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“The Horror of It All…!”

“The race against time begins in Philadelphia’s Fairmount Park. Dead bodies were compounded from one side of the river to the other. From Alaska and down through Canada the dealers of death are pursued in the hope of bringing the killing to an end. The city’s officials are at odds with one another. The populace is on edge and demanding closure…an end to the terror that has the city in a grip of fear, turmoil, and a cold sweat of terror.

Anger, racism, and greed are exposed among the highest order. Philadelphia Police commanders are placed under tremendous strain to control its inner city workings to quell this evil overshadowing of the town. One Black Cop and the Native American Ranger are in the battle of their very lives and careers with the confrontation of white apprehension in the capture of the killer!”

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Pt. 1: ‘Strawberry Mansion’

~”FAIRMOUNT” – The Series: Pt. 1 ‘Strawberry Mansion’~

Pt. 2: “Smith Playground In North Philly”~

~Part 2 of FAIRMOUNT the series: “Smith Playground In North Philly”~

Pt. 3: ‘A Sweet Briar License’

“Fairmount” – The Series Part 3

Pt. 4: ‘A Pillar of Salt’

~ “Fairmount” Part Four: ‘A Pillar of Salt’ ~

Pt. 5: ‘The Myrtlewood Street Funeral’~

~”Fairmount” – the series Pt. 5: ‘The Myrtlewood Street Funeral’~

Pt. 6: “Physical Alterations”

~Fairmount The Series Pt. 6: “Physical Alterations”~

Pt. 7: ‘That Damned River’

~Fairmount, the series: Pt. 7 ‘That Damned River’~

Pt. 8: ‘The Rush’ of “34th St. and Girard Avenue”

~ ‘The Rush’ of “34th St. and Girard Avenue” ~

Pt. 9: “Captains – Philly Style!”

“Captains – Philly Style!”

Pt. 10: ~‘A Tacony Civilian Affair’~

~ ‘A Tacony Civilian Affair’ ~ Chapter 10 “Fairmount” – ‘The Series’

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Chp. 1 ~ “A Four Cornered Phling” ~

http://hbcu.com/content/332195/willis-samuel-investigations-the-series

Chp. 2 ~ “The AR-15 Incident” ~

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Chp. 3 ~ “Bus Drivers Do It At Their Stops!” ~

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Chp. 4 ~ “Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold!” ~

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Chp. 5 ~ “A Career Voiding Dance of Tomorrow” ~

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Chp. 6 ~ “Without A Trace” ~

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Chp. 7 ~ “Loose Ends!” ~

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Chp. 8 ~ “A Reckoning Is A Coming” ~

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Chp. 9 ~ “The Games Afoot!” ~

http://hbcu.com/content/352051/fairmount-willis-samuel-investigations-pt-9-the-games-afoot

Chp. 10 ~ “Payback Can Be A Bitch With A ‘Loup Garu’ In The Hood!” ~

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July 28, 2021

‘Fairmount’-Willis Samuel Investigations: Pt.2 ~ “The AR-15 Incident” ~

~ “FAIRMOUNT”: ‘The Willis Samuel Investigations!’-The Series ~

‘Fairmount’: Pt. 2 Willis Samuel Investigations

~ “The AR-15 Incident” ~

Gregory V. Boulware, The Elder

‘Fairmount’-Willis Samuel Investigations: Pt.2 ~ “The AR-15 Incident” ~

‘Raphael Koheaven,’ a private lawyer for the ‘Don,’ has said he paid ‘Ms. Sarah Milfford’ $136,000 of his own money during the appointment to the “Capo di tutti capi” campaign. ‘Koheaven’ did not explain why he made the payment or say whether ‘Trappolli’ was aware of it. The fierce and ruthless competition for ‘Boss’ of The Washington D.C. province, has put a number of “The Brotherhood” on edge. An infamous Porn Star is Offering to Repay the $136,000 for her silence in Dispute over the alleged “Trappolli Love Affair!” The trigger fingers of high-ranking buttons were indeed hot and juicy with the anticipation of who the next leader would be as well as what the next order will be in the executions of and upon targeted identifications.

Koheaven, Trappolli’s lawyer, came after Stevie Cliff, whose real name is “Sarah Milfford,” in recent weeks, filed for court arbitration. A document signed by Milfford and Koheaven — but never Trappolli — promised Milfford $136,000 if she agreed not to publicly discuss the details of her relationship with Trappolli.

Trappolli did not sign the document, but Koheaven still sent Clifford the money out of his own pocket. Trappolli has reportedly not paid Koheaven back.

Milfford’s lawsuit rejects Trappolli and his legal team’s attempts to scare her and her mother, “Kristine Milfford,” into silence. According to the police complaint, Koheaven in last December, forced Milfford to sign a statement that her reports on the relationship weren’t true.

“To be clear, the attempts to intimidate Ms. Milfford into silence and ‘shut her up’ in order to ‘protect Mr. Trappolli’ continue unabated,” the complaint states.

“For example, only days ago on or about November 27, Mr. Trappolli’s attorney, Mr. Koheaven surreptitiously initiated a bogus arbitration proceeding against Ms. Milfford in the New York Court System.

Actress “Sarah Milfford,” who uses the stage name “Stevie Cliff,” has said the affair with Trappolli began in 2006 and lasted several months. Trappolli has denied he had an affair with Milfford. The alleged affair has become the latest distraction for Trappolli as he tries to advance his trade agenda and prepares for the bid to become ‘councilman of his district within the City of Philadelphia and a proposed meeting with Korean Crime leader “Kin Un-Dun,” for an expected large shipment of narcotics. It also threatens to erode the Don’s support among his local crew members and the neighborhood evangelical leaders.

“This is an extremely fair offer,” her attorney, “Aveno Michaelangelo,” said in an interview. “It accomplishes the goal of allowing the few people involved to decide who is telling the truth after hearing both sides.”

Rapheal Koheaven, has said he paid Milfford $136,000 of his own money during the leadership (Mob) transition. Koheaven did not explain why he made the payment or say whether Trappolli was aware of it. Regardless of whether Koheaven accepts Milfford’s offer, the money is the subject of a complaint by the watchdog group “Common Directions,” to the Federal Election Commission. The group claims it is an illegal campaign contribution for the esteemed seat of ‘Council Person.’ Because of the size and purpose of the illlegal payment, to shut the woman up about the alleged affair, in order for the legal petition to move forward.

Michaelangelo in a letter to Koheaven, a copy of which was seen by Reuters, said the actress would wire the funds to an account of Trappolli’s choosing by Friday. Michaelangelo set a deadline of Tuesday for Koheaven to respond.

Under the proposal, Milfford after returning the money would be allowed to speak “openly and freely about her prior relationship with the candidate and attempts to silence her.”

She also would be able to “use and publish any text messages, photos and/or videos relating to the ‘Don’ that she may have in her possession, all without fear of retribution and/or legal liability for damages,” the Michaelangelo letter said.

The letter also asked that the candidate’s lawyers agree that neither Trappolli nor the shaddy company Koheaven used to pay Milfford would attempt to block the broadcast of an interview Milfford taped with television News’ “The City Minutes” program last week. And it would require the agreement be signed by all parties, including the council seat candidate, who did not put his name on the previous nondisclosure deal.

Koheaven did not immediately respond to a request for comment on the letter, nor did Koheaven’s attorney. The Mayor and sitting council members also did not immediately respond to a request for comment.

We got news of the machine gun attack over the ‘InterNational-Police-Communications-Wire’ as well as all of the televised news report programs.

The Feb. 14 attack in Florida killed 17 people – 17 confirmed dead in the ‘Horrific Attack’ on a Florida high school – as it happened:

“Don’t Look to The White House for Leadership After the Florida School Shooting,” wrote one online reporter.

“It’s at times like these that a normal leader would step up to reassure the country of its values and take action to protect its citizens. But we don’t have one of those right now. This is the leader who took a whole week to say he was “totally opposed to domestic violence” after his staff secretary quit, amid accusations from his ex-wives of just that. The man’s supposed condemnation came after he heaped praise on the guy for his job in the White House, wished him the best in his career, and suggested that he deserved “due process” against all these allegations. That’s the cost of doing business with a man who wanted the death penalty for five teenagers known as the Central Park Five, and claimed they were guilty even after they were exonerated by DNA evidence.”

“This happens nowhere else”: one senator decries gun laws after Florida shooting.

A 17-year-old junior at the victimized school, said “I used to be friends with him (the suspect), but that he started “progressively getting a little more weird, and I kind of cut off from him!”

What we know so far:

According to reporter,’Claire Phipps,’ “Here is what we now know about the terrible events that unfolded at ‘Marjory Stoneman Douglas high school in Parkland, Florida,’ on Wednesday.

Seventeen people; children and adults; were killed when a gunman entered the high school on Wednesday afternoon and launched an attack. Twelve people were found dead inside the school, two were killed outside the building, one in the street, and two died later in hospital from their injuries.

The suspect has been named by police as 19-year-old Nikolas Cruz. He was arrested at the scene and is being questioned by investigators. The killer was armed with an AR-15 rifle and “multiple magazines”, police said.

