God's On Our Side, Sweetie! But The Devil Has Control!

God's On Our Side, Sweetie! But The Devil Has Control!


Wednesday, October 19, 2016


My name is Deborah Breuner (Davis) and I grew up about 6 doors down from President Reagan when he was Governor of California. I was 16 years old at the time. Reagan also kept his horses on my mother’s ranch in Roseville, California. He and I would have the occasional picnic, upon a bench my mother created as a child between two Oak Trees, under the watchful eyes of his security detail. It was and is an extremely fond memory of mine.

The reason I am writing you is in hopes I might be able to help the Trump Campaign shed some light on what I see is the problem with this country.

You see I was once worth millions of dollars, until my trustee’s and a number of crooked lawyers stole it all. You know the kind of lawyers I am talking about. If they aren’t stealing from people personally, they are doing so from Washington DC.

What I’ve learned is this; certain kinds of Liberal’s like Obama, Hillary Clinton and their kind have created a country where hard work is a thing of the past. This attitude has trickled down to where if you work for the Government you not only don’t have to do your job, your co-workers encourage you not to.

President Reagan earned his money before he chose to enter politics very much like Donald Trump. The Liberal’s like the Clinton’s and the Obama’s got into politics to get rich by any means possible. Anyone who can’t see what is going on is obviously this kind of Liberal; sometimes they pretend to be Republican’s…kind of like Michele pretending to be female.

Until someone says “You’re Fired” this country of ours is up the creek without a paddle.

Remember the millions I mentioned earlier? I am now penniless, at 68 years old, and have one foot in the street because of the ineptitude of these Liberals. My husband and I lost everything, in 2007, and actually lived in a tent for 3 years, our truck for another year and it gets worse from here. All because of unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crime. In fact the first financial crime was committed against my trust and myself by a well-known pillar of society who sits high above us all in Washington DC. Trust’s legally protect assets, but not anymore! You ask how I can prove this, it’s simple, I’ve written a six-volume memoir and a couple of blogs where I name names and list documents of proof. No one has sued me for defamation, because I’m telling the truth and been doing so since 2000, while not one authority will do their job.

The criminal’s quest is to render one penniless, there’s nothing to be done at this point.

However, it's hardly about the horrific financial crimes that have been committed against us, now, by financial elite and financial institutions; it's more about the many, many authorities that purposely ignore these crimes from the police all the way up to the Supreme Court of The United States and every authority in between.

It's about voting into office, if our votes actually count, criminals like the Clinton's who have been proven to be criminals and yet they are poised to continue to be a, pathetic, example to the citizens of this country...again?

None of the other issues, in this current campaign, mean a thing if the financial elite continue to steal the publics' assets from checking, savings, trust, stock and 401K accounts, as well as illegally foreclose on property, while the authorities ignore it all; just like the Clinton's crimes are ignored!

In fact, and I quote my business partner/husband's brother who said when he landed a job with the state of California, (Government) "I'll never have to work another day in my life."

Need I say more?

Should someone from the Trump Campaign, or other interested party, wish to speak to me I can be reached by email below.

Thank you for your time.

Deborah Breuner (Davis)

Below Please see letter I wrote to Dennis Michael Lynch, forwarding to him the above letter to President Trump...Hopefully

Dear Mr. Lynch,

I’ve just recently learned of you; don’t know where I’ve been as to not notice your great work until now? Perhaps busy fighting for my life as many other Americans, in my shoes, have been and still are. In fact in my humble opinion I’d say what’s happening in this country is very much like what has already occurred during the holocaust.

I believe we’re witnessing a holocaust now.

And, this fact is never the topic of conversation, instead people skirt over it saying, “Yes I know you’re right” and then off they go to live their day in denial.

Obviously these particular individuals have yet to experience what I have.

Trump isn’t even talking about the subject and it’s the foundation of this country. Well he may discuss the people working government jobs that should be fired, but he speaks of this globally; he doesn’t get down to brass tacks and claim one of the main problems in this country.

The financial institutions and financial elite are stealing funds out of checking, savings, stock, 401K’s and named trusts while all the authorities including the government ignore it. The attorneys and courts work together to keep these cases from ever seeing a courtroom and this includes most of the illegal foreclosures too, while the media purposely refuses to expose these atrocities.

No matter what other issues concern the United States this fact must be attended to first…unless of course we are witnessing a holocaust. Then I’d say we’re all doomed and we might as well sit back and wait for death.

My personal story is almost twenty years old now and I’ve been battling everyday since the onset, except when I’m writing the sixth volume of my memoir or screenplays with my business partner/husband, Larry.

You can Google my name Deborah Breuner Davis, or just Deborah Breuner and you’ll see this ugly story unfold. Please visit my blog at;


You might want go back to 2012 when I first launched this blog; many facts start being exposed from the beginning. Included on my blog are some documents of proof to my situation. In fact my blog is a roadmap to how horrendous financial crimes are purposely ignored in this country.

Now after my twenty years of this I can make a very clear statement of truth amongst many others I’ve made over the years and managed to show up on Google.

Crimes such as those purposely committed against me and then purposely ignored by the proper authorities are not only destroying lives financially, but they are destroying relationships with family and friends, because when they see that the authorities do nothing, while they have yet to experience what we the victims have, they assume we are “Crazy” so they exile us from their lives. They have no clue to how corrupt the financial institutions; authorities and courts really are in this country because the media hides it all.

I know, as many other parents have, I taught my children, as they grew up, to respect the authorities so now when they see the authorities and courts turn their back to these crimes committed against me…well you can only imagine. I can tell you my friends whom I proudly still called friends from the time I was three years old now see me as crazy.

Needless to state again, these unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes are destroying lives and relationships and without this addressed no president, no matter of what political party will ever set this country straight.

Since you’re exposing what the MSM refuses to address, I’m hoping you’ll expose my story and that of others like mine. Believe me there are many of us. I alone know at least twenty families suffering as much as we are; homeless and penniless; living in and out of the streets, while they were once active citizens employing many people in our businesses. They are all destroyed now by financial crimes committed by those they should have been able to trust.

I have copied and pasted a recent letter I’ve written to Donald Trump below and attached it in pdf to this email.

Thank you for your time.

Deborah Breuner (Davis)

Below please see another letter to Donald J Trump from a victim of horrendous unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crime;

Dear President Trump, (We’re hoping)

My name is Carla Glade; I’m a paralegal and have been for many years. I mention my career so you’ll understand that I actually know the laws while I watch the authorities in this country completely ignore the outrageous financial crimes taking place against many Americans by the financial elite, the legal world, authorities, (mostly government), attorneys, courts and of course the media who refuse to expose it all.

You Mr. Trump can actually make a difference, in this country, if you concentrate on the fact that no government employee in America does their job while the financial crimes going unaddressed are destroying lives and families. Citizens of this country are ending up in the streets, homeless and penniless. My family and I have been struggling with, horrible financial crime committed against us since 1993; unaddressed by the correct authorities and government personal.

My question to you is, how can a society function if the citizens can no longer function because of financial crimes, committed against them by the powerful, that render them homeless and penniless?

I believe you see and understand this.

If I can help in your campaign in any way just contact me below. I’m pretty limited because of my dire situation but I can make phone calls.

Carla Glade

Thursday, October 6, 2016




Make crime pay. Become a Lawyer.

Will Rogers

In March, 2006, Larry and I find Richard K. Rufner Esq. in Denver, Colorado, who’s a malpractice attorney and has been on the Colorado Ethics Committee, which is comforting. He’s also a graduate of Annapolis in Maryland and been a fighter pilot. “This might help,” I think to myself. “I mean a cadet will be thrown out of Annapolis if they show even a breath of dishonesty.” I have first hand experience and knowledge about this after attending a dance at Annapolis when I was a mere thirteen years old.

As we arrive in his office, overseeing the Colorado mountains, we see he’s a large, unassuming man with bright eyes and very professional. He wanted to meet Larry and me in person, suggesting that we bring my documents...not send them to his office. Mr. Rufner practically stands on his desk, in shock, over what Ken has done. He agrees to help me, saying that Mr. Catanzarite has committed almost every ethical violation an attorney could possibly commit…and broken many federal laws. Besides this, we learn there were no statute issues concerning the Sun Valley property, therefore no reason for me to sign Catanzarite’s contract in less than eight hours. We had actually already figured this out and now we’ve found someone who will hold Catanzarite responsible. Mr. Rufner wonders why Ken Catanzarite hasn’t lost his license yet.

Now Rufner says, “This contract is unconscionable and against the law.” Then he turns towards his computer and types in the California State Bar, looking for any previous charges against Catanzarite. He turns back towards Larry and me saying, “I can’t believe it. Catanzarite has never been charged in the past. Well he will be this time! In fact, as soon as the KeyBank case is over or Catanzarite withdraws, I’m filling a malpractice suit against him and turning him into the CalBar.” Mr. Rufner advises that, no matter what happens, I must not fire Ken and if I’m not happy with the settlement Ken is pushing me into with KeyBank, just say, “No.”

Ah…Larry and I have finally found an honest attorney with a brain.

In April, 2006, Larry and I must go to Idaho for mediation with KeyBank. Ken says, “It’s mandatory,” yet he has not submitted one piece of discovery to the court and hasn’t done any depositions. And Judge Winmill, the Idaho Federal Judge, hasn’t ruled yet on KeyBank’s unlawful foreclosure. Even with my lack of knowledge, about the law, I know it’s ridiculous to try and settle without a judge’s order, but Larry and I know we must go…it’s the law.

Between the day we hear about the mediation with KeyBank and the day this will occur, Ken e-mails and calls with, “The mediation has been canceled; you might as well save your money and cancel your dog sitter. In fact you should get rid of those dogs.” I’m incensed about Ken telling me to get rid of my dogs. Yet, by this time Larry and I know better than to believe one word Ken Catanzarite utters. I don’t cancel the hard to obtain “kennel time” for our now six dogs.

The day before the KeyBank mediation, Ken’s daughter, Nicole, also an attorney in his office, in the very first time she’s ever written me in her life, writes an e-mail, “The mediation is on tomorrow and you must be there in Idaho at 10:00 AM sharp.” She doesn’t mention where we should be and ignores my e-mails asking. At this point Larry and I know that Ken Catanzarite has purposely tried to make sure that I would never show up in Idaho. The case would be dismissed and he’ll take both my current Steamboat property and the Sun Valley property.

“For God’s sake, Larry, what do these dishonest attorneys do, sit around their offices all day working on how to maneuver around the laws so they can destroy their own clients?” So far the greatest percentage of attorneys I’ve hired sign on to represent me, and instead protect the perpetrators. But we beat Ken at his own game, and jump into the car, driving ten hours to Boise, Idaho, while I call Ken on the hour every hour. Apparently, he is indisposed for the first time since I’d hired him…he just can’t get to his pocket for the cell phone on time to answer.

At 10:00 AM the next day, Larry and I still have no idea where the KeyBank mediation will be held, so we guess. We show up at John Ward’s Law Firm, about an hour late, but this is just because Ken finally called saying his plane had been delayed. He still wouldn’t tell me where the mediation would be. KeyBank wants to just give me back my Sun Valley house for twelve months, allowing me to sell it again, while Ken’s hand picked, retired judge of over eighty years old from Oregon, oversees this pathetic mediation. I will receive no cash.

The judge/mediator is so old he can barely speak; he admits he doesn’t know a thing about the case, admitting also he’s not familiar with Idaho law as his hands shake from obvious Parkinson’s Disease. Outrageous, and still more so since I have no money, which McDonald and KeyBank have taken through federal crimes committed against me. Ken will have to take over the care and ownership of the Sun Valley property. In his contract he put a lien on it, so now I’ve figured out for sure what his intent has been all along.

Ken will end up owning my Sun Valley property, as he claims that I owe him three hundred and fifty thousand dollars in costs already, over and above his fifty percent unconscionable contingency fee... I get nothing. Not to mention, with the black cloud KeyBank has created over my property at this point, I’d have to give it away to any potential buyer. Yet, I have proof that McDonald forged my signature, that KeyBank disregarded my trust, suspect they misappropriated my monthly payments on the small loan to a phantom account so they could claim I was in default when I wasn’t, and kept me from selling the house by telling lenders my home was overvalued. To add insult to injury, you don’t give commercial loans on residential property. This too is against the law.

Additionally, I had watched Ken have an unfamiliar-with-Sun Valley real estate appraiser (had never been to Sun Valley in his life) re-appraise my property by excluding one thousand square feet from it’s size so he could claim it wasn’t worth what my trusted professional appraiser, familiar-with-Sun Valley, deemed to be true just a couple of months earlier. This was quite obvious when Larry and I checked out the new appraisal, which we brought to Ken’s attention and he ignored. I also know there’s more crime flourishing about but Mr. Catanzarite keeps facts from me and refuses to submit anything proving my case to the courts, thereby controlling how the suit progresses.

I say “No” to KeyBank’s offer.

Ken says, “You’ve had many years enjoying your homes and great wealth. Why not just be happy with what you’ve had and get over it?” Okay… I’d be arrested for what I was about to say at this point, so I didn’t.

But, I’m now very aware of why Ken had the Sun Valley appraisal corruptly adjusted; he must have worked for hours figuring out how to lower the value of my property? Or maybe he’s an old hand? I’d opt for the old hand. With the lower value Ken could claim the equity left in this property was just about what I’d owe him for his bogus costs for destroying my life further. Then walla, he’d take my Sun Valley property for his payment.

A week later Judge Winmill, of the Pocatello, Idaho, Federal Court grants me a partial Summary Judgment for an unlawful foreclosure. Ken had the proof to get me a full Summary Judgment in his hot little briefcase. He purposely didn’t submit it to the court. Or, Judge Winmill and Ken colluded together to exclude this proof. Who the hell knows? The full Summary Judgment would have forced KeyBank to pay me cash and give me my home back permanently. After all, at this point, although the fraudulent bank proof has been kept from me, I’m very positive that KeyBank had been taking my payments on the small line of credit and claiming these payments were never made. Why else would they refuse to give me my account statements? Not to mention, it’s also against the federal laws to foreclose non-judicially on a trust owned property, and never can a bank foreclose on property using a personal loan. And, commercial loans are not given on residential property. Yet so far, this is what KeyBank has done, while Ken Catanzarite belittles me and continues to withhold evidence from the judge. John Ward, KeyBank’s permanent counsel, has reaped the nickname, “Skeletor.” I think I know why. And, no one can tell me that someone isn’t paying someone off.

Over the next couple of weeks, Mr. Catanzarite tries to force me to take KeyBank’s deal. When I refuse, he threatens to withdraw which is about the tenth time. This threat becomes a reality on May 15, 2006, and at the same time I realize Ken has destroyed my case in Michigan as well by withholding all the Paine Webber account statements, so the judge dismissed this case. Ken writes an e-mail to me along with his withdrawal. “I have subpoenaed the account statements from Paine Webber in another Michigan Court, but the documents have not been served on anyone. I suggest you hire another attorney to serve the defendants soon or you’ll lose your statutes.”

“How convenient,” I think to myself. I have no idea what this other Michigan court is.

Now I have at least figured out why the law lenders had been turning me down.

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

For many months I interview new lawyers for the KeyBank suit. Mr. Rufner only says that I must settle the KeyBank case before he can file a malpractice suit against Ken. He assures me I still have six years to file again in Michigan for my trust. Finally, I find White Peterson Law firm in Nampa, Idaho, in late May, 2006. Larry and I must sell our red truck over two days’ time by running around to Steamboat car dealerships, basically begging them to buy it so that we can get the money to even meet with the lawyers.

