I opened my door and...

I didn't find out about the first wife until 8 yrs ago and just stumbled upon it. I know nothing about her except for her first name and can't find out more. I showed y ex's signature to my son and he recognized it instantly. He and I discussed it at great lenght.
I don't know what else to say.
 

It’s interesting how this thread has unfolded, and how it’s developed from the previous one on the same subject. Both seem to follow a rhythm. Beginning with something that at first seems friendly (Brenda), then gradually descending into something unsettling.

There’s been plenty of speculation from everyone about what’s really going on with Brenda. Who she is, where she came from, what motives she might have, or whether she’s simply unstable. And each new addition to the story seems to complicate things further, making it feel as though we’ll never get to the bottom of it.

Then there is what seems like the emotional weight of dusty’s historical recollections, which adds another layer entirely. If I get too absorbed in it, even I start to feel emotionally drained.

But the most striking detail for me is the “several hours” of "knocking" and "scratching" at the door. Something that when you add up both threads, only gets mentioned for the first time on the 176th post (the 66th post of this one). It makes me wonder what the neighbours must have thought of all that prolonged noise. Did anyone come out to investigate? What state were Brenda’s hands in after all that prolonged knocking and scratching? Did she need medical attention afterwards?

I can’t help wondering what the poltergeist made of all the knocking and scratching -- the one in dusty’s apartment that gets mentioned in another thread -- that moves things around, drops towels, and occasionally operates the 225 year old spinning wheel. "The knocks" on the "hallway entrance door have begun once more." It must’ve been quite a night, or afternoon, for it too.
 

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It makes me wonder what the neighbours must have thought of all that prolonged noise. Did anyone come out to investigate? What state were Brenda’s hands in after all that prolonged knocking and scratching? Did she need medical attention afterwards?
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Since you do not seem to believe what happened re Brenda and my door, and since I don't know the answers, I suggest you contact the local police who were here and talked with her when they caught her DOING IT and when the one officer ecorted her home. Across the hall from me is the elevator, and on one side the apt is empty anf the other side has a single woman who never goes out. I don't know her name. If you want the number for the local police please contact me and I will give it to you. Thank you so much for reading and oing through all my posts to find out how many times I referenced Pearl Harbor.
 
From Magna carta---

It makes me wonder what the neighbours must have thought of all that prolonged noise. Did anyone come out to investigate? What state were Brenda’s hands in after all that prolonged knocking and scratching? Did she need medical attention afterwards?
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Since you do not seem to believe what happened re Brenda and my door, and since I don't know the answers, I suggest you contact the local police who were here and talked with her when they caught her DOING IT and when the one officer ecorted her home. Across the hall from me is the elevator, and on one side the apt is empty anf the other side has a single woman who never goes out. I don't know her name. If you want the number for the local police please contact me and I will give it to you. Thank you so much for reading and oing through all my posts to find out how many times I referenced Pearl Harbor.

Send me a PM
 
No thanks --- you have something to say to me put out in front of God and everybody.

Come on, dusty -- suggesting that I should call the police feels like a classic ‘red herring’ tactic. They’re not going to tell me anything, and you know it. From what you’ve said earlier, it seems they hardly tell you anything either. I’m happy to discuss it here too, even if I don’t see things through a religious lens myself
 
I have had my fingerprints taken by the FBI because I was a medic on a rescue squad in Virginia, but everyone did. I have been watched by the Secret Service since I married my ex in 1978 as he was an agent. Two guys in a car---lol---always in front of the house on odd days for the entire time we were married and even when he was out of town for the job. After we divorced they still watched me the same way and once went to the manager of my former apt to talk about me. I know this because one of the residents in my building had gone to pay his rent and he overheard the conversation and told me.

I do have caller ID but nothing suspicious there.

Dusty, that sounds pretty creepy. I do remember once when we had a mysterious car checked out because they (2 men) were often parked across the street in our residential neighborhood. Turns out they were investigating a neighbor, I think in a divorce case.

Could someone have stolen or copied the files from the Secret Service?
 
@dusty What is the purpose of this thread?

Is it the same as the previous one you started on the same subject, where your opening post asked an open question to everyone: “What did she [Brenda] want from me today?”

Between the two threads, we are now nearly 200 posts in. Many people have invested in it, yet no one seems any closer to answering that original question. If anything, the more that’s revealed, the further away we get, as new details and tangents keep appearing, and everyone follows along whichever tangent appeals to the individual the most. At this rate, your question may never be answered, and the thread will never reach any kind of conclusion.

Are you hoping for a conclusion, with the help of the forum members? Some important points and relevant questions made and asked in the two threads often go unanswered or unacknowledged by you -- we just get moved along to the next tangent. It’s clear that you are in control of the narrative, which is fair enough in itself -- it’s your thread after all. But where exactly do you want us to follow you to?
 
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@dusty What is the purpose of this thread?
... Are you hoping for a conclusion, with the help of the forum members? Some important points and relevant questions made and asked in the two threads often go unanswered or unacknowledged by you -- we just get moved along to the next tangent. It’s clear that you are in control of the narrative, which is fair enough in itself -- it’s your thread after all. But where exactly do you want us to follow you to?
I took Dusty's original post on this thread as a cry for help. We all just want to help, I think.
 
I took Dusty's original post on this thread as a cry for help. We all just want to help, I think.
As I read through the two threads, and between the lines of posts by others, it seems people are gradually forming two camps -- with some flitting between the two. As for me, whatever anyone believes, I find myself somewhere in the middle of both perspectives.
 
