My claim of improper procedure against the involved Cities, County, and Investgators who responded to the scene of my sons death never got filed. Oh, I paid for it to be. I guess my Attorney must have forgotten all about it when he had his heart attack. Here's a tip for you, Jane and John Q Public...hire an Attorney with a FIRM. (more on that later)
There are some interesting stories to be told about the St. Clair Coroner. Here in St. Clair County Alabama, if you eat, worship, and live within a twenty mile radius of each other, you can pretty much tell what color your neighbors socks will be on any given day. People do talk. The word around town is, if you die in St. Clair County, it will be from "Blunt Force Trauma to the Head" as per this Coroner (whether it be from being trapped in a burning vehicle or not). I remind you, requirements are a G.E.D and Residency to hold the office f St. Clair County Coroner.
Since I last updated there are two prominent incidents which indicate that my claim of improper investigative procedures in the death of my son are valid :
1. A couple was found shot to death in their home. The Police were called. The 9-1-1 operator and the 9-1-1 log had the Police arriving on scene around 7:30. The Coroner arrived and called the time of death at approximately 8:00, 30 minutes AFTER the Police had arrived on the scene. . . . .
Had the derranged son of the couple not confessed (and if he had hired an Attorney with a brain) the "SHADOW OF A DOUBT" required for acquittal in a capitol murder case would have been the official "Time of Death" called by our very own County Coroner.
Hmmm...
2. Police and Paramedics were called to a residence one evening for a young girl who was apparently in the process of miscarrying a set of twins. Unfortunately, she delivered the two still born infants on the scene.
The "Officials" on the scene deemed it proper to flush the twin fetuses down the toilet.
Now, we are talking Paramedics, Police, and the Coroner (who had to call the time of death for the twins). It is unclear if Crime Scene Investigators were present to determine if the young woman had intentionally caused the death of the twins, if possibly another party had done so, or if it were simply a miscarriage.
Needless to say, the young girls family had a fit.
The "authorities" had to extract the two fetuses from the septic tank.
Since shit always rolls downhill, the blame for the improper disposal of the tiny twin human beings fell on the Paramedics. If memory serves, one was fired.
Remember, I said this is a small town, but I am not a small, quiet individual. I went vocal and viral online about the requirements for Coroner in this County, the "Head Trauma" calls, and the misjudgement by said Coroner of the time death for the murdered couple. After that, I began to notice the CAREFUL wording of the Coroners in the local Newspaper.
I still email the local Sheriff with details of my sons death that they missed. I have worked in environments where investigations and deaths have occured. I can recognize improper investigative procedures, or the lack of an investigation at all.
When the officials arrived on the scene of Brians death, they saw a deceased Soldier. SNR told the officials that Brian had just returned from Iraq, had PTSD, had been drinking heavily and taking pain pills. (And she knew this even though she was not THERE) The "Officials" then made the words "Suicide" and "Veteran" synonymous.
NO evidence was collected.
There was no proper investigation.
There was no autopsy.
SNR said she found Brian hanging in a 5 foot tall shed door, bent at the knee (in clear view of her 7 year old daughter, something Brian would NEVER have done). In the Coroners pictures, Brian had a bruise and swelling on his right cheek. ??? Dead bodies bruise and swell ??? That should have been entered into the Medical Journal!
At the Funeral, I kept saying to my son "Brian, that is the straightest your nose has ever been". THOSE WORDS kept going through my head. That gut feeling that a Mother gets when her child is in danger, or hurt, remains with me today.
It took me a while to be able to think after I buried my son, but I KNEW something simply was not right.
I pulled pictures of Brian out of the albums and laid them beside the picture of him in the casket. It became VERY clear that Brian's nose had been set! WHY? How do you get a broken nose if you have hung yourself in a five foot tall shed door?
As I have stated before, I did ask the "officials" later about that. I was told that they "probably dropped him when they cut him down". Ok, reasonable...there was just one problem. Brian landed on the soft grass, and according to the Coroners pictures, he went down on his LEFT side.
My gut feeling pressed me on.
I called the Funeral Home and asked to speak with the person who tended to Brian. I asked him about Brians nose. Unfortunately he could not remember Brian, my Soldier. Brian is the ONLY Soldier from Iraq buried in this County. Did I mention that you can spit from the North side of the Courthouse to the South side? This is almost a non-town. There is no way that man did not remember. I feel sorry for you sir. I hope when you are old and you wake up in your bed, you have no regrets. May you find peace in knowing you did NOTHING.