After Kevin Dinius of White Peterson goes through all the documents, he and his team of lawyers decide to take on the KeyBank case. During their research, they uncover the news that someone in my family held back funds that belonged to me from the sale of the Diamond K Ranch, my mother’s property. Now I’m putting all the pieces of my life together, yet it takes me another full month before I can digest the fact that not only was Sonard (Gerard, my brother-in-law) involved with this but perhaps Winnie and Jennie too.

Justice Anthony “Tony” M. Kennedy Esq. was the attorney that oversaw Sonard and Shitty’s interests after my parents died, as well as mine, and he was my first divorce attorney who advised that I create a trust to protect my assets. With his background, education and financial expertise, my trust should never have been embezzled – unless he’s at the bottom of the theft.

Happily, Larry and I return to Steamboat feeling like we have finally found the help we need all around. I just have to find counsel in Michigan to file the correct suit for my trust. Ken lost the statutes on purpose for opening my divorce but he didn’t even approach the trust issue or Paine Webber, and I have six years to file for fraud. I still have time. So Larry and I spend our days on the phone again looking for a good trust litigator in Detroit. We have no money whatsoever and are selling whatever we have that will create cash. Our business has been destroyed.

Larry borrows twenty-five hundred dollars from his attorney friend Harry Burgess. We can’t find employment, mostly because of what KeyBank has unlawfully done to our credit, amongst other challenges such as lack of experience, age, and always having our own business. And, we don’t have the resources to get the Deborah Breuner Ltd started again so we work towards something smaller, creating funny t-shirts. The vender in Steamboat, after promises of having prototypes done in a month, instead takes close to a year and we run out of cash again. We had no choice other than to wait for him, as we couldn’t afford to handle this in any far away place. We wouldn’t be able to pay for the gas to get there three times a week. No, I don’t believe our vender is in collusion with the bank; he’s just an idiot.

But now we must put our efforts into finding buyers for my diamonds, skis, Larry’s tools and truck. Finally one day, Kevin Dinius announces that I must be at a deposition in Denver with KeyBank, yet he too has done neither depositions nor discovery on my behalf. Larry and I again have no money so we must get up at 2:00 AM for two days in order to drive to Denver (three hours) and back each day as we appear at the KeyBank depositions. We sell most of our music CD’s at a local pawnshop to get cash for the gas.

During KeyBank’s deposition, John “Skeletor” Ward asks, “Ms. Davis do you live by a budget? It seems you’ve been spending beyond your means.”

Now I’m furious but calmly answer, “Well gee, I haven’t seen my own account statements for anything concerning KeyBank/McDonald or Paine Webber in years, while your clients were stealing money out of my account to the tune of hundreds of thousands of dollars, so how would I be able to even see what was going on with my finances?”

Skeletor arrogantly laughs like a hyena and says, “Well you dropped McDonald. They aren’t part of this suit…remember?”

I wanted to say, “Shut the f—k up!” But, I didn’t. I was also beginning to learn, but not totally understand, that the real reason Ken dropped McDonald from the case was because they have a fiduciary duty to me, which would cause KeyBank to have one to me as well, but without them, KeyBank wouldn’t have one unless they committed a crime, which of course I knew they had…many in fact.

Meanwhile, I’m also hearing through the grapevine of attorney garble in the room that, by law, banks have no fiduciary duty to their customers, which, in my mind, allows them the ability to commit any kind of financial crime they choose…unless it can be proven. So far it appears my own counsel is making sure this won’t happen. It’s shocking me. Then Skeletor says, “What’s happened to your family through all this?”

I merely respond, “Well they seem to be part of the mess so I have no relationship with any of them.”

Skeletor comes back with “Jackpot” sparkling from his eyes and says, “R-e-a-l-l-y?” Suddenly I realized I’d just stuck my foot in my mouth.

Kevin makes promises as to what he’ll be doing next to help me, via cell phone, such as holding Catanzarite responsible for everything, while Larry and I drive back to Steamboat each night. But after KeyBank’s deposition, over six weeks go by before I hear from Kevin again. He doesn’t supply me with the transcripts from the deposition as he promised, and refuses to return my frantic calls asking about what is going on.

Rick Rufner, in the meantime, has signed a contract with me and filed a Declaratory Action against Ken in the Routt County Court in Steamboat Springs concerning my property, the crimes he’s committed, and his unethical contract. I also contact my brother-in law, Sonard, for the second time to get Justice Anthony “Tony” M. Kennedy’s contact information so I can get my file from him. Sonard refuses to give me this information saying, “You’re not allowed to talk to him, because he’s a sitting Supreme Court Justice.” Of course I don’t believe this response. But what can I do? I’m just left still more convinced that my whole family is involved with my financial demise.

In October, 2006, on a Thursday afternoon Kevin shocks me out of my mind by calling with a settlement offer. KeyBank wants all this over, but again I get basically nothing. Yet, this time they have offered five hundred thousand dollars and they keep my now three million-dollar Sun Valley property. What has been lost between KeyBank/McDonald is close to ten million dollars of my assets. When you include Larry’s and my business, it’s still more. But I agree to this settlement out of pure exhaustion. I trust Ken Catanzarite will eventually be held responsible for all my damage and Larry’s too.

Kevin still has done no discovery or depositions; he doesn’t have Ken Catanzarite’s file, I’m told. Mr. Catanzarite is holding his file ransom…another ethical violation. It’s been six months since I hired Kevin. The very next day, Kevin withdraws from representing me via e-mail. There’s no mention of the settlement. I’m just at the end of my rope. I believe KeyBank is paying these lawyers off to keep my suit worthless, or Ken is, and I don’t have the full scope as to what Ken didn’t do on my case. Yet I’m confident that he should be in prison for what I do know, along with many KeyBank/McDonald executives.

I see Kevin is following Catanzarite’s plan. I write the lead attorneys in Kevin’s law firm, complaining about his actions, which are ignored. I even write Judge Winmill, not expecting an answer of course, just informing him. Again, Larry and I are back on the phone, looking for lawyers while I represent myself in the Pocatello, Idaho, Federal Court for God knows how long, trying to figure out what I can file in order to keep my case alive. Larry and I are checking out books from the local library trying to understand the law...becoming lawyers with no degree.

Kevin Dinius lies to Judge Winmill about serving me notarized documents of his withdrawal. He didn’t, and what’s more, he indicates to the court in writing that I had moved over a month earlier, and he couldn’t find out where I was to inform me to pick up these withdrawal documents from the post office in Steamboat. This is outrageous, since neither Larry nor I have the money to do anything but wait at home for justice and care for our precious family of dogs.

Our biggest trips of the day are to the grocery store and mailbox. We certainly haven’t been out of town or moved. I’m astounded by the dishonesty amidst the legal world. I’m feeling like I should have known by the way Kevin Dinius acted during depositions.

Yet, I’ve also learned by now that firing an attorney merely creates more legal problems, which inevitably becomes my problem and will cost me money, which I don’t have.

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

The short, heavy, little bulldog looking jerk would barely address my presence for two days during KeyBank depositions, and certainly never spoke in my defense nor advised me. Instead, he spent the two days arrogantly gazing at his laptop screen saver, which sported his own photograph skydiving. He appeared to be in great distress, which I didn’t understand back then nor do I have anything more than clues now. But, I don’t have time to worry about any of this; I must find still another new law firm. I have lost almost all the discovery time and the judge won’t grant me more while I’m within days of having the KeyBank case dismissed.

And, I wouldn’t have even known to do this if I hadn’t called the friend of the court, who told me my case was going to be dismissed if I didn’t either sign, in pro per, or find new counsel. Kevin had already gotten the judge to wave my signature for his withdrawal, which I wasn’t aware of until now. I had no choice but to become pro per until I found a new law firm.

In the meantime, I call the expert witness that Balamuth Law Firm had hired, Steven I. Fried of Capital Finance, to evaluate Mr. Catanzarite’s crimes and ethical violations. I thought he could recommend to me what I should file in the Pocatello, Idaho, Federal Court next. He is extremely helpful. I then turned Kevin Dinius into the Idaho State Bar, by filing a complaint against him for lying to the court about me and not doing a thing on my case. Go on; just ask me what the Idaho State Bar did!

Absolutely nothing.

Meanwhile, Larry and I have figured out how to file a motion with the court for KeyBank in-house documents. A few weeks later I receive a letter from John “Skelator” Ward, refusing to supply most of what I’ve subpoenaed, claiming the discovery time deadline is too short to supply these, which is a complete lie. I still had a month of discovery time left. However, I do receive computer disks displaying many in-house letters between the KeyBank executives which read, “Ms. Davis’ property is owned by her trust. Please adjust the loan documents to reflect this.” Then there’d be another letter saying, “No, the property belongs to her personally.” I stared down upon the original loan documents clearly showing the bridge loan was given to my trust and a copy of my trust indicating my home is owned by this trust. Now I can see I had still more ammunition against KeyBank, because I now have their own proof to what they have done.

I remember wondering why KeyBank would blatantly send to me such viable proof of their fraud against me. It didn’t make sense. Why would they purposely, in writing, show how inept or criminal they were and are?

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

Eventually I call Huntley Park Law Firm in Boise, Idaho. The one law firm I’d missed earlier in this legal journey that didn’t represent KeyBank. Interestingly though, I had called them a few years back and the secretary claimed they had a conflict. As it turns out this wasn’t true…they merely had a business account with KeyBank. Bill Thomas has been a president and counsel for a bank. He and his partner, Dan Williams, know how to read the fine print on bank documents. They tell me most lawyers don’t even attempt to understand these contracts. But, they can and will help me. I have no idea what they look like...there are no photographs on their website. I have no way to access their eyes to see whether they’re honest...not that I’ve been very good at this so far.

The first phone call I have with Bill Thomas he says to me, “I’m fairly sympathetic to your situation but I take pause when I see so many attorney withdrawals.”

“Oh my God.” This remark outrageous me, because I know all these withdrawals involve plain old unethical behavior and crime. At any other time I probably would have said, “Thank you for your time but I’ll keep looking.” However, I just let the remark go. I’m desperate and sense Bill’s firm will help me, which they do but not without warning me concerning the facts. They think Ken has destroyed my case, but they will do whatever they can to save it by filing another suit in Blaine County, Idaho, Court to gain back discovery, re-introducing proof that Ken withheld.

While Bill and Dan work on my behalf, Ken Catanzarite demands that I go to arbitration in California with him over his contract, which the Routt County Court allows before they can rule. After all, in spite of Ken’s unconscionable terms, he has an arbitration clause. Larry and I must sell more of our belongings in order to get to California. We have to borrow money as well in order to pay Rick Rufner a thousand dollars to represent me at arbitration.

On the first morning of arbitration Larry and I pick up Mr. Rufner at his hotel; stop to eat breakfast together, and go on to the first planned event of the next two days… Mr. Catanzarite’s arbitrational lies of the century, as we listen to his words, show he is unbelievably unethical besides being a criminal. Mr. Rufner asked Ken three times, “Do you think you have a fiduciary duty to your client?”

Ken answers, “No.”

We learn that Mr. Catanzarite actually forged my signature on a buy/sell agreement with his bank, Washington Mutual, March 10, 2005.

Why? Because he wanted it to appear that he purchased my home before he signed on as my attorney, relieving himself of a serious ethical violation. By the way, it’s absolutely prohibited by the California Professional Rules of Conduct that an attorney purchase a client’s home out of foreclosure. Of course, Larry and I had to spend weeks learning all this through our own efforts and investigation. By this time we knew where to find what law on what page in the law books.

We’ve also realized McDonald Investments being dropped from the suit did not hold KeyBank responsible for the forgeries and pillaging of my account. Bill Thomas had informed me of this. In fact now McDonald was getting away with their crimes, and Mr. Catanzarite made sure they would by dropping them from the suit, leaving KeyBank only responsible for an unlawful foreclosure. So now we knew Ken lied about this legal action too.

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

Of course, I had proof that Ken purchased my home at the exact time he signed on as my attorney. When Mr. Rufner asks Ken why he didn’t open my divorce in Michigan, as he signed on to do, Ken replies, “Because John Schaefer said I couldn’t, and besides Ms. Davis would have only received three million dollars in a suit such as this.” As if three million dollars was worth nothing?

Of course this is the first time I’ve heard this evaluation or excuse. I’m stunned and angry at the same time, while I sit there reminded that I’m now penniless. I actually get a laugh when Mr. Rufner responds with, “Well isn’t that sort of like the fox guarding the hen house?”

Larry then goes out to our Jeep in the parking lot to retrieve an e-mail Ken sent me before he purchased my house, where he solicits to buy my property, which makes his actions still more unconscionable. Mr. Catanzarite has been claiming I asked him if he would take the house over, rather than the truth, which is he advised that he purchase my home to protect it until my suits were complete. When Ken sees that I have proof of something that contradicts his claim, he thinks for a minute then responds with, “Well that particular e -mail must have been dropped from my computer. I don’t have that.”

Of course he doesn’t. What a complete ass. I feel like I’m in kindergarten with snotty nosed children…not elite attorneys. Ken continues to defend himself relative to why he gave me less than eight hours on a Sunday to sign his contract, not allowing time to have another law firm look at his outrageous terms...another ethical violation. He lies some more about how I had a bankruptcy attorney hired, yet he knows I merely consulted one – couldn’t hire him without money.

Soon I can see that the factual mistakes Ken printed in his contract about me where done on purpose, not because he didn’t know me well. He’s using these skewed facts to cover his unlawful acts. However we have documents and e- mails proving Ken is a crook.

To Mr. Catanzarite’s left sits Mr. Broker, a bankruptcy attorney he has brought with him as his “expert witness” to offer reasons why I wasn’t guided into bankruptcy as I should have been. By the way, Mr. Broker first admits he’s never acted as an expert witness in his life other than for Catanzarite Law Corporation. He’s submitting a detailed document he claims he’s written, showing that filing Chapter 11 would not have been my best option. Knowing this too is untrue, Mr. Rufner finally gets Mr. Broker to admit that Ken wrote the ten page chronicle, which Mr. Broker merely signed, not understanding what was actually the truth or the facts.

The biggest surprise is when Ken gets Scott Campbell on the phone to testify on his behalf. I can’t even believe this, but Rick Rufner, as my true hero, refuses to address any questions to him. He just asks, “Is your name Scott Campbell?”

Scott answers, “Yes.”

Rick then says, “Thank you, I have no more questions.”

Scott responds with, “What? You don’t have anything to ask me?”

Rick merely replies, “No, thank you.”

By the time I leave arbitration, all of us feel that the arbitrator is disgusted with Ken – he will rule on our side.

Our arbitrator, Mr. Merring, weighs easily over seven hundred pounds and for two days eats donuts, every hour on the hour, through the whole process of testimony. I wonder if he ever heard a word spoken from anyone. He did comment on what he seemed to ingest, when the subject of signing my contract on a Sunday came up, by responding with, “I don’t know about you lawyers, but I don’t work on Sunday,” then goes back to stuffing his fat face with pastry.

Personally I think Mr. Merring needs a round in Dr. Phil’s House, or a show directed especially for him on Oprah, while he’s lying in bed, surrounded by a crane. Mr. Merring is not professional.

I remember thinking, during the mediation, perhaps if I wrote Oprah or Dr. Phil about Mr. Merring’s weight, claiming I was a worried friend, then they’d have me on their show and I could spout out all the illegal crap happening to me.

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

I can’t help but notice that every time Mr. Merring would get up and walk across the room, donut crumbs fall from the seat of his pants. There are more crumbs attached to his suit lapel. I watch him barely be able to get around chairs snuggled up close to the conference table. I can’t even imagine where he’d find any clothes to fit his rotund body. He makes me sick, while he has my whole life in his hands.

Larry and I return to Steamboat after having to borrow money from my friend, Janey Meade, and selling my diamond necklace in Hollywood. On our way, we stop in Idaho to meet Bill and Dan from Huntley Park Law Firm in person. We meet with them in their office on Saturday, so there are few other partners from the firm around.