As for Pearl Harbor, yes I mention it because my father was berthed right next to the arizona and that attack changed him forever. I was not born yet, but he named me after the Enola Gay...do you know what that was?? I didn't ike that much. He came back a dangerous man carrying a gun everywhere and a knife he had at Pearl. I was scared of him as were my brothers. Yet my Navel Commander brother went to Pearl every year to pay homage...he lives in Kentucky, or did.

I have sought none of these people in my life out. I guess I just got lucky.

I wonder why Brenda, when she was in your apartment, said that she and your father were both on the Arizona, rather than berthed next to it. Especially considering that if your father was on the Tangier, a seaplane tender, he would have been moored alongside the Utah, on the opposite side of Ford Island from where the Arizona was.

Do you think Brenda might actually know something contrary to what you have always believed about your family’s history, or was Brenda completely making it up when she said that?
 
Sorry my instincts tell me she will not scare, she is obsessed with something and if confronted in the wrong way may become seriously violent. This reminds me of a lot of the mental patients they released during Reagan I think,. I knew several people like this...stay away as much as possible is what feels right to me. Not running from her, but plan my life to not run into her, except by accident with my car. :)
[tangent] They're still being released! Mentally ill people can do all sorts of things, be takedn to the police, then to the hospital and released back into the streets after 24 hours.

This all started after, "One Flew Over the Cuckoos Nest," became a big hit. It was a fictional account of a guy (Jack Nicholson) busting out a bunch of mental hospital inmates, who apparently were cured instantly, after an inspiring talk given by Jack.
Never mind that most psychiatric hospitals are staffed with kind nurses and caring doctors. Or that people with severe mental illness can not always be counted on to make good decisions for themselves because the organ that makes decisions is the organ that has a disease.

Not committing these people, as long as needed until they are stabilized through care and medication is a failure of care by the public.

Only in America do we make laws based on movies.[/tangent]

About this particular old lady, I just don't know.
 
Good points, Magna-Carta. It's becoming harder and harder to know what to believe.

Which reminds me that anything written on social media is subject to questioning and skepticism. Even stories that are absolutely true should be viewed with a skeptical eye. After all, these are not news articles, which have been vetted, edited, and there is something really at stake if they contain any untruths masquerading as fact. In these conversations, anyone can say anything, as long as they adhere to the rules of the forum.

In human relations, trust is so important. And that doesn't necessarily mean anyone is deliberately lying. Sometimes people are completely convinced that something is true, even if it isn't.

Which brings me to one question I have. I agree with you that the "several hours of knocking and scratching" raises a definite red flag. I can't think of too many things that would be more terrifying than that. It took her a few hours to call the police? And if she's going to say she called them right away, it took them hours to get there? Something sounds a bit "off."
 
Not committing these people, as long as needed until they are stabilized through care and medication is a failure of care by the public.

Only in America do we make laws based on movies.[/tangent]

About this particular old lady, I just don't know.
Not a failure of the public --the public has zero control over anything except to vote.
What we have is a failure in our leadership, institutions, government.

EDIT: ... and of course the rule of law. We must have order.
 
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If you don’t have IRL support, we’re online support.

For those that don’t like the thread, don’t read it. There’s no need to tear it apart.
What exactly had been torn apart, as you put it.

In the meantime, should we all reinforce, enable, and validate behaviour that draws in the gullible, rewards the wrong type of attention-seeking, manipulates the emotions of the accepting, and 'feeds' the behavior at the same time?

In a different situation, someone contacts me in a PM explaining how they are being manipulated through storytelling, followed by aggressive PM texts. They tell me they can't take it anymore and that this behavior is affecting their own mental health, forcing them to take a break from the forum.

I've also received similar storytelling in PMs, which gradually escalated into nasty and aggressive messages. You get drawn in under a sense of false security, leaving yourself vulnerable to manipulation.

Them there is people being told what they can do if they don't like that kind of thing.
 
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Not a failure of the public --the public has zero control over anything except to vote.
What we have is a failure in our leadership, institutions, government.

EDIT: ... and of course the rule of law. We must have order.
Well that's what I meant. We (the public) should vote for senators who will make the changes needed. The last one I knew of who really cared about the issue was Paul Wellstone who died in a plane crash.
 
Good points, Magna-Carta. It's becoming harder and harder to know what to believe.

Which reminds me that anything written on social media is subject to questioning and skepticism. Even stories that are absolutely true should be viewed with a skeptical eye. After all, these are not news articles, which have been vetted, edited, and there is something really at stake if they contain any untruths masquerading as fact. In these conversations, anyone can say anything, as long as they adhere to the rules of the forum.

In human relations, trust is so important. And that doesn't necessarily mean anyone is deliberately lying. Sometimes people are completely convinced that something is true, even if it isn't.

Which brings me to one question I have. I agree with you that the "several hours of knocking and scratching" raises a definite red flag. I can't think of too many things that would be more terrifying than that. It took her a few hours to call the police? And if she's going to say she called them right away, it took them hours to get there? Something sounds a bit "off."
I wonder if these doubts are productive in this case.
If we're reading lies, then no harm done --we can leave this thread, go elsewhere to other interests.
But if these events are real, then I am afraid for Dusty and I hope to help if I can.
 
As for me, I believe the events as Dusty has described them AND how she feels about those things are real for her and to her. I
hope it all has an outcome that will bring Dusty peace of mind.

Neighbor situations can be very concerning and stressful, as I speak from my own experiences over the years.
 
As for me, I believe the events as Dusty has described them AND how she feels about those things are real for her and to her. I
hope it all has an outcome that will bring Dusty peace of mind.

Neighbor situations can be very concerning and stressful, as I speak from my own experiences over the years.
This forum is the only place in which I engage in disputes.
In the real world I know how to keep my mouth shut.
** You lays low and you don't say nothing. -- Brer Rabbit, and Bambi's mom says so too. **
 


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