San Sebastian
They are saying there was a WALL OF WATER – thirty feet high!
On July 1, 2025 I found Drew’s Aunt on Messenger. I was looking for a friend of Drew I had been communicating with, a friend and co-worker of my niece. I will not give the name of Drew’s aunt at this time! It was a blessing to have A FAMILY MEMBER to grieve with. I don’t know how much she knows about the Rosamond bios, and, the part her brother played. I sent Sister Benton three photos of the ceremony I held for Drew in my home – before the ashes arrived. I had intended to alas put Drew’s ashes in the Titanic Urn – on the 4th. of July! Kasidah
“Whatever will be, will be!”
I wake up – to a horrific scene of people drowning.
A week after Christine drowned, and her daughter was PLUCKED FROM THE OCEAN AND SAVED – I asked Vicki Presco for the phone number of the person who owned the house at Rocky Point. She refused to give it to me, sahying they have moved, and, it doesn;t matter. I told her I wanted to go to Rocky Point. This is when – THE SILENT TREATMENT BEGAN. Here is the ex-owner. You would think as a lover of the arts, Allan Fox would want to talk to me, even fly me out to RP in his helicopter, Did Fox fear a wrongful death suit.
“Follow the money trail!”
My mother told me there was a party planed. Did Alan Fox rent his house for the party. They hid the party, and turned Christine’s funeral into a – THEME FUNERAL! It was a promo-funeral
“Don’t the the dream die!”
This Carry On Making Money plan was – made in Christine’s home the day before the funeral. I was kept away from that meeting. Weeks later Jacci Belford told me she made an offer to pay off creditors and buy the entire estate! The probate was not underway! Did Drew tell Garth she does not want to go to another Rosamond Art Promo Affair? I believe all this, evil, contributed to Drew’s suicide.
I called Getty Villa ten days ago and told a woman about Drew’s urn with the Titanic on it. I want to do a show at the Villa…….Casandra of Troy! I began Anatomy of a Rogue Wave as a Art Detective Story after learning my grandparnents were surrounded by Black Mask authors,
I took a break and heard Greg Abbott blow the cover-up attempt – to smithereens! His words liberate me. . I am the Seer! They are the Master’s of Greed. People plotting how to get other people’s money makes the world go round. No religion – too!
How come Alan Fox didn’t post put a WARNING sign under the big picture window overlooking the cove, where waves shot fifty feet into the air. But, that might make renting his house, difficult, especially if the out-of-towners have children.
John Presco
Blame It On The Eight Ball
Posted on January 10, 2025 by Royal Rosamond Press
I do believe I AM LAWSUIT FREE due to my late niece, Drew Taylor Rosamond Benton, getting to me Merlin’s Crystal Ball – somehow!
Below is my cartoon book ‘My Christ Complex’ that was inspired by an interview of Trump I saw in 1986 – that just came true – almost! Messiah Donald is found guilty of fraud, and sent to the Fed Lock-up. How many Christian Leaders predicted Trump would not spend one minute in jail?
From now on I will title myself ‘The Keeper of Merlin’s Eightball!’ because I have gotten in deep trouble for claiming I am a prophet – even John the Baptist. Folks wonder if I am the next Serial Killer on the horizon. Am I? Let’s consult Merlin’s Eightall!
John The Keeper of The Ball
‘Apocalyptic’: ghastly remains of Malibu come into focus
Andrew MARSZAL
Fri, January 10, 2025 at 12:07 AM PST
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Alan Fox Knew The Danger
Posted on August 28, 2017 by Royal Rosamond Press
Alan claims he is a billionaire. He just got married. Steve Harvey says Alan contributed generously to his foundation. He founded Rattle. He never dreamed a mother would take her eight year old daughter down to the water. I want his personal opinion.
http://www.rattle.com/tag/alan-fox/
Jon Presco
Donald Layne’s Warning
Posted on February 9, 2013 by Royal Rosamond Press
Donald Layne lives in the house next to the one my kindred stayed in. He warns my family to be careful down by the water. Did the owner, or the renter, who stayed in the house Christine Rosamond got the keys for, give a warning to my family?
The sheriff told me a fisherman was washed off the same rocks a week earlier, and drowned. Did the owner or renter know of this death?
Then there was the newspaper account of a young woman whose car was found in the driveway to the house. She was nowhere to be found. Her body was never recovered. This happened weeks after Christine drowned. Shannon told me Sande Green stayed in this house.
The following account is in Tom Snyder’s terrible biography that did not sell, because Christine is made out to be deluded and insane. You can say my family threw me over the cliff because I could not buy all the lies! God knows I tried! I could not swallow the idea that Rosamond prophesied her own death seconds before the “moody” rogue wave came from thousands of miles across the sea. What clock-work! It – was ordained!
Donald Layne gets some credit, as co-prophet, he on par with Cassandra of Troy.
I see this being made into one of those dark and moody Irish movies about a family of sea-scavagers that lure ships to their doom on the rocks by lighting bonfires.
“Aye! It was fine spring morning, then, the clouds began to roll in. Being a MacCrudy, I helped gather driftwood into a big pile on the beach!”
Jon Presco
“Christine tells Layne that she and others are excited about exploring a small cove to search for any treasures left by the sea. That
evening, he sounds a warning;” If you go down to the ocean,” he tells Christine, “have a care.”
In the morning, under a windless sky, Christine, her daughter Drew and sister Vicki, make their way down a fence line.”
“Along the precipitous coastline, the Pacific is elusive in its moods. That was foremost in Donald Lane’s mind in voicing his warning. When near the water’s edge, visitors must follow a fundamental rule: Never turn your back on the ocean. Yet on this fine spring morning, that is precisely what Christine Rosamond does. She sits on a rock with her back to the sea and jams her hands securely in the leather jacket’s pockets.”You know,” she says aloud, “if a giant wave came right now, it could take out to sea and I could drown.”
“Traveling thousands of miles across the Pacific, the mountain of water offshore would appear at first only to be a heavy swell.
But in the moment that its base slams into the rock wall extending beyond and well above the rocky inlet, an enormous surge of water is
driven upward with a terrible force.” Page 178
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Anatomy of a Rogue Wave
Posted on September 5, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press
Curse You Rogue Wave!