Cruz was formerly a student at Douglas, but was expelled for disciplinary reasons. A teacher at the school said staff had been warned not to let him back on campus. The suspect had reportedly been receiving treatment for mental health issues.

Twelve of those killed have been identified, police said on Wednesday evening. The names of victims at this time, have not been released, but Sheriff Scott Israel said a football coach was among those lost. Fifteen victims remain in hospital, five in life-threatening conditions and ten with injuries that are not life-threatening.

Students who had been at school with Cruz said many classmates had predicted he could “do something” to harm them and that he had previously brought guns to school. One Teacher, Melissa Falkowski, said drills for a code red (active shooter) situation had been well rehearsed.

“We could not have been more prepared for this situation. We have trained for this, we have trained the kids for what to do, We did everything that we were supposed to do! I feel today like our government, our country, has failed us and failed our kids and didn’t keep us safe. This tragedy appears to be the eighth deadliest mass shooting in contemporary U.S. history. It is also one of at least eight U.S. school shootings so far in 2018 that have caused injury or death.

The so-called President tweeted his “prayers and condolences” to those affected, but decided not to speak about the attack, reports said. But others said thoughts and prayers were not enough.”

Chris Murphy, Senator for Connecticut – site of the 2012 Sandy Hook school shooting, in which 26 children and adults were killed – said:

“This happens nowhere else other than the United States of America. This epidemic of mass slaughter, this scourge of school shooting after school shooting. It only happens here not because of coincidence, not because of bad luck, but as a consequence of our inaction. We are responsible!”

Another reporter, ‘Lois Beckett,’ said, “The emotional impact of school shootings has sparked a booming school safety industry. In 2017, the market for security equipment in the education sector was estimated at $2.68bn, according to industry analysts at IHS Markit. Some companies have capitalized on parents’ fears by selling bulletproof backpacks or whiteboards, as well as offering ways to fortify school buildings against attack. While refusing to pass substantive gun control restrictions, Congress has approved hundreds of millions of dollars in federal spending to help put police officers in public schools, including $45m in 2013, the year after the Sandy Hook elementary school shooting. Some gun rights advocates have pushed to expand gun-carrying in schools further. Andrew McDaniel, a state legislator in Missouri who introduced legislation last year to make it easier to carry guns in schools, told the ‘Guardian’ that, in rural schools where it might take 20 or 30 minutes for law enforcement to respond to a school shooting in progress, it made sense to have other armed citizens ready to step in.”

Sheriff Scott Israel adds:

“If a person is predisposed to commit such a horrific event; if a person is committed to committing great carnage; there’s not a lot law enforcement can do about it. We have to be able to mitigate, we have to be able to respond quickly. He says more money needs to go to treating mental health issues.”

Israel also says that, in his view, “people with mental health illnesses should not be allowed to use, own or purchase a handgun.”

The AR-15:

“An AR-15 style rifle is a lightweight semi-automatic rifle based on the Colt AR-15 design. After Colt’s patents expired in 1977, an expanded marketplace emerged with many manufacturers producing their own version of the AR-15 design for commercial sale. They are referred to as modern sporting rifles by the National Shooting Sports Foundation, a firearms industry trade association, and by some manufacturers. Coverage of high profile incidents where various versions of the rifle were involved often uses the shorthand AR-15.

Since 2010, AR-15 style rifles have become one of the “most beloved and most vilified rifles” in the United States, according to the New York Times. It has been promoted as “America’s rifle” by the National Rifle Association. It has also been the weapon used in many of the largest mass shootings in the United States, and is often legally classified as an assault weapon. The Federal Assault Weapons Ban restricted the Colt AR-15 and derivatives from 1994-2004, although it did not affect rifles with fewer features. There are an estimated 10-12 million in circulation in the United States alone.

Its’ Use in Crime and Mass Shootings:

Most killings and other gun crimes in the United States are committed with the use of handguns. As a result, AR-15 style rifles are used in a very low overall percentage of gun crimes in the U.S., but they have still played “an oversized role in many of the most high-profile” mass shootings in the United States, and have come to be widely characterized as the weapon of choice for perpetrators of these crimes. AR-15 variants have been used in mass shootings in the United States including the 2012 Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting, 2012 Aurora shooting, 2015 San Bernardino attack, the 2017 Sutherland Springs church shooting, the 2017 Las Vegas shooting, and the 2018 Stoneman Douglas High School shooting.

Following the use of a Colt AR-15 rifle in the Port Arthur massacre, the worst single-person shooting incident in Australian history, the country enacted the National Firearms Programme Implementation Act 1996, restricting the private ownership of semi-automatic rifles with a capacity of more than 5 rounds.

Some Definitive Terminology:

1973 Colt AR-15 SP1 rifle with ‘slab side’ lower receiver (lacking raised boss around magazine release button) and original Colt 20-round box magazine…

In 1956, ArmaLite designed a lightweight assault rifle for military use and designated it the ArmaLite Rifle-15, or AR-15. Due to financial problems, and limitations in terms of manpower and production capacity, ArmaLite sold the design and the AR-15 trademark to Colt’s Manufacturing Company in 1959. In 1964, Colt began selling its own version with an improved semi-automatic design known as the Colt AR-15. After Colt’s patents expired in 1977, an active marketplace emerged for other manufacturers to produce and sell their own AR-15 style rifles.

In 2009, the term “Modern Sporting Rifle” was coined by the National Shooting Sports Foundation for its survey that year as a marketing term used by the firearms industry to describe modular semi-automatic rifles including the AR-15. Today, nearly every major firearm manufacturer produces its own generic AR-15 style rifle. As Colt continues to own and use the AR-15 trademark for its line of AR-15 variants, other manufacturers must use their own model numbers and names to market their AR-15 style rifles for commercial sale.

Another Comparison to The Military Versions:

The semi-automatic civilian AR-15 was introduced by Colt in 1963. The primary distinction between civilian semi-automatic rifles and military models is select fire. Military models were produced with firing modes, semi-automatic fire and either fully automatic fire mode or burst fire mode, in which the rifle fires three rounds in succession when the trigger is depressed. Most components are interchangeable between semi-auto and select fire rifles including magazines, sights, upper receiver, barrels and accessories. The military M4 carbine typically uses a 14.5″ barrel. Civilian rifles commonly have 16 inch or longer barrels to comply with the National Firearms Act.

In order to prevent a civilian semi-automatic AR-15 from being readily converted for use with the select fire components a number of features were changed. Parts changed include the lower receiver, bolt carrier, hammer, trigger, disconnector, and safety/mode selector. The semi-automatic bolt carrier has a longer lightening slot to prevent the bolt’s engagement with an automatic sear. Due to a decrease in mass the buffer spring is heavier. On the select fire version, the hammer has an extra spur which interacts with the additional auto-sear that holds it back until the bolt carrier group is fully in battery, when automatic fire is selected. Using a portion of the select fire parts in a semi-automatic rifle will not enable a select fire option. As designed by Colt the pins supporting the semi-auto trigger and hammer in the lower receiver are larger than those used in the military rifle to prevent interchangeability between semi-automatic and select fire components.

In the 1990s, sales of AR-15 style rifles increased dramatically, partly as a result of the introduction of the flat top upper receiver which allowed scopes and sighting devices to be easily mounted as well as new features such as free floating hand guards that increased accuracy. While only a handful of companies were manufacturing these rifles in 1994, by the 21st century the number of AR-15 style rifles had more than doubled. From 2000 to 2015, the number of manufacturers of AR-15 style variants and knock-offs increased from 29 to about 500. Today, AR-15 style rifles are available in a wide range of configurations and calibers from a large number of manufacturers. These configurations range from standard full-sizes rifles with 20 inch barrels, to short carbine-length models with 16 inch barrels, adjustable length stocks and optical sights, to long range target models with 24 inch barrels, bipods and high-powered scopes.

The AR-15 style rifle has been identified by ‘The North Korean Leader’ as the “rod of iron” in Revelation 2:27, and has been used in his splinter group’s version of the Unification Church mass wedding ceremony.”

Mrs. Willamina Trappolli was absolutely livid when she discovered her husband’s adultery…right under her nose! She got wind of it via the local news media when the story went international. Maximilian Diego Trappolli wasn’t very pleased to learn that his wife has gained knowledge of the lurid affair(s) that have surfaced.

Til Next Time…

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‘A School Massacre Shooting’

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As Reported by Wikipedia.com – ‘The AR-15’:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/AR-15_style_rifle

’15 Shootings’

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‘The Automatic Rifle’

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‘A Porn Star Offers to Repay $130,000 in Dispute over Alleged Affair’

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July 28, 2021

Fairmount: ‘Willis Samuel Investigations, Pt.3 ~”Bus Drivers Do It At Their Stops!”~

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Part Three:

“Bus Drivers Do It At Their Stops!”

‘Willis Samuel Investigations, The Series’

(Pt.3)

~”Bus Drivers Do It At Their Stops!”~

By
**Gregory V. Boulware, The Elder**
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Prelude:

Anna served a luncheon soirée. Four of her guests sat at the kitchen table while the others’ were seated in the dinning room.