Bill is short, with fine sandy colored longish hair, which appears to be a toupee secured by thin wires attached to his inner ears. He’s wearing jeans and cowboy boots, probably over fifty years old. He seems nice enough though not at all as I pictured him. He plays no games with the truth, which I like, but it’s also scary to hear about what might be facts I must accept. Yet, he laughs joyfully once in a while so I sense he’s a nice man. Dan pops in late, after taking his son to baseball practice, so I feel he’s at least a good dad. He too is wearing jeans, being tall, dark haired and sporting a gray/charcoal close-cropped beard. Actually he appears much younger than Bill, but I know he’s not. They aren’t encouraged at all with the news about arbitration, saying, “You just never know about these things. Sometimes arbitrators have a bad day and rule unfairly.”

Yet, they describe what they’re doing to help me, which is promising in a weird sort of way. I don’t know at this point if what they’re attempting to do is really going to work or not. They spend most of the time saying, “If the judge rules like this, then you’ll end up like that.” I’m frustrated that my suit just can’t fix what is outrageously against the law.

I still didn’t know if Ken was paid off by KeyBank to withhold evidence or if Mr. Catanzarite merely had his own agenda. I didn’t understand why Kevin Dinius dropped the ball after Ken. Was he too paid off? I knew with the laws that had been broken, all these entities should be in prison.

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

Bill and Dan don’t seem to be concerned about what Ken and Kevin have or have not done, only with what they will hopefully accomplish now.

When Larry and I finally return to our home around midnight on Monday, we find that the electricity has been turned off and the house is as cold as ice. The electric company claims we haven’t paid the bill, which is possible…we haven’t had money in months but Larry says, “It’s been paid.” Around 1:00 AM we are able to get the electricity turned back on after paying cash to a driver who shows up to take payment. And, by the way, the bill had been paid. The electric company just wanted a retainer because they had become aware of what was happening to us.

The next day I find that though there is ten thousand dollars in the account at Alpine Bank in town, they have returned our checks just because of the bad credit Larry and I have, caused by what KeyBank did unlawfully. They have known about this for a year and have a letter from my attorney explaining the issue. Still an Alpine manager merely says, “We periodically go back and check credit; yours has not improved. We’ll draw up a check for you to pick up. We don’t want you in our bank.”

“Of course my credit hasn’t improved! The KeyBank case is still ongoing,” I say. But this is of no importance at all, I can see. I’m astounded that a bank would return checks that are covered with funds. What’s worse, they didn’t even tell us, and wouldn’t have if I hadn’t called them after a check bounced.

Now neither Larry nor I can open a bank account anywhere. Our credit has worsened, of course. We’re forced to pay cash for whatever we purchase or on bills we have. Things are getting tougher for us which doesn’t make sense...we are not the criminals here! But nothing can be done until my suits are resolved or we can somehow create another smaller business or get jobs. We also realize that it takes a standard seven years for one’s horrible credit to cease being an issue, while after seven years one wouldn’t have an employment history, because they couldn’t get hired by any company who checks credit. Our situation has become grave.

As we wait for the arbitrator’s ruling, now the middle of February, 2007, we can’t afford to buy propane to heat our home nor food to feed our dogs or ourselves. The water softener no longer works and we can’t get it fixed...no money. Because of the sulfur in the water around Steamboat Springs, having a water softener is the only way most residents can live. We have to exist without, as our skin itches and all our china turns white with residue. The dishwashers are encrusted with sulfur as well. We have stopped our cable and shut off the phones. The neighbors, who use to be called friends as they partied in our home, drinking and eating gourmet spreads, no longer speak to us.

We have one friend left, Rich Voldness, who has offered to lend us some money, which we gratefully accept, promising to pay him back as soon as we can.

And, now this is difficult to admit, but I will, because though it was wrong on Larry’s and my part, it also shows how outrageous at least KeyBank is. I can only assume, with what’s going on in the United States today, all banks are just as crooked and idiotic. An advertisement came in our mail, addressed to me from KeyBank, offering a ten thousand dollar line-of-credit…no questions asked. I couldn’t believe my eyes. You would think with what KeyBank had done and was still doing to me, I would be out of their system for such an offer.

Well Larry and I didn’t have a dime, so I signed up, expecting that I certainly would be turned down. But who cares, we had nothing to lose for trying, except if I should ever be forced into depositions with them again, it might be brought up. But, who cares? KeyBank has criminally cost me close to ten million dollars in damage.

My attitude at this point is that KeyBank owes me, which is an example of what crimes such as what KeyBank has committed against me, and now Larry, creates in the normal consumer’s mind…a circle of crime. They want to retaliate, of course, especially when they can’t even hire an attorney to help them because the attorney is obviously being paid under the table by KeyBank to protect them…outrageous.

Two weeks later I had a loan from KeyBank, which came in handy for a short time…we could pay some bills. It’s difficult to live in a multi-million dollar home without huge amounts of cash to keep it going, and in the dead of winter in Colorado there wasn’t much chance of selling the place.

I’m still, to this day, amazed that I would qualify for a loan, under a lawsuit, with KeyBank…I’m left speechless.

Deborah Clare Breuner Davis

Mr. Catanzarite has, since he bought my home, become a respected member of the Sleeping Giant Estates Homeowners Association, so along with all the ethical violations and crimes he’s committed, we figure he’s destroyed Larry’s and my reputation in our neighborhood. It would at least be worth looking into by interviewing our neighbors. I write Mr. Rufner with this suggestion and assume he takes notice. I know he’s in the midst of obtaining loan documents from the Steamboat Springs Title Company concerning the loan Ken took out to buy my home…there’s lots of proof of Ken’s crimes.

Sunday, February 7, 2016


To all those in my family or the financial elite and attorneys who either embezzled my funds or today embrace those who did, may God have mercy on your souls as you one day stand before Him.

We are headed to living in the streets again; but we’ve been here before and by the grace of God are saved. However, I must say our coming up threat has to be the worst in the last ten plus years; the eight years prior to 2007, Larry,our family of dogs,and myself were merely working on reporting and stopping horrendous financial crimes being committed in broad daylight by family, financial elite and corrupt attorneys as Larry and I worked to contact every financial watchdog; the FBI; DOJ and legal help, over and over, again as they all responded to my letters with vague and obtuse responses.

In other words ignoring the crimes, already committed such as the embezzlement of my 80M$ trust, as we watched a number of financial institutions and attorneys commit more horrendous crimes against us; the answer to our pleas for help.

I believe today the continued crimes were committed as “Mafia Hits” to silence us.

We lost all but one of our precious dogs in 2010:>(( Thank God for the Bu; the one we have left.

I finally did win an out-of-court settlement with KeyBank only to have these funds also embezzled.

Obviously more “Mafia Hits” from the criminals involved here.

So here’s the news few in the public understand; financial crime committed against your trust, and you, isn’t investigated by the proper authorities, on purpose, and if all your funds have been embezzled you don’t have the funds to hire a good attorney. I question if there are any? Contingency contracts with attorneys merely bring out the evil in them; they’d rather, unbeknownst to you until it’s too late, steal what you still have, in real estate, and withhold evidence on your case from the judge.

You are witnessing an anatomy of a slow murder, committed against individuals worth a lot of money in my case, but having enough is worth embezzling too; often times to keep the public unaware of crime and corruption of the financial institutions against individuals, which our government sanctions. It’s as if the financial watchdogs, FBI and DOJ are shell companies. There’s really nobody in any of these government agencies who do a thing about these crimes.

Again as I've mentioned before in my writing, the churches and charities do nothing either nor do any government agencies; instead people die in the streets because of crimes committed against them such as we have had. There's just no way to survive as one seeks employment, gets it; then waits to be paid, without living under a bridge in the meantime and without money for a bus, gas and by this time no longer owning a car anyway, how do these victims to crime ever get on their feet again?

Only by family help or angels...complete strangers end up being the angels.

One can contact every media outlet, across the world, and they’ll refuse to expose what has occurred to my trust, our business, myself, and my business/life partner, Larry.

I believe Madoff is a scapegoat amidst many other criminals that helped him; none of these people have even been investigated; as I understand. So why would this be? The public really doesn’t know what is true; the media reports untruths, withholds and spins other stories; all in the interest of manipulating the public into feeling safe…in the interest that the next embezzlement will be your funds.

Believe me you are not safe from anything, if you are doing business with any financial institution; a trust won’t even protect you!

There is only one way to recover from these horrendous unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes and that’s to start over, but this could be more difficult than dealing with our corrupt financial and legal system.

Do you have money in a trust being overseen by not only you, but your attorney, money manager and trustees? Watch out; the financial institutions are adjusting monthly and yearly bank statements to reflect funds that aren’t there anymore; they have, instead, been embezzled by your trusted financiers. You won’t know until you get the phone call telling you all your money is gone, while the authorities will ignore your request for an investigation!

You will now lose everything else you own, including your business, while being blamed for this, publicly by the criminals…the “banksters” and greedy family.

Here’s where the slow murder comes in; the criminal acts committed against you, your trust and business destroys your business and credit. And now that you have no money at all you need credit to get back and running, only most of the time no one will trust you enough to lend money to you, when the truth is these financial institutions are the criminals.

Your life is ruined without a miracle; usually by going to family for a loan or have them invest in a viable idea, only it just so happens my family and Larry’s as well are the criminals whom have committed the financial crimes against us along with the financial institutions.

Besides this our families want us dead for exposing our story of unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes. This is how angry they are; however we’re fighting for our lives; looking at living in the streets on Monday; within a week after this we won’t have a car. And this has happened many times since 2007, while we have received very little help. Most of the time we manage by a miracle of $1,000.00 from a very few giving souls; often strangers; rarely family; in over ten years family has helped perhaps four times between Larry and I. We have received small amounts in funds allowing us to pay part of our exorbitant bills created because we live in motels and store our personal belongings, which I’ve discussed in earlier articles.

All the while both Larry and I seek employment, but it takes many times more than a month to get employment and often times we’re considered too old for any employer wanting to hire us; so we run out of funds before either of us can get hired or paid.

Larry actually has three very good commission based positions now; I share one of these positions with him, but we have no money to buy gas and pay for our room long enough to keep a roof over our heads until we get a check. We’ll also soon lose the car.

This is the cycle we have been in for years; no way to get a handle on our situation with small amounts of cash. We have been requesting an equity investor for years; we have a number of ideas including our fashion/furniture; ideas that will cost much less to launch and make more money faster. The last true investor and the first one ever, invested $12,000.00 in one lump sum and we got a lot done; Larry was able to take these extra funds and build his prototype for the Country Music Hall of Fame and another one for the Dallas Cowboys. Since then we have been seeking another investor so Larry can continue in this great opportunity to get us on our feet, but we have yet to find another investor; we have only gotten small amounts of funds, spread out over long periods, to keep us fed and in a motel room.

As grateful as we have been to receive these funds in any amount coming our way, we’d land on our feet with a small investor; start making money, and so would the investor.

Instead my family, and Larry’s as well, who can well afford to either invest themselves, find someone who can invest, or conduct a fundraiser in our name...refuse! Our families would rather sit back and point their finger at us for being idiots. I guess this attitude allows them to feel better about themselves. After all they can only accomplish something by stealing away from those whom have accomplished much...we’ll accomplish much again either with family assistance or without it.

The difference will be the outcome of the relationship, with our families, and forgiveness. You are forgiven now; but our relationship will never be healed without your repenting in some way; to us and God...yes, God won't even excuse you until you repent!

What would God require of you? What does repent mean? It's not just spiritual action, like prayer; albeit prayer works, but God expects as much in your action, especially from family. He expects you to face and admit to the truth.

For the life of me I'll never understand, how you all go to church, enjoy God's work in nature and speak "forgiveness" amongst yourselves, with each other, then watch us, family members who have been attacked by crimes live in the streets, knowing without some help we'll die in the streets!?

Again, what would your God require of you?

By: Deborah Breuner
Heiress Live In A Tent

The Father says, “I created you to be loved and to give love. When you feel either are lacking in your life, know that I Am setting you up for a blessing. Do not allow a wounded heart to keep you from the amazing people I will send to you. Be the extension of My Hands and Heart. Even when this feels uncomfortable, find a deeper blessing coming from My Throne Room at that moment.

I see what just happened to you. I have a way to restore and redeem what you felt was lost. Some people only know how to wound others from their already wounded heart. You can choose not to go down this same path. Stay close to Me, and let Me show you the beauty that is all around. No this is not beautiful, but I specialize in making beauty from the ashes. The sting maybe great, but I Am Greater!

The Tears following down your cheeks are real and valid. Let Me dry your tears. I have better for you than these hours of sorrow. The Day is not finished yet. Let Me give you a reason to Laugh and Smile yet again. Do not cast aside, as if all is lost. I Am here even in the quiet of the night. I experience what no one else knows about you. You are so precious in My Sight. Your praise and worship is a sweet incense before Me.

What you go through, in this fallen world, is only temporary. Choose to see My Hand moving you to peaceful and calmer seas. You are not a product of what is going on around you. You are born of My Glory and Honor. You are My Child whom I loved so completely that I sent My Son to be your replacement on a debt too great to pay. Come sit next to Me. I will heal that lovely heart of yours, and fill you with My Joy, which is Unspeakable.”

~Blessings Ellen McCloud Replenished Hope
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Thursday, February 4, 2016


Interestingly, and this surprises me, I still love my family, my blood group, and I always will; no matter what you have done to me. Because love doesn’t go away when people whom you have loved do something horrific to hurt you; it just hurts more. That’s all.

And one tends to not want to hurt so chooses to stay away from those hurting them.

I have a huge capacity to love; always have as you all know. My problem has been the time I’ve spent in emotionally responding to deep betrayal by those I’ve loved.

Anyone would respond hurt and angry; put yourselves in my place!

Interestingly as well, is how people, family, whom have said they love me are so willing to hurt me deeply, as if I don't even belong, then refuse to admit it or face what they’ve done; instead they want me dead so I’ll stop spreading the word!

First they spread untrue stories about me; then exile me from their lives for telling the truth!

Remember, I’m the truth teller in the family; perhaps you should have thought further than to commit these horrific financial crimes against me before you did it?

I spread the word only in the interest of saving my life, our lives. The story has escalated to this point because the authorities and courts, in this country, do nothing to stop the kind of crimes my own family and trusted financial elite have committed against me. But of course you knew all about this fact, didn’t you Richard Lynn Davis II and it’s the only reason you married me: for my money! My much older sisters, who came before you in financial crimes against me, knew the same. I didn’t; I was 21 years old when they started stealing from me. I believed in the law because I was too young to know better.

Spreading the word is the only recourse I have, making sure everyone knows exactly who you are, and rebuilding my life, our lives.

And here is where your continued betrayal comes in. Now you are choosing to murder me, us, in the interest of shutting me up! I believe you have always wanted me dead, this is why Rick tried to murder me, once he finished embezzling my trust, while publicly, for years during our marriage, subtly and flat out, telling anyone within earshot what a huge spender I was. A coverup, obviously to his embezzling!

But I didn’t die as he planned; perhaps my whole family was in on it, Rick was merely implementing the deed?

Instead I lived! Well now this must of really screwed things up for the embezzlers; I’d find out what they did. Sonny Van Bülow didn't unfortunately have this miracle:>((

And, I have, while you have collectively been trying to kill me off since; for 18 years. Actually I can even recall many other instances during my fake marriage, Rick attempting to murder me, and I wasn’t even aware at the time. I thought they were accidents:>(( You see when you love someone you never assume those you love are evil!

