The original was sent via email and acknowledged with vitriol and a refusal to turn over papers to me.
TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN
Signed, February 28, 2008.
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August 4, 2026
Having discovered the real character of both my daughter, Morgan Pillsbury Gell, born July 5, 1967, I slowly began to revisit what I had previously written about the several people who had been recruited, first to get me to relocated to North Carolina, and then, after I escaped their ugly actions there, to Ohio. I admit to having been far too trusting, an aspect of my nature which is now being corrected.
I had loved my first child, then Carolyn Anne Barteaux, deeply. To keep her from becoming a sexual target by Richard Lee Barteaux, who had battered me without mercy, telling me if the baby I was carrying was a girl, he would rape her.
Richard was a psychopath, but at the time I knew nothing about psychopathy. It would be some years, after the Internet became available, actually, before I first searched for the word which described a person without conscience. Some of the words that came up included, satanic and demonic.
It was chilling. By that time, I had married twice more. Each of these was a mistake I regret.
