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.
Tomorrow is my juducial review and reunification is still the goal. My sister has told my daughter that I won't ever get my kids back so I am expecting her to make her move. I am surprised she is even attending this hearing but I am told the childrens presence was requested by the case worker. My goal is to get my visits unsupervised as I am in no way a threat to my children. If the state did not allow haters to use them as weapons against families, I would not be dealing with this today. I can't wait to see my girls but hope they handle this well and things go well.
On Monday I went for part one of the evaluation. I am still amazed. All the years when I thought I was crazy and would go see a shrink, they would tell me I was just fine and had figured a lot out on my own. I guess I get offended when under the scrutiny of others. When you put yourself out here, people will all form their own opinions about the circumstances. I do know that the state does not seem at all concerned with the abuse my kids are going through at the hands of my sister and brother in law. Each time I try to get them to see what's going on the case worker Adrien White tells me that they can't control what goes on in my sisters home. I find it odd that their job is to protect the children from abuse but they can turn a blind eye to what's going on under my sister's watch. Eventually people will be able to see what is really going on here but the most important is that my kids know and see the abuse for what it is and not let it affect their long term developement.