If what I’m claiming weren’t true, you’d collectively do something to assist me, such as invest in my talent, our talent, so we can re-build our business and take care of ourselves. There’s nobody on earth that knows my talent as much as my family; this is true in Larry’s family too as far as understanding his talent.

You can’t claim we won’t succeed, thereby lose your funds, we have already succeeded with our business together in Sun Valley, Idaho and Colorado. I personally was successful in Michigan while Larry too was successful in California before we met.

The only instance where family, with great means such as you have independently or collectively would refuse to assist, a caring family member to the tune of $25,000.00 to $50,000.00 seed money, would only be if they wanted their family member dead; family wouldn’t otherwise treat a mother or sister as you treat me.

At the same time, your assistance now could bring on a lot of forgiveness of you after your financial betrayal of me. I don’t want my funds back; I can earn them if I can be designing and building our business.

http://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/ (sorry but most of these designs are almost 20 years old now)

I’d actually consider this opportunity if I were you; it will lighten your load when you meet your maker.

We will die in the streets without something working out for us, such as great employment, or an investor; our situation prevents both opportunities for different reasons unless family or friends step in. Or an angel...

Family who know us can help, but they refuse?

Now why would this be? Please don’t insult me with “Because you’re writing about the family all over the Internet!” This is purely my last resort to your deplorable, despicable behavior.

We no longer have friends and this too is for obvious reasons so we can’t turn to anyone anymore! The homeless and penniless don’t have a social circle and in order to keep Rick's lie going that he actually earned the funds he and his family now have, he's continuing to fill the air with defamation of my character and false information about me; think Ted Bundy of finance here; you'll get the picture.

Obviously exactly what you have worked towards for the last 18 years at least. You must be so proud of yourselves? Why is it when there's a loving soul in your midst by which to learn, find guidance, receive encouragement and love; you instead become jealous and destroy that which only seeks your wholeness?

It's called love.

Here’s a tip; had you helped me back in 2000 when I was begging you for help, I wouldn’t have found out about the embezzlement, most likely; written a six book memoir, self-published one or adapted these books to screenplays. I’d be too busy working, designing and selling. Additionally if you'd have invested, as an equity partner, you'd be realizing an income off our business.

So your ugliness has backfired!

What I like best? God is watching you! And, Winnie is already experiencing Hell!

God works in mysterious ways, doesn’t he? He rather wanted me to find out just who my family actually was, is; knew the authorities would do nothing and so therefore wanted me to expose this outrageousness that not only affects me, but anyone doing business with any financial institution in the country.

You can’t say it’s because we have bad work ethic that you don't assist? Anyone who could survive as we have going through what we have had to contend with couldn’t do it for 18 years unless they were diehards to survival; just what a business has to have to succeed!

Your next comment will be, “People lent funds to them and just look how they squandered them away.” Right, when victims to financial crime end up homeless and penniless, their bills are higher than yours would ever be: purposely throwing at us $1,000.00 bills here and there over the last three years merely allowed us some small breathing room; then we returned to homelessness and penniless through no fault of our own. And most of these bills came from non blood group family or angels whom have shown up in the nick of time.

Do you have any idea how much it costs to live in a sleazy motel? Well it’s at least $1,000.00 more a month than a high-end apartment; $1,500.00 for a less expensive one. But we never have enough funds to even move; we’re too busy trying to keep our bills current and survive; not to mention if we had an apartment we wouldn't have to store our belongs which cost another $400.00 a month.

I know you aren’t so stupid as to not understand this, or are you? Sometimes I think it’s been worth it to send these small amounts in funds to us from a couple of you; spread out over weeks and weeks in the last three years; not at all before then! “It’s the price of doing business” as they say; it’s what it costs to kill your mother and sister! And, it only put you back a few $1,000.00. No return on these funds, mind you, but well spent. Right?

You can’t equally say I don’t know how to handle money; try living like we have for 18 years; one learns a lot about how to squeeze a dollar and manage horrific situations when you haven’t a dime to your name.

We know how to accomplish this too; an investor will benefit in relationship with us, financially, because we know about the crimes of financial institutions, which I assure you most in the public don’t. So we can protect an investor better than any financial institution or money manager.

Well possibly not better than an embezzler; they obviously know more than we do, we just know about the kind of crimes going on in every financial institution in this world, while there’s no legal recourse.

In fact anyone making an investment, with their hard earned funds, hard earned stolen funds by some of you, would best want to invest in a great idea after the business owner’s had been through what Larry and I have experienced. The risk to your funds is almost nill.

But, my family’s jealousy, and hatred of me, for telling the truth out weighs their greed.


We could have accomplished a lot together!

That’s okay; Larry and I will do it on our own.

Wait did I tell you what just happened today?

Nah, maybe I’ll write about it when I get time; I’ll allow you the suspense now; might not though because we’re going to be very busy.

Love you all; always will:>)) I just don’t want you in my life until you're willing to make amends; I believe you know what this would look like.

By: Deborah Breuner
Heiress Lives In A Tent

Wednesday, February 3, 2016


When a well-loved adult daughter knows her loving mother will soon be living in the streets with only the clothes on her back; no money, work, car, identification or home, and does absolutely nothing about it, do you think she might want her mother dead?

My goodness what could her mother have done to deserve such treatment? Not that anyone, no matter what their problem is, deserves to live in the streets. However it makes some sense that grown children would blame, shame and neglect their mother if she were her own worst enemy; an abuser, horrific mother, horrible wife, a whore, a drunk, drug addict and more?

Nope, wrong; she was none of these; she was an heiress, and a loving mother and wife, whose husband, father and stepfather, to her three daughters embezzled and laundered all her money, her complete trust, as the financial elite helped by adjusting bank statements to reflect a lie…the lie was the money was there, when in fact it was slowly, over twenty-four years of marriage, being siphoned out into her husband’s failing business so he could pump the value up and sell it for almost 80M$s, the value of his wife’s trust left to her by her parents, both deceased, created by her great grandparents grueling work, while creating their own businesses in the middle 1800s.

A quality this wife and mother has never seen in her ex-husband or children.

But you see this heiress figured it all out while seeking for the answer to “Why” after twenty-four years of marriage, and still more years in mothering, her husband would suddenly try to kill her as her grown children exiled her…exactly upon the murder attempt?

Hum, I see it clearly now, but back then, 18 years ago, it all came as such a shock after years of what I believed to be a challenging marriage sometimes, but most of the time it was joyful, full; showered with good fortune and love from my soul. My daughters however, all three of them, were God’s gifts to me and I treated them as such; I had three very beautiful relationships with my daughters who always called me the best mother in the world: I loved them deeply. However I don’t believe they know what love is; they mimic instead two very jealous and greedy men I married, obviously my most dreaded mistakes.

Nevertheless my daughters continued to state I was the best mother over the years, even since the crisis in my life, instigated by my now ex-husband and financial elite…but I would continue to be exiled through 6 grandchildren and 18 years.

I even understand what happened here; it’s called jealousy and greed. I was independently wealthy which allowed me the time, energy and space to be as free as the wind: to do whatever I liked. Oh, and I did, which most of the time consisted of loving, caring and entertaining family and friends; enjoying activities with my husband and daughters; going back to school; obtaining an education in photography at the Center of Creative Studies in Detroit, and studying fashion design through Parson’s of New York mentoring.

What came first? Well that would be my family. What came first, first? It was my husband and daughters.

What am I punished for? I'm punished for being an heiress, as if it's my fault! I've been punished since as long as I can remember for this fact, while my sisters, daughters and other relies either had inheritances, as well, or would have in the future. I was generous with what I had; shared with everyone. My daughters would totally agree with this statement. Still, I shall be punished for being whom God brought me into the world to be.

Today, however, and since the attempt on my life my daughters all embrace the man, two men, who were and are out to destroy me, as well as my sisters who originally were stealing from me years earlier…just after my parents died.

I was 21 years old then.

My once precious daughters spend their holidays with their stepmother, a financial advisor, who allegedly helped my now ex-husband embezzle my funds. My grandchildren don’t have a clue to who I am? There truly isn’t anything crueler than this exile.

I know, as a cover-up to what my ex-husband did to me financially he’d often, during the divorce, call me Bipolar, Mentally Ill, Sick, Crazy, Nuts and announce to anyone who’d listen that I was having an affair…when the truth was he’d been having an affair both physically and financially with the financial advisor who is now his wife as of a month after his and my divorce was final.

Sure, I reported the financial crimes to all the proper authorities, in this country, many times over for many years; the more reports one makes to these authorities the more financial crimes will come after you until you’re homeless and penniless; they’ll even destroy your flourishing business so you can’t take care of yourself.

Because as a 50 year old woman, with very little employment experience, but lots of employer, you’ll obtain no employment and with no money you’ll obtain no re-education. Plus your credit will be unlawfully destroyed along with all the financial crimes committed against you. And, if you’re in business with someone else, as I was, who is also in his 50s; he won’t ever see employment again either. And, his credit will be destroyed, unlawfully, right along with yours.

This fact here is as shocking as the original crime committed against my trust and myself.

This is a picture of my business/life partner, Larry and my existence. The first part of the 18 years since my ex-husband tried to murder me were spent fighting financial crimes committed by the financial elite with Larry and I running our business; as of May 2007 we have been homeless and penniless albeit for a short time after the business had been destroyed we had a very small bank settlement and about ready to start over when these funds were embezzled too in 2010.

Do you think we might be targeted or don’t you believe in such?

I’m now 66 years old; Larry is close to the same. We have spent years, since 2007, either trying to rebuild our business, or get employment against all odds, I might add.

There will never be recourse for all the financial crimes committed against both Larry and I now, and it isn’t because there are no laws to protect the public; it’s because the laws aren’t upheld.

I personally believe, after what Larry and I have experienced and continue to see, these financial crimes are never investigated and they are committed as a slow murder to the victims. With the victims dead, the story of the financial crimes committed against them dies too.

It’s these unaddressed by the proper authorities financial and real estate crimes that are creating the homeless and penniless in this country. Once your credit is destroyed and you’re near 50 years old you’ll spend the rest of your life in pure survival mode. It will take months and months to find employment with all the challenges there are against you; churches, charities and agencies one pay’s taxes for or donates to absolutely do not help anyone. The shelters are full, yet most residents are lucky to be able to spend one night a month in one. If you have bills to pay they’ll be higher than most anyone elses would be, because if you’re homeless all your stuff is in storage, well that which you haven’t sold to survive. If through some employment or small gift from someone you’re able to retain a car, you’ll make three times higher monthly payments because of your destroyed credit. You’ll live in cheap motels that still cost more than an apartment to rent.

Our bills are as much as $3,500.00 a month with motels; last really good employment, but abusive, for Larry paid $2,800.00 a month. We can’t get into an apartment because of our bad credit; can’t afford to pay an agency that helps people like us get an apartment…so we are forced to remain in motels, the car or the streets.

If you trade your hard work ethic in from your career and business to now finding employment you’ll send out twenty résumés a day or more for months with no response, and if you’re lucky enough to get employment, it won’t pay what you need to sustain your bills, plus it will take you months before the employment starts and another two weeks before you’re paid; apparently it takes years to find decent employment…in fact it hasn’t happened for us yet and we’ve been seeking such since 2007; and we’re talented but the major issue is bad credit and our ages.

Yes, we have taken day work; often times you work all day and never get paid, or the job has already been given to someone else. Plus these jobs pay little!

Did you know almost all employment for people like us is full of abuse, crime and corruption? Sometimes you’ll work for two weeks and instead of the employer paying you, they’ll fire you for no cause, because there was none, but they got all their back laundry done until the next unsuspecting employee is hired for the same.

Motels do this!

No the labor union does nothing.

Larry and I happen to be lucky, we have talent and creativity; we were very successful in our business before the financial crimes destroyed it. It will take an investor, which we’ve sought for years, about $25,000.00 to $50,000.00 to set us on our feet long enough to start one of our quick money making ventures, which will create the funds to launch the fashion/furniture business we once had.

This has always been our goal, rebuild our business, but with destroyed credit finding lenders or investors are almost impossible. We have tried for years; creating business plans, financials and proposals for a multitude of businesses besides the one we had. We’re looking for the business venture that’s so good an investor will not care about our credit issues, brought on by crimes committed against us.

The only employment either Larry or I can retain is commission based, we’ve learned, and we can’t get enough money together, long enough, to get the time to start earning. We run out of the funds people have kindly loaned us before we can make any money.

One of the problems here is people won’t loan us enough money to pull us through, so we take what they’re willing to loan and inevitably run out of money before we can earn any ourselves or find another investor for more funds. But we rarely find them so run out of funds again.

Then these same people, who have kindly loaned us money, get furious with us because we just can’t f#@king get it together. We don’t really care who’s mad at us; we’re fighting for our lives here and often it feels like we’re losing the battle, while we’re treated as if we’re doing all this borrowing because something’s wrong with us?

Just this last fall we thought we had an investor in an old friend; she was considering an investment of $25,000.00, then she changed it to $12,000.00, then $6,250.00. This investor would have tripled her money by now on Larry’s work, his sculpture, especially during the holidays as country music fans saw it and ordered smaller bronzes from it. In the end, with only $6,250.00 we couldn’t even get into an apartment, much less have Larry build his original piece, so instead we borrowed the funds to survive and pay our bills for two months while we sought employment; there were plenty of bites to hire Larry, even a headhunter came after him paying him $150,000.00 a year with bonuses; but in the end Larry was passed over for a young kid. Since then he’s been hired three times in commission sales, but now we don’t have the funds to survive until he gets into the rhythm of learning the product and selling.

So my one daughter, my middle daughter, has been told now, after years of her exiling and coming back to me, about every five years, to check my pulse and see if I’m still alive, that I don’t want her contacting me anymore. “Why?” Well because she brings nothing to the table but religious music from You Tube and her prayers, so she says. She’s abusive, withholding, and secretive too. She did help us out with bills one month; she and her sister helped me obtain my Social Security, which could help us, but without one of us working, as well, gives us little; not even enough money a month to pay the car payments. My oldest daughter sent us a week’s worth of snack food. This is it though in over ten years of our homelessness and unemployment.

And, now since December 2015, my Social Security has been reduced by $200.00 plus.

It’s not that we aren’t grateful, we are, but these gestures are too small for the hugeness of our problem, which could be easily fixed with the right kind of assistance. Right now we get pulled out of despair for a short time, just to go back to it in less than a month.

What kind of daughters would sit back and watch me die, in the streets, with my partner and our wiener dog? For this matter what kind of family would allow this to go on? I have family members who could write a check, invest in Larry and my business, and make money off of us as equity investors. Larry has the same in his family; yet, their jealousy and hate for us overrides both their human decency and their quest to be rich.

If it weren’t for the kindness and patience of the people who run the latest motel we’re in, we’d be in the streets already as of two weeks ago. We’ve run into many angels on this ten-year journey of homelessness and pennilessness; most have been strangers.

I’ve begged my daughter, my middle daughter, to please seek through family and friends for an investor; one for just $25,000.00; I’ve asked her to please create a fundraiser for us otherwise. We can’t do it; we’ve tried. If you don’t have friends and family to start the donations, they’ll never come. And, the first thing victims, such as ourselves, lose are all their friends and family. And, homeless, penniless people don’t make new friends in their social circle who could donate to their cause.

In Larry and my case family have actually been the thieves, so this eliminates an avenue many people would have to seek for assistance.

Supposedly my middle daughter thinks I’m a creative genius; smart and very capable; she claims she highly respects me; has further constantly wished me well in rebuilding my partner and my business; all words because she refuses to put in the effort to help. She’s helped only enough for us to fail, then moved into her new house I've heard? I sure don't want to take away from my daughter moving into a new home, but the timing is odd in telling me considering I'm on my way to the streets again.

Larry, the Bu and I are praying for a miracle.