Posted on August 13, 2024 by Royal Rosamond Press
San Sebastian Avenue
I missed a call from Detective Holmstron this morning (7:15 A.M.) by two seconds. He must be very busy. Perhaps when he retires he/she will recall the Drew Benton Case – and wonder what happened?
At eight years of age, Drew was almost killed by the same “rogue wave” that “killed” her famous mother. My mother suggested her daughter “killed” herself. Last night, Christine Wandel, wondered if Drew “killed” herself. After Rosamond was dead – things were written about her. I had no blog, and may have become a blogger so I could give my contradictory point of view. My family pretended it was the things I WROTE that caused me to be ostracized by my family, made an outcast, and disowned from the family by Mark Presco, the neo-Nazi Racist who blogged His Evil after I challenged him to air his world view. In 2008, Mark may have got Plan 2025 rolling.
Within a weeks I was deeply concerned for Christine’s daughter. They were caught up in The Rogue Lie that continued to wipe out my family. I was a Dead Man in a week. The surviving family artist was – out of the loop. I defended Shannon, and made The Roguish Black List.
I thought about Detective Holstrmm and the difficult profession he chose. Every hour of the day he has to examine Lies and Liars. Everyone of them have convinced themselves they have INVENTED the perfect alibi. Such is the case of Shamus Dundon, Drew’s favorite cousin, who insisted he was NOT jugging to keep warm, but, was ON A LIZARD HUNT which he does not describe in Snyder Bio From Hell! Snyder is a hired Ghost Writer.
When Michael Harkin and I headed to Pebble Beach he handed me a bag. I opened it and exmanied coloring book and Crayolas.
“This is what you are when it comes to being an artist. You are to avoid all Art Arguments, and allow me to do my thing! When you have the urge to interfere, go off by yourself, and color.”
Michael worked for, and was trained by the famous Detective, William Lindhart, who was hired by Caryl Chessman. Bill to us out the Wendy’s for lunch and showed us about ten uncashed checks in his wallet. One was for $30,000 dollars. He did not cash them, because people could not believe he was paid so much to discover the truth his best friend was sleeping with his wife! Twenty million investigators on Facebook – are in shock! They don’t get paid a cent for solving the world’s problems.
So, we took Bill to KTVU for an interview. We picked act hairs off his dark blue sit.
I just came up with an idea for Cable Series. Chessman is an Eternal Prisoner who is dedicated to reading people’s bullshit, that boils down to….Their Evil Family made them prisoners’ most of their damn life. The Rosamond Story will be the premiere. Caryl is in his cell, when a guard wheels up a metal cart with eight packages.
“Here ya go, Chessman. This is John Presco’s Big Gripe. This package is titled ‘THE GREAT ROCKY POINT LIZARD HUNT! Have at it. Dinner is as six!”
As I read the call for help posted by Drew’s lover, I wondered where Vicki was. It became her job to take Drew into her home, and take care of her, as if she was her own daughter. Vicki died six years ago? I wasn’t told. I was being rendered DEAD by a force few people ever encounter. All of a sudden, a scene from ‘Farewell My Lovely is before. I start to cry, I cried all day. Drew’s great grandfather knew most of the Black Mask Authors. Drew and Vicki loved one another. Drew was happy around Vicki. This truth – is golden. It can’t be touched.
”Now Reuben has a choice – his life is in his own hands,” said William Lindhart, a private detective who spent more than two years tracking down the missing heir.
Mr. Metson, who was born in San Francisco in 1931, has said he joined the Army to get away from his family and served three tours of duty in Korea before disappearing. His great-aunt’s death in 1965 made Mr. Metson and his older brother, Wilfred Graham Metson Jr., a retired Foreign Service officer, sole heirs to the Lindeberg trust, Mr. Linhart said. Search Began in 1975
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Marlowe examines some marijuana cigarettes he found on Marriott’s body and discovers the card of a psychic, Jules Amthor. He makes an appointment to see him. On a hunch, he investigates Mrs. Florian’s house and discovers that Marriott held a trust deed on it, meaning he could foreclose on her at will. Following up with Mrs Florian, she reveals she was once a servant for Marriott’s family, and Marlowe suspects she was somehow blackmailing him. Marlowe visits Mrs Grayle, who finds him attractive and hires him, which he can use as an excuse to continue investigating the two murders. They make a date to meet again at the club of a local hoodlum, Laird Brunette, near the spot where Marriott was killed
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
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A Blustery Day at Pebble Beach
Posted on February 6, 2024 by Royal Rosamond Press
Would you take your nine year old daughter down on these rocks to look for tide-pool creatures?
Everyone gets to know how their loved one dies, especially if it was a tragic accident. My mother told me Christine Rosamond Benton – killed herself out at Rocky Point.
After meeting with the head doctor at my clinic, yesterday, I have decided to find a co-author to write about the death of a world famous artist, Christine Rosamond Benton, the cousin of Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor, who made Pebble Beach famous in her iconic role.
I watched the Pebble Beach golf tournament, and compared this weather story with the alleged accident. There was crazy talk about going out on Sunday in 55 MPH winds. The wind was blowing 25 MPH the morning of August 24, 1994. A rescue person said there were white caps to the horizon My nephew Shamus Dundon let it slip about how hard the wind was blowing, and began to Gaslight me, make me out to be deluded, and hearing things. I discussed the term Medical Gaslighting. My mental and physical health has been egregiously affected by the conspiracy to isolate me because I wanted
THE TRUTH
There are to books published about Rosamond. There is no firsthand account from Drew Benton and Shamus Dundon. Here is the house my family stayed in . Use the bars to move the screen. You can see the ocean from the large windows. You could see the windy conditions and the waves shooting high in the air as they crashed on the rocks. There is not beach – or tide pools.
The tournament ws going to lose a lot of money if there was a cancelation. Then came th talk of trees being blown down atop spectators. They called it.
I am calling for a gifted author to come forth and finish this incredible story. I’m too close to it. They lured my daughter into their camp – in hope I would take my life – too?
John Presco
youtube.com/watch?v=0f15mAtL4cs&t=9s
“Out of an abundance of caution for the safety of all constituents, there will be no play on Monday,” the PGA Tour said in declaring the tournament 54 holes and Clark the winner.
youtube.com/watch?v=0f15mAtL4cs&t=9s
“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.
