I’ve wanted to post, either in video form or in writing, about what has been going on with me over the last few years, and in particular, in 2025. I’ve made a series of videos and posted them on YouTube—some listed as private, some public—most with the goal of providing my daughter, Cecelia, with a history of what has happened. Otherwise, she will never know the truth.
This silence has been intentional—or rather, deliberate—on the part of her mother, who pays a lawyer to try and hide from the law. Her fear is criticism, whether imaginary or real, on any part, about anything. I’m not concerned with her personality dysfunctions; however, I am very, very worried about Cecelia, our daughter, as they are directly affecting her.
I also don’t want to spend the rest of my life on a keyboard trying to write all of this out, because it has literally become a document that would make The Lord of the Rings trilogy seem like a leaflet. So, I’m going to try speech-to-text, which I’ve had mixed results with over the years. People send me texts and messages all the time, clearly using S to T because they are indecipherable and illegible. It’s been lazy and hasn’t been ready for prime time. I’m using Google right now, which seems to be doing a pretty good job.
I do enjoy making videos, and I think there’s a lot of value in those because you can see me speaking unedited. I realize a lot of people don’t care about seeing my ugly mug, but my target audience here specifically is Cecelia. Nobody else. So, just know that what you read and see is essentially listening in on a conversation I’m having with my daughter.
She is 10 years old right now. Her mother has prevented her from seeing or speaking to anyone on her paternal side of the family and has alienated her from every member of her paternal family for years now. I know she is in a major world of hurt right now, which is why I have submitted to the court a number of contempt charges. I’ve also advised the court that they have been evicted, or were living with a convicted felon, went missing for several weeks so that even her own other daughter didn’t know where they were, nor knew where Cecelia was. On top of all that, I just learned that her mother had been using a bank account of mine for years with a $28,000 limit on it, using her old name but set to my name, and sent to her current address (or what was her current address before she was set out).
As if all that wasn’t bad enough, I have a father who has Alzheimer’s and fled the state several months ago without telling anyone where he was, where he was going, what his plans were (if any), or anything. I thought he was dead until he decided to show up last week and do everything in his power to remove me from this planet and what remains of his life.
So, one thing I want to catch up on is the crazy events of this year. They are cinematic. It would make a very compelling screenplay—better than anything I’ve come across in decades coming out of Hollywood. And I do like to write. But dragging up these emotional traumas, terrorization, and emotional pain is not something anyone should have to endure.
However, there needs to be a record of it because our family is dying away, and I am the last member of Cecelia’s family who knows anything about what she should and will want to know, and who is willing or able to talk to her about her own family. I had a shocking revelation last week about two members of the family on my side, which I would never have believed if I hadn’t captured it on video. Charges against them now pending, and to Cecelia: I’m sorry your heirlooms and photos of your family, including your namesake, were stolen after so many decades of my protection.
One problem I have with posting here is that I must upkeep the site. It doesn’t maintain and pay for itself, and if I die, then the site dies as well, eventually. She would have no way to access the amazing amount of content, much of which is meant for her, on this website.
That sent me to Substack. Which is a good option I am still exploring, but I worry about its longevity. Platforms like that have come and gone over the years.
YouTube is another platform I use and like, but I hate editing videos. I have a feeling Google/YouTube will outlast both me and Cecelia. But I need to perform if I am going to post a video, and edit it for public consumption. I have CapCut and several editing programs. But editing footage out YOURSELF is torture to me.