We actually obtained one investor a couple of years ago, as we sought $25,000.00. He was only able to invest $12,000.00 in the end, so we gratefully took these funds, got Larry’s prototype sculpture completed, while seeking a second investor so Larry could build the original; place it with the Country Music Hall of Fame where he’d receive orders for bronzes from country music fans. We couldn’t obtain our second investor, so haven’t been able to take this opportunity with CMHF; if we could have we’d be on our feet as of a year ago.

A couple of weeks ago, my middle adult daughter, after not speaking to me at all during the Holidays, because she was out west skiing I’d assume with her criminal stepfather and stepmother, text’s me with, “Hi! Mom how are you managing? Have you found work yet?”

It feels like she really meant, "Hi! Mom, are you dead yet?"

Of course she obviously knew we hadn’t found work yet, because she knows our challenges. I had already shared these challenges with her months ago.

I wrote her back with, “We don’t have the funds to get to work. Any work we have landed we’ve had to pass on; no funds for gas” or bus ticket for that matter.

For the next week I received total silence from my daughter. How does one, who LOVES, ignore anyone, she LOVES, with a message such as I left her?

She brings nothing to the table; I’ve finally released her with,

“I’m done! Don’t ever contact me again.”

I figure I’ve already lost everything I’ve ever owned; all those I’ve loved, and I am still being abused; or at least by my two oldest daughters; my youngest hasn’t spoken to me since 1999; well exile is abuse too.

I feel less grief and pain when I don’t have to revisit these emotions all the time and deal with poverty and homelessness.

I do wonder what God will say to my daughters, family and financial elite one day? I’d like to watch!

Meanwhile should this talent and ability go undone, while we live in the streets? http://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/

And, I'm counting on the Bible verse below:>))

Joel 2:25King James Version (KJV)

25 And I will restore to you the years that the locust hath eaten, the cankerworm, and the caterpiller, and the palmerworm, my great army which I sent among you.

By: Deborah Breuner
Heiress Lives In A Tent

Saturday, January 2, 2016


Happy New Year! I want to thank all of you; thousands of readers I’ve had since 2012 from all over the world; most from Russia and the United States.

I hope and pray you are heeding what you’re learning, on my blog, about the financial institutions, financial elite, courts, judges, attorneys and media by what I’m sharing?

The bottom line is, there is no place to invest your hard earned funds if it concerns a financial institution, money managers, stock brokers or financial elite, because they are corrupt and can adjust your monthly financial statements to reflect anything they choose; there are no authorities holding any of these financially powerful entities accountable. A trust written properly, to protect you, won’t! This is because the laws of a trust (or any other legal financial protection) are not upheld; the authorities and courts refuse to uphold these laws.

Read my blog again if you’re having trouble believing me. Your greatest take home value after reading my blog (and others with experiences like mine) is to listen to the victims of financial crimes, not the media!

The media is lying to the public.

It’s when our government gets concerned about how angry the public has become over illegal foreclosures and other outrageous financial crimes committed by the powerful against them, an article will show up, on Yahoo, about all the financial entities that are committing financial crimes against their customers being investigated and prosecuted.

One of the telltale signs that these articles aren’t true is this; there are so many so-called financially powerful entities committing crimes and now finally being investigated? Do you think there would be this many if they were in fear of being investigated and prosecuted for committing financial crimes? They aren’t because they aren’t investigated and they all know it!

My story alone should convince you, the only truth there is comes from the victims of unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crime.
Period! How can we help you financially? Well besides your equity investing in our God given talent, we can protect your money because we know the truth of what the financial institutions are doing; we have seen and experienced it!

My husband/business partner, Larry and I are coming off almost eighteen years of dealing with horrendous financial crimes committed by the powerful against us, purposely unaddressed by the proper authorities. In fact the more I reported the crimes the more crimes were committed against me/us, by those I reported, to the FBI, DOJ and other financial watchdogs.

Never mind the corrupt court system, judges and attorneys; they just make sure records are never subpoenaed, while paying each other off; therefore the best one can hope for in justice is an out of court settlement, which amounts to nothing in the end!

Or one can rebuild their lives, as Larry and I are working on.

There is one way to earn a good income in this world, and this is by creating one’s own business and investing in what you can see, feel and touch; you’ll need what we have learned in order to retain the funds you’ll earn through your business or investment; if you don’t know what we have learned you’ll lose your money to unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crime, committed by your financial institution.

Do you want to go into business, become an equity investor, and really make some money? Do you want to have a better chance than most others to retain what you have earned based on the knowledge we have about finances, which is the truth to how to earn and keep your funds?

Let me know by emailing me first with your genuine interest in becoming an equity investor in; http://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/

Larry and I have a number of completed business plans; some with the financials. We have already landed two very small investors, concerning Larry’s sculptures, which allowed us to advance in tiny ways, but not enough yet to really move forward. We still live in motels, our car and often threatened with landing in the streets. We have spent many past years struggling to survive, find justice, re-instate the once flourishing business, (blog address above) all the unaddressed financial crimes destroyed illegally, and even have come up with a number of great new ideas; one non-profit idea which will help humanity. We just need an equity investor for the fashions and furniture; the rest we can manage on our own once we again start bringing in money, as we once did with the fashion and furniture. We are seeking sponsors for the non-profit as well.

Most of all there is no justice because of the corruption in the government authorities and courts; there is exposure coming from a strong platform, which we seek once our businesses and non-profit are up and running.

The fact is, Larry and I can do this, but because of all the unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes committed against me first, then Larry, we cannot get loans with our illegally destroyed credit. What a shame that because of this fact, and without an investor, we’ll just wastefully perish into the streets to our death from starvation and exposure. Frankly I believe, after what we have seen, this is exactly what our USA Government is in cahoots with the financial institutions to accomplish. It’s like the unaddressed financial crimes are bad enough, but then the victims to them get hit again with their credit unlawfully destroyed.

Many positions in employment will not hire anyone with bad credit; if you’re in your sixties and have always been self-employed then forget it!
Think about it. Most of the time the only difference between you, who have employment, an income and a home, and us is you haven’t been struck by financial crimes yet committed by your financial institution. Contrary to what the media tells us, there are millions of talented, creative, hard working people living in the streets today because none of the authorities or courts do their jobs. All these homeless, penniless people would need is some support, possibly an equity investor in one of their ideas or inventions and they'd have their lives back, while the investor would be earning a lofty sum as well.

This is a fact!

Thank you,
Deborah Breuner

Thursday, September 24, 2015

What Do You Do When No One Cares If You Die?

Please check back often as this posting is constantly evolving;I've had more people reading this article than anything I have ever written... Could you also please share our story on social media wherever you can and re-tweet on Twitter; you'll be saving our lives...Thank you and BLESSINGS!

The Bu

PLEASE copy and paste: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ht7mxF9XZiA


Hi! Senator Ted Gaines! So I hear you reached out and contributed $500.00 to me. I thank you, from the bottom of my heart, but don't understand for the life of me why you'd opt to donate $500.00 when I have contacted you for years requesting your assistance, as a senator, to contact the proper authorities on my behalf and you have obviously refused. I'm sure you are aware, as the rest of my so-called family is, that anyone who has had the kind of financial crimes committed against them, unaddressed as they have been, as I have usually dies in the streets unheard of ever again so your $500.00 has been invested in a dying entity; not sure why you'd choose to be so wasteful? Helping me, as a senator, would cost you much less…just the cost of some time and a stamp; earning your salary as a senator. I today don’t even have the funds for a stamp.

Larry and I have talent and abilities but we have aged out of ever getting good employment. We have one hope and that is re-establishing the very successful business that was lost by all the unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes that have attacked both Larry and myself. Yet, in spite of this knowledge my family ignores both helping me get to the proper authorities when they have the ability to do so and also banding together and perhaps together investing in us and our business http://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/ I don't understand?
You could actually earn money off of us?

What kind of a family ignores a family member suffering as I am and does nothing for almost 18 years and then sends some cash? Anyway, Ted thanks so much I really appreciate the funds; we didn't have to sleep in our soon to be repossessed car. Also please extend my appreciation to your father for his contribution; he afforded us another couple of nights in a motel room. I don't have his email address or I'd thank him myself. So if you'd like to share this address with me I'll write him.

I’m addressing you on this blog because I don’t have your email address either nor will anyone, I’ve asked, for it give it to me. What's more you have blocked me from your Facebook pages once again:>(


Interesting day today and all I was going to do was update my latest blog entry with the magnitude of Larry, the Bu and my good news, which has transpired since my half sister Winnie died the Tuesday before last.

Yes, you read correctly; Larry, the Bu and my lives have instantly turned around since Winnie died.

I’d call this a spiritual phenomenon some sort.

I’m not writing about how Winnie was or wasn’t doing anything to keep us from succeeding; it isn’t the subject of this post. You can check out my book for the facts about this. Meanwhile, what I am saying is Winnie’s life, for the last eighteen years has been purposely colliding with my goals; our goals, of merely surviving, much less succeeding in our business.

Winnie was Christ’s servant, a woman of the cloth; the first woman Episcopal priest in northern California; a psychology major; assistant to the homeless, penniless and dying; yet she couldn’t do anything to help or assist her sister perishing in the streets of southern California from unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes and abuse, leading to homelessness, and penniless?

Oh and did you know, Winnie had a degree in medical research, I believe it was? Not completely sure about the exact kind of medical training, because it’s been many, many years since this medical background of hers has been discussed or brought up. I notice it’s not mentioned in her obituary anywhere either? I also notice that Winnie’s parents, our parents, aren’t mentioned in her obituary?

Even if I wanted to, I could not attend Winnie’s memorial; I can’t afford to move out of a sleazy motel room because of the unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes committed by the financial elite, Rick and family.

I received a phone call yesterday morning about how the only people that were invited to Winnie’s memorial are those of close family and clergy. My oldest daughter Alison, so I’ve heard, was told not to show up because she didn’t comply with this rule.

Who offered this rule? This would be Richard Lynn Davis II, Alison’s stepfather, my ex-husband who embezzled Alison, Lexi and my trust accounts. Was it Lauren, Rick’s wife and partner in crime, who called to inform me that Alison had no right to show up at her aunt’s memorial? But she and Rick consider themselves close family so therefore they’ll attend?

I didn’t recognize the female voice calling me however?

This is a very sick family on many levels! In most anyone else’s family an ex-husband who embezzles trust funds from his wife and stepdaughters would be prosecuted by the law with the whole family in support. Not in mine; the criminal ex-husband and partner in crime new wife, instead are embraced by the ex-wife’s sisters, nieces and nephews, considered family; as their own blood relative resides in extreme poverty in the streets at 66 years old because of the financial crimes committed against her.

At the very least a good family would help their family member reinstate their source of income business wise, by investing in their talent; https://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/ Nah, my family would rather I die in the streets.

I’m continuously blown away by my family/bloodgroup! There’s really no need to share Larry, the Bu and my good news; no one cares anyway. We just as soon enjoy what’s finally come our way and leave the abuse behind us.

RIP Winnie; doubt we’ll ever meet up again in the afterlife, as we’ll reside in different places.


Larry has employment, but we have no money still for him to even purchase the gas to get to work:>( Neither of our family's will help us; they refuse to invest in our business, proven many times over to make a lot of money, before the financial crimes committed against us, destroyed it.

It’s difficult to sell something like Larry’s sculpture, the case study, door to door as Larry has been doing; it cheapens it. We can put it in Fort Worth Billiards where it will attract the correct clientle, but we don’t have the time to wait for the piece to be sold. It could sell today, it may not sell for another week or more? We just don’t know; we can’t take the chance. Better we sell it for less now, door to door, because we haven’t a cent to our name.

I emailed my daughters Alison and Lexi about possibly paying for our motel room for a couple more nights , so we don’t end up in the streets where Larry absolutely won’t be able to get to work or sell the sculpture. Alison wrote back about all that she deals with; My grandson, Clayton is off to college and my granddaughter, Katherine is fifteen years old.

Alison didn’t say, “No” but she isn’t calling in with her credit card either and I emailed her yesterday morning. Lexi didn’t return my email to her at all:>( Apparently they are sick of our problems. Can one imagine what fifteen years of illegally brought on poverty has been like for us? In some respects it’s been eighteen years.

Meanwhile, as I said, Larry has been hired this morning for a very well paying position. He lost his last job because we were busy looking for a pawn shop to pawn or have them purchase our belongings. Why? Because we didn't then, as now, have enough money for Larry to afford to go to work and wait to be paid for two weeks. We were looking at sleeping in our car without pawning something to keep us in our motel.

In Larry’s quest yesterday, going door to door, with his sculpture the owners, of the business he approached, couldn’t afford the sculpture, but they gave Larry $100.00 to keep us out of the streets.

God brought us another angel:>) Most often angels are strangers. My daughters took on this part, as angels, for a couple of months; paid some of our bills for a month. But we still aren’t out of the woods and they won't help anymore. I have no idea if this is because they can't or just don't want to?

Today we’re looking at going to the streets again tonight. Larry is at the pawn shop now with our clothes.

Our situation? It all started with, unaddressed by the proper authorities, financial crimes committed against my trust, myself and Larry and my flourishing business. The criminals? A powerful leader, financial elite, trustees and family .

We have learned few people care about what has occurred to us; they think it won’t happen to them. But you see, it will, because nothing is being done to stop it! And ignoring this issue won't make it go away, so it won't attack you and your family. It will instead assure that you will be attacked!

There’s tons of complaining by those of us whom have been victims, but still nothing is being done, by those in power or office, to stop all the financial and real estate crimes destroying lives:>((

Why? Because it is those in power, financiers, officials, leaders and authorities who are committing the crimes!

Larry and my biggest challenge is how do we get from where we are now, with no money at all, to two weeks from now when Larry gets his first check? We don’t even have food money; we have now $60.00 for our room tonight as of just moments ago. Larry had to pawn his two Armani Men’s sport coats, my knitted beaver jacket, and a ski jacket with a fur collar.

The only way all this crime, getting worse as I write here, will stop is by Americans getting together as a whole to stop it! So why are we voting again in 2016 without addressing these unaddressed crimes, destroying American's lives, and therefore no changes made?

Again, between Larry and my family there are millions of dollars that certainly as little as $10,000.00 or as much as $250.000.00,(and any amount in between) can put Larry and I back in business bringing us an income; paying our equity investors 25% of all we earn. Additionally, we'd sooner be able to pay back the people who have loaned funds to us over the years. And again, we have already proven our furniture/fashion and sculptures sell and sell well.

Our family's apparently would rather see us go to the streets; instead of our working towards something that will make everyone money we are putting all our energy into merely surviving.

I must say, "This blows my mind!"

PLEASE COPY and PASTE to see our work; work that will get us on our feet; making money for our equity investor and pay back all the money loaned to us over the years https://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/


Larry the Bu and I were on our way into our car to live last Tuesday; but Larry gave up his first day of work to go around to pawn shops selling our personal belongings, such as Gaultier sunglasses, his black Alligator boots and our black Prada briefcase to generate enough funds to stay in our motel room. One would think with what we had to sell we’d get at least $500.00 but you see even pawn shops are very particular; none of our items, although in perfect shape were worth anymore than $250.00…and they don’t take Prada briefcases.

I remained back in our room posting ads to sell Larry’s case study, prototype sculpture built as a selling tool to land a commission with Jerry Jones for Dallas Cowboys; pieces to be created and built for The Star In Frisco and the AT&T Stadium.

We landed a reprieve, but Larry lost the job he chose to accept a few days ago.

There was no other choice; had we not decided to seek out pawnshops, instead of Larry going to work, we’d be living in our car, because work doesn’t pay anything for at least two weeks. There’s still less that gets done while living in ones car; much more difficult to land employment.

Since then Larry and I have put a manic effort into selling the sculpture for $3,500.00 and while doing so found a beautiful furniture/design store in Fort Worth who has a buyer constantly looking for unique items and purchasing. Turns out she loves Larry’s work including his sculptures, especially the cowboy piece, and asked that he send an email and photos of all his work, to her, so she could show the owners. Larry and I are hearing the sounds of commission here but the owners aren’t around and won’t be until? Well we don’t know.

A commission would be great because Larry can ask for a deposit, yet it just hasn’t happened yet.

However it’s already been proven that Larry and my getting back on our feet will come from one effort; our business. It has been proven with the sales we had when we were in business 1997-2004; it’s been proven since by the momentum created and executed with the $12,000.00 investor we landed. It has been proven by the Dallas Cowboys art department requesting our proposal and the Country Music Hall of Fame agreeing to place Larry’s Cowboy sculpture in their museum where the public will see it and have the opportunity to order smaller bronzes of this sculpture.

Larry and my ages, illegally destroyed credit, and lack of employee history prevent us from retaining good employment most of the time. Larry has had fourteen positions in the last three years; two were very low paying keeping us in motels, which are very expensive, and the rest were frauds and scams. In fact the last four positions Larry had, although perfectly acceptable well-known companies offering employment from the outside, looking in by getting hired, turned out to be completely corrupt enterprises.

These experiences took Larry, the Bu and myself back to poverty worse than our tent.

However we haven’t let up on seeking employment, just as we haven't for the last six years. I bet together Larry and I have sent out many thousands of applications for employment through these years and we don't lack, talent, abilities, experience or expertise; we're apparently old and rarely land anything that's worth doing, but we do it, anyway, until we find something better.

As of today, again, we are on our way to living in our soon to be repossessed car tomorrow. We are seeking day work, but it too has its limitations and frustrations. You have to beat the guy who calls and gets the job, before you do, and put up with working all day only to find yourself scammed in the end…not being paid. Not to mention, we’re so poverty stricken that Larry no longer has carpentry tools so this fact eliminates half the day jobs for him.
If we don’t somehow earn at least $60.00 today, we’re in the streets tomorrow, and without food. We have no food now.

Yet my daughter, Lexi and apparently the rest of my family along with Larry’s family too, see Larry and I as money grabbing losers.

Lexi and Alison helped in getting our bills paid last month; a few were past due; helped with quite a number of days with our motel room and gather the documents needed to retain social security, which if I'm lucky, I'll see in a few more weeks from now. Larry and I are very grateful. As it turns out $3,000.00 was spent on us.

The problem is it appears we're going to the streets before my social security checks in:>(

How are we ever going to pay this back or anyone else we have borrowed money from if we’re going to the streets?

I have suggested to Lexi, apparently the family liaison, over and over again that family, collectively worth millions of dollars, gather together and invest in Larry and my business; any amount from $10,000.00 to $100,000.00 or any amount in between would work. We’ll easily get back on our feet this way, and those who have lent funds to us, in the past, will be assured of getting paid back, while the investor or investors will actually make money as equity partners in our business.

Yet Lexi and collectively, the rest of both Larry and my family, refuse to invest in our talent and business; they apparently prefer to throw $100.00 bills at us and scream about how they loaned money that we don’t pay back!

As far as I’m concerned our family’s like our situation as it is; don’t want to see us get out of this mess and really enjoy criticizing us!

Mind you it’s taken almost 18 years of our struggle against unaddressed financial and real estate crimes committed against us, all odds, and poverty before my family even thought to throw $100.00 bills at Larry, the Bu and myself, barring Lexi paying for our storage once three years ago.

What's more Lexi suggested that she help get Larry and my screenplays read; she is in contact with her childhood friend Michael McDonald, a Hollywood producer today, but she just isn't following through.

What's frustrating is Larry and I have very good ways to stay out of the streets with family help and support that has nothing to do with LENDING funds, and they won't do it:>(

So frustrating!

Larry and my work here; please COPY and PASTE: https://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/

PRAYERS PLEASE that my Larry gets day work today, and I find some way to earn funds over the Internet, so we remain with a roof over our heads until Larry lands long-term good employment and we land an investor for our business.



If you have been keeping up with the family saga, not unlike the old Dominick Dunne tales, you'll understand that my own family along with the financial elite and my trustees embezzled all my funds; held in my trust. And my story concerns anyone who does business with a financial institution; my story should help you protect yourself and family from the same outrageous financial crimes.

After I reported this horrific crime to, the proper authorities, I was instead of offered an investigation, to get a "Mafia Hit" of more horrific crimes committed against my trust, me and now my business and life partner Larry; Finally they illegally took our home, destroyed Larry and my business and threw us in the streets in 2007; we have been working on getting investigations, prosecutions and justice, which hasn't been realized yet, and re-creating our once flourishing business...it has been a struggle, to say the least; the whole story, along with my first book, which chronicles this horrendous miscarriage of the laws, in this country, by the authorities unfolds here;https://deborahbreuner.blogspot.com/

Please learn from our tragedy:>)

Our once flourishing business, which we're re-building, here; https://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/

Finally Larry has a great employment, opportunity, but in order to get this employment we need the funds to even get Larry to the 2nd interview; today we have no funds, food or gas in the car; we have this Dallas Cowboys case study Larry built to land a commission to create these sculptures, with artful shadow , for the Star In Frisco, the new Dallas Cowboys offices. Larry's meeting with the Dallas Cowboys art director is still pending, but I can tell you just the fact that the proposal was sent and accepted by the Dallas Cowboys art department is very telling of the outcome.

So the idea is Larry is putting his Dallas Cowboys, case study, sculpture in the Fort Worth Billiards store in Fort Worth, Texas on commission, so it will be seen by the right potential customers and sold, as seen attached. If you'd be willing to lend to us $3,000.00, now, when the piece sells, and I don't believe it will take long with the football season here now and the man caves that need art, we'll have the commission check sent straight to you. It has already been established that this piece will be sold for close to $5,000.00; the store will take their cut, you'll get $500.00 interest on your $3,000.00 loan to us, and your full $3,000.00 back.

The buyer of Larry's case study will be invited to accompany Larry, along with the sculpture they now own, when he meets with Jerry Jones...another perk for your help.

Please, this will save our lives and our re-building our lives, and you'll get $500.00 cash for your efforts. It shouldn't take more than a couple of weeks of this piece to sell out of Fort Worth Billiards; been in business over 60 years and the owner loves the sculpture, so he's excited to sell it!

Attached also is a rough sketch of the sculpture Larry has been commissioned to build by the Country Music Hall of Fame; with the new employment Larry is landing he can build this piece; take orders for the bronzes, customers will order hopefully, and we'll have our business started again, with the sculptures. The fashions will come later.

We can actually take care of ourselves.

Right now our lives sit between hard work, success and the streets under a bridge and there is no reason for the streets when we're willing to work hard and have been, while having abilities and talent.

Let us know; ASAP! Thank you so much for your time and consideration.

My daughter, Lexi suggested, the other day, that Larry and I should just leave our motel, give the Bu away and get into a shelter, rather than she or anyone in mine or Larry’s family help us…again. Mind you no one has helped us enough to really help…just caring band-aids from Angels, lasting a short time and thank God for them, and some mere “take this and shut up” band-aids from those who would just as soon we die in the streets…this would be the family; rather our bloodgroups. By the way it took a good eighteen years of my being exiled, from family, before anyone in my family did anything to help me/us; and then when they did, help, it was for a short time with an agenda...they wanted the infamous "KEY" and they didn't want us to disappear into the streets without first turning over the "KEY".

Larry and I choose not to be separated, from each other in shelters, or give our Bu away, so we’ll continue to fight for what we need instead; live in our car for awhile if need be.

Meanwhile we appear to have the large investor issue worked out; we need to find employment first, before even sending our business proposal to this investor, and Larry has five interviews coming up this next week; a couple of these are 2nd and 3rd interviews with the same business. Larry should have great employment by the end of next week, and this time it will be a good position; we’ve had so many bad ones because of needing employment “now” leaving no time to check things out in depth. Larry has had to take whatever employment has come his way as soon as it came. The last two positions Larry took were total scams and not so that anyone would guess they were. Authorities again should eradicate these employment scams, but they aren’t even investigating. These are businesses you do business with everyday and shouldn’t! And, in your need for employment you’ll likely be next if something isn’t done to stop these scams. Don’t expect there will be in our lifetime…unfortunately! We are on our own, with the help and support of our fellow human beings only.

The problem is most of our fellow human beings could care less about what is happening to their neighbor.

I'm very aware of the fact, most in my family, really don't want Larry, the Bu and myself to get back on our feet; they like the situation we’re in and it's worth it, to them, to lose cash, which they have thrown at us, in small increments, in the name of "help", so others looking on will honor family generosity, when in fact, my family merely want to help enough to look good in others’ eyes; in secret they’re wanting us to fail; they want the storage unit full of our belongings.

They have this now, or at least the prospect to having it, the infamous “KEY”, so they are no longer responding to us. I believe my family is waiting for us to die in the streets, after never retaining employment, therefore unable to pay our bills, such as the storage, and then my family, Lexi and Alison in particular, will go in for the storage.

Except Larry and I won't stop until we win!

Thank you for all your love and support!


So here’s what’s going on; as long as the proper authorities refuse to do their jobs in this country I’ll continue to expose the truth; as long as my family and Larry’s continue to ignore their responsibility as “family” I will continue to expose them!

When and if something is done as it should be, for Larry, the Bu and myself, whether that be the authorities do their jobs or family, steps in, and does the right thing or both, I’ll write about this too.

So far the authorities haven’t; our families are notorious band-aid-throwing-walk-on-byers-while-laughing-at-the-results-they-cruely-create.

This is as creative as they choose to be; creatively destroying other family members they’re jealous of after stealing from them and wildly familiar with what our USA Government does to her people.

Unfortunately we are all on our own in this country, none of the authorities do their jobs, the criminals know this, while many, such as ourselves, have family that seemed to have learned from our USA Government.

They lie, cheat, steal and manipulate; most are full of jealousy, lust and greed. Larry and my family love to see their brightest, creative and intelligent family stars fail, so they do whatever is in their power to make sure they do, while they, themselves, do just fine in this regard on their own…they are failures and jealous of us who aren’t so they must destroy!

The blog below displays all Larry and I have left; our talent and creativity; we are willing to give up all battles for our right to have our business up and running again; a way for us to not only take care of ourselves but flourish; do some good things for society; along with the below example of our work, we have six other completed business plans; some with financials. They are all different businesses that flow from what Larry and I do best. And one couldn’t invest in anyone truly safer than us; we know what the financial institutions are doing to all Americans, while most of you don’t. We also know how to pinch a penny. Add to this our abilities as seen on our blog;

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Larry, the Bu and myself have spent close to eighteen years fighting ugly family jealousy mixed with unaddressed by the proper authorities financial and real estate crimes; many of these crimes committed or instigated by family members.

Well the Bu didn’t come on board until 2003; we believe he came into our lives as a little angel bringing joy to an otherwise very frustrating life spent in survival mode.

Larry and I have survived this whole time, since 1998, without any help, but from the occasional angels along our journey…and they were strangers, many times with less than us or not much more than we had. Although Larry and I had our business going, and flourishing between 1998 and 2004 the unaddressed financial crimes were coming after us by financial elite, while my family tortured.

Today both Larry and my family torture us; mostly by cruelty and exile throwing bones for our survival, which they know is merely causing us to die slower. Both Larry and my families have millions of dollars between them by which to invest; they choose not to and not because they don't believe we'll succeed? Their need to destroy us is stronger than their need to make money. They have all the money they need.

In the meantime, both Larry and I are working continuously to sell his sculpture case studies, sculptures built with the funds from our first small investor. Larry has three of these, unusual pieces that cast shadows as part of the art, he's now decided to sell to keep us alive. However they aren't easy to sell when they aren't part of a numbered series not yet built; these pieces are his selling tools; selling to the Dallas Cowboys and the Country Music Hall of Fame. Two already interested parties in Larry's sculpture work.

Tony Romo #9 Dallas Cowboys Case Study; 5' tall; the Series will be built at at least 10' tall, titled; Ten Foot Tall and Bullet Proof

Perhaps someone out there would like to own a one-of-a-kind case study of Tony Romo #9; one day it will be very valuable; your purchase will allow you the opportunity to meet Jerry Jones

A 3' tall bust, titled Country Music of what will be created, "full bodied" and at least 10' tall for the Country Music Hall of Fame in Nashville, Tennessee.

This case study, also for sale, a one-of-a-kind; and with the sales of small bronzes garnered from the "full bodied" piece displayed at the Country Music Hall of Fame this case study too will be valuable one day.

This is a bit of a backup for us; our families don't care! And, we're willing to do it to save our lives and our dreams.

Our families arrogantly believe they are winning; these are people who had to embezzle my funds to thrive along with the help of a number of financial institutions and elite in that world; Larry’s family is exactly the same.
Why should they thrive by being criminals?

My daughter Lexi has made these promises to me; help Larry and I get into an apartment with our illegally destroyed credit, make our car payments until we can retain employment, garner family to invest in Larry and my business so we can get out of living in the poverty cycle brought on by unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes, and save our storage.

However today, Lexi has exiled me again.

Oh and both my daughters, Alison and Lexi helped me get my Social Security that won’t arrive for weeks. I do thank them for this, but it does us no good today and when it does arrive it will be all of $1,200.00, not enough funds to keep a roof over my head.

Last I spoke to Lexi she agreed if I sent her a key, to Larry and my storage, she’d pay the $800.00 to save it. Originally she said she’d do all of the above but I’d have to turn the storage totally over to she and her husband David. Why does Lexi at least want the key? “In case something happens to you Mom.” Well I can guarantee at the rate Larry and I are going, with no real solid help, something will happen to me. I’ll die in the streets.

Seems like this is what my family at least wants; I trust Larry’s to feel the same by their totally ignoring Larry’s last email to his mother. So we shall see?

Meanwhile Larry and I are again looking at going to the streets in our soon to be repossessed car. $750.00 doesn’t go far when you live in a $60.00 a night motel room; have bills to pay and need to eat.

Larry and I spend our days and nights sending our résumés to hundreds of employment opportunities; most aren’t looking for 60+ year old, once business owners, therefore few employee experiences, with annihilated credit no matter how talented we may be.

Larry finally has an interview next Thursday; we’ll be in the streets by then, so not sure how he’ll be able to get to the interview?

If we can retain an equity investor for $100,000.00 at 25% ownership in our business we could get a roof over our heads, rent space to work, pay the few outstanding bills we have, especially our storage that holds all our design tools, and get to work making money for not only ourselves but our equity investor.

This is not a new business, but a business once very successful; destroyed by unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crimes.

If you can't purchase these case study sculptures or invest would you PLEASE spread this story all over social media? Thank you (((HUGS)))

It’s a win-win for all involved…cancels out all the criminals from winning!

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CONTACT: larrywaynesam@yahoo.com

CONTACT: debbiebreuner@yahoo.com


And the saga continues with more abuse, as my daughter, Lexi says yesterday, “If you don’t promise to go to your Social Security appointment, TODAY, I’m jumping in the car right now; driving down to Fort Worth and taking you at 1:46 PM.”

Interestingly, Lexi has had almost a month to come visit me, just to visit; made promises to visit, but hasn't...until she must?

Lexi has been so manic in getting me to one of these Social Security appointments, I’ve missed one already, that it’s caused me to start thinking, men in white coats would be there; put me in a straight jacket and take me off to a mental facility.