Shamus used the word “windy” and then “blustery” in separate accounts
without my prodding. They were slips. A month after Christine
drowned, I heard from her friend that lives in Pacific Grove, that
she recalled it was very windy that morning when she went jogging by
the ocean. She later had breakfast with the ex-chief of police, and
he too said it was windy.
Shamus;
“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.”
Here is part of an e-mail Shamus sent me five years ago.
Shamus said;
“I could have described AGAIN for you whatever it was you needed from
me. (blustery was a word I got from Winnie the Pooh stories, and the
cartoon I saw did not show it to be violent. I never looked it up in
the dictionary”
Here is the first time Shamus let it slip it was windy. It is so windy the wind is making noise outside the house.
“After going to the house , then a> > little later, I think I> > hear
something (it’s windy so I think I’m hearing something). Then I’m
pretty> > sure I hear something so I get off the couch and> > look
out the door. The next> > thing I saw were Mom and Drew running up
the hill> > mom crying and saying to> > call 911.”
The Lost Lizard Hunt
Posted on January 27, 2022 by Royal Rosamond Press
“Facts are life and death!”
Posted on September 5, 2019 by Royal Rosamond Press
My jaw has been dropped! I am listening to Rachel Maddow talk about our President presenting an altered map of the of the projected path of hurricane Dorian. He had to be corrected about VITAL FACTS that the President altered to change the false nerative he presented to the American People, and the people who were in HARM’S WAY!
I just talked with Marilyn about Vicki’s death. When she was fifteen and sixteen she would stay over might in my sister’s bedroom. I told her about the miracle post.
Yesterday, I had to indure the outright lies and misleading information Shamus was giving regarding VITAL FACTS surrounding the death of my late sister, Christine Rosamond Benton, by the hands of a “Rogue Wave” – that “killed” her according to the Pinecone newspaper and Tom Snyder’s biography that was commissioned by court appointed Executor, Sydney Morris. Vicki was name first executor in Christine’s Will but, refused to serve.
Hundreds of thousands of people are being told around the clock to save their lives and not get killed by a Killer Hurricane. The conditions at Rocky Point were very dangerous. I believe Christine did not go down to the water with Drew Benton, and Shamus. Neither did Vicki, who is still talking to me from the Kingdom of Truth. She came to me, because Drew, Shamus, and Shannon made an agreement to not tell me Vicki was dead. Dead Vicki concluded………enough, is enough! Family members are desperate to find, and rescue family member. Sadly we watch people learn loved one are dead.
My niece did not tell me my sister was dead. We had been communicating for six months about Vicki’s condition. We exchanged messages on facebook where she said she was going to come and get me. We also talked about my sister’s autobiography that Vicki showed me, and had me read about the fight Christine and I had over the last of the milk for cereal. Shamus brought up this autobiography and said if her found it, he would give it to Drew, rather than Shannon. I believe my nephew found this 270 page book that should have been declared a part of the estate. To not do this, is a felony. Why didn’t Shannon tell me Vicki was dead? Shamus asked me if there was anything I wanted from my sister’s estate. I asked for my mother’s jewelry box. Shannon claims she just found out Vicki was dead on Tuesday when she saw my message – and Shamas’! Why didn’t he call her and talk in person? Why didn’t Drew Benton call?
“You can’t have it. Drew and Shannon are fighting over it.”
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Bloody Attack On Rosamond Estate
The last several days have been extremely difficult for me. I have had to face reality. The truth is I have been rendered Familess. This is not a word. It is now. Everyone has a family? I have been…
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My Grandson Tyler Is My Heir
My grandson, Tyler Hunt, is my Heir. He will keep my place in this great Bohemian Tree alive. My days of being unborn, are over! I love you Tyler! Grandpa Sarah Wilson Rosamond and House of Schwarz…
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Thinking well of you, Vicki, and Drew.
Mon 8:52 PM
Hearing My Sister Vicki
I woke from my nap with a start. I was communicating with my surviving sister, Vicki Presco, in a way only sibling can. We own psychic-souls that are forever trying to send the very best messages,…
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Shamus called and said my sister is dead. Why didn’t you tell me? I suspect Cean put you in touch with Mark. I have copied all our messages. https://rosamondpress.com/2019/09/03/hearing-my-sister-vicki-2/
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I was just going to plan a road trip to tell you in person , I was planning on leaving in the morning with my loyal companion. Then I looked didn’t my phone the first time really in a few days , I saw you message and the first time today is when I saw Shamus’s text.
Shamus has employed the Bumpity Infant Head Syndrome, the self-inflicted blows to my cranium, as being responsible for the alternate reality I created in regards to facts. Rosemary told her nephew I was a ‘Head Banger’ and thus was not ever in my right mind. This is why I was not told my sister was dead. Brain Injured people have no feelings. Well, I just went to google on this banging. Looks like I was pleasuring myself.
Head banging, head rolling, and body rocking are all common rhythmic habits (as is thumb sucking). Many theories have been put forward to explain them. Perhaps the rocking and even the head banging provide a form of pleasure related to the movement. This joy in movement is called our kinesthetic drive.
However, because both of my parents were violent alcoholics in denial, I might be protesting;
“In God’s name, stop gaslighting me. I’m only three. I swear I won’t tell! I swear, if you don’t stop bullshitting me – I will dash my brains out!”
“You invented stuff! You had Winnie the Pooh pulling up carrots out of the ground!” Says Shamus!
“You’re the one who used the word “blustery” to describe the strength of the wind, while Snyder describes the surface of the water as being “burnished” due to the wind being as calm as can be. In his biography he has Stacey Pierrot invited to a “beach party” where Christine would be in attemdance. You said there was no beach party planned. I talked to rescue personal, and the Coast Guard. I got the VITAL STATISTICS that said the wind will 20 knots!”
For five days I have heard a thousand warnings for people to get away from the ocean and get to high ground, because a powerful wind is coming! Last night I told Michael Dundon, Shamus’s uncle….
“God and Vicki cut me a huge break. They told me the truth before I heard more heartbreaking lies from Shamus!”
God spared me Shamus’s BULLSHIT, and, my beloved sister is out of harms way. She acknowledged I have feelings, and my feelings count. She wanted to see me before she died. Did she want to make a confession? I forgot to ask if she was cremated.
Four hours ago I saw my urology doctor and said this to her;
“This is the best day of my life in the last 25 years. Yesterday, I learned my sister dies eleven days ago!”