There was something else that made no sense in the Coroners pictures. SNR had stated that Brian had been drinking heavily and taking pain pills (brand new bottle of Lortab 7.5, empty, label removed, laying beside his body). If what SNR said were true, then where was the urine on Brians pants from the alcohol? Where was the vomit, or some spittle, or dribble on his face from puking up the pain pills?
Have any of you taken Lortab? If you take even 2 or 3 of them, you are going to puke.
Your BODY will expell them involuntarily!
I repeat, SNR claimed she was NOT HOME when this incident occured.
How could she say Brian had been drinking heavily and taking pain pills?
SNR also stated that Brian had PTSD.
It was later confirmed by the Military that Brian did NOT have PTSD.
So, there is your refresher course, and an update as to what has been found, for the most part.
Let's move forward.
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I spend my days enclosed in the shelter of my home. This is my choice. I have no desire to go out into the world and mingle with people. I dread having to go for groceries and my Doctor's appointments. I did venture out for a weeks vacation in St. Augustine. I really wanted to come back here, pack up, and move down there to live out my days.
My former Attorney, no, his wife, had other plans.
Right after Brian died, I lost it. I do not remember much from 2006 until 2010. I finally decided that I had had enough of being medicated to the point of not knowing what day it was. I do remember that I sold my car and parked my ass right here in this house one day because I was unable to control myself. Although no harm was done, I did something that scared the hell out of me. I almost seriously injured someone because of mistaken identity. It happened so fast that even I was surprised. I knew at that very moment I was not in control and I could not trust myself.
Thinking I was doing the responsible thing, I appointed a power of attorney over my property, finances, and affairs. That was a horrible mistake. I trusted people who approached me with this "Come go to church with us because we love you" bullshit. I guess it just wasn't bad enough that the very foundation of my faith had been rocked out from under my feet, everything I thought was right or believed in since I was a child ceased to exist when Brian died...no, my Power of Attorney had to remove the last bit of trust I had in anything or anyone.
*sigh*
Thats all I can say about that.
I confess. I am a computer geek. I sit here and I talk with my buddies. I play games, watch movies and tune into my favorite TV shows. I do research. I converse with many people about Mandatory Autopsy Law. I search Youtube for pictures of Brian...
Look what I found!
Found on Youtube
For now, I'll stay here within my home. I feel that this course of action is best. I am comfortable in knowing that I haven't hurt anyone. I haven't hurt myself.
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SNR married another Soldier a while back. He also was said to have PTSD. I guess so, that's the pond she was fishing out of thanks to Kev. Fortunatly for the Soldier that union only lasted a few days and ended in annulment.
Better luck next time!
Ohhh, but wait! There is ALREADY a next time!
Recently SNR's married the "babydaddy" (I call him Neanderthal) she was with when Brian died. I guess she had to do whatever it took to get her kids back.
Well, the law clearly states that a man cannot testify against his wife. Doesn't it?
"Martial privilege is a legal right that excludes spouses from the obligation to testify about each other. In civil cases, spouses are not required to testify about private communications that occur between them. When a person is tried in a criminal case, that person's spouse cannot be compelled to testify against him or her."
Ut oh...What's this?
"In order to qualify for marital privilege, a conversation or event must have occurred during the marriage, not prior to the marriage or after a divorce. "
It is facinating who you run into online. I'm now friends on facebook with some people who was able to fill me in on a little secret. I found out SNR's getting pregnant so soon after Brian died was inevitable (we are talking WEEKS). You see, that babydaddy/marital privilege was in the picture the entire time.
Well golly gee, Cupcake.
SNR ran out imediately after Brian died (again, weeks) and bought a big ole house she couldn't afford. I'll give you two guesses as to who she had cutting THAT grass. Anyway, Brian was not quite the fool she pegged him to be. SNR did not get a dime of the Insurance money.
I have that Foreclosure notice around here somewhere...
Thats right. I know. We ALL know.
Speaking of interesting people you meet online. I was pleasantly surprised when I got word that there would be a special broadcast I should watch. It was about a Bigamist named Bobbie Finley.