Potted flowers lent to the permeating atmosphere. Air freshness and ventilation fixtures gave a hand as well. The guests seated throughout the house paid no mind to the hustling and bustling server woman. They simply sat in seemingly blind obedience.

He made it his business to get even…to even the score. They’ve taken his money, his car; after the death of his wife, they took his reason for living. She passed away when she didn’t have too. She was treated like a savage, a vagabond, and a harlot. She didn’t deserve any of it…the crass and brutish behavior, statements and accusations of ill-projected platitudes and non-sequitor.

He had a plan. He knows who all the culprits are – they will become the targets of his revenge; revenge for his wife…

It was raining pretty hard on Thursday. The training class had begun on Monday but he was hired on Wednesday. All he had to do was attend the remaining two days of training and catch the next three the following week.

The classes begin at 9:30 a.m. sharp. By that time nearly all the senior drivers and trainers will have arrived back at the terminal after the A.M. run.

The attendance roll is taken, usually by a sign-in sheet and then verified trainer via name call. The appropriate reading materials are dispensed and the lecture commences.

“As a result of the Federal Commercial Motor Vehicle Safety Act, Pennsylvania established a commercial driver licensing program. This program has been developed to improve driver quality, ensuring that commercial drivers have the skills needed to operate commercial vehicles, and to prevent drivers from having more than one driver’s license. The program requires you to have a commercial license (CDL) if you operate any of the following commercial motor vehicles (CMV’s):

A) A combination of vehicles with a gross combination (GCWR) weight rating of 26, 0001 pounds or more, providing the vehicle being towed is in excess of 10,000 pounds.

B) A single vehicle with a gross vehicle weight rating (GVWR) of 26, 0001 or more pounds.

C) A vehicle designed to transport 16or more persons, including the driver.

D) A school bus designed to carry 11 passengers or more, including the driver.

E) Any size vehicle which transports hazardous materials and is required to be placarded in accordance with department regulations.”

The instructor continued to speak with a dulling autocratic and mundane tone of voice. He made it clear that no trainee can be tested at the DMV without first obtaining a ‘CDL’ permit.

The instructor spoke further. “As many of you know, there are separate classifications for drivers in this great nation. It may well be in place in other major countries around the globe as well. In my opinion, I think it’s a good thing. Right away it separates the pros from the novice motor vehicle operator…the elitist group, if you will. We are the pros, the classiest, and the elitist…the best! I will not quote verbatim because the text is contained within the manuals in your possession. I expect you to read the volume word for word. If you do, and retain at least 70% of the data…as part of your behavior or psyche, I guarantee that you’ll pass the examination. It means that you have the knowledge and desire to be amongst the chosen…the best drivers in the world!”

The class erupted in hand clapping and gestures of approval.

“The classes of driver licensing in these United States are as follows:

Class A, tractor-trailer drivers, super-cede all other driver classifications.

Class B, a single vehicle rating of 26, 000 lbs. and/or towing a vehicle not more than 10, 000 lbs., and Class C, a regular operator who qualifies to operate a vehicle not more than 26, 000 lbs. or any combination of vehicles, etc., etc.

You must be 21 years of age to operate any commercial vehicle out of state. That means Interstate to you low-brows.” The class responded in light laughter.

“In addition to the CDL classes, there are also special endorsements and restrictions that you must have in order to drive certain types of commercial vehicles, i.e., Haz-Mats, tankers, double-trailers and triples, 16 passenger mini bus, school bus (carrying sixty-six passengers or more), and metro buses such as the PTC or SEPTA vehicles. Many of the large vehicles are equipped with air brakes and other various restrictions.

Ladies and gentlemen, for those of you who are beginners, you can expect to serve and complete a minimum of twenty-five classroom hours along with scheduled continuing educational transportation instruction for the duration of your career in this industry. Not to mention, the random piss-test and/or blood analysis. So…for those of you who have smoked a joint and or something else of late, I don’t want to see you for at least two months from now. I know some of you have the cure-all for passing the test(s), think again. We have been alerted to the newest changes and technology for drug detection and the weeding out of abusers and users. It no longer takes thirty-days to get clean…it’s been updated to take approximately more than sixty to ninety days to get completely clean and system free, especially for older applicants.”

Douglas Anthony Dixon was successful in his venture to begin a new job and career. Training and certification classes were all behind as he was assigned his new school-bus route. After the first year on the job, his plan for revenge was laid out and awaiting implementation. He had endured all of the pressures of the job during his first tenure.

His distain for the lack of respect from admiinistrators, bus attendants who were supposed to supervise the young riders, their demanding dispositions, misunderstood driver duties and responsibilities as opposed their behavior onboard the bus – (the driver is king-ruler-has the last word), the problems created concerning respect is disregarded by the riders, school officials, and parents alike, bread high animosity among the elite driving staff. The rift between the entities was ever so outstanding.

One of his stops brandished the constant complaints of one unattractive Black woman of means with two children who rode his bus, they were twins. The woman’s condenscending, patronizing, and mean-spirited disposition gave ‘Tony’ reason to dislike her almost immediatley upon introduction. On nearly every single occasion, the woman would bark orders and attempted to intimidate him with antagonistic rhetoric and threats…a real ***.

At another stop along the way, was a voluptuous, full-figured blonde woman who happened to be the friend of Mrs. Willamina Trappolli…wife of Don Maximilian Diego Trappolli. Their house was one of many owned by the Don. This one happened to be in Philadelphia as opposed to the New York residence(s). Once in awhile, she would escort her two children, a boy and girl who were 11 and 12 years of age, to the bus stop in the morning. When she didn’t make the trip down the driveway of their Roxborough residence, it would be the maid who seeminigly was not much older than the kids she accompanied. She appeared to be of Scandanavian descent. Like many of the other parents of riding children, Mrs. Gayle Armanio met the bus on the morning pickup and the afternoon return trips. This woman always made sure to be noticed by every male driver who drove thorugh the neighborhood, whether pickin up her kids or by route drivers who happened to criss-cross along the way. She especially expressed a definite interest in this particualr driver, the driver who drove her children. A party had been arranged. The winter holiday were fast approaching…he had been invited.

A cop who patroled the area knew of the attention seeking mother. She didn’t like her much. She didn’t like the bus driver much either. She made it her business to watch every move the drive made. She watche him like a hawk. If he made one damned error out on the road of her beat, she’d be there to get him.

The Northwest section of town was on alert for the “Germantown Rapist.” The Northeast section was also experiencing this plague as well. The thug in the Germantown section has attacked and raped three women, the fourth escaped because a passing motorist distracted him while parking his car in the back lot on “Armat Street,” along the Germantown Avenue corridor.

A drug baron was apprehended and detained in a Philly jail by the “FBI” and “ATF” during a surprise raid on nearby “Price Street.” This major player had his hands in everything…whores, gambling, dope, auto-theft, truck hijacking, and real estate. He had the approval of mob kingpin “Chase Del” – a.k.a., Chasey Deltaveino of South Philly.

One of the kingpin’s dope house workers became a disgruntled employee. His money was never right and the managers deducted the missing from his meager wages. It was true the employee was skimming…but it wasn’t money.

His eventual arrest and testimony put his entire and completely innocent family in harms way. The sinister plot to destroy this family were seconds away from being approved. The meeting was nearing its end at the restaurant were “Anna” was serving them. A jail-house visit and an OK nod is all it would take to implement the destruction of innocents.

The riders on the “El” and “Subway” trains are on full alert when a madman is stalking, robbing, and attacking unwary travelers. Several attacks included people being pushed off of train platforms onto the tracks below, seconds before trains arrivals along the entire length of Philadelphia railway system.

The group sitting at the table with Trappolli were also discussing what is to be done about “Stevie Cliff.” She is set to be on television tomorrow night; being interviewed by “Salestian Michaels,”on the “City Minutes” program. Everyone at the table knew that this simply could not happen…it will not happen!

In Germantown, a naked, skinned, and bleeding body was found hanging upside down by the ankles and heels; was found by the police. The body was roped with a length of hemp and around his neck was a length of chain. It hung from a ceiling joist in the middle of the basement of a large house on “Church Lane.” In his mouth they found several one dollar bills and a large rat, forced deep down in his throat. Several cops, two of which were female, were forced to run outside in fits of vomit.

Entering the room(s) was “Willis Samuel, Captain of Detectives”; these four of six hot cases, landed upon his desk; squarely on his lap, his jurisdiction.

Next Chapter 4: “Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold!”

Til Next Time…

‘G’

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July 28, 2021

Willis Samuel Investigations:The Series: Pt.4 ~”Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold!”~

Willis Samuel Investigations-The Series: Pt. 4 ~ “Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold!” ~

‘Willis Samuel Investigations, The Series’ (Pt.4)

~”Revenge Is A Dish Best Served Cold!”~

‘Fairmount’: Willis Samuel Investigations

Gregory V. Boulware, The Elder

“Damn… Why’d they have to skin him? It probably didn’t suit them to simply kill the ****er, huh?”