I watched her expression change, drastically as it sunk in.
“I am elated, because I own proof members of my family CONSPIRED to keep vital facts from me. I learned my father was dead, three years after the fact. And was not told my mother was dying in the hospital. I did not get to say goodbye!”
I asked very good questions. I got lied to – AND PUNISHED!
Vicki told me our sister was very protective of Drew and would not let her get near a lake. Here is what the Chronicle said the wind conditions would be:
“Point Pinos to Point Conception: out 60 miles. North north-west winds to 20 knots today, becoming 10-30 knots tonight, with seas to 3 feet, and northwest swell 7-8 feet.”
Vicki sailed on ships when she was in the Navy. She tells me she is done covering for her son. She has seen God’s Redemption! There is a law against altering a weather map for your own purposes. You find obituaries in newspapers, near the weather.
“Whoever knowingly issues or publishes any counterfeit weather forecast or warning of weather conditions falsely representing such forecast or warning to have been issued or published by the Weather Bureau, United States Signal Service, or other branch of the Government service, shall be fined under this title or imprisoned not more than ninety days, or both,” the relevant part of the US Code reads.
John Presco
Copyright 2019
President Trump on Tuesday presented a doctored version of an official National Hurricane Center map of Hurricane Dorian’s path that appeared to show Alabama in the eye of the storm.
Reality check: None of the original forecast maps featured the black loop that appeared on the map shown by Trump.
- Presumably, the loop was drawn on the map to make it appear as though Trump’s false claim that Alabama was in the storm’s path was true. (The National Weather Service has since debunked the claim.)
- In response, the White House provided a map it said Trump was shown on Sunday that displayed a large possible storm track that included a small piece of Alabama. It didn’t say who produced the map.
- Trump also tweeted a map showing many possible storm tracks, including over Alabama. But the map was dated Aug. 28, days before the storm approached the coast.
http://www.disastercenter.com/convert.htm
Death Cove and Cult
Posted on June 18, 2017by Royal Rosamond Press
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’?
“You know” she says aloud “if a giant wave came right now, it could take me out to sea, and I could drown!”
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?
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.
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.
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
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!
Blowing Away Their Credibility
Posted on January 20, 2015by Royal Rosamond Press
Christine and Vic Presco’s friend, Michele, told me it was a very windy day the morning Christine Rosamond Benton drowned. She lives in Pacific Grove and jogs on the beach every morning. To double check her memory, she asked her friend, the ex-chief of police, if he recalled the weather conditions. He too said it was windy as did one of the rescue people I talked to on the phone. Why is this important?
Christine had lived on the coast for fifteen years. She knew a strong wind produced large waves. She has watched the news and heard many warnings to stay away from the sea if it was a blustery day. Christine saw what happened to those who did not exercise caution. Vicki Presco told the reporter for the Carmel Pinecone five other people were swept off the rocks that day due to “tidal action”. What does she mean?
Last night on the news I heard there was going to be exceptionally high tides on the pacific coast due to the moon and the sun aligning. There was a partial eclipse of the sun on March 26, 1994. A Spring Tide took place. It was exactly high tide when Christine took her nine year old daughter down to the most dangerous stretch of coast in California. Why would she put her child in danger was my first question!
“When the sun, moon, and Earth are in alignment (at the time of the new or full moon), the solar tide has an additive effect on the lunar tide, creating extra-high high tides, and very low, low tides—both commonly called spring tides.”
http://oceanservice.noaa.gov/education/kits/tides/tides06_variations.html
Above is a photo of Rocky Point with the restaurant in the forground. The house where Christine was staying is about two hundred yards beyond. The house in the photo may be the house. It is a famous house. You can see how steep it is. There are ice plants with rocks underneath. My nephew, Shamus Dundon said he was jogging on these rocks in order to stay warm because the wind was “blustery”. He kept changing his story. Why? is the question I have the right to ask.
When my good friend, Michael Harkins – a Private Investigator – suggested “murder” could not be counted out because of the lies. My family latched on to that as their defense. I had to be mentally ill, dellusional. The proof was all on me. I was isolated. My daughter took Vicki’s side. Heather and her mother accused me of being abusive. If they could have committed me to a mental hospital, they would have.
I was not trying to prove a case of murder. I still want to know what happened! Michael worked with William Lindhart who worked for Chessman, and was asked to contribute to Oliver Stone’s movie about his good friend, Jim Morrison. Thomas Pynchon is in my family tree.
Michael took me out to the Rosamond’s garage and showed me the projector Christine had set up there to crank out more images that were stacked to the ceiling. Here was THEIR MOTIVE. They believed these prints would triple in price, now that the ARTIST WAS DEAD! Rosamond’s success was waning, and she owed money to members of our family. My uncle was good friends of Walter and Margaret Keane and had them to his house for dinner. Consider how Margaret was captured and held prisoner. Christine’s husband was not selling his art.
Marilyn Reed knows all about the attacks on my credibility. As my friend since High School, she should have told me about her and her daughter’s contact with Belle Burch, who with the help of her anarchists friends, have been doing much damage to my reputation. They deserve to be in my book, and my newspaper has a right to write about them.
My grandfather used to type with the author Erl Stanley Gardner at the Rosamond house in Ventura. Royal sailed to the Channel Islands with Dashiell Hammet where they camped with other Detective writers that wrote for the Black Mask. I bid the ghost of the authors to rise from their graves! I beseech Thomas Pynchon to help me solve the mystery of……
‘The Blustery Wind’
Jon Presco
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erle_Stanley_Gardner
Out of the Fog Part 7
bluster “to blow in violent and noisy gusts, as the wind.”
Webster’s Dictionary
Here is Shamus, Vicki’s son, saying he was cold because it was
blustery. This is March, and the overnight temperatures were going to be around 45 degrees. It is around 10:00 A.M. Consider the windchill factor. How was Christine dressed according to Tom Snyder? She is wearing a thin “tunic-style blouse topped by a short jacket in soft, muted brown leather-distinctly styled with two snaps at the waist. The sleeves are turned up, revealing the satin lining and a hint of forearm.”
