A non profit org for single families. Being able to provide the bare necessities to people in need would enable them to use their money to better themselves. Shelter, Food, Medical. The idea is to create a voucher program for families to use in their local areas. When thinking this plan back up many years ago the idea of getting big companies to sponsor this idea by proving vouchers in many stores for their products. The vouchers would then be redeemed by the head of family as the items were needed in the home. Items like baby diapers, clothing and personal hygiene for both adults and children, and even toys at Christmas time. These vouchers would be used for these specific items and families needing medical items such as fever reducers, diaper creams and cough medicines could be purchased right in the stores. This would eliminate the liability involved with over the counter medicines and being obtained by the family outside of a retail establishment. My idea will eliminate items going bad in storage and people in need don't feel like second hand citizens eating stale cereal outdated products that many companies feed them today.
These programs in place are wonderful. I would rather see items going to charity then thrown away. But we need to do more.
1968 - Born, May 20, In the Wonderful State of Florida
1971-1972, I was molested for the first time by Herbert Holcomb Swisher 11, Heir to Swisher Sweet Cigars. This would last till I was 15 and during this time I experienced things that will shock the readers of this blog.
1976 in just third grade, (hoke) would take a puppy I had named brownie to my school, then come to me to tell me what he had done. He then told me that if anyone asked if that was my dog that he would kill me if I told them it was. This dog found me the next day and followed me everywhere. Several days of my denying the dog, I am told by my teacher after the dog walked into the open door during class and walked right up to me to take it to the office and tell them that this strange dog is following me everywhere. I leave the class, crying begging the dog to run away as I head to the office to do as I was told. I was sent back to class and a day or so later when I was in the lunch room, my puppy comes in right up to me. Everyone freaked and the school custodian Roosevelt Triplet came in with a rope and put it around the dogs neck and carried my puppy out the door swinging from the end of the rope. The dog had mange, and later when I would ask him what he done with the dog, he told me he killed it. He would become the target of my rage for in my youth he had become the enemy. Later I would attack this man who would just laugh as I cussed him, kicked him, pulled his hair, called him names as he carries me back to school over his shoulder after chasing me as I ran from a teacher and insisted I was going home. Mr Triplet was a pastor who ran a small church in Wakulla County, Fl
1985 - My brother took myself and my sister to the police station to turn (Hoke) in for his crimes against us. Our story would be the first story of it's kind to be posted in the small town news paper in Wakulla County Florida.
1989 - Feb 25th I married Samuel Doyle Toole, a man who was 9 years older than me and who once faced a 60 year prison sentence. Once his sentence was run current he walked out of prison after serving 7 years day for day of his 60 year sentence. He had a good heart, was great to his children. When we started having children, I had to stop him from bringing homeless people home for dinner. He would then come home, ask me to make a doggy bag and take food back out to them.
1991 Aug first daughter was born.
1992 Aug, second daughter was born.
1995 Feb, husband has accident that leaves him with TBI.. He never recovered and spent the remainder of his life in a health care facility.
1995 June, third daughter was born.
* Worked with M&M Transit transporting incompasitated passangers from nursing homes, to doctors appointments and home from hospitals after an extended stay. I ran a stretcher van, equipted to haul 2 stretchers side by side in the back. This job had me going in and out of nursing homes in several counties during a time when I needed to find one to place my husband into. The hospital tried to dump him in every slum possible but I managed to stand my ground and eventually had him placed at River Chase Care Center. It would later be told to my children by my sister that I put him in a slum. I knew it was one of the nicest places I went into and after checking the homes ratings still feel that even though a simple decision of where I placed my husband was used to try to turn my kids against me, I stand covicted that he was in a place where his daily needs were being met. It was not a state run home.
1995 November, 11 I was arrested for battery for hitting a man with a boat oar, who jumped my fence and frightened my children. My mistake was being honest with the officer when asked who hit first. I told him I did but was so upset at the time did not get time to explain the man jumped the fence, dropped his cup of booze in my yard and was running at me when I swung on him. After 55 days in jail I finally got a bond hearing and was offered a plea to walk that day. I took a plea because with a new baby at home and a husband in coma this case was the least important thing on my agenda.
