John Gregory Presco with his grandson, Tyler Hunt
San Sebastian Avenue
by
John Presco
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Why did my niece, Drew Benton, kill herself? There exist no words from her on her Facebook. How odd. Tom Snyder asks Garth Benton to try to get his daughter to tell him about my sister’s death – while a terrible divorce was just ending. Sixteen year old Drew, refused to put her testimony in ‘When You Close Your Eyes’ which did not sell! It demonizes Christine Rosamond Benton – for the sake of Drew and Shannon Rosamond Benton – who were supposed to get proceeds.
So, Stacey Pierrot, and her silent partners, hired another ghost writer, Julie Lynch, who falsely claimed she talked to Christine’s kindergarten teacher. She needs to be put on the witness stand and asked how she found this teacher, and, what is her name? This is outrageous, because Lynch and Pierrot create a Child Art Cult, employing the children and grandchildren of Rosemary Miles, who is demonized by both Snyder and Lynch. Drew Benton grew into an adult having no choice but to JOIN THE CHILD ART CULT! Lynch tried to sell a screenplay titled’ Was Drew – broke?
BEFORE THE WAVE
If it was made into a movie, then Drew would be the living star. Was she pressured by Shamus Dundon and Mark Presco, who told me he read the rough draft of Snyder’s book? Has Detective Holstrum been alerted to the lie – I was jealous of Christine Rosamond’s Art – since I was FOUR? Does Holstrum believe I am going to exploit Drew in my biography? Did Crazy Casey call the Bullhead Police? Where is Mark Presco, who acted like Drew’s Guardian Angel. Mark and his father suffered from depression. I did not. This is why Christine formed a close bond with me – and not Mark ‘The Lump’. This made my brother jealous of me – his whole life!
I am allowed to write about my childhood, that includes my siblings. Hired Outsiders are not allowed to EXPLOIT CHILDREN FOR MONEY! Is Pierrot and her silent partners wanting to exploit another family suicide – FOR MONEY? Are they fighting with me for Drew’s ashes – BEHIND MY BACK?
I have been comparing Christine’s suicide to the suicide of Norbert Davis, and the suicide of Wittgenstein two brothers killed themselves. My grandparents camped with Norbert. The Dundon’s do not appear to be supportive of Drew. Why didn’t they collect money for her cremation, or contact the police? Did they hear threats from Drew that she would take her life?
I have severed all ties with Casey Farwell, who I made no agreement. After I read this I asked;
“Where did four year old Rosamond, get money for fresh batteries?” Did she steal money out of Mommy’s purse – for art’s sake?
“The only time she could express herself was at school or in her closet, by flashlight, when everyone else was asleep.”
“The family appeared to have a strong streak of depression running through it. Anthony Gottlieb tells a story about Paul practising on one of the pianos in the Wittgensteins’ main family mansion, when he suddenly shouted at Ludwig in the next room:
I cannot play when you are in the house, as I feel your skepticism seeping towards me from under the door!
EXTRA! I just found more evidence of CHILD ABUSE. Julie Lync has Christine SNATCHING our little sister, Vicki Presco, and saving her from her crazy family! Shannon Rosamond Benton begged me to come to Bullhead city and see Vicki before she died – but did not tell me – SHE DIED! Neither did her son, Shamus Dundon. Drew was living with Vicki. How many Dundon’s knew my sister was dead? Did they chip in for the funeral? How many of my blood-kin are down on their bloody knees praying I TAKE MY OWN LIFE, because they conspired to ostracize me? Their claim I had nothing to investigate – IS BLOWN OUT THE WINDOW! This is day 25 that my niece had been in – THE OLD!
https://www.amazon.com/When-You-Close-Your-Eyes/dp/0972517502
Rosamond
Feature · Drama · 113 pages
After growing up with a wildly dysfunctional, alcoholic parents, the artist Rosamond takes in her baby sister and tries to give her a “normal” family. But, as Christine rockets to fame at the age of 25, becoming one of the world’s most famous painters, she discovers she’s not always able to leave “crazy” behind.
Written by Julie Lynch
When did the people in this family photo discover Christine was a fantastic artist, who has been hiding in the closet for seven years rendering masterful works of art? What became of the Early Rosamond’s? How many hundreds of dollars did she spend on fresh batteries? Did she sell her art to buy batters? Did Lil Vicki ever catch her sister – hiding in the closet? They shared a bedroom.
I NEVER AGREED TO HAVING MY TELEPHONE CONVERSATIONS RECORDED.
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Not Told Parents and Grandmother Are Dead
Posted on April 11, 2024 by Royal Rosamond Press
Capturing Beauty
by
John Presco
Copyright 2024
Mark Broderick Presco, and Victoria Mary Presco, did not tell me Vic and Rosemary Presco was dead – and dying! They did not tell me that our grandmother, Melba Charlott Wilkins – was dead. They did tell me Christine Rosamond Benton was dead – and Vickie invited me to Christine’s funeral. Stacey was told right away who was dead – and dying in my family because he high school friend told her. It was Jacci that told Stacey Christine was dead – in the Rosamond gallery. Jacci told me a month after the famous Rosamond was dead, she made an offer to buy the entire estate – and pay off the creditors! Vickie knew this – and so did Mark. My sibling said they couldn’t find Shannon Sidle, Christine’s eldest daughter to tell her her mother was dead. Shannon disagrees.
“Christine’s kindergarten teacher said”
Posted on July 27, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press
Julie Lynch needs to take the witness stand and give the name of my sister’s kindergarten teacher, and tell how she found her. I believe we have a case of FRAUD – and ART FRAUD! Christine got sober to put an end to her fraud, and, be seen as a valid artist amongst other known artists. She did not know we are kin to Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, a fact – I proved! Liz belonged to a family of honest art collectors, and honest art dealers. Christine does not want to see her brother being castrated as an artist, by a author whose movie script, had my niece, Shannon, crying on the phone Christmas Eve. Have you no decency? This is CHILD ABUSE! This is USING abused children to get your economic needs met. A fake excuse is employed about what a shame it is there is no existing artwork of a child – because of her brother owning talent. What became of my artwork that caused my parents to believe I would be a famous artist?
John Presco
THE BEGINNING: Oakland, California If Christine’s parents had embraced her talent, there might be existing works from her childhood, but this was not to be. Fearing that Christine would steal her brother’s spotlight as the family artist, Christine’s mother, Rosemary, forbade Christine to draw at home. The only time she could express herself was at school or in her closet, by flashlight, when everyone else was asleep. Though we don’t have images to prove it, Christine’s kindergarten teacher has said that, by age five, Christine was already drawing with adult skill. She can remember Christine’s pictures of animals having near perfect detail and perspective.In addition to oppressing Christine artistically, Rosemary also dominated Christine with physical violence. Trying to support four children with only a high school education and little help from her alcoholic husband, Rosemary was often enraged. She took this rage out on Christine and Christine’s earliest known works reflect it. In Teenage Drawing II, her subject is reticent and withdrawn. In Teenage Drawing III, the woman looks shocked and angry.
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Julie Lynch – Sexpot
Posted on March 26, 2016 by Royal Rosamond Press
Before the Wave: The Life Story of Christine Rosamond
Drama
Not yet released
When the idealistic artist known as Rosamond defiantly emerges from a dark childhood, suppressed by abuse and alcoholism, and rockets to worldwide fame, becoming the world’s most published painter, she discovers that her road into the light is twisted, wrought with sabotage, and at the tips of her reach.
Before the Wave: The Life Story of Christine RosamondDramaNot yet released
When the idealistic artist known as Rosamond defiantly emerges from a dark childhood, suppressed by abuse and alcoholism, and rockets to worldwide fame, becoming the world’s most published painter, she discovers that her road into the light is twisted, wrought with sabotage, and at the tips of her reach.
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, and the outsiders would not get any money. Outsiders did not want my nieces, or myself, to author a biography for the same reason. They were not in Christine’s Will. Consider what Walter Keane did to Margaret Keane in the movie ‘Big Eyes’. This is IDENTITY THEFT!
http://www.cbsnews.com/news/big-eyes-and-the-eye-opening-story-of-margaret-keane/
San Sebastian Avenue
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ludwig_Wittgenstein
Born in Vienna into one of Europe’s richest families, he inherited a fortune from his father in 1913. Before World War I, he “made a very generous financial bequest to a group of poets and artists chosen by Ludwig von Ficker, the editor of Der Brenner, from artists in need. These included Trakl as well as Rainer Maria Rilke and the architect Adolf Loos.”[12] Later, in a period of severe personal depression after World War I, he gave away his remaining fortune to his brothers and sisters.[13][14] Three of his four older brothers died by separate acts of suicide.
Family temperament and the brothers’ suicides
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From left, Helene, Rudi, Hermine, Ludwig (the baby), Gretl, Paul, Hans, and Kurt, around 1890
Ray Monk writes that Karl’s aim was to turn his sons into captains of industry; they were not sent to school lest they acquire bad habits, but were educated at home to prepare them for work in Karl’s industrial empire.[41] Three of the five brothers later committed suicide.[42][43] Psychiatrist Michael Fitzgerald argues that Karl was a harsh perfectionist who lacked empathy, and that Wittgenstein’s mother was anxious and insecure, unable to stand up to her husband.[44] Johannes Brahms said of the family, whom he visited regularly:
They seemed to act towards one another as if they were at court.
The family appeared to have a strong streak of depression running through it. Anthony Gottlieb tells a story about Paul practising on one of the pianos in the Wittgensteins’ main family mansion, when he suddenly shouted at Ludwig in the next room:
I cannot play when you are in the house, as I feel your skepticism seeping towards me from under the door!
Wittgenstein – a philosopher with a “hard-boiled” style?
In many ways, Wittgenstein’s style of writing betrays an affinity to the prose of the Black Mask school, especially to that of Norbert Davis. Wittgenstein had an abhorrence of what he called “waffle”, and was almost obsessed with a brief, precise, logical form of expression. He tormented people around him by constantly correcting mistakes in their syntax. Both in his private texts and conversations, and in his dairy entries, letters, and philosophical writings, he tended towards coarse, hard-boiled expressions and sarcastic humour. He had a preference for laconic turns of phrase intended to illustrate a thought ‘in a flash.’ The term ‘wise crack’ might be used to put his style of writing philosophy in an appropriate nutshell, were it not already reserved for the sharp-witted dialogues of Philip Marlowe and his colleagues.
https://mysteryfile.com/NDavis/Wit.html
The Philosopher and the Detectives: Ludwig Wittgenstein’s Enduring Passion for Hardboiled Fiction
Norbert And Mary Magdalene
Posted on August 27, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press
Yesterday I owned a very clear picture of Garth and Drew Benton in Christine Benton’s home, while my family was at the funeral. I just woke up from my old man nap, and I was at 13th. Street where I lived with The Loading Zone. The young Rena was asleep in the attic room. I couldn’t wait to see her face again. I awoke, and, I was just dreaming.
I have conducted the most magnificent piece of Detective Work – in history! I own the view of my destiny from my grandparents eyes. I have overcome one of the greatest obstacles a human being can encounter. Total Illusionists had invaded the World of Art and Literature, and I exposed them. I uncovered them. Now, I will bury them in a great work of literature. True History and True love of art, will be cleansed.
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Hard-boiled Wit:
Ludwig Wittgenstein and Norbert Davis
Josef Hoffmann
1. Introduction: Wittgenstein read Davis
Rosro Cottage
Renvyle P.O.
Co Galway
Eire
4.6.48
Dear Norman,
Thanks a lot for the detective mags. I had, before they arrived, been reading a detective story by Dorothy Sayers, and it was so bl… foul that it depressed me. Then when I opened one of your mags it was like getting out of a stuffy room into the fresh air. And, talking of detective fiction, I’d like you to make an enquiry for me when once you’ve got nothing better to do. A couple of years ago I read with great pleasure a detective story called Rendezvous With Fear by a man Norbert Davis. I enjoyed it so much that I gave it not only to Smythies but also to Moore to read and both shared my high opinion of it. For, though, as you know, I’ve read hundreds of stories that amused me and that I liked reading, I think I’ve only read two perhaps that I’d call good stuff, and Davis’s is one of them. Some weeks ago I found it again by a queer coincidence in a village in Ireland, it has appeared in an edition called ‘Cherry Tree books’, something like ‘Penguin’. Now I’d like you to ask at a bookshop if Norbert Davis has written other books, and what kind. (He’s an American.) It may sound crazy, but when I recently re-read the story I liked it again so much that I thought I’d really like to write to the author and thank him. If this is nuts don’t be surprised, for so am I. I shouldn’t be surprised if he had written quite a lot and only this one story were really good.
Affectionately
Ludwig
This letter is quoted in Norman Malcolm’s book Ludwig Wittgenstein: A Memoir. Malcolm added the following footnote after Norbert Davis’s name: “As I recall, I was unable to obtain any information about this author.”
The American philosopher Norman Malcolm was a student of Wittgenstein’s at Cambridge and later became a much esteemed correspondence partner and supplier of the latest detective pulps from the United States. It would appear, however, that Malcolm did not take his friend Ludwig’s desire to read more by Davis all that seriously. In 1948 he could have got hold of some short stories and books by Norbert Davis without much difficulty. After years of writing for the pulp magazines, Davis had managed in the 1940s to have his detective stories published in book form. Between 1943 and 1947 four such books appeared: The Mouse in the Mountain (1943; the paperback issues were called Rendezvous with Fear and Dead Little Rich Girl); Sally’s in the Alley (1943); Oh Murderer Mine (1946); Murder Picks the Jury (1947).
No more books followed. In 1949, at the age of 40, Norbert Davis took his life.
The fact that Wittgenstein’s attempt to get in touch with Davis failed is tragic somehow. If anyone could have helped Norbert Davis then, in my view, it was Ludwig Wittgenstein. He was an influential philosopher who managed throughout his entire life to rope his wealthy friends and relatives into supporting hapless individuals, in particular writers and artists.
Wittgenstein’s enthusiasm for Norbert Davis’s first novel is understandable. This particular novel betrays, as do other texts by Davis, a similar mode of thinking and writing, a kind of elective affinity to Wittgenstein’s own work. What is more, in his earlier years Wittgenstein had been repeatedly haunted by thoughts of suicide. Three of his brothers had ended their lives by suicide. In fact, suicide was part and parcel of the whole milieu in which he spent his earlier life in Austria . In his biography, Ray Monk refers to that milieu as a “Laboratory for Self-destruction.”
Today, a half a century later, it is impossible to make up for Malcolm’s neglect to inquire about Davis and so historically cancel out that non-encounter between him and Wittgenstein. It is possible, however, to address the question of why Wittgenstein estimated Norbert Davis’s novel so highly that he felt a need to thank him personally for it.
2. Wittgenstein as a culture lover and crime fiction reader
In 1948, three years before his death, Wittgenstein was a famous philosopher who was supported by people like Bertrand Russell, George Moore, John Maynard Keynes, and not least, by his siblings in Austria. He came from one of the richest and culturally most influential families in Vienna at the end of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Brahms, Mahler, Klimt, and Grillparzer were just some of the guests to visit the Wittgenstein home. Ludwig’s older brother Paul became a famous pianist. It was for him that Ravel composed his “Piano Concerto in D Major for Left Hand”; Paul Wittgenstein had lost his right arm in the First World War.
As a child already, Ludwig Wittgenstein had got to know and love the literature and music of the German speaking region, maintaining throughout his whole life a particular leaning towards classical music. As for literature, he was especially taken by the works of Goethe, Mörike, Keller, Hebel, Lenau, and Nestroy, though he also liked Tolstoy, Dostoievski, Sterne, Lewis Carrol, Dickens, and the young Joyce. In 1914, through the editor of the Austrian magazine Der Brenner, Wittgenstein had a donation of 100,000 Kronen (about €100,000 today) distributed among “penniless Austrian artists,” including, among others, Rilke, Trakl, Lasker-Schüler, Kokoschka, Haecker, and Däubler.
Between 1926 and 1928, Wittgenstein, together with Paul Engelmann, a disciple of the modernist architect Adolf Loos, supervised the construction of the so-called Wittgenstein Palais on Kundmanngasse in Vienna for his sister Gretl. Both the exterior and the interior of the house were designed in a style similar to that of Loos and the Bauhaus. Once his tasks were completed, Wittgenstein liked to go and see westerns, above all Tom Mix films, together with Engelmann. Later, in Cambridge, he developed an enthusiasm for American review films which he preferred to watch from the front row of the cinema.
It cannot be established conclusively when exactly Wittgenstein began reading crime fiction, though it had definitely become a fixed component of his reading material after his return to Cambridge in 1929. His preference was for Street & Smith’s Detective Story Magazine, a monthly pulp magazine which he read, more or less regularly, up until his death. Wittgenstein liked this magazine so much that he quoted it in the last lecture he gave as a fellow of Trinity College. That is not all. In his letters to Norman Malcolm he mentions several times how important the magazine was for him, much more important than the leading philosophy magazine of the time, Mind. In the context of paper rationing in England he wrote to Malcolm on 8.9.1945: “Thanks a lot for the mags. … The one way in which the ending of Lend-Lease really hits me is by producing a shortage of detective mags in this country. I can only hope Lord Keynes will make this quite clear in Washington. For I say: if the U.S.A. won’t give us detective mags we can’t give them philosophy …”
A letter dated 15.3.1948 contains the following lines: “Your mags are wonderful. How people can read Mind if they could read Street & Smith beats me. If philosophy has anything to do with wisdom there’s certainly not a grain of that in Mind, and quite often a grain in the detective stories.”
Mind came off even more negatively in another comparison made in his letter of 30.10.1945: “If I read your mags I often wonder how anyone can read Mind with all its impotence and bankruptcy when they could read Street & Smith mags. Well, everyone to his taste.”
Wittgenstein’s preference in crime fiction was not exclusively for “hard-boiled detective stories,” as Ray Monk’s biography would have us believe. M. O’C. Drury, a close friend of Wittgenstein’s, recalled a conversation he once had about crime fiction with Wittgenstein in 1936 during which Wittgenstein praised Agatha Christie, claiming that it required a specifically English talent to be able to write such books. For Wittgenstein, Christie’s crime stories were a pure delight. Not only were the plots cleverly worked out, the characters too, were so well portrayed that they seemed like real people. On once being recommended to read Chesterton’s Father Brown stories, Wittgenstein turned up his nose: “Oh no, I couldn’t stand the idea of a Roman Catholic priest playing the part of a detective. I don’t want that.”
In light of that conversation with Drury in the mid-1930s, it can be safely assumed that Wittgenstein’s taste complied with that of his time, and that he therefore partook of all the developments in crime fiction. His liking for the more modern literary style of the hard-boiled detective stories probably developed when they had made their way into almost all the crime story magazines, including Street & Smith’s Detective Story Magazine – on the model of the Black Mask. As Ray Monk points out, in the 1930s and 40s, Detective Story Magazine carried works by Black Mask authors such as Raymond Chandler, Carroll John Daly, Erle Stanley Gardner, Cornell Woolrich and Norbert Davis. Wittgenstein, however, always speaks of detective stories, which would lead one to presume that the other sub-genres in crime fiction, such as gangster or action stories and psycho-thrillers, did not appeal to him as much. Most of the detective stories of the hard-boiled school had basic elements in common with the classical whodunits, so that the change in the reading public’s habits could take place gradually.
Open Letter To Heisinger
Posted on August 27, 2021 by Royal Rosamond Press
Dear Mr. Heisinger;
I read you are four generation resident of Monterey County. Your father was a novice historian and artist? So am I. But my resent discovery of three Arthurian Legends in connection with John Steinbeck’s search for the Grail, may change all that.
You and your law firm handled the estate of my late sister, Christine Rosamond Benton, who is kin to the artist, Thomas Hart Benton, who is kin to Jessie Fremont-Benton. The kind of history that is revelent for most human beings, is our birthday, and the day we die. We all celebrate multiple birthdays, but, only one deathday – unless you are famous! There may exists many accounts of how a famous person died. Most of us will get a simple obituary posted in the newspaper, and that is that. I have yet to find a simple notice of Christine’s death. However, I found what amounts to the most gruesome account of a human being’s funeral – and it happened in the County your forefathers loved.
I don’t know if you and your kin have been expecting an apology from a member of the Presco family for defiling your sacred territory but, being the last Presco standing. you and your people will not get one from me. Perhaps my brother, Mark Presco, is still alive. Here’s what is said about us on page 184 of Tom Snyder’s biography of Rosamond.
“Garth had chosen not bring Drew to an open casket funeral and had been taking good share of heat for his decision. In a way, it as if Christine had seen it coming – that being together, for whatever purpose, was simply not something the Presco were able to do.”
WOW! POW! What a – ZINGER! Stacey Pierrot talks about Judge Silver – and a bevy of un-named attorney in the next four pages. Are you one of them? Silver handled the vicious divorce of Garth and Christine Benton – and I read some of the filthy legal filings. It sounds to me Tom Snyder, and his buddy, Garth – are carrying on the divorce – that should have been finalized the second my sister was pronounced dead. I KNOW Christine did not want Garth in her story, or, for him to have anything to do with her artistic and literary legacy! Did you know Christine was working on a autobiography. Vicki PRESCO showed me it, then, it disappeared!
There was a stay-away order that kept Garth away from my sister and out of her house. Do you think Chritine Presco was saying all kinds of vile and mean things about Garth? Did Garth read this Lost Biography? If so, he might have had a hand in making ti go away! You think so? You know what CRIMINAL CONSPIRACY IS – right! You do practice law in regards to probates, estate planning, and Last Wishes of The Dead? Do you really believe Christine wanted Garth to defame her family – after she is dead? We won’t go into all the defamation of Rosamond’s Character Snyder and Stacey – enjoy – in the rest of that evil book. Executor, Sydney Morris told me Christine stiffed allot of people. She did file Bankruptcy. Some of her creditors might see her as a looter. Let us concentrate on….THE ACCOUNT OF A ALLEGED CRIME!
When I asked why Vicki and the Gallery employees didn’t call Garth and have him rush over to stop the looting of his daughter’s house – I saw the light!
“Before the service, Vicki had taken the trouble to go through Christine’s bedroom, putting her jewelry and intimate belongings out of sight. As matters turned out, it did little good, for the funeral was not long over before family members and others were ravaging Christine’s house, taking whatever could be carted away. The artist’s closet, a veritable mother lode – took the worst beating. World-class spender that Christine had been, much of the clothing had never been worn. So whatever still bore price tags was hauled off to be exchanged for money. Jewelry disappeared, as well as other personal belongings. Gallery employees and close friends of the family, along with Vicki, were doing their best to staunch the flow – the estate had not yet been inventoried – but to no avail.”
WHOA! WOW! How many Mafia funerals were conducted – with more dignity? Christine gave me credit for her success, and in 1975 offered to teach me her style so I could be a success and have money. Do you think Rosamond’s Fans would want to collect my art – after this finely honed piece of SLANDER – that does not name me – but, why trust any Presco after this? Can you think of any history that disqualifies a whole family – so complexly? This is like a terrorist bomb going off that – takes out all of us. But, what do Vicki and Mark care. They are not artists and writers. Are they – INVESTORS? Mark told me he read the rough draft. What?
Now, you might say this is a legal matter. What I suggest to you, is this….this evil lie is aimed at reinforcing the decision your law firm made, to sell everything to Stacey Pierrot, with PERMISSION to write a biography and a movie script. Think about that.
No police were called. No executor made an effort to retrieve the stolen items. No lawsuits were filed against the guilty party. Why? There has to be a Legal Solution of some kind. Not if there is……A MOVIE SOLUTION! Weeks after her daughter was dead, my mother told me;
“Their talking about making a movie. Carrie Fisher might write a screenplay!”
Jacci and Stacey went to high school together. The plan was for Vicki and Jacci to drop out as executors, nominate Garth, who sells the entire estate to Jacci, but when I pointed out that is very unethical, Stacey was chosen to be FRONT PERSON in a hidden movie partnership. Garth is an actor, who acted in two movies. His ex-wife made a movie. His daughter is an actress. An actor was the Mayor of Carmel. The FAKE FUNERAL CHAOS – is a smokescreen! It is also Conspiracy to Defraud.
Where was Garth Benton – if he was not at the funeral? Uh-oh! I’m talking about Mr. Clever, the Sneak of Sneaks who was engaged in a battle of wits with a world famous artist. Was his reputation – on the line? If so, would he like to turn the tables on Rosamond – with glee!
Where’s Garth…while ONE Presco is paying his last respects – with dignity? Ask….Drew! She’s a big girl now. She can handle it.
How many deaths were there in California – and the world – last year, Mr. Heisinger? Did any of the dead have a funeral like Christine allegedly had? How awful for her, that everyone but Shannon and I – turned on her – and told outrageous lies. Where is ALL THE LOOT? Your law firm handed it over to….THE LOOTERS, in what will go down – in my book – as the greatest Con Job in California History! Because…..Garth Benton was in his old home, frantically searching for the history of our family – that a world famous artist wrote…and the elaborate Will she wrote, that was also disappeared. Meanwhile, Rosamond’s terror-filled face appears frantically above the edge of her coffin. Drew did not own a ounce of remorse – the day her mother drowned!
John Presco
President: Royal Rosamond Press
Copyright 2021
Joseph Goebbels
“If you tell a lie big enough and keep repeating it, people will eventually come to believe it.”
James G. Heisinger- Of Counsel
James G. Heisinger, Jr. is a fourth-generation resident of Monterey County. He was admitted to the California Bar in 1979. Jim is also admitted to practice before several federal courts including the United States Supreme Court. In the early 1980’s, Jim taught land use and administrative law at the Monterey College of Law. His private practice focused on representation of clients in both administrative and judicial proceedings in land use and environmental matters, property takings cases and complex real property and business transactions. Jim also represented public agencies and non-profit clients in a variety of matters. Jim served as City Attorney for Sand City for over 30 years.
Following the merger of Heisinger, Buck and Morris into Walker and Reed, P.C. , Jim is now Of Counsel to the Firm.
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