“It is nearly impossible for Vicki to believe that the jacket she has retrieved from the iceplant is the same one Christine was wearing. The world become bleary as Vicki tries to grasp the fact that the ocean must have reached this far up on the slope. Unnoticed, Vicki’s hands snap and unsnap the fastenings at the waist.” page 5
This jacket can not be CLOSED as it has ONLY TWO SNAPS at the bottom. She was not wearing a sweater. Why isn’t she cold, in need to jog around and get warm like Shamus did? Was she wearing a hat? Christine was fastidious about her hair. If there was going to a party she would not want it to get wind-blown.
Mark refused to tell me who rented that house. The beach party
planned to be held in that house is omitted from the tale. We hear of it in the vague slip Pierrot made. Why aren’t we hearing testimony of friends and family who are coming to this BIRTHDAY party that will end in DEATH? Was Mark there on Friday night?
Why wasn’t this suede jacket ruined, it sitting by the ocean for a week, getting wet at each high tide as sea spray is thrown high into the air? I saw the jacket! It was in pristine shape!
Here are the words of Shamus Dundon sent to me in a e-mail.
“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.
There’s nothing fishy about 1 wave being right after another. Only one wave is believed to have taken her out . The fact a smaller one set her up for the big one is not suspicous by any means. You’ve been near the ocean….You usually see more than one wave do you not?
And no I don’t see what you are going though. Why is it so
impossible for a jacket to be washed up and not be trashed? And what significance does the jacket have? It isn’t oj’s glove…..IF there were a cover up for any reason(which there’s not), don’t you think MORE details would be provided instead of less?” (end of e-mail)
Well, “MORE” details have been added by Tom Snyder – and by Shamus himself when he says it was “blustery”. This is the key that unlocks
the truth, and lifts the fog that has shrouded the scene of my
sister’s death. It is Mr. Snyder who puts MORE testimony in
Christine’s mouth, and like so many before him, he has gone to great
lengths to remove the “blustery” wind! Now, let us put back the
FOREWARNING
“Of course adventures rarely go as planned. The properties main
gate is unexpectadly locked, so Christine goes in search of help.
She finds it in the neighbor, a attorney Donald Layne. Of imposing
size and intelligence, Layne is also blessed with a generous nature.
None of this is lost on 46-year-old Christine. At just over five-
foot-
five, she is a perennial fashion plate model and man-pleaser. Even
for this casual outing, she is wearing tailored tan slacks and a
white tunic-style blouse topped by a short jacket in soft, muted-
brown leather – distinctively sytyled with two snaps at the waist.
The sleeves were turned up, revealing the satin lining and a hint of
a forearm. A remote transmitter is finally located for the security
gate. Christine tells Layne that she and others are excited about
exploring a small cove to search for any treasures left by the sea.
Layne knows the shoreline well. That evening, he sounds a WARNING
note. “IF you go down to the ocean,” he tells Christine, “have a
care”. In the morning, under a windless sky……”
Note that Mr. Layne said “If” after he has been told they have come
to Rocky Point to explore a cove with sandy beach. How did they know
this cove existed? It appears to me they have rented this beach house
for the “beach party” Mr. Pierrot said she was going to attend, and
very possibly Layne held the keys to the house, and code for the
gate? I believe he did give a strong warning due to a fisherman being
washed from the same rocks the week before. On top of his warning
would come the warning from the strong wind that was blowing early
that morning. Remove the wind, and you remove the danger, as well as
the strong warning from Layne? Did he tell the party of four
about the fisherman’s fate the previous weekend? If so, why did
Vicki suggest in the ‘Pinecone’ account that they go rent fishing
poles? Vic claims they had his poles.
Here is more on the jaqcket, from page 5.
“It is nearly impossible for Vicki to believe that the jacket she has
retrieved from the iceplant is the same one Christine was wearing.
The world become bleary as Vicki tries to grasp the fact that the
ocean must have reached this far up on the slope. Unnoticed, Vicki’s
hands snap and unsnap the fastenings at the waist.”
The Chronicle said the tide was high at 10:30 A.M. How can past
trips to Point Lobos tell you what the tide is today? Can’t
Christine see the tide is low? This statement is a lie, that gets my
sister on her way, down to the sea to keep her date with a rogue
wave.
In a e-mail last year, Shamus says it was “blustery”. This is all
very vital as Christine was terrified to get near the ocean of it
looked at all threatening. So the high tide and the “blustery” wind
are removed. But, here comes a lone rogue wave traveling thousands
of miles across the sea, and it is going to meet up with Christine
at the exact same time she sits with her back to the sea, and
predicts her own death. Imagine the timing of that!
“It is not quite ten-thirty in the morning and Vicki asks about the
tide. Christine says it is low, based on her frequent excursions to
Point Lobos with Drew. The ocean seems calm, ordinary.”
“Traveling thousands of miles across the Pacific, the mountain of
water offshore would appear at first only to be a heavy swell. But in
the moment that its base slams into the rock wall extending beyond
and well below rocky inlet, and enormous surge of water is driven
upward with terrible force. Rising above and curling forward over
the defending rock, as the space narrows, the rogue wave rips in
through the inlet as well, increasing in speed to ten, twenty,
perhaps thirty miles an hour.”
A rouge wave means a lone-wave, as in rouge elephant. In the Pinecone
account Vicki says another rogue wave came just after the first one,
and that was the one that made the rescue of Christine impossible.
Snyder backs her story up.
“Further up the bluff, Vicki is still on her feet, on the edge of
the swirling pool of seawater. Christine reaches the surface, and is
treading water as she gasp for air. Her eyes are wide, shocky, as she tries to grasp the situation. At the same time, Vicki notices that
Drew has reached the rocks. The water exhausts itself against the
slope, and is now rushing back at the same freight-train speed.
Christine is caught in the undertow of THE FIRST WAVE, as a SECOND
WAVE crashes in over her. Tons of water moving in opposite directions
whipsaw Christine before she is sluiced down a twelve foot drop into
the waiting sea.”
So, this “rogue wave” had a companion that followed the first rogue-wave thousand of miles across the Pacific? What are the odds of that?
Jon
Why Didn’t Shamus Tell His Story?
Posted on November 9, 2018by Royal Rosamond Press
I sent a copy of my report to John Detro who wrote the Pinecone article about Christine Rosamond’s death. I thought he worked for this paper. He was another hired writer. He showed Jacci, and Stacey my report because they are friends. Shamus told me he was in Christine’s home that should have been sealed. Shamus calls me and says I am accusing him of murder. This is not true. THEY had to have read about me talking to the Life Insurance Fraud Agent. Shamus did not give his account in Snyder’s book. Why did he not clear his name? Why is he removed from Christine’s presence, and put all over the place? If Drew told the truth, then Shamus would be guilty of life insurance fraud.
