Having 'control' over the money has it's benefits. Over the years, there were items we all would buy for Patricia and transportation we would provide. But, that was just being family. However, so long as Mom and Dad could have their hand in the till why not get compensated for receipts they accumulated over the years. I wasn't that clever. I never thought love as expressed in caring relationships required receipts. Shows you what I know.

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The other clown in this circus is my sister, Judith Schmitinger. She works as a quasi-judge in a traffic division of the North Carolina Justice Department.

Judith is the fair haired child that has never done anything wrong either legally or morally.

She had a DUI, but, who would notice that? And so what if she was three months pregnant at her wedding, it's seems so irrelivant in realizing how perfect she is. Neither Patricia, the second daughter or I the first ever had issues with Drinking while under the influence or pregnancy before marriage. We are so flawed compared to the perfect child Judith is, we pale in comparison.

Getting the feeling this is only slightly dsyfunctional?

Ah, yeah.

This is dear old Dad. Man of pride. Served his country during the Korean War and left with an honorable discharge as a sargent of somekind. The plague with all his citations and ribbons are on the wall in a spare bedroom.

He is currently patriarch of the family. Me is proud of his wife whom serves as Eucharistic Minister right next to the Deacon of the church some days.

Thomas knows every decision about Patricia is a tough one. Torn between paying off his mortage with a complaining wife or saving his daughter's life. So long as Patricia seeks to defer her longevity it fits well into his plans. Of course he is known to cry from time to time but only out of self pitty should his lack of morality even be known to his Pastor and god. That was god with a small G.

This is dear old mom. She is her husband's woman. She knows her place and is happily empty headed within it. By choice of course. I just hate roll players, don't you. Nauseating. She states her morgage at her age is still unpaid. Empty-headed Mommy is about seventy-two as of January.

A model citizen, she has been Volunteer of the Month and Year by the Governor of the State of North Carolina many times for her work at Maryfield Nursing Home. She appeared on the local news station not long ago to acclaim the emotional (She is such an emotional creature, you know. You should see her angry.) satisfaction of volunteerism in the grand State of North Carolina.

Give. Me. A. Break !

Letters of Appointment Limited General Guardian

This is the document that lends to the understanding of Patricia's continued quality of life. For the most part, the Xs in the left hand column indicate her ability for autonomy. It is significant. She is able to still conduct herself socially within the understanding of competent. She has self will and self interest in all she does. The one X in the right hand column, fourth X from the top of the list clearly states "Assist in decisions regarding health treatment. " In making this decision the judge clearly recognized Patricia's inability to discern what is best for her health, yet, the guardian that is her/our father defers to her every time and allows her to remain outside of prudent treatment as perscribed by her physicians and surgeons. The guardian in this case is CLEARLY in violation of the intent of the judges wishes. Did it matter to The State Attorney General? Heck no !

Dear Old Dad never such such figures in any one place at the same time. I guess it overwhelmed him.

These were the accounts that were completely depleted when Patricia found herself homeless. She had taken good care of herself to that point. She had a layer of protections that paid her bills monthly. I don't believe her spending ever changed so much as monthly check from her former spouse stopped after five years and that lead to the depletion of fund otherwise. At one time these accounts were well over $50,000.

Patricia was once an accountant for AT&T International in their Morristown, New Jersey office. She contributed to the wealth of the marriaage as did her spouse. When she left the marriage in pity of herself and the fear of being unable to fulfill a marriage vow of children, she left with mostly her own assets although the courts in New Hampshire felt it was only correct that her actively employed spouse support her for a while until she was able to adjust.

George Mayernik was an example of love and devotion to the end and never fought one word or will of the court. He is now happily remarried but he took the divorce very hard. He was bitter for awhile and didn't remarry for years. He still doesn't have a family other than his new Catholic wife and lives a very challenging career in Tewksbury, Massachusetts at Raytheon Corporation.

I'll simply post the documents as they presented themselves in the file at the courthouse from front to back. This is the final page of the documents I asked to be copied. If I find a comment helpful, I'll post it below the image.

This is the receipt from the Guilford County Courthouse. I sent with other public documents to prove the length I had to go to in realizing the legal proceedings of Patricia's 'disposal.'

Mind you now, the original proceedings were in 2005 after my sister became homeless. I was pursued by the lawyer of the case, Cathline somebody or other, to contribute in testimony to the dire straights the family found themselves in protecting Patricia from herself.

Yet.

When I approached, dear, smart and talented Cathline about the NOW injustice that had become Patricia's terminal destiny, she stated she could have me put in jail for elder abuse for the difference of opinion I held regarding the well being of my sister. The ? opinion ? I held was widely held by three of the top neurosurgeons in the country if not the world.

It was the greed that Tom held close to his heart and the empowerment of his attorney that was wrong and immoral which is leading to Patricia's premature death. The threats by Tom's attorney were an attempt to shut me up !