Willis turned to look at his driver and get his take on the crime scene. Warren didn’t say a word. He just stared off in dumb-witted bewilderment. He didn’t listen to the Medical Examiner when he told him to breathe through your mouth…it was too late. The sergeant gagged and ran from the killing room. In beween vomitting episodes, a subordinate attempted to inform him of the identity of the hanged and skined dead man.

“Sergeant, I want this man identified a.s.a.p., and I want to know the time of death…I wonder who would take the time to do something like this. I haven’t seen or heard of something like this kind of **** being done to people in quite some time. It’s something right out of a “Voodoo” horror movie! This is a bit unreal…the mob doesn’t operate like this…the rat and the money, yeah, okay, but not the skinning and hanging upside down. This is made to look like something it isn’t.”

The sergeant managed to gather himself and get back into the exam room. He got the attention of the captain while he listened to the medical examiner. Warren informed the captain that the dead man was a cop.

“Captain, several of the officers seem to know this man, even without his skin…his physical makeup is recognized by one officer in particular…his partner.”

“Really, is that a fact?” The captain rubbed his chin and began to walk around the room, being careful as to not step on evidence or blood spatter. Okay, I’d like photos of everything in here and outside of the building. I want this entire floor, from front to back, dusted and fingerprinted, I want everything bagged and tagged…nothing is to be left undone or uncollected. When the examination is completed by the M.E., I want the names of his contacts personal and professional, and more than anything else…I want to interview his current partner.”

The sergeant quickly and deligently got to work.

“Captain, am I driving you anywhere before I get these things done?”

“No, I’ll drive myself…I need to see a few folks while we’re in the neighborhood. Get this info to me as quick as possible…I’ll see you later at the office. You can get a ride back with one of the other officers.”

Captain Willis’s mind wandered a bit. He couldn’t help thinking of the things that his ancestors endured back in the day…in the south as well as the north. His grandfather’s stories have carried him to time and lands that he would never see or experince…until now. He knew of people who have disappeared, been tortured, and killed in a fashion such as the hanging victim back inside.

He drove around the neighborhood for a little while, gathering his thoughts as he traveled. where, who would know of the type of rope (hemp) that was used in the hanging? Why was this man killed in that fashion? Was he tortured before his death? How did he get there and why was he there in that building? Who was it he was meeting with? Was he on duty at the time of his death? How many men did it take to string him up to the ceiling? What did he do to deserve that type of death?

Willis’s cell phone interrupted his thought processes…it was his sergeant.

“Captain, I’ve located the victim’s partner. She says that he had been threatened a while back. She also said that he had been threatened by the neighborhood drug dealers for coming down on them on a number of occassions. She thought her partner stepped on the toes of one of the “Big Shots” in the network…she thinks it’s a “Jamaican Revenge” thing.”

“Okay, get her ass in the interview room as soon as you can get her picked up…unless she’s coming in on her own. The next thing is I want copies of the duty roster of the two on my desk by the time I get back. It would also help to know about her comings and goings as well, Sergeant. I have a couple of stops to make…I’ll meet you back at the office in couple of hours.”

The captain concluded his ride around the hood and headed for the “Lincoln Drive” extension to the “I-76” expressway…South Philly was his destination. He wanted to speak with an old friend who would know about these types of deaths. Willis did not believe the sergeant’s analogy surrounding the dead man hanging from the ceiling.

The cell phone ringer once again disturbed his train of thought. The call was from one of the district attorney’s detectives who was assigned to keep tabs on “Stevie Cliff,” the porn star. Not only was this detective assigned to the detail, he was a long time friend of the captain. The detective also knew that Willis was overwhelmed with murder cases and wanted to see his friend complete the assignments with expert detail and successful completions. The all-white upper echelon want to see him, a Black cop fail – fail miserably.

“Yo Bro., here’s a heads up…the bitch who had the “Don” on the hook, has disappeared…she’s gone and we can’t find her! The word will come down real soon…they’re trying to keep this shit “hush-hush,” out of the papers and kept from the public at large. I’m sure you know who could be behind this, unless she took off on her own…and I don’t think that part exists. I wanted to let you know before they come at you with who’s to blame and shit! The shit is going to hit the fan and you have time to get the hell out of the way. I’ll catch you later ‘Sam,'”

The captain hung up his phone and thought out loud, “I’m not surprised at this, I knew something would happen to squeeze this thing shut… Did she leave or was she removed? He’ll know the answers…”

Captain Samuel turned from “Snyder Ave.” onto the “Broad St.” corrider. Peering out the window of his car, the crowds of people utilizing the area reminded him of his childhood and growing up in South Philly. Albeit, the captain has resided in homes throughout the four-cornered city, he has often reminisced the adventures in this part of town. He thought of his friends and acquaintances as well.

‘Chasey’ was a special kind of guy. Samuel and Chasey, along with ‘Vincent Mason,’ were a tight knit three. On school days, you rarely saw one without the other. The three guys have been hanging out since the sixth grade. They stayed connected all the way through high school and went their seperate ways just after graduating. Chasey kept tabs on Samuel by way of his outstanding accomplishments when he entered and grew in Philadelphia law enforcement. Patrolman Willis earned his strips up the ladder with his participation in community events, drug enforcement while undercover, public school envolvement, the mayor’s special task force units, and special assignments along with his collegiate education and training. Mayors along the way have all liked him and usually asked for hinm by name when they wanted someone special to tend to delicate assignments, especially pertaining to community communications.

Chasey kept tabs on him…just in case he had to call on a favor or two. He never thought he would have to watch him due to a possible corrective action. The captain didn’t score any brownie points when he butted heads with Captain Jarard “Noodlehead” Noodles, former Philadelphia Police Captain of the 39th District.

Noodles was their go-to-guy. He was the “key-hole” for the local mob. He kept them appraised of impending action in and around the neighborhood(s) and the going-on’s downtown. The problem with this particular captain is that he liked to gamble, and gamble big. He also often lost his bets.

Willis had no idea that his schoolyard mate had any type of knowledge concerning the late Captain Noodles. Chasey knew of the rift between Willis and Noodles because Noodles attempted to take out a ‘contract’ on his hated rival during his many heated rants. He complained to the Don often about the Black Captain who continually stepped on his toes and kept him from growing in the division. Chasey always said no to the death requests. Noodles didn’t know of the childhood relationship between the two. Although the captain had nothing to do with the death of the police spy; he was still held to blame mainly because of the potential money loss and defunct “inside-information-man.”

Captain Willis pulled over to the curb of a darkened corner near ‘Twenty-fifth and Ritner Sts., just under the Twenty-Fifth St. Train Trestle. The bar on the corner was kept dark looking in order for them to be and remain incognito. Heads turnd as the captain entered the tavern. The made and non-made members of the club weren’t sure what to do when the Black Captain of Detectives walked in. They all knew who he was… He needed no uniform to announce his rank. Everyone wondered who it would be to get the order to “whack” the prominent city official.

Chasey stood up from the table in the dark corner to which he was accustomed. He extended his right hand in a friendly gesture to the captain of detectives. The captain reciprocated the move. The two old friends smiled at one another and sat down to talk.

“Well Bro., long time no see. How’s it hangin, how’ve you been since our ole school “daze” days?”

“I’ve been well, ole friend o’mine. I know you’ve been keeping a watchful eye on me as I have on you, yes?”

“Fuck…man, of course. I can’t tell you how proud I am and have been of you. The bad guys and crooks have a force to be reckonded with when dealing with you, my man!” Chasey smiled a grizzly “Cheshire Cat” type of grin as he drank from his glass. The red wine was being poured by one of the waiters as they spoke.

“Yeah man, we’ve done a lot of growing up in this city, haven’t we? I don’t know about how many bad guys are on the run because of me but I know they’d run like hell if it was you that was after them though.” The captain returned the slick grin that he’d received from his old friend as he sipped the red Italian wine from the tall glass that was offered him.

“Okay, good buddy, what’s on your mind…why’d you come to see ole Chazz?”

“Well…I’m having an odd problem trying to get the goods on a dead man we found in ‘G-Town’ yesterday. This guy was skinned damn near down to the bone. He had a rat and some dough in his kisser. Now that’s something “made” individuals suffer after they’ve done the unthinkable while belonging to or having business with any givin “familia!” We’re just not to sure about the skinning part. What’cha think?”

“I don’t know…we haven’t been having too many problems of late. No one that I know would bother taking that much time to do something so gruesome and defiling as taking off the skin of another. I hear that you’re having some other troubles keeping track of individuals…someone has disappeared, yes?”

“Chasey, I’m not sure as to what you are talking about…no one that I know of has disappeared from our surveillances. Is there something you’re trying to tell me or not trying to tell me, old friend?”

“No…I ain’t saying shit about nothing. All I know is what I hear from the streets. It’s not like I have ears in the department. Ya know? Have you heard from Vince?”

The captain tilted his head to the left in a kind of bewildering gaze.

“No Bro., I haven’t heard from him or his people in quite awhile.”