As paranoid as this may sound, it’s truly not. I saw this exact scenario occur to my mother in the early 60s. I was ten years old. Apparently, my father retained a judge’s order from one of his Mason cronies, who was a judge, to have my mother committed to a mental hospital when there wasn’t a thing wrong with her, but my father kept her drugged, with sneak attacks of drugs, called her an alcoholic to family and friends. He even went as far as to commandeer his four older brothers, my uncles, to take over if need be in committing her, when he was out of town on business.

What was Robert A. Breuner’s goal? He wanted my mother’s money. What he was worth, in his own right, wasn’t enough.

How do I know this is all true? Well for many reasons, but for the first reason, I was watching all this as a ten year old through the age of sixteen. My three sisters, whom my father was lying to at so-called family meetings about my mother where she wasn’t in attendance, didn’t live at home; they were married; one was in boarding school.

I lived at home; I saw every manipulation, lie, and the work my father put into keeping the lie about my mother alive. He ended each evening with downing at least four straight up Scotch’s… often many more!

I recall my mother crying in pain; this highly educated, loving, capable, beautiful, creative and talented woman accused of being something she wasn’t by my father, Mr. Respected, by society, merely because he owned a highly respected furniture business in Northern California, that my great grandfather created and built with his own two hands.

My father was of the third generation and as spoiled, jealous, greedy and lustful as any man could be.

I swore to God, that one day my mother’s name would be cleared, her life rectified. I had no idea that in doing so I’d be uncovering the same plot by my own husband (now ex) and my three daughters, only as my mother use to say, “If you don’t pay attention to history; you’re bound to repeat it. Only it will be worse the next time around.”

So I should have known? However I was stupid enough to believe, for very many years, if I kept the lines of communication open with my daughters, as they grew up, I would start a change and halt to this horrendous family curse of financial and mental abuse of the female family stars.

Yes, it’s worse this time around exactly as my dear mother warned. To shut me up, from exposing the horrific financial and real estate crimes, unaddressed by the proper authorities and often committed by them along with my family, my family is slowly killing me off; allowing me to die in the streets.

I did actually bite the bullet of fear and went to the Social Security office to get the ball rolling for my SS. I’m receiving $1,200.00 a month starting in a month or so; not enough funds to keep me anywhere but my car or a tent. My ex-husband who embezzled my complete trust account, worth 80M$s, as one my of my trustees has all these, MY, funds split with his, money manager of a criminal wife, brothers and Mother, plus another $2,500.00 in SS benefits.

I’d guess there are even USA tax laws broken here and yet not one government authority or financial watchdog will do one thing!

I wasn’t picked up by the little men in white coats and put into a straight jacket. So today is a good day!

In spite of all Lexi’s manipulative ploys to get me to go to the Social Security office, the ploys and promises she made are now mute. I went so that’s all that matters. She’d even insisted that I let her know once I’d returned, promised to pay my storage to save my patterns, if I went and also promised that my good will in going to SS would encourage my family in invest in Larry and my business; help us get on our feet. However, I'm feeling exiled again today, we'll just have to see what progresses?

Lexi's not calling anymore it seems? Larry, the Bu and I will be okay for another few days, and then facing the streets again in 100-degree heat.

This time we hope to be smarter and save enough cash for gas so we have an air conditioner for a while, until they come repossess the car.

We’re praying for an investor for our business, https://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/ It truly is our only hope.

Why should criminals such as what I’ve described above win? And why should creative, talented people, such as ourselves, die in the streets because of unaddressed by the proper authorities financial and real estate crimes?

My story here isn't just about me, or us, it's about horrific crimes going purposely unaddressed by those who are paid by our taxes to address, and what has and continues to occur to me, or us, will if it hasn't already been happening to other Americans! This is wrong! How much worse does crime committed by the powerful, against we the people, have to get before something is done?

Today my daughters, and the rest of my family, are reading all that I write here and criticizing my anger and probably the words I've been spelling incorrectly. This is what they do to avoid the truth!

You see, what you're observing in my family is the result of four generations of unaddressed financial crimes going unaddressed by the proper authorities, against the creative, talented women in our family, so my daughters have grown up to have no respect for me. I mean if the authorities have no respect, for me, then why should they, in their minds? In their minds there must be something wrong with me and there's little truth to the crimes...all because the authorities won't do what they are supposed to do...investigate crimes and prosecute.

Does the public actually believe these same unaddressed financial crimes won't affect their families and offspring? Well they will. We teach our children, as they grow up, to respect authority; punish them when they don't. Then many of these children grow up and have a really hard time believing the authorities, their parents taught to respect, are actually criminals? So when these criminals aren't even investigated, while the media is mute, the public, not yet affected by these horrific crimes, has a very difficult time believing they are actually taking place. They would prefer to stay in denial, and claim the victims as crazy...until it happens to them, and the unaddressed financial and real estate crimes are like wildfire today.

Since most of the criminals committing the financial and real estate crimes are the financial elite and government, whose going to investigate them? We have one choice in this country, all the leaders must be replaced!

We the people are the only ones who can do this!

Larry and my family know, what we all know; unaddressed financial crimes have destroyed our lives and credit; its not likely we'll find employment that can support us even in low income, so not investing in our talent and business is like signing our death warrants:>((

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I know for a fact, my arrogant daughters are next...and it will be worse this time around, worse than it has been for me:>(( Why will this happen? Because they refuse to learn from history! I personally didn't know all the facts; I learned them after much work in uncovering over many years. I shared every milestone of my uncovering with my daughters, because I love them, and they still refuse to learn!


While posting this morning, desperate for help, and crying my eyes out at the same time, from fear and frustration, knowing Larry, the Bu and myself are hours away from landing in our car; a car with no gas in it, and it's 100 degrees, or more outside these days, in Texas, my daughter Lexi calls. She's demanding to know if I'm going to the Social Security office for my appointment, where I'll start the ball rolling for my SS, only I have no drivers license, nor the funds by which to buy the gas in order to drive to the DMV; I also have no address.

Drivers' licenses aren't supplied to transients; in other words the homeless with no address; either are Social Security benefits. I told Lexi this; told her we didn't have the funds to even stay in our motel room, much less have funds to do all the things still needed in order to go to an appointment at the SS office, besides we are going to the streets in a car with no gas tomorrow morning, which will make our situation still worse. And, Social Security doesn't kick in for at least three months, what good will any of this do for us now? "We need help now" I screamed at Lexi and hung up on her! Moments later, Lexi PayPals $750.00 to Larry's PayPal account, because I can't have any bank accounts for bad credit from all the financial crimes committed against me. Larry is better off, he at least can have a bank account.

Anyway, Lexi tells me somewhere, on a phone message, text or email? I can't recall where, as I'm so angry and grateful, at the same time at the moment, I don't know what to do with myself. Lexi's message is, "I just sent to Larry's PayPal $750.00 from the funds Uncle Bob (Bob Gaines Sr. (my brother-in-law) sent last week; this is it though!" I'm thinking, "Oh that's nice, more games! Why didn't Lexi just send the funds last week? She also told me last week what funds were sent then would be it?" So I've spent days scared to death of going into the streets; so much so I haven't been able to eat, when all along Lexi had $750.00 she could have sent! What's worse my family, worth millions of dollars alone and between them, could invest, in Larry and my already proven to be successful business instead of throwing all these $100.00 bills at us?

What a waste of money! I'm wondering just what makes this kind of waste worth the waste? And, just what makes anyone so bitter jealous that they'd rather watch family, they claim to love, suffer than support them into a better life, with their strengths, which "we the victims' of financial crimes don't have at the moment?

Larry still must sell his sculpture case study, also known as a prototype, paid for by our last investor, a selling tool for the Dallas Cowboys so the art department will order from Larry and we'll make money. Instead, in order for us to survive long enough for either of us to get employment, supplementing, until our business makes money, we must sell what is the catalyst to bringing in money?

Larry and my family could be supportive in not allowing this to happen, since the groundwork of our business has been started, and yet our families could care less; this is not supportive, its instead patronizing to keep throwing small amounts of cash our way, just enough to keep us alive but poverty stricken!

So far in the last month with funds from other family members, of mine, who choose to remain anonymous, Larry and I have received, $600.00 cash; $1,200.00 paid on saving the car; $900.00 in motel room rent, and $750.00, cash, today from apparently Bob Gaines Senior, who actually sent the funds last week to Lexi; she chose not to send them because, if I were to guess, my family thinks Larry is a criminal after my money! Ha! on this...

What's more my family still refuses to save our storage unless Larry and I turn the ownership over to Lexi and David, Lexi's husband. We have refused! And, for good reason; taking our chances that Larry, or both of us, will land a good job soon and we'll be able to pay our rent ourselves. Lexi apparently prefers, along with other family members, to go to the auction, of Larry and my belongings, and pay up to $50,000.00? Now why would this be I continually ask, of her, but never get an answer!

For God's sake all my patterns for my designing are in our storage. How supportive is Lexi being, causing me to have to worry about these and what will happen to them? I can do this without betraying family help.

We already know who the real criminals are here; it is fun for me to see how psychopaths transfer faults onto others, as proof, to what they, themselves, are doing as far as criminal activity! Psychology is so interesting.

These funds, extended in the last month, add up to $3,450.00 total thrown at us, in disgust! If these funds had been invested in us instead the investor would receive $862.00 for 25% equity in our business. Just one of my long duster coats sells for $3,500.00, wholesale. Larry's sculptures, in many cases, sell for $10,000.00 a piece.

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For a mere $100,000.00 Larry, the Bu and myself could be on our feet, in an apartment, renting a place to work and be making a grand income within a couple of months. Most of the work, along with marketing, has already been done for our business by the investment of our first investor, Richard. In fact, even a $10,000.00 investment would work; it will just take longer to see a return.

Nevertheless, I've never in my life seen more waste of funds, crowded with cruelty and agendas in my life! Obviously my family has so much "friggen" money it's worth it to them to just throw hundred dollar bills at us with the pure goal of Larry, the Bu and myself finally dying in the streets, if not from starvation and exposure, from a heart attack caused by mental games my family plays, always ending with my being exiled!

So, we now have another week before we land in the streets, while my family, and Larry's, are having a field day laughing at us; it's called "power over"

It's so sick! At the same time we're grateful, which feels like we're bleeding in the streets,as family extends scarves to put upon our heads; soaking up all the blood; yet still walk away!

Oh and I almost forgot, Lexi and my oldest daughter, Alison actually extended to Larry, the Bu and myself $400.00 a month ago, this makes all this throwing bills at us even worse; it ups what an investor would otherwise earn by investing in us instead.

Additionally, Lexi lives a mere few hours from Larry and my motel, she has suggested coming to visit me, yet never has. I haven't seen her since 2000. Her children I have never met other than her oldest Skyler, my sixteen year old grandchild, when she was a baby just three times. Reese I've never set eyes upon, in person:>(( She's eight years old. Yet Lexi and my oldest daughter Alison have no problem traveling across the country to go to the auction in California, where they would be biding against others upping the auction price to many thousands of dollars for Larry and my belongings, when if they really wanted to be helpful they could merely pay our storage rent, $800.00, now, to save some very important items such as my patterns; something I need to re-launch our business.

The consensus is these issues, in my family are all my fault! Mind you I'm so poverty stricken by the criminal acts, many by my own family against me, that I'm lucky if I can eat on a daily basis.

The best thing that can happen to Larry, the Bu and me is for an angel investor to show up, invest in us and our work; make a fortune, while helping us at the same time!

Show our families what fools they are! Our success will expose them for who they are. God knows the proper authorities, in this country, never will.

Larry and I have seen and experienced by our own families, churches, charities, professionals, financial elite, attorneys, judges, and government authorities everything from, bank fraud, embezzlement, money laundering, forgeries, grand larceny, wire fraud, real estate fraud, malfeasance of felony, fraud upon the court, physical and mental abuse, which would now be considered elder abuse since I'm sixty-six years old, and it continues because no one does anything.

And, this is the reason I'm exposing this ugly story of betrayal, no one else will, the authorities refuse to even investigate, while the media is mute. The mute media is why this abuse continues; for Larry, our six precious family of dogs and myself it's gone on for eighteen years; five of our dogs are either dead or sold because of more abuse and poverty. Larry, the Bu and myself have nothing left but each other and our talent, so our families arrogantly, without a thought of concern that their actions, or non-actions, will be investigated and held accountable, continue their abuse.

We have one weapon and/or gift left, our talent, which we can put to use and make money if we only had an investor.


My so-called-family claims that perhaps they’d help Larry, the Bu and myself if I’d stop posting truth about them; the criminal financial elite, authorities and legal world on my Facebook wall. This a very interesting request when one considers my postings started in 2012 only after begging my family, the authorities and legal world for help; starting over twelve years previously, and they totally ignored me.

In other words my postings are out of desperation to be heard…and I’m still not being heard! What do I want heard? Financial elite, my trustees,( which are my ex and family attorneys) including trusted money managers embezzled my complete trust, worth millions, and threw me into the streets at fifty years old! My story, now both Larry and mine, can be reviewed on this blog; please see posting THE TRUTH posted May 30, 2014. Read other postings from March/April 2012 for a foundation to this outrageous saga of family, financial and government betrayal. See my latest efforts to reach the DOJ, after many years of being ignored, Letter To Justice Antonin Scalia posted, and mailed, June 27, 2015. I'm still ignored! How about this posting, Open Letter To Attorney General Eric Holder; Look In Your Email $ US Mail Too, posted, and mailed, April 12,2014.

I believe it's safe to say, after eighteen years of my struggle with unaddressed financial crimes and my family IGNORING me no matter what I have done to get their attention, I'm not going to get it! I believe they are merely waiting for me to disappear into the streets...and shut up; then die!

This being said and understanding nothing will ever be done, on my case, because this is the way the USA does things and Larry and my families rely upon, I can at least, continue to expose all the unaddressed financial and real estate crimes, warning others. Today we NEED an investor so Larry and I can re-launch the business all this, unaddressed by the proper authorities, financial and real estate crime destroyed. How can this tragedy occur too? Easily, if you report horrific financial or real estate crime to the proper authorities in this country, committed by elite, you will be "Mafia Hit" from behind the scenes until everything you own is gone including your way to support yourself, and there will never be an investigation.

Aw, time for another video so my family and the financial elite can view what eighteen years of financial abuse and homelessness does to someone; even when they are strong as I am, as both Larry and myself are.

Interestingly I'm reminded by what day it is for those who suffered through Katrina; and my heart goes out to them; truth is there are more victims to Katrina who got help from government assistance, and others, than we have; we've had none; no investigation no nothing and the damage to our lives as devastating...like a flood took family, pets, belongings, lifestyle, money, vehicles, business, and our self respect, because we can't even be heard, for our pain, by those who should be listening and assisting! The media mute!

My two oldest daughters Alison and Lexi recently came back into my life about a month ago. Alison has said very little, nothing but one sentence on the phone, but sent some food and went to work putting together documents so I could get my Social Security; I haven’t been able to because of Larry and my severe poverty; no funds to replace my lost birth certificate or my drivers license; nor do I know which storage unit my divorce decree might be found? Larry,the Bu and I, are of course, very grateful for the food and momentary attention.

Alison put all this together for me in record time; it was nice to interact with her over the Internet in emails; I hadn’t heard from her at all in close to eighteen years; she remained respectful in emails lately. However as much as I appreciate Alison’s help on this; it doesn’t assist Larry and I today. We are still headed to the streets; we don’t even have the gas money to get us to the Social Security office on Monday September 1, 2015, which will start the ball rolling; even if we could, Social Security takes months to kick in; I still don’t have a permanent address. A driver’s license or an ID cost money we don’t have.

On Tuesday Larry, the Bu and myself are still headed to the streets. There are no remedies for situations like ours but solid family help; many times the victims don't have gifts to fall back on, we do! So we don't need charity; we need an investor! Or perhaps someone in the vast family between Larry and myself knows someone who would hire us?