2000 June became a widow, when husband passed from pneumonia from complications of long term TBI.
2001 Jan, 6th, completed one year of house arrest and completed the terms of my probation successfully.
2001 April I packed up the kids and the cats and moved to Tampa Bay.
2003 April, the State of Florida steals my children from school during a hard time when they should have helped me, their way was to take the only reasons I had to live for.
1971-1972, I was molested for the first time by Herbert Holcomb Swisher 11, Heir to Swisher Sweet Cigars. This would last till I was 15 and during this time I experienced things that will shock the readers of this blog.
1976 in just third grade, (hoke) would take a puppy I had named brownie to my school, then come to me to tell me what he had done. He then told me that if anyone asked if that was my dog that he would kill me if I told them it was. This dog found me the next day and followed me everywhere. Several days of my denying the dog, I am told by my teacher after the dog walked into the open door during class and walked right up to me to take it to the office and tell them that this strange dog is following me everywhere. I leave the class, crying begging the dog to run away as I head to the office to do as I was told. I was sent back to class and a day or so later when I was in the lunch room, my puppy comes in right up to me. Everyone freaked and the school custodian Roosevelt Triplet came in with a rope and put it around the dogs neck and carried my puppy out the door swinging from the end of the rope. The dog had mange, and later when I would ask him what he done with the dog, he told me he killed it. He would become the target of my rage for in my youth he had become the enemy. Later I would attack this man who would just laugh as I cussed him, kicked him, pulled his hair, called him names as he carries me back to school over his shoulder after chasing me as I ran from a teacher and insisted I was going home. Mr Triplet was a pastor who ran a small church in Wakulla County, Fl
1985 - My brother took myself and my sister to the police station to turn (Hoke) in for his crimes against us. Our story would be the first story of it's kind to be posted in the small town news paper in Wakulla County Florida.
1989 - Feb 25th I married Samuel Doyle Toole, a man who was 9 years older than me and who once faced a 60 year prison sentence. Once his sentence was run current he walked out of prison after serving 7 years day for day of his 60 year sentence. He had a good heart, was great to his children. When we started having children, I had to stop him from bringing homeless people home for dinner. He would then come home, ask me to make a doggy bag and take food back out to them.
1991 Aug first daughter was born.
1992 Aug, second daughter was born.
1995 Feb, husband has accident that leaves him with TBI.. He never recovered and spent the remainder of his life in a health care facility.
1995 June, third daughter was born.
* Worked with M&M Transit transporting incompasitated passangers from nursing homes, to doctors appointments and home from hospitals after an extended stay. I ran a stretcher van, equipted to haul 2 stretchers side by side in the back. This job had me going in and out of nursing homes in several counties during a time when I needed to find one to place my husband into. The hospital tried to dump him in every slum possible but I managed to stand my ground and eventually had him placed at River Chase Care Center. It would later be told to my children by my sister that I put him in a slum. I knew it was one of the nicest places I went into and after checking the homes ratings still feel that even though a simple decision of where I placed my husband was used to try to turn my kids against me, I stand covicted that he was in a place where his daily needs were being met. It was not a state run home.
1995 November, 11 I was arrested for battery for hitting a man with a boat oar, who jumped my fence and frightened my children. My mistake was being honest with the officer when asked who hit first. I told him I did but was so upset at the time did not get time to explain the man jumped the fence, dropped his cup of booze in my yard and was running at me when I swung on him. After 55 days in jail I finally got a bond hearing and was offered a plea to walk that day. I took a plea because with a new baby at home and a husband in coma this case was the least important thing on my agenda.
2000 June became a widow, when husband passed from pneumonia from complications of long term TBI.
2001 Jan, 6th, completed one year of house arrest and completed the terms of my probation successfully.
2001 April I packed up the kids and the cats and moved to Tampa Bay.
2003 April, the State of Florida steals my children from school during a hard time when they should have helped me, their way was to take the only reasons I had to live for.
Saturday, September 29, 2007
From the Bottom Up
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