Vicki Presco was in the Navy, thus she knew about tides and sneaker waves. She knew there were no tide-pools at Rocky Point. There was no accident. Christine Presco jumped into the sea. Above, are photographs of five people who know Christine committed suicide. Here are two more.
If only something bad would happen to me then The Liars would live happily ever after. They worked hard to make me out to be insane. They isolated me. They took my daughter out of my life. Did they care if I took my life?
John Presco
Sandra Faulkner wrote a biography about my late sister that has been disappeared, along with the autobiography written by Christine. On the Rosamond Publishing website that first appear in April of 1997, fans of Rosamond read this;
“Though death came early to Christine, it was not hastened by her as many around her feared it might be.”
This appears to be lifted from an article written in the Carmel Pine Cone by Sue Barton. Who are the “many around her”? Are they related to me? Did they give testimony to Sandra about Rosamond’s desire to take her life? Sandra says Christine contacted her and arranged a meeting. If she wrote her biography, she took notes. When I pointed out to the executor these notes, and the proceeds of Sandra’s untitled book, belong to the Heirs, my two nieces, Sandra was out of there – along with her biography! Did Sandra tell a big fat whopping lie, and, she never met with my sister? How cruel!
This advertisement then goes on to explain away the fact that Christine lived twenty miles from Rocky Point for twenty years, and had seen on the news the scores of people that have been swept into the sea – and drowned by “rogue waves”. Most of the people were tourists, many of them seeing the Pacific Ocean for – the first time!
“Pierrot says 20 people a year are killed by these rogue waves. Christine lived here. She was used to the ocean, knew its capacity for destruction, and was killed in a moment of carelessness.”
“high on shelling”
Posted on June 17, 2017by Royal Rosamond Press
The Story of Rosamond
by
Jon Presco
Copyright 2017
Lying Tom Snyder says Rosemary and Lillian were high on “shelling”. This word is not applicable to going down to the sea, but rather, to bombard with shells. Tom let’s Rosamond’s fans have it! He pounds them with bullshit, then, demonizes Christine. She is out of control, not in her right mind. She is a danger to herself and others around her.
The Bentons lived about six miles from Asilomar State Beach which is known for it tide-pools. How many times did they take a quick jaunt to this SAFE beach in order to appease their raging addiction? How many shells do they have piled up at home? It could be said;
“If you’ve seen one tide-pool, you’ve seen them all!”
Smoky
by
John Presco
No sooner has Smoky paid the sign painter to put her name on the glass of her door – replicating a scene from a famous Detective Movie – then she gets a call from John Presco who wants to pay her to go out to Rocky Point and shoot a video during a strong blow.
“Why? Why you want me to do that? I could get killed. Are you crazy? Are you a crazy man?”
Having lived in Carmel for only three months, Smoky had already received thirty-eight dire warnings about going to the ocean – especially in the Carmel area.
“If you must go……NEVER turn your back to the sea!”
Last night I watched two episodes of ‘The Lost Symbol’ – and that was enough! The symbols came at you fast and furious! Langdon spotted them – EVERYWHERE – as did this Latino cop.
“You have a good eye!”
I will not say how many things were wrong with this series, but, will say, if Langdon had a little lap dog fallowing him around, so the viewer could have a simple visual to focus on, then the show would have been digestible. I had no empathy for – ANYONE! As the SYMBOLIC RUBBLE flew every which way, I heard…
“The fate of the human race depends on it1”
ON WHAT? What did I miss? If they showed a close-up of the cute dog cocking his/her head to the side, then I….GOT IT on a doggy level. I mean, I’m smart – but not that smart. Who wants to be?
So, Smoky listens to John Presco’s very convoluted tale on the phone, then..
“STOP! Right there! There was a lizard hunt?”
“Yes!”
“And, your famous sister dies – during a lizard hunt?”
“YES!”
“I’ll take your case. How much money do you have?”
“None!”
“O.K. No problem. I’ll investigate for free and pay all expenses. Get your ass on a a jet! I’m intrigued!”
Onboard the Lear Jet to Robert Buck’s MillionAir private airport, John reads about two fans of Ana Armas suing filmmakers for leaving their star out of a movie she was supposed to be in. John was reminded of Bogus Bobbie and this other Rock and Roll imposter. Should he bring it up with Smoky, about how unfair this is – too? Better not. She is eager to do so much -for free! She is a Dream Private Investigator – who doesn’t need the money! Wow! How lucky can you be! I bet she embezzled a billion from a Russian oligarch, and fled for her life. I wonder what her real name is?
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.”
Smoky was waiting in her limo that Big Bob Buck sticked his big head into to see who the wealthy stranger is that just flew into his neck of the woods.
“They call me Big Brother Buck. If you get yourself into any kind of trouble, give me a call!”
“Don’t take his card. It’s bad luck! Said Smoky to John Presco who was like a greedy child reaching out for more free candy! “He’s already in good hands. Take us to my home!”
Barreling down the road, Smoky reached in her attache case and threw John’s Holy Grail filing on his lap.
“You filed this in a Superior Court?”
“Yes!”
“Are you some kind of nut? You’re playing with fire, Kiddo! You should have told me. Lizards my ass!
John Presco
Yesterday, all those lawsuits seemed so far away.
Two upset Ana de Armas fans on Friday filed a federal class action lawsuit against Universal Pictures for allegedly tricking them into renting the 2019 film “Yesterday,” after the “No Time to Die” actress, 33, appeared in marketing but not the final cut of the film, Variety reports.
The Lost Symbol (TV series) – Wikipedia
Before Dan Brown
Posted on August 24, 2012 by Royal Rosamond Press
Last night I discovered an e-mail I sent Patrice Hanson, the mother of my daughter, Heather Hanson. She had made a copy of it and when we had a falling out, I asked for all my correspondence back. I believed she was corresponding with Tom Snyder who wrote the worst biography ever written about my late sister, Christine Rosamond Benton. I suspected she bid our daughter to go shopping in our family for the best story, one that would enrich her and her daughter and cast a light on just how special Patrice believes she is, she taking credit for our child being very special, and giving some credit to my famous sister whom she never met, and has been dead for four years. As for me, I had to be insane. Who would read a book about a bloodline that descends from Jesus and Mary Magdalene. I am sure Patrice got a n opinion from her minister who may ha told her to go for the sure thing, the real Rose of the World story about a woman artist named after the Christ, and his mother.
