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.
I need to make sure that I am not *Parenting my children. I find slight humor in the *fact that I have taken 2 pareting classes per instructions of Hillsbourogh Kids Inc in 2 previous case plans. I have written about these parenting class struggles in this blog preeviously. Now I am ordered by the judge not to parent and my visits are once again restricted to 4 hours per week. This is temporary on the condition that they happen in my home, under the * New Caregiver supervision and on the condition that I allow DCF access to my home 24/5 and as the judge said * go through her things. I find this to be the equilivance of rape but this is not new to me. I seriously doubt that any caseworker is going to show up to plunder through my personal items as I would find it to be most repulsive and intrusive. I will be sure to leave some *things for them to find just to see the look on their faces. I am repulsed that the State of Florida Judicial Department allow such orders that violate a persons right to privacy to be bestowed upon innocent people.
The reason for the change is a change in caregiver status with my children. The previous caregivers were my step sister and her abussive husband who works for AJax Paving Company. My sisters husband has hepititus and on New Years Eve spat in my oldest daughters face exposing her to his disease. I asked my sister about it who told me that she, being my daughter was not at risk of catching it as there was no blood in the spit. Shocked that she would not even take this seriously I told her that I was going to have him arrested for assulting my daughter. This resulted in my being served with a restraining order and ordered into court on Jan 9th with Temporary Injunction against me I go into defend myself. The outcome was an order of dismissal.
Soon after my sister attacked one of my children who refused an ultumatium of stop seeing your mother or leave my house. My daughter then had her boyfriend take her most prized posessions to my home and this angered my sister because my daughter was not willing to stop seeing me. They got into a physical alteration where my sister attacked my child who defended herself by pushing and kicking to keep my 38 year old sister from hitting her. That night the cops were called out and the two youngest children were removed. Taken away in a car, then seperated and taken to two different homes in the middle of the night. The next day when I had a hearing I was able to have them placed back together in the home of my middle daughters best friend, whose parents were foster parents. I am lucky this was allowed and as a result the children did not have to change their lives, schools and friends. Right now things are on an even keel and the girls are once again being allowed to be children under the care of very loving people.
My oldest daughter is playing softball again. She is still in the marching band. My middle child is an officer of the FFA for her chapter. She traded in her clairnet for FFA 2 years ago. I had no intentions of her giving her music up and expect her to take up something in the Arts that will balance her FFA projects. She likes to draw horses, and previous won first place in a talent show along with her sisters in 2003, I think she still has her clairnet somewhere. My baby, playing the violin and currently has a baby bunny rabbit. She seems quite taken with it. She is also attending a Baccolorette School