It didn't work !

The documents presented here are those sent to the State Attorney General of the State of North Carolina. They each spoke to the issue in their own way. I'll give a narrative as they proceed to be published here. This is a tribute to Patricia in her self determination due to fear of a lower functioning mind.

April Fool's Day, Pat. The joke is on us, sister.

 

It's Sunday Afternoon

My sister, Patricia, was always a good Catholic girl. I didn't find Catholicism interesting. Like most Catholic girls (my mother was/is Catholic) we were never talked to about sexuality or our sexual identity. We were left on our own to define that aspect of our life. We did well and enjoyed every minute of it.

Patricia and I were confidants. We didn't appreciate virginity. It was a false sense of self. We were destined to be career women and to that end had complete and absolute autonomy of our lives in that 'we didn't need a man' to get by.

Contrary to popular belief, we weren't loose women. We didn't seek to 'get laid.' We enjoyed, however, the company of men. We valued relationships.

We never found, as we tried on occassion, 'withholding' ourselves from sex powerful. Quite the contrary. 'Withdrawing' from a relationship brought us enduring love with an appreciation for whom we were as a woman.

Within relationships we would find 'plateaus' and within that restlessness a desire for more. To put it bluntly, the relationship was 'going nowhere.' We ended relationships based on our satiation within them and as a result found the men responded with flowers, gifts, diamond engagement rings and planned wedding dates. Never did 'withholding' sexual pleasure in a relationship 'get us anywhere' so much as 'leaving' received applause of self determination and appreciation from our partners.

Patricia, when she married, was very well and successfully married. The marriage was out of love and devotion and not abitrary guidelines based in religious dogma. Our bonding as sisters was around whom we became as women and THAT relationship endures beyond any man.

Only the Good Die Young by Billy Joel

Come out Virginia, don't let me wait
You Catholic girls start much too late
aw
But sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one

well, They showed you a statue, told you to pray
They built you a temple and locked you away
Aw, but they never told you the price that you pay
For things that you might have done.....
Only the good die young
thats what i said
only the good die young x2

You might have heard I run with a dangerous crowd
We ain't too pretty we ain't too proud
We might be laughing a bit too loud
aw But that never hurt no one

So come on Virginia show me a sign
Send up a signal I'll throw you the line
The stained-glass curtain you're hiding behind
Never lets in the sun
Darlin' only the good die young
(woah x5 )
i tell ya
only the good die young x2

You got a nice white dress and a party on your confirmation
You got a brand new soul
mmmm, And a cross of gold
But Virginia they didn't give you quite enough information
You didn't count on me
When you were counting on your rosary
(oh woah woah)

They say there's a heaven for those who will wait
Some say it's better but I say it ain't
I'd rather laugh with the sinners than cry with the saints
the Sinners are much more fun...

you know that only the good die young
oh woah baby
i tell ya
only the good die young, X2


You say your mother told you all that I could give you was a reputation
Aww She never cared for me
But did she ever say a prayer for me? oh woah woah

Come out come out come out virgina dont let me wait,
You catholic girls start much too late
Sooner or later it comes down to fate
I might as well be the one,
You know that only the good die young

I'm telling you baby
You know that only the good die young
Only the good die young
Only the gooooooooooooooood
Only the good die young
Only the gooooooooooooooood
Only the good die young
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo ooooooooooo oooooooooo...

Only the good die young
Only the gooooooooooooooood
Only the good die young
Ooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Okay. Let's get this mess out here so people know exactly how lame the south is when it comes to human rights.

 

This is the last letter I received from the State Attorney General's Office of North Carolina. I had left two voice mails with Ms. Granberry. One preceeding this letter and one after. The one preceeding this letter simply stated she could not be more wrong in her decision to ignore the brevity of my sister's condition and it's life saving outcome. The second voice simply stated, "You'll have to live with your own conscience of which I was confident meant absolutely nothing to her." With that I'll begin.

 

Enlarged image of the letter above.

This was yesterday. Isn't it pretty? Very nice.

April 16, 2007

6:00 PM

Antarctica

Saturday Night will be assembled tomorrow afternoon.

If the computer gods come together, I'll present the papers regarding my sister and the gross negligence of North Carolina in protecting adults from Guardians that have turned their backs on them.

My sister will most likely die, because there was no sincere avenue to facilitate her needed Gamma Knife Treatment regardless the pleadings of her physicians at Wake Forest/Baptist Medical Center.

Of all the southern states, I've always considered North Carolina more progressive than the others, but, the truth of the matter is the state government does little to serve the people of the state so much as enforce political/government priorities. It is why there is such abject poverty in this state and why it remains as backwards as it is in regard to employment or any economic prosperity, in the face of 'those that have tried' such as John and Elizabeth Edwards.

Have a good evening and better morning.

Until tomorrow.

Good night.

Morning Papers - It's Origins

 

The Rooster

"Okeydoke"