The “Capo di Tutti Capi” of Philly smiled that “Cheshire Cat” smile again. “Listen, Sammy, I’ll look into this skinning thing of yours and get back to you. Who knows, maybe you’ll do me a favor or two later on down the road, huh?

“Yeah, we’ll see Chasey. I’ll be talking to you later on my friend.”

The two men once again shook hands, hugged, and smiled. On parting ways, they ventured a manly hug as an expression of endearment to their long time memories and happy times. The three of them did stay in the midst of mischief back in those days.

The guys who sat along the bar and stood in the doorways, turned thier backs to the captain as he walked out of the darkened, dubious establishment. Two cop cars were parked outside of the bar as he left. Samuel thought it odd that the two marked patrol cars were parked alongside his vehicle. No one knew that he’d be meeting with Chasey. He didn’t even tell Warren where he was going.

Upon entering his car, the phone rang. It was Warren.

“Yo Cap, I think we’ve got something on this killing. There’s been another victim…another cop; on a hit list that was delivered to the precinct just after you left. It’s a female cop this time…”

Til Next Time…

‘G’

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July 26, 2021

‘Fairmount’-‘Willis Samuel Investigations, Pt.5 ~”A Career Voiding Dance of Tomorrow”~

‘Fairmount’ – ‘Willis Samuel Investigations, The Series’ Pt.5:

~”A Career Voiding Dance of Tomorrow”~

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Gregory V. Boulware, The Elder
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‘Fairmount’-‘Willis Samuel Investigations, Pt.5 ~”A Career Voiding Dance of Tomorrow”~

When The Captain returned to his office, he didn’t expect to find “Sally” there waiting for him, unless there was going to be some sort of trouble. Salestian wasn’t one of Willis’ favorite people. He laughed to himself when he remembered how his friend’s girlfriend kicked his ass when he tried to molest her during the “Zoological Uprising” by the bears. It has been quite awhile since he’d seen or heard from his friend, ‘Ranger Glenn.’

“Listen Captain, I know that you’ve got your hands full with all that’s going on right now. But I do need you to take a moment and look into this “missing kids” case. I’m certain that it ties in with one of the case you’re working right now.”

“How would you know what I’m working on Michaels? What makes you think you know which cases are relevant to me or not? Would you happen to believe that your reporters nose is gifted with some sort of “ESP?””

“Captain Willis, I know you don’t like me much, but you know my reputation…you know I don’t go fucking around with stories that don’t directly help the people. This case is about helping all those parents who are grieving for the loss of their young innocent children. Do you care? Do you give a damn, being a parent…a father?”

“Okay Michaels, spill it…and don’t take all day to get to the point, man.”

“Well my Brother, do you remember my report a while back concerning a mysterious cult group that was discovered meeting and hanging out in “Valley Green?” Now bare with me…this shit was going on during your case surrounding the bear killings.

Now dig this…here is section of the hard-copy report that was filed”:

Just across the street, behind the mansion, the existence of ‘Slave Quarters’ stand erect today while being occupied by residents of color – remind us all, “Slaves were born and bred in this area of Philly (bought and sold in Center City – Head House Square), ‘Germantown,’ ‘Roxborough,’ ‘Mount Airy,’ ‘Chestnut Hill,’ and beyond…the suburbs of ‘Colonial Philadelphia’ and its ‘suburbs.’
The Suburbs? Are they truly a heaven from the rigors of city life or are they the heaven of retreat from the horrors of the past and present – the lying lie of “No Slavery in The North,” when there is no more room in hell, will the dead truly walk the Earth?

Are the ‘Kelpian’s’ continuing the tradition of Sabbat?

“The stranger, blessed to deliver the ‘New World’ to its destiny, is George Washington. The year is 1774. This data is from text discovered in the ‘Library of Congress,’ by an occult historian. His name is George Ballard.

His account is one of many legends inspired by a 17th century monk by the name of ‘Johannes Kelpius of Transylvania.’

He led a mystical and mysterious cult under the guise of religion. The so-called religious order was housed in the woods of northwest Philadelphia. The meditations commenced and continued undisturbed and unmolested from about 1694 to 1708, Johannes’s death, into and beyond current day society.

Ballard believes the members of the religious order in the Wissahickon-Valley Green woods of Roxborough – Chestnut Hill – Germantown – Mount Airy vicinity and woodland still reside there to this very day. For the past three centuries, Dracula has reigned supreme in tales of darkness and blood-feasting. But the gothic and mysterious romance and blending ooze of hard facts tainted with fanaticism, has indeed planted the seed of intrigue into the minds of historians and imagination of people who believe in the mystical magical powers possessed in Kelpius and his ‘Philosopher’s Stone.’

The stone is an alchemical substance that has the ability to turn lead into gold.

Shady dealings and romance was the lore spun of Kelpius. His spiritual teachings were reminiscent of ‘Zen Buddhism.’

Kelpius was reportedly born in or about 1667 in Europe. His home town is currently known as ‘Sighisoara, Romania’ – where religious infighting fueled a protestant reformation. It was a devastating rift in European civilization.

Johannes was schooled in Bavaria (Germany) where he earned a doctorate in liberal arts. He became infatuated with a radical form of Lutheranism, deism. The order rejected the church and religious hierarchy. ‘The Society of The Women in the Wilderness, a band of forty or so like-minded followers, of which he came to lead, advocated a direct relationship with God.

Kelpius thought this devoted group that the world would end is the year 1694, when Heaven merges with Earth.

Kelpius believed the catastrophe would begin in the wilderness of Philadelphia. A vessel was chartered for the journey across the Atlantic to the Americas.

Kelpius’ followers grew to a large number by the time they boarded ship for the journey. Many of them died in transit. Several others decided to stay in Europe.

When they arrived in the new land, they settled on land donated by German settlers who arrived before them. The allotted parcel was located just outside the fledgling city soon to become known as Philadelphia. The village was called ‘Germantown.’ The main route from the city to the settlement was called ‘The Great Road.’ We know it today as ‘Germantown Avenue.’

Several of the group’s membership began to question the “End of Days” theory as the 1694 apocalypse never came to pass. Many of his disillusioned followers,’ followed him no more. They departed the fold and began families, living more secular existences throughout the young, fresh, and green northwestern region.

About a dozen or so surviving members remained in the group. They began to establish the beginnings of the American Chapter by erecting a series of huts and gardens. They built these around a large, log and muck hall of worship that overlooked the Wissahickon Creek. They founded a monastery and became known as hermits – they were portrayed as Philadelphia’s ‘Monks of The Wissahickon.’

Sparking the imagination, romantic novelists and poets began to take notice of the monks. Their hermit lifestyle fascinated one particular writer who happened to be a friend of ‘Edgar Allan Poe.’ His name is George Lippard.

Mr. Lippard wrote of the monks. He is quoted as saying “The Wissahickon Valley, outside of Philadelphia City, is a hot-bed of eerie activity.” He wrote and published a string of books accounting for the occult practices of witchcraft, devils, spells, and debauchery.

Researching and tracing the truth is what I’m after, not fables, legends, and flowery prose. I seek truth and facts. It appears, thought Sally while sitting behind his desk, the more I dig into this so-called legend, the murkier it seems to become.

When I went to the public library, the records were partly vague. I’ve discovered that hermits tend not to keep copious records if any at all. I’ve successfully been able to dig up third and second hand accounts coupled with a few generations of opaque comments and opinions on the legend by nearby residents and family members.

I knew then that I had to dig a bit deeper. Little did I know this intrepid trip would take my research and investigation to Transylvania, Romania, Africa, Istanbul, Morocco, Italy, and back to the States?

One resident of the Roxborough neighborhood who’s residence was near the Ridge Avenue, Port Royal Avenue, and Henry Avenue intersection told me of a man who went walking in the woods; like many who visit the Wissahickon – Valley Green trails. He spoke of how the man stumbled upon a prayer meeting of sorts. He began the tale with a recollection of another individual who transplanted from Europe to the States near or around the same era as Johannes. He didn’t remember his name.

“Like his father and grandfather, this descendent of Attila also remained in seclusion and clandestined shrouds of secrecy and darkness near the ‘Bells Mills Road’ area.

The man, a rather large and tall Black; a Nubian born prince to the best of my knowledge, was hardly seen out in the bright of day.” He continued saying, about thirty years ago, I remember hiking through the park near Hermits Lane in Roxborough when I heard a ghostly singing nearby. There was another man walking not far in front of me. He noticed the bizarre happenings as well.

We heard “Rom mom, rom mom mom.” The chanting chorus resounded over and over again.” The speaking man continued, “It was gloriously creepy.” Following the sounds of singing and chanting, we came upon an equally, if not more, creepy sight. We saw a circle of figures huddled around a large yawning stone portal embedded in the hillside. Immediately, I, we recognized who they were.”

