encountered Garth Benton who had just drove up and got out of the car. Mrs. Layne asked him is he was the “reconciling husband” and Garth said he was.
I asked Mrs. Layne if anyone else got out of the car, or was sitting in the car. Ms. Layne was; “No”. This contradicts the testimony that Mr. Benton gave Tom Snyder in Pierrots commissioned biography where we read how sorry Mr. Benton was when he made this comment to his girlfriend sitting next to him, just after the ambulance carrying Christine passed them going the other way into town; “Were’ free, and Drew is saved”
“It was Christine’s weekend to have Drew, Garth says. “And we drove over on Friday, I think it was. Drew got in the car, I said goodbye, and off they went. Next day, the phone rang sometime before noon. It was Drew. ‘Dad, Dad’ she said, ‘you’ve got to come and get me. Mommy went into the ocean and they’re fishing her out now. And Daddy…she looks very ill and she’s cold’. I told Drew to get Vicki, who was by then nearly hysterical, and we’d be there. “I called a beauty shop where Nina was having her hair done, and said, ‘Christine has drowned. She’s dead’. No one had told me that, I just knew.”
A few minutes later, on the way down toward Rocky Point, I had a reaction in the car with Nina that I feel so terrible about, and I’ll tell you. We were almost there, when an ambulance passed us, going the other way. We both realized it was carrying Christine. My mind flashed back over the last last few months and years, and all the anguish for Nina and Drew and me, even for Christine. I was crying, and I turned to Nian – this is what I am ashamed of – and I said, ‘We’re free. And drew is saved.”
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