The subject of this e-mail is “Rose of the World”. I sent it February 15, 2001. I used a sender that I lost so I will have to transcribe this e-mail and post it later. Dan Brown published ‘The Da Vinci Code’ March 18, 2003, three years after I sent my e-mail to my seventeen year old daughter who betrayed me, called me a “parasite” and “insane” as she blamed me for all the strife in my family who thwarted my books, my autobiography, my opinions about the “Rose Line” that is surely worthy of a book – two years before Dan Brown wrote his work of fiction – after he and his wife allegedly spied on the yahoogroups I was a member of. Below are some of the e-mails I exchanged in ‘The Priory’ with other brave folks who delved into an ancient mystery that suggested Jesus was married, and born a daughter in the world. This truth did not get down to us because ruthless people hid the truth from us. They altered it for selfish reasons. There were power plays and secret deals. Jesus Christ was un-fathered, his daughter taken from him, just like my daughter was taken from me. And then Tom Snyder published his book of lies that vilified members of my family, and denigrated my mother, Rosemary Rosamond.
One could suggest this is what would happen to the progenitor of the Rose Line – this very day! Is this proof my family is of the Rose Line? Tom Snyder tried to trick me into signed a contract that would forbid me to author my families story. You would not be able to read this e-mail I found, for it mentions Christine along with the Nazarites that are mentioned in one of the first reviews of ‘The Da Vicni Code’
That the history of my kindred is being distorted by Mitt Romney and Paul Ryan in regards to the religious battle brewing in the Reoublican party, suggests this fight is over the True Jesus, whomever he is. Shortly after I sent my e-mail my daughter was disapeared, she seeing members of my family behind my back so as to get in our Family History. I was not told she was going to give birth to my grandson, Tyler Hunt. I was being kept in the dark, while Patrice Hanson took credit for the light that surrounded Vic and Rosemary’s grandchild they never met because Patrice kept Heather a secret from me, I now behilding my daughter until she was sixteen.
Jon Presco
Copyright 2012
Herping and Jogging For Art Dollars
Posted on April 23, 2016 by Royal Rosamond Press
Here is a detailed photograph of Rocky Point. Do you see the “beach” and “sand” Shamus Dundon mentioned in his e-mails to me?
Click on this url:
Here is part of the house my kindred stayed in. When I walked down to the “bowl” carved out by large cascading waves, the going was difficult due to many rocks and boulders under the ice-plant. You can see some of them, the larger ones, where perhaps a lizard might perch?
When I caught lizards as a boy, I did so after I snuck up on them. How about you? Shamus’s lizard hunt involved “jogging” along the steep cliffs while he looked for lizards – by himself! I looked down to make sure I did not stumble. How come he didn’t take his eight year old niece with him, she too not finding sea urchins in nonexistent tide-pools. Vicki told me her son got a headache and went back to the guest house – where he read a book. Was this book about Herping?
Shamus said he worked up a sweat jogging. Look how steep this area is. Normal people jog on paths.
There are three scenarios that could explain how Christine ended up in the water. One is, she was thrown off the cliff near the house. The other is, there was a fishing expedition. Drew gets taken in, while Vicki runs up to the house to call 911. Christine runs down to the bowl, and jumps in to save her daughter, after Shamus refused to be the hero. The third is, Vicki, Shamus, and Drew go down to the bowl to get close to the huge plumes of water being thrown high into the air as the waves hit that wall in the narrow cove. They get caught by a big wave. Only Drew is taken. Vicki runs up to the house to call 911. Christine runs out of the house – without her jacket on! She was not wearing a coat when taken out of the ocean. Consider the wind-chill that morning.
Whole families have been wiped out trying to save each other. Why the lies? My niece Shannon was twenty-eight. If she knew her mother was dead because Vicki and her son were extremely careless, then she would have power over them in the Probate. Vicki was first named Executor. Vicki took family partnership lithographs from the estate which she asked me to sell with the help of the framed Pinecone account draped in black ribbon. I refused. Disgusting! My investigation was underway.
Look how the neighbors got down to the sea. They built stairs! How could any parent let a child enter that bowl? Would you sit there with your back to the ocean? What happened to the tide-pools?
“Follow the money-trail!”
Jon Presco
Copyright 2016
“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.
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.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iUqJROHceNs liz
My Daughter Is Reborn Today
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Capturing Beauty
by
John Presco
Copyright 2022
Yesterday, on January 15, my friend, Casey Farrell, sent me an e-mail about another con-artist who impersonated a famous Rock Star. Several days earlier I told Christine Wandel I found love for my daughter, again, realizing she had a hard, even impossible life. This morning I conclude her mother and aunt knew about Lewis Peter Morgon, who could have known Randall Delpiano. Patrice Handson told me Randy’s Sicilian family might hurt me. Lewis was arrested at the Oaks cardroom owned and ran by Big Bones Remmer who my mother made porno movies for, and, was a high paid prostitute. One of my therapists said this after looking at the photograph of my mother next to Christine on her wedding day.
“Your mother is evil!”
I told Christine Wandel three months ago that I am sharing my new therapist with her. When my sister drowned in 1994, Wandel and I began to have long long-distant calls. We talked about our cruel mothers and dysfunctional families. Then, we were saving Julie – doing a intervention over the phone.
Two nights ago, Wandel told me about the time her father struggled on the back porch with his wife who had his Colt 45 revolver – and was wanting to shoot someone! Christine was a child, looking out the kitchen window at her raging mother.
“Was anyone else around?” I asked
Last night I asked;
“Could you access your father’s shooting range in the basement from stairs inside the house?”
“No.”
“Could you get there from the back steps?”
“Yes!”
“Anywhere else?”
“The door on Hancock Street.”
“Your mother would not want to emerge from that door carrying a large handgun, because the neighbors would see her. Right?”
“Correct!”
“Then, it was not a intruder she wanted to shoot – dead!”
In 1967, Christine and I became lovers at 13th. Street when living with The Loading Zone who played with famous groups at the Fillmore. We remained close friends – hence – along with Peter Shapiro, who played with the Marbles at the first Acid Tests. I wanted to marry Christine. We both had Love Children – two daughters – who have never met. The story of the grandmothers of these two beautiful daughters is on par with Sleeping Beauty. Unfortunately, my daughter’s mother – is evil too! For this reason, I claim my daughter – all to myself! She is – reborn this day! Let me give her a – NEW NAME!
Casey just called, and I told him I am poised to give my daughter MY NAME – a new uncontaminated name. I told him to use his knowlege of The White Goddess to come up with one of the three names. He suggested Willow for reasons that will be revealed later on. Here is THE NAME
Willow Maree Rosamond
Heather’s middle name is Marie. I choose this form – Maree – that means “sea tide” after my grandfather’s poem ‘Your Name’ thus she now owns his surname. This name can be a conjunction..
Willow-Maree
Published at 10:03 A.M.
Your Name
by Royal Rosamond
The tide was low today, my love
A cadence of the sea was wrought
In melancholy strain, and low and fraught
With whisperings of your name above
The deep sea song!
A shell that lured along the shore
Whispered; “I love you evermore!”
I wrote your name upon the sands –
Would that I traced with gentle hands –
The minor chords were wont to spell
Each syllable!
The tide is high tonight, my dear.
The rock-bound shore loves the wave
But sends it dying to its grave.
The low bass notes vie with the fear
The wind send on
The all-encircling gloom
Descended o’er old ocean’s tomb!
Your name is gone tonight, my love:
The angry surge rushed in above.
It cries aloud, with sea gull’s shrill
“I love you still!”
Maree is a feminine name of American origin. The name is mostly used in the United States and also other English-speaking countries all over the world. It is a multicultural name and used in many different languages such as French, Hebrew, Latin and Irish. The meaning of Maree is ‘of the sea’ or ‘bitter’ in American English. In French, it means ‘ocean tides’. In Latin and Hebrew, the name Maree means ‘star of the sea’.
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S.F. Police Arrest Accused Impersonator Of Eagles Bassist at Oaks cardroom!Yahoo/Inbox
- J. Casey Farrell To:braskewitz@yahoo.com Sat, Jan 15 at 12:28 PM
https://www.sfgate.com/news/article/S-F-Police-Arrest-Accused-Impersonator-Of-Eagles-3012583.php
Sent from my iPad
Jaxon Van Derbeken Feb. 27, 1998
San Francisco police have finally put an end to the 10-year road trip of an Atlanta man accused of impersonating former Eagles bass player Randy Meisner.
Lewis Peter Morgan, 52, was apprehended February 18 while playing cards at the Oaks Club Room in Emeryville, said Inspector Curtis Cashen, who had pursued the impersonator for four years.
“We feel great. It’s been a long time, a lot of effort. This is a big case,” Cashen said.
Morgan used everything from false identification in Meisner’s name to personalized guitar picks to pass himself off as the original Eagles member at casinos, hotels and guitar shops around the
Police said he defrauded companies and fans out of cash, custom guitars, brand-name athletic clothing and even a crossbow.
He is being held on $50,000 bail on nine counts including fraud, grand theft and possession of stolen property.
Patrice, Randall, and Heather Delpiano
Posted on November 26, 2020 by Royal Rosamond Press
When I saw my sixteen year old daughter for the first time, I told her and her mother I wanted to get rid of the surname, Delpiano, attached to my daughter. Her fake father was a major parasite on thousands in the Bay Area. Patrice had to know about MORE crimes of theft he committed. I now suspect Randy and Patrice were conning men in bars to get sympathy and money. They were a team. I am going to get court records. Randy used the death of Brent to solicit sympathy and get entry to the lives of those who grieve. This is what the con-artist did to my later sister’s legacy.
That my neighbors depict me as a pariah and parasite, knowing the plight I am suffering to get my daughter free of these con-artists, is vile and evil. These two sucked the life and energy out of me – like vampires! To know this career criminal knew an innocent child was used in a demonic way, is the epitome of evil. In this article Randy may have conned a boy under eighteen to get in his mother’s home to rob her. Patrice told me who could not conceive, and thus he watched my child grow in his wives womb – knowing it was my child! I suspect they both looked for dark way to exploit my unborn child who was five when her fake father got arrested. Was she told? He then went on the lamb, the Oakland police hot on his trail. Did he stay with Patrice in LA?How many bad checks did Randy write that his wife knew about? I can not find a marriage certificate. Did he ever kill anyone?
I was the real and sincere artist in my family. The rest is illusion.
John Presco
Sep 1, 1990 — ATLANTIC CITY, N.J. (AP) _ Miss America 1990 Debbye Turner says … Oakland police are looking for Randall Delpiano to arrest him on a …
The State
JAN. 16, 198912 AM
A man who looted $4,000 from a woman’s bank account while posing as Grateful Dead guitar player Bob Weir has been sentenced to two years in prison and fined $500. The sentence was imposed by Alameda County Superior Court Judge Stanley Golde on Randall C. Delpiano, 33, described in a Probation Department report as having “achieved moderate fame by impersonating” Weir. Delpiano pleaded guilty in Oakland Municipal Court last month to one count of using a computer system to steal money. Other charges were dropped in a plea agreement. Authorities said Delpiano befriended the victim’s son and then moved into the family home. While the woman was out of town in October, they said, he took the money from her bank account using her automatic teller machine card.
When I found myself pregnant, I felt the father could have been
either John’s or my husband’s, but I had to convince the husband
that it was his baby or life would have been unbearable and the
chances of my baby’s survival would have been slim. I knew this baby
was meant to be, and be with me, and that was important. From there
moment she was born, I could see that she looked like John, but it
was the husband’s name that went on the birth certificate.”
Patrice Hanson falsified a birth certificate by putting Randall Delpiano’s name as the father, instead of me. Heather Hanson is MY daughter. Patrice admits she knew this in a letter she composed to send Oprah Winfrey. Randy is famous! He appears in two books as “Bogus Bobby”. Patrice says she was married to BB, but, I have my doubts. Patrice has never had a grasp on reality. She suffers from mental illness due to her severely mentally ill mother being violently beaten by Patrice’s father. This may have caused this poor mother of three to jump off a cliff, and kill herself. Patrice describes herself as being the surrogate mother to her siblings.
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