Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Bradley, Meet Dick Cheney
Dick, I did not share the info on First Merchants to harm you or your reputation. THEIR security was slipping because Mr. Roeder did not know what happened to me in the court room, or immediately after that eventually brought me to Muncie. I will say that even though I won my case, the doctor almost would not discharge me. I explained sternly that he had just lost his case, and legally, they had to release me. Well he pulled the whole it will be AMA and not paid for by insurance. He was a diseased chronic hand washer. His hands were a peeling mess. I was released and Jeff picked me up. The AMA threat was also not legal of him. That never came back to me. I WAS NOT CHARGED, THEY WERE, yesterday. Bradley made sure of it. I kept my work with Bradley all about Bradley. He knew very little about me. I will say that I waited a few days and then took a taxi to Carmel, IN, to formally put my Pilles case to rest. THAT is where I met Officer Christopher Dunlop. He became frustrated with looking for a shelter for me with proper security, but I pushed him to CONCENTRATE and continue. He found me PATHWAYS in Anderson, IN. I was escorted there from Carmel with Chris's posse in a Carmel cop car. The women there were such an incestuous coven and Pagan cult system that they went totally crazy and crazed violent within 16 hours and they then called around and found a space for me at the YWCA in Muncie, IN. I was escorted by undercover police cruiser. It was within that week that I approached First Merchant's Bank after Ms. Pilles wrote a very illegal $400 check on my Twin City Coop Bank account. They would not go through the correct process and left it on my account so First Merchant's stepped up to the plate right away. Thank First Merchant's and all of you who made my transition from Carmel to Muncie possible. All of my records there are VERY REAL in that small vicinity, and maybe there is a head sheriff officer there who would Dye for me at this point. The gate is now secure Dick and Bradley. My writing ability was then truly birthed into the world in a small YWCA pool of discovery.
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