The largest problem Larry, the Bu and I have is we don't have family who cares about what happens to us, in fact they are actively assuring our demise. Family caring in the country has become very rare, as most families puppet what they see in horrific acts their government commits against the people; hence caring individuals are what we all must depend on; our fellow human beings; creating new family connections through mutual beliefs on strong values in life.

And why would we be headed to the streets you might ask? Well because when people are attacked with the types of, unaddressed by the proper authorities, financial and real estate crimes, such as the ones, that have attacked both Larry and me at this point, you no longer have any rights in this world. The worst of it is; the crimes follow you, in spite of the fact that you’re the victim to these crimes. These unaddressed financial crimes destroy your credit too. Unless it's a family member or friend; one can't even get an investor by which to re-build their lives through their talents! The perpetrators are off scot free; most of them being the elite in the financial world and our government leaders.

I guess this is where an angel investor steps in; a non-family or friend. It's the only action that will save our lives at this point.

In my case, there are elite authorities, such as United States Justice Anthony M. “Tony” Kennedy involved; not only once my attorney but also a relative of mine, through my sister Katherine “Kitty” Breuner Davis. There is a California Senator Ted Gaines, also my nephew, in as much as he refuses to assist me in the capacity he could if he wanted to; apparently he’s not choosing to assist in spite of my many cries for help on his Facebook and Twitter accounts. Lets not even mention the years I entertained Ted at Tahoe. He could at least hand deliver my complaint to, the attorney general, about serious financial crimes that have destroyed my life, committed by the financial elite and trustees. I’ve even written to Ted via his website. He blocked me on social media a number of years ago; ignores me on his website.

I entertained Ted Gaines, and his friend, in my home in Michigan for a number of days, or was it weeks? He paid for nothing while he was there!

Yes, family and financial elite are involved with my, now our, case(s) and they’re doing all they can to cause Larry, the Bu and myself to die in the streets! They’ve already allowed us to live in a tent for three years; our truck for a year and sleazy motels since. There would be no other way for me to believe anything other, at this point, than my family is trying to cover something up? In fact, it's come to my attention that there's a "blog reader" in my family whom I'm not supposed to upset by writing things she doesn't like to report; I personally believe she loves it; loves to see me suffer. I know her, it's her style as a busy body; playing one against the other. Lets not even mention the years I entertained her in my life; paid for many perks just for little "niecie-poo" Ms. JJ. I did the same for her older sister, "niecie-poo" Ann Carter Moore. So should we talk about my niece, Clare Gaines Andrews in Sacramento, California? She heads up, or just highly involved, with the River City Food Bank there, while her aunt has been living in the streets for years. Her brother, my nephew, is a doctor, Dr. Peter M. Gaines in Modesto, California; spent time in a third world country for his internship; he totally understands what real poverty looks and feels like. I entertained him in my home all summer, in Michigan, during college. I called Pete desperate for help, just the other day; he ignores me, in spite of the visions he must still carry in his head of poverty! Then there's Pete's other brother, my nephew Bob Gaines Jr. we have been friends since I was about five years old; we grew up together as I did with all my nieces and nephews; we are so close in age. I use to often cook dinner for "Bobby", as I call him, while I still lived in Sacramento. He contacted me in 2010, while Larry, the Bu and I lived in the tent, via social media. When I answered his question about how I was, he blocked me from his account.

Last night I posted on Senator Ted Gaines' new Facebook page. Hum, wonder if he's had enough of my begging and will do something? Yet after tomorrow at 10:00 AM Larry, the Bu and I will be in our car until September 18, 2015 when our car will be reposed, and it's 100 degrees or more here; often not lower than 90 degrees at night.

Most at this point might be wondering why my family, and Larry's too are so cruel towards us? It's because they all have one thing in common; they are either hiding horrific financial crimes, they personally have committed against us, or they are so enjoying the fruits of these crimes they have "cozied-up" with the thieves and embezzlers.

Being that Larry and myself were always self-employed, we have very little employee experience; we’ve aged out of most employment opportunities or over qualified; our illegally destroyed credit, otherwise, prevents any and all good employment in anything other than re-launching our business. The blog seen below of our work;

PLEASE copy and paste; http://bespokebydeborah.blogspot.com/

In spite of this fact Larry and I have what’s equivalent to sixteen employment positions between us, mostly just Larry alone, however, as I can only land couples positions. Larry and I have had two of these, over the years, and they were reportable, to the proper authorities, because of abuse. The employment Larry lands ranges from low paying to reportable scams; nothing so far that will get us anywhere but nowhere. Of course the authorities do nothing about employment crime either.

Yet we continue to try, sometimes sending out thirty résumés a day for months. Larry and I are told that our résumés are wonderful; then we aren’t called back. I believe this is because of all the financial crimes that follow us, as victims, and our unlawfully destroyed credit; victimizing us some more!

It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to understand this! The criminals whom have committed all these crimes have known better than anyone what would happen to us. This is why the, purposeful, financial destruction didn’t end until our business was destroyed too by more unaddressed by the proper authorities financial crime; it’s called ex-husband embezzler inspired,family & financially elite supported, implemented RICO.

They all want us dead so we can’t find a way to prosecute and be stopped spreading the word in the meantime!

Oh and Lexi, using her sick manipulation of my heart and soul; promising to keep the light on in her home for me; dropping God’s name; prayers and the calling of my angels; with the explicit goal of blackmailing me into turning over Larry and my storage unit to her.

Lexi did see to it, just recently, that our past due car payments were made; both Lexi and Alison helped pay for our motel room for over a week; and somehow Lexi was able to send $600.00 to Larry’s PayPal account, by first making a comment that the funds should go to my account not his; indicating he can't be trusted? Yet I don’t have an account because my horrific credit won’t allow it!

And, who can't be trusted here?

First time in fifteen years that Larry and I have been in such dire need. In other words dire need without a remedy; usually we’d always find a remedy. But two very bad employment situations threw us for a loop. No one until now in my family has ever helped us in all this time, but just once for Lexi three years ago; $250.00; Larry’s brother helped him with $2,000.00 a year ago, and then lately an extended family member loaned us funds, slowly a little at a time, up to $12,000.00 as we tried desperately to get our business going again…our only hope for survival. Had he invested the $12,000.00 in one lump sum as I first asked of him, I believe things would be different? But who knows? I know throwing small sums of money to people, in our situation, doesn't work for long. This is not to be unappreciative of the many strangers who have done just this, and that's fine. We needed what they could offer and it gave us another day to figure out what next to do...so God Bless these angels who barely know us.

This extended family member, Rich Shawl, who loaned Larry and myself $12,000.00, felt beholden to me, for my allowing he and his family, including two children and a dog, to live with my family and myself in Michigan, when they were homeless without employment. They lived with us for a number of months. I fed them too! Rich said he felt so beholden that he wanted to return the favor, but he threw small increments of cash at Larry and myself; shaming us for our needs in abusive emails.

Still Larry and I are grateful! We'd probably be dead already if it weren't for Rich Shawl.

All I can say is as helpful as these remedies, thrown at us in anger by many who do know us, they merely put a band aid on our problem for a week or so; then the panic to save our lives starts all over again.

I had been suggesting to Lexi, through our conversations on the phone, that she talk with relatives, whom are refusing to talk to me by the way, about investing in Larry and my business, as equity partners; anything from $10,000.00 to $100,000.00; most any amount in between. We could make any of these investments work. I sent to her both Larry and my résumés and a well written business proposal for $250,000.00. I reminded Lexi that throwing small amounts of money at us would never work; waste money in the end, and investing would assure the investor will make money while Larry and I get on our feet.

Lexi finally informed me that no one in the family is interested in helping, in a way, that's lasting such as this.

Never in fifteen years have Larry or I been given the time to even get good employment in spite of the obvious challenges. We are always in a panic to keep ourselves out of the streets; so we must take what’s offered first!

A few days ago I finally understood why my daughters actually came back into my life a month ago; I originally thought it was because they missed and loved me; they couldn’t take it anymore. Eighteen years with little or no communication between us had become too much for them; it has always been too much for me, but I had to let go of them because of the severe abuse they offered up each time I contacted them back in 2000; then I was exiled by the whole family; Larry too by his family.

I felt like my two oldest daughters were back in my life at just the right time; it was God’s plan because Larry and I were finally without remedy for our ongoing poverty. Lexi massaged my heart and soul for weeks with love and support; shocking accounts of Rick and Lauren, the embezzlers; raving about Larry and my creative work and how excited she was to see us succeed in re-creating our business. She even shared how much she and Alison would love to be part of Larry and my business. This a card that always melts my heart and Lexi knows it. I believed her.

When it came time to figure out what we needed to do about getting the storage paid for, which Larry and I are behind on, Lexi offered to pay the $800.00; but then she didn’t do it. The next day she called and said, “David and I will pay the storage but you have to turn the ownership and key over to us.” She then had everything planned out that she and Alison would fly out to California, go through the storage and ship it all to where Larry and I are; mind you we are completely homeless, so more storage facilities for us, which will cost more here in the heat of Texas. I was shocked because up until now Lexi kept telling me that none of my sisters, worth each millions of dollars will help or invest in Larry and my business; she and Alison can’t afford even $10,000.00, as investors, but they can afford just over $13,000.00 to handle Larry and my storage, which Larry and I calculated as the cost based on our moving experience with hard numbers.

Well Lexi wasn’t even embarrassed by what I brought to her attention as her willingness to do and not do for us. It was obvious she and Alison came back into my life for one reason, and one reason only.

They want the storage; the hell with Larry, the Bu and me!

At this point, Lexi refuses otherwise to pay the $800.00 and stops talking to me. Now Larry and I realize we received just enough help from Lexi and Alison to keep us from disappearing into the streets before the storage was turned over to them. Had we lost our car, this is exactly what would have occurred, earlier in the week, so Lexi paid the past due amount to save the car after telling me how disgusting it was that Larry and I used some of our funds from our first investor to save the Bu's life from Cancer. Our investor, by the way, was perfectly okay with our decision; the vet charged us much less because of our situation. We just thank God the Bu is alive:>) Who else do Larry and I have, as family, who cares about us?

Now Larry, the Bu and myself are due for the streets Tuesday; but at least we have a car for a few more weeks, and the storage facility has agreed to forestall our auction for two more months; directly instigated by the arrogant attitude of my daughter, Lexi towards the staff.

Thank you Lexi; great job!

Larry is as always continuing his marathon efforts to find good employment. We together work on couples opportunities. And we do it all day long! If we don’t get his sculpture sold, recently built as a case study for the Dallas Cowboys with funds from our first small investor, we are shit out of luck! It takes time to get good employment, Lexi has already told me the last help with our room is over on Tuesday morning! Meanwhile Larry has had one interview for employment, awaiting another next week, after we're in the streets. Lexi's attitude, "You and Larry have to get out of this re-occurring poverty syndrome." Basically shape up or ship out! You know like we're snotty-nosed teenagers taking drugs! This from my 45 year old middle daughter.

However,Larry was just turned down again for employment, last night in an email, as over qualified with bad credit!

Mind you, I personally, lovingly and joyfully, spent over $200,000.00 on Lexi's wedding alone, and this doesn't even cover what I happily extended in funds to raise her in the style she obviously became accustomed to, so much so, she's willing to watch me die in the streets! Yes, Alison received exactly the same love and my willingness to make her life loving and beautiful as well. My Kelly celebrated her wedding without me as she married after I was exiled from the family; after all my funds had been embezzled! I'm confident, however, that Kelly still had a very beautiful wedding where my funds were still involved! Kelly celebrated her wedding day with her stepmother, Lauren Symington Davis, a money manager in Detroit, who helped her father, Richard Lynn Davis II embezzle all my funds; throwing me into the streets.

Of course, as of last Monday, neither Alison or Lexi are communicating, with me, anymore other than a cryptic email, from Lexi, asking if I received my documents for Social Security. All the "Love You" sign offs are gone along with the many phone calls and texts she sent the week before as she manipulated the ownership of Larry and my storage. Lexi had even promised to make sure Larry, the Bu and myself got into an apartment; guess this is out now too?

I guess Lexi forgot during the loving massaging of my heart and soul that she proudly admitted she and Alison flew out from Detroit, Michigan and Houston, Texas; met my nephew Tom Carter in Temecula, California back in 2013 to outbid, at the auction, for Larry and my belongings, and this auction could have garnered up to $50,000.00 for a ten by thirty foot unit. Hum, where did they get the funds to pay this? And what’s in our storage worth this much money? There is nothing left but photos and LEGAL DOCUMENTS!

Now what would my family want with my legal documents concerning, unaddressed by the proper authorities, financial and real estate crimes?
Larry and I were, at the time, living in a tent within walking distance from our storage. However, we sold our truck just in time to pay our rent; practically walked to the storage facility office to pay the $800.00 we owed within days of the auction.

Actually Lexi and Alison wouldn’t have had to come to the auction back in 2013, they could have merely paid the past due amount instead…why didn’t they? Today my daughters could encourage an equity investment into Larry and my business of a mere $10,000.00 to $100,000.00, or somewhere in between, from relatives, worth millions of dollars, to save our lives, earn investors some extra funds, while Larry and I will have our lives back.

Meanwhile, my family of origin, whether or not involved with the financial and real estate crimes committed against me, know my ex Richard "Rick" L. Davis II along with his wife Lauren are involved, while the rest of my family and children fraternize with these criminals as they spend my funds in the places in the world I love, such as Lake Tahoe.

Whether, or not, my family of origin has anything to do with the horrific crimes committed against me, and now Larry too, doesn’t matter anymore. We know the proper authorities will never investigate; they never do and this is why criminals commit these crimes. But here family has a chance to redeem themselves, if they do have something to do with the crimes, and if they don’t they’d be saving our lives just because they are family and God loving Christians; redeeming themselves from ignoring my calls for help for eighteen years...so why not?

Why wouldn’t they? Complete strangers have turned themselves inside out to help Larry, the Bu and myself on our horrific journey, with $50.00 here and $500.00 there, then shamed themselves for not being able to do more. I mean come on! Larry and my family do nothing! Oh wait excuse me, after eighteen years, after things have become so bad; our heath now challenged too, you, from behind the scenes, throw hundred dollar bills at us, through Lexi, not wanting us to know who did what?

Larry and my family, so far, have shown they just as soon see us die in the streets and the few dollars they have extended towards us lately, are worth losing just for the delight in seeing us die slowly from starvation and exposure! Because once Larry, the Bu and I are living out of our car, there will be still fewer employment opportunities; without employment we’ll lose the car anyway; then all is lost for any chance for us; but my family will go to auction for the belongings paying God knows what for it!

The 100 degree heat here will probably do what our families seek right in the car, quickly also! Two for one; three dead souls already entombed!

Larry,the Bu and myself gone!

Remember, there are no churches,charities or agencies that help anyone, we have had many years experience with this! So if I leave just one pointer for the public I'd say, "Please don't donate your hard earned funds to churches & charities; give instead directly to those who need help".

I sure don't expect this post to make a difference with my family or Larry's; I trust it won't; our families will merely become uglier, but at least before we're lost in the streets or dead the story will be out and the way people look at our families for the rest of their lives might be different. I know God has a hot place next to the fire for both Larry and my families in eternity.

You're unfortunately witnessing a modern day Sonny van Bülow story here or call it a Dominick Dunne saga about the wealthy; what the family has is never enough; they instead must take down another family member, for more money, a family member who had more than money; she has talent too. Larry and my work again below; work that will save our lives; set us on our feet; make a profit for all involved. This business was once very profitable before the, unaddressed by the proper authorities, financial and real estate crimes. See below:

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Heiress Lives In A Tent (I never thought I'd miss having a tent)

By: Deborah C. Breuner

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