Listening to the man speak about the park, I remembered reading about their journey from Europe to the America’s during my research. They were ‘Rosicrucian,’ members of a secret society very similar to that of the ‘Freemasons.’ The portal was purported to be the cave of spiritual prayer and conjuring of one ‘Johannes Kelpius’ of Transylvania – the wizard and mystic of the Wissahickon woods. The group had, in the past, explained to uneasy and nervous neighbors as well as the authorities, “the cave was only used for Kelpius’ meditation and prayer rituals.” The stumbling hiker continued on with his recitation and discovery. “The group told me they gathered there because its members believed Kelpius was the first “Master” of their order to reach North America, and that day, the summer solstice, was also purportedly the day he arrived in Philadelphia.”

The second hiking man’s name was reported as ‘Alvin Holm.’ His posted and published report further stated, “I was so struck by this chance meeting with the worshippers in the green glow of the forest, I decided to join them. I became ‘a Rosicrucian!’ I was already a ‘Free-Mason.’ I did fall in love with the order and an essay written by Kelpius. It’s called “A Method of Prayer.””

One such essay reads:

“Dost thou promise that when the appointed time arrives, thou wilt be found ready, sword in hand, to fight for the country and thy God?”

The group of followers – the membership all came to answer, “I Do!”

“Then in his name who gave the new world to millions of the human race, as the last altar of their rights, I do consecrate thee its deliverer!”

Holm was quoting the dutiful anointing he’d learned from another reporter by the name of ‘Ryan Briggs,’ whose report included, “Then, after that a priest of the Wissahickon Order would dip hid fingers into the anointing oil and inscribed the outline of a cross upon the receiver’s forehead. He then prepared to place a wreath made of branches and thorns upon his head after reciting:

“When the time comes, go forth to victory.”

And then the priest turned to one of the followers and said that Kelpius’ instructions for the mysterious box, is to be thrown into the Wissahickon Creek. The mysterious “wooden casket,” that sat next to the alter; was picked up by the worshipping member. The worshipper sensed there might be something of value in the box, disobeyed the instruction. He pretended to do as instructed by going through the motions. Visibility wasn’t all that great. The torchlight and candles of various shapes and sizes provided illuminations of macabre shaped silhouettes and shadows of eerie ghostly spectres dancing about in the darkness. The deceiving wooden casket handler instead, hid the box from sight – hiding it for him.
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I wasn’t seeing the relevance of all this until this ‘Sabbat-type’ of gathering occurred. I don’t know why, but a cold and bone shivering chill ran up and down my spine.

“I would advise you to take another look at this information. I know your superiors don’t think it’s worth a shit…but then again, they don’t cotton to you, me, or anybody else of color to get them thinking and moving for any cause that we think worthy. Brother, I wouldn’t go fucking around with not getting this thing out in the open. It may create trouble for you or it might get you the mayor’s seat…possibly the good graces of the public at large. Do it Willis…it’s the right thing to do and you know it.

…Later Bro., I know you’ll let me know what’s happenin.

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“Without A Trace”

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July 25, 2021

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‘Fairmount’ ~ Willice Samuel Investigations Pt. 9: “The Games Afoot!” ~
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July 25, 2021

‘Fairmount’: The Willis Samuel Investigations, Pt. 6: ~”Without A Trace”~

Chapter 6: ~ “Without A Trace” ~

‘Fairmount’- Willis Samuel Investigations Pt. 6:

~ “Without A Trace” ~

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‘Fairmount’: The Willis Samuel Investigations, Pt. 6: ~”Without A Trace”~

The Brother had no problem disappearing into the cold dark night. The next morning, he arose to the clatter of noises caused by the happy feet of children. The kids in the neighborhood knew who he was. He was never, ever noticed by those who resided in the neighborhood. He simply wasn’t known. No one knew his name. The children knew him, but didn’t know him by name. Everyone knew him when walked down the street. No one impeded his direction. No one dared to get in his way. He had the look, the style, the cool, the look of someone you just didn’t fuck with…and no one did.

That morning the Sun shined brightly. It glowed with a sense of renewal. The ice cream truck had just turned the corner. Its noise polluting songs, chimes, annoyingly loud jingles, bells, and whistles, alerted all who listened and those who hated to hear the peddlers approach. The children jumped too…they gleefully ran from every corner and house to that sound that everyone finds familiar at that certain time of year – “The Ice Cream Man!”

Some knew him to get a bit of “weed.” Some knew him to ask a favor. Some knew him as someone you could talk too. And then, there are those who simply knew him to be someone you could go to in order to get something done…in order to fix something that no one else could fix. He could make the deal that no one else could ever dream of making. If you needed a loan to help feed your family or pay a bill that would take something away from you children, he was the man you wanted to know and be able to go to for help. He made himself available for such situations.

“Jamal” was certainly there when the “Monster Bruin” attacked the bus on 33rd Street. It’s quite possible, his bullet(s) was the killing force. There can be no argument that Jamal played a most important role in the demise of the ‘Monster’ that night.

Brother Jamal tried to help a cop. The cop happened to be a female…a Black Female. Well before he attempted to speak, she had an opinion of him. It was apparent that she was a rookie. She was out of her element and every soul on the scene knew it. Her instructions to all on the scene came out all wrong. People began to laugh. She was simple ignored… The Brother rolled up on the scene, witnessing the sight, he immediately came to the aid of the hapless police officer.

“Yo Get The Fuck Off Of The Car…Allow This Officer To Do Her Job!” Jamal wasn’t playing around. Many of the folks in this part of “Roxborough” hated the thought of any Black Person telling them what to do. And “Rasheeda” wasn’t the first or the last. She looked at the crowd of onlookers witnessing the crash. “Yeah, these so-called witnesses,” she thought to herself.
The Transit Bus was basically on top of the little foreign made import. The poor little car hadn’t a chance in contesting such a large vehicle. Traffic on the ridge was pretty tight and congested. Everyone hated travel on this venue during these hours, especially in the afternoon. Henry Avenue was always crazy during the morning at “rush hour.” Ridge and Shawmont was no exception. The heavy traffic flowed continually up “Shawmont Avenue” into “Ridge Avenue” and “Henry Avenue” in the morning rush as well as the rush in the afternoon hours. The drivers who rushed this route every singly day rode past the ‘Elementary School’ that sat on the right side of the road when facing Ridge Avenue, coming up the hill of Shawmont Avenue. They all knew of the school crossing and its’ elderly ‘Crossing Guard.’ She has directed traffic at this intersection for many years. This particular morning, she took ill and the city saw fit to place a rookie cop to the post. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Officer “Rasheeda Marilyn Johnston” directed traffic to the best of her knowledge. It wasn’t her fault when the transit bus plowed over the “Volks Wagon Jetta” when it was attempting to make a left turn from “Eva Street” into “Shawmont Avenue,” in order to access the parking lot of the elementary school across the street, as it did on every other morning for a host of children; from the first grade to the eighth. The office in charge of the corner this particular morning, waved the big bus through with her left hand in a forwarding circular motion, while waving her right hand in the opposing direction.
The left hand signaled the bus driver to continue through the intersection on Shawmont Avenue to the downward incline, heading for the “Umbria” exchange. The right hand; in the drivers mind; indicated a go-ahead-motion for a left turn into Shawmont avenue from “Eva Street” while children were crossing the street.
Needless to say, The ‘V.W.’ driver turned directly into the path of the bus while all of the crossing children scampered for safety. It was too late for the driver of the car and the bus – they had followed the direction(s) of the cop-on-duty to their dismay. The occupants of the mini-car found themselves to be the subject(s) of bus undercarriage removal or the extraction of victims from scrap mettle debris, via the “Jaws of Life!”
Fire-Rescue Worker(s) freed the passengers of the Volks-Wagon once the bus was lifted to a considerable height in order to free them from the wreckage. The driver of the passenger-less behemoth, was unscathed except for his nerves and uncontrollable anger. His anger was directed towards the bewildered and stupefied cop.

Rasheeda didn’t know what to do…she lashed out at the nearest target, the one who interfered with her willful duties at hand… She blamed Jamal for butting-in. She out-and-out pointed at this good Samaritan and blamed him for the crash.
“It’s all your fault man, you had no business telling anyone what to do!” she shouted this craziness for all to hear.

“Yo Sister, all I was trying to do was help you! Damn, I wasn’t even here when the crash occurred! What the fuck were you thinking…what the hell did you see? Why are you trying to blame this shit on me? I’m supposed to be your Brother!” exclaimed Jamal.

“I didn’t need or want your help! Who in hell do you think you are to take things into your hands…I’m a duly appointed police officer…I’m the one in control of this goddamned corner…Me, and no one else! You should have minded your own business.”

The crowd of people didn’t agree with Rasheeda either. Many of them saw the entire episode unfold. They all saw this cop loose it and not have control of the situation from beginning to end. The cop glared at the crowd and again turned on Jamal. She began and immediate mental search to escape this ordeal…someone else to blame, a “Scapegoat!”
She thought to herself, “Shit, I can’t be to blame for this, I can’t be held accountable, I have to prove that it wasn’t my fault; damn, there’s a lot of white folk here…what am I gonna do.?”

The acrimonious and exasperatingly cold, contemptuous officer, with an ostentatious display of cowardice; placed her right hand on her service weapon. The holstered blue-steel 9mm Glock Smith and Wesson changed right along with her demeanor.

“Alright, motherfuckerer, put your hands behind your back…I’m taking you in!”
She motioned Jamal to follow her direct orders. The crowd was awe struct! They couldn’t believe what they were witnessing… The cop, at nine forty five in the morning, was attempting to arrest the very person who had come to her aid in dealing with this pissed off crowd.
Someone shouted “Why in hell don’t you call in for a supervisor – this guy hasn’t done anything wrong! What’s the matter with you? Are you nuts?”
She ignored what was being said…she went on with her bogus arrest…Jamal was more pissed with himself than anything else. He cursed himself for bothering to stop and help a cop, even one who is female! “Why in hell didn’t I mind my own business…so much for helping…even if it’s a ‘Sister!'”

Arriving at the fifth police district, the sergeant on duty, an experienced Black Man, asked, “Yo what in hell did you arrest him for, why’d you bring him in here? I’ve already got fourteen fucking calls, telling me what happened on that damned corner! What’s wrong with you?”

Rasheeda glared at her sergeant and said, “He disrespected an officer of the law and I’m locking his ass up!”

The old man shook his head in disbelief and disgust. It was her collar and there wasn’t much he could do about it other than state his disapproval…and he did, in writing. Jamal was released inside of an hour. The older cop just looked at him upon his release, and offered a gesture of apology. He nodded in acceptance and departed the building.

“Another officer will take you back to your car in a moment.” said a white-shirted, ranking cop. While waiting, he stood on the outside steps of the building. During the wait, Jamal noticed the arresting officer parked at the side street’s curb. He thought of approaching the cop to give her a piece of his mind. Wanting badly to confront the woman, he was averted when the cell-phone vibrated in his pocket. All of his belongings were not confiscated when he was arrested. They would have been returned anyway, he wasn’t charged with anything, including what Rasheeda wrote in her report. The report simply disappeared when it was filed…she was notified of such at the end of her shift.

The call received by Jamal was another assignment. Chasey needed him to erase and/or remove all of the loose-ends attached to the ongoing investigation. It was that of the de-skinned individual found in the Germantown warehouse. Just like on the night of the bus attack, he was to disappear afterwards…like any other assignment. Jamal was highly skilled in his craft…becoming invisible was never a problem.

Til Next Time…

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July 25, 2021

‘Fairmount’– Willis Samuel Investigations Pt. 7: ~ “Loose Ends” ~

‘Fairmount’– Willis Samuel Investigations Pt. 7:

~ “Loose Ends” ~

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‘Willis Samuel Investigations, The Series’
(Pt. 7)

~ “Loose Ends!” ~

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“This morning, I’m off to court.” Willis kissed Elizabeth, his wife, as he was preparing to exit the house. After entering his officially city assigned car, he radioed in to sign into shift. While traveling, the traffic light changed to red. He dialed up on the cars “hands-free mobile interface,” to his sergeant and case partner.

The phone rang and a voice answered.

“You got Me…speak on it!”

“Yo Warren.”

“Hey man, what’s happenin…What’s going on Chief?”

“Well ‘Good Brother,’ I’m off to face what I’ve been waiting for; for quite awhile, the last sentencing phase of the most horrible of case(s) to date. The sentencing part of the shit case from back in the day a bit; Oct. 2001 – Nov. 2011. I don’t know if you can ever forget the “Dungeon Queen Case” of Tacony. Could you?”

“Hell no… How could anyone ever forget that shit boss? That bitch had the thing going on in that evil place… Right under the noses of all the folks in “Tacony” as well as the ‘Welfare,’ and ‘Social Security’ officials. I’m so glad that we were able to wrap up that shit-fucking case.”

The ‘She-Devil’ “Linda Ann Weston” and company lured those poor bastards into that hell-fire-of-a-location on Longshore Ave. in the Tacony section of Philadelphia and three other cities as well. The case was investigated by the Social Security Administration, the Philly Police, The Office of the Inspector General, the FBI, and the IRS, and a couple other agencies, including Captain Willis Samuel.

When “Bitch-Weston” convinced the mentally handicapped individuals to move in, the game “was afoot!” She became the soul benefactor to the ill-gotten riches of deceptive devilment. She was privey to their ‘Social Security Benfits,’ as well as any and all ‘State Grants, disability benefits, and/or monies…i.e., becoming the “The Payee!”
Once in captivity, the gang would often move the victims to other locations, state-to-state in order to elude social services and other law enforcement agency detection. They intentionally targeted victims who were basically estranged from their families while offering them a place to stay…permanently.
When the victims attempted to launch an escape, eat something, or make protest to their confinement, they were punished with whippings, slappings, punches, kicks, stabbings, burnings, and/or other forms of deceptively evil and lascivious torture.

The U.S. Attorney’s office stated Weston, McIntosh, and the other gang members defrauded the Social Security Administration when they targeted, captured, and held captive the extremely vulnerable, mentally disabled adults who happened to be qualified to receive disability benefits, and converting them for their personal use.

Two deaths occurred with the resulting intentional mistreament. One of the victims died at the 2211 Glenview St. location, in the “Castor Gardens.” The other at the “4724 Longshore Avenue Apartment House” in Tacony: in the soiled sub-basement. The daughter of ‘Linda Ann Weston,’ “Jean McIntosh,” is expected to receive forty years to life, for her role in the horrifying case. She is thirty-eight years of age. The decade long racketeering enterprise led to a multi-count indictment of the leader and gang members as well. “The Dungeon Queen” has received life imprisonment with an additional eighty plus years…ending the nightmarish saga and torture of innocents; of this horrible creature and her most stupid lackeys.

“I’ll see ya after I leave the courthouse Warren…meanwhile we need to get a foot up on the disappearance of “Stevie Cliff, a.k.a., Sarah Millford,” The Don’s Mistress, where in hell has she vanished to? The other thing is that body in “Germantown.” I know we’re supposed to show a little bit of respect for our fallen brethren, but this killing has me wondering what in hell the dude was up to when he got involved with the neighborhood drug connection. Did he deserve what happened to him? I don’t know… All I know is that we have a dead body case to solve and we damned well better get to the bottom of this shit asap, or it’s our heads that will roll.”

“Cap., there is something fishy about their connection(s). His partner is not telling all that she knows…she knows something. What’s her involvement with this deal?”

“Don’t worry about it for now, we’ll get to her movements really soon. I know she’s dirty and she knows that I know she’s dirty…we’ll get it all in the wash…I’m out.”

The captain signed off.

Upon his leaving the Philadelphia Court House, before he could get to his car, his cell-phone went off…he’d just now turned it on. The other officers excitedly began screaming into their portable radio’s…a hot call came in to the police air-waves.

Two officers were reportedly hit by a man in a car in the “Tacony Section” of Philly!

The calls came in with loud with blustering reports of “POLICE FATALLY SHOOTS MAN AFTER HE HITS COPS WITH HIS CAR!”

Willis was in his car by this time…updated report.

“Police said at four-ten p.m., six ‘PPD Narcotics Field Unit Officers’ were conducting surveillance on the 7100 block of Cottage St. They were preparing to execute a search warrant for narcotics on a Mr. Jeffrey Dennis, thrity-six years of age. He resided on that block. The detectives said that they noticed the subject driving a car in the area and attempted to stop the vehicle with their vehicles. The police were reported to have been operating three undercover vehicles at this time.

One officer shattered the window of the driver’s side door while the other discharged three rounds from his gun, striking Dennis in the head and left arm. Another officer demanded that the target shut off the his vehicle’s engine, demanding him to shut the fuck up and get out of the godamned car. They all said that he began striking their vehicles in an attempt to elude capture.”

Mr. Dennis was dead! He was pronounced dead at the scene when the rescue team arrived.

When supervisional officers arrived on the scene, the cops on assignment began to explain how the victim had attempted to hit them with his car. They said he was successful in striking three officers in his attempt to escape. One cop sustained a leg injury while the other two were being transported to area hospitals just as Captain Willis pulled up.

The description(s) to the incident seemed a bit out of the norm…and a bit too pat in light of what was in appearance at the scene and the explanation of a few witnesses.

They postponed this inquiry with stated public news reports of “the information being in its early stages, as it is and possibly will be subject to change.”

The radio screamed again…

“IN PROGRESS…A SHOOTING IN GERMANTOWN, ON GREENE ST., AT ABBOTTSFORD AVE., MAN DOWN!” And just as soon as I was headed to that location, another tragedy was squawked over the Police Communications Network… “ATTENTION…ATTENTION…ALERT…A CHILD HAS BEEN SHOT!” That call location was in the North Philly Section of town. How in hell could I be in two locations at the same time? Many of the evening shift are at the Tacony location and/or on other calls throughout the city. There was a stabbing in the “Point Breeze” area of South Philadelphia…another bad scene was in the Northeast part of town. That tragedy was a “Hit and Run.” The dead woman was aged sixty-four. The pickup truck was recovered along with the driver. That scene had to be secured and locked down. On the Boulevard, a van jumped the guard rail and was caught by its undercarriage, hanging off an overpass…it was fleeing the scene of a shooting investigation in “Olney.”

“Warren…did you get that?”

“Yeah Chief…on the way as we speak!”

Til Next Time…

Part 8:
“A Reckoning Is A Coming”

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Chapter 22 – ~”Dungeon Lair”~ (The Dungeon Queen)

“FAIRMOUNT” – Terror In The Park!

No one could believe that she lied to school officials about the abuse, that she was crazy; she had him committed to the Eastern Pennsylvania State Psychiatric Institute because she wanted to collect an additional Supplemental Social Security check…
“She was the brains of everything, she was in control of everything! Man, she ran the whole fuckin thing…the fuckin, the suckin, the ass lickin, and toe suckin. She fucked me, him, her, and all of them! If you let her, if you allow her…she’ll fuck you too!”

A young twenty-seven year old Black man described “The Dungeon of Horror” re-telling the story of what his Momma did to him and many others during her hours of business and pleasure.

They titled him the “Son of a Witch.” Madam Weston’s son tried in vain to tell folks about the “Dungeon of Death – The Dungeon of Hell.”
The Department of Human Services knew whom and what she was when they released all of them into her custody.
The story was told to reporters by a boy who was experiencing his first taste of freedom and joy. He told of his escape from a dank, dark, and musty basement in Frankford. Frankford (Tacony) is located Northeast of center city Philadelphia.

Linda Ann Watson kept him and others chained for months at a time over a period of years. On many hungry occasions, the boy and his fellow prisoners survived on nothing but “Kool-Aid laced with drugs and Ramen noodles.” The drugs kept them groggy and controllable. The system failed them. The Family Court Judge, his department of human services caseworker, teachers, and school administrators, mental health professionals, and police repeatedly failed him and his siblings – they failed them all. The boy’s momma made him and his siblings scrounge for food. She forced them to steal from grocery stores. She imprisoned them for a whole year – down in that basement. The oppressive behavior caused the children to miss a whole year of schooling…and nothing was done about it. She gave them drinks blended with medications to make them sleep in order to maintain the reception of Welfare Checks. They’d wake up hours later knowing the drinks were laced…but they were thirsty – they had no other choice but to drink the stuff. They were constantly confused and disoriented. How were they to testify to anything? Who were they able to reach out to?
The young man described his mom as smart, manipulative, and conniving. She was able to pull the wool over the eyes and elude the authorities in at least four different states for a period not less than thirty years.

Gregory Thomas, Eddie Wright, Jean McIntosh, and the brains of the gang, Linda Ann Weston were finally arrested. They were charged with kidnapping and related offenses. The charges stem from the discovery of four mentally disabled adults in a dirty, urine-reeking sub-basement dungeon inside a ‘Tacony’ apartment building. The elaborate but simple scheme was established to steal the social security checks from the victims. With this twist and the DPW bennies from her drugged out kids, she and her cohorts were making a killing – living like kings.
A reporter allegedly took evidence from the crime scene, said a newswire report. She acquired a defense attorney to represent her while Wilbur H. Settimyer, Philadelphia’s District Attorney, called for a Grand Jury Investigation into the incident. The mayor and Harold R. Nicklestein, City Controller, made reference to the case when the question was posed by one of the attending reporters. They professionally dodged the question like it was the plague. They frowned and smiled when necessary while only answering with “We’re looking into it as we speak!” The report also unearthed the possible linking of the dungeon queen to the death of a woman who resided in Chester Gardens.
Weston’s son was an infant when his mom was arrested for imprisoning her sister’s boyfriend. She was reported to have locked him in a closet while starving him to death. The siblings were sent to live with a paternal grandmother. The young man stated an aunt abused him and his brothers, when they later went to live with her. The boy also said it was bad but worse when living with his mom.
“It was horrible – really horrible.” He fought back tears while pressing his fingers to his forehead and wiping his eyes.
His cousin, a good cousin, was startled by their appearance when they showed up at her door. He’d been living in the park. His face and hands were dirty. His hair was thick and unkempt. His clothes were filthy and ragged. He had foul order as well. He didn’t want to tell her about his mom, but she ventured a guess – she knew.
“At the end of the day, nobody wants to see their mother locked up.”

The boy lived on the streets for a while. He hustled for chump-change by helping people carry groceries to their cars in the North Philly area.
“My cousin treated me like I was own son,” said the young man. She tried to get the kid back on track. She took him to a nearby public school, but the cops detained her and interfered with the positive progress. The school had a report that the cousin had kidnapped him. The ill-informed cops handcuffed the good woman. The boy pleaded with them to let her go. He told them how his Momma had beaten him and his siblings – they ran away. The principal called the boy’s mother. She was asked to come into the school for a meeting – she didn’t show. The cops went to the woman’s house in Frankford – she was gone. The boy was allowed to remain with his cousin.
Working with school officials and Job Corp. representatives, his cousin gave her approval for his induction into the corp. The cousin and her sister drove the young man to the 30th Street Train Station. He was due to board a train to the program site in the Pocono Mountains.
While standing in the station, they were acutely surprised to see the boy’s mother walking quickly towards them. The boy’s eye’s widened in fear. They seemed the size of saucers. The horror of seeing Weston, “The Dungeon Queen,” he darted out of the station as she gave chase. He never once looked back. It was like seeing the demons of hell. That was the last time he saw his mother.
The cousin chased Weston, who was chasing the boy outside or the train station. The cousin caught up with the Dungeon Queen, tackled her to the ground and sat on her. Upon the takedown, the cousin realized she had a knife in her hand. The Dungeon Queen screamed in agony, “I wasn’t going to stab him – I wasn’t going to stab my son! I just don’t want him to go to no Job Corps – that’s all!”
The Dungeon Queen feared that she would lose her son’s welfare checks if he went into the corp.; his checks were being mailed to the woman’s home in Frankford. The loss would slash her treasured income.
Despite all the kids’ been through, today he is a success story. He has been working at a West Philly restaurant for several years while becoming an assistant supervisor and crew chief. He said, “I come out from under it, I’m a better person. All we want out of this ordeal is for out mom to get better – to be sane.”

“DHS asked us if we wanted to live with our mom or go into the system to live with other people – people who are safe.”
They chose their mom. The kid was about ten years old then. He was in the fifth grade.
After serving about four years in jail for third degree murder, she was released. She went to court in an attempt to regain custody of her children. The children had no idea of what she was in jail for. DHS, however, did know. They knew exactly who she was and what she had done. They released the children into her custody anyway. They were all, at a young age, returned to their mom.
A family court judge approved the custody arrangement. A DHS caseworker was assigned to check in on the kid and his young siblings. He called to check in on them for a few months when they were first released into Weston’s custody.
A local Philadelphia newspaper reporter attempted to interview the DHS spokesperson that declined to speak. She said state confidentiality laws prohibited her from talking about the case – any DHS case.
The reporter attempted to make contact with the caseworker. He didn’t return the telephone messages. However, his wife did pick up the telephone on one repeated call. She confirmed that her husband was or at least had once been the children’s caseworker. At that particular time, the kid, his two siblings and two half siblings, both infants, did live with their mother.
“Basically, she couldn’t feed us – she couldn’t take care of us,” said the young man of their precarious situation. The kid also said he tried running, but never got far. Weston always caught up with him, until his final escape. His sister was forced to do, as their mother ordered of she would be chained down in the basement like he. She was also a victim. It got to the point where he felt as if his sister’s back was up against the wall, as she got older.
“I guess she felt obligated to our mom,” he said.

The cops said the kid was attending the ‘Roberto Clemente Middle School’ when his mother locked him in the basement for a year. After she freed him, a ritual of hers, she would move him to another school.
The kid added, “I tried to talk with teachers about our situation – our abuse, but they wouldn’t listen.”
A spokesman for the Philly school district, said the district doesn’t have access to DHS records – and even if they did, if there were abuse complaints in his file; confidentiality laws would prevent him from discussing the case.
The school officials did set up parent-teacher meetings. The kid’s mother told them “He was basically psychotic.” She later had him committed to the Eastern Pennsylvania Psychiatric Institute. She claimed, “He was crazy and hearing things.”
They released him once they found out he wasn’t crazy. They felt he was sane. The release decision made Weston feel more frustrated because they wouldn’t give her an SSI check.
The kid turned sixteen years old on July 4, 1998. His mother unchained him and allowed him up out of the basement – to do laundry. He then went outside in the backyard of the Frankford home to hang clothing on a clothesline. He jumped the fence, ran and never looked back.
He was in survival mode. At the time, he said he felt bad about leaving his siblings. There was nothing he could do. He savored the ‘Boyz II Men’ concert and the fireworks display out in Fairmount Park. He was relished by the warm summer air and freedom.

“Til Next Time”…

Part 8:
“A Reckoning Is A Coming”

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~ “FAIRMOUNT”: ‘The Willis Samuel Investigations!’-The Series ~
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“Ironically Speaking!” (Intro):
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~ “A Four Cornered Phling” ~
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‘Willis Samuel Investigations, The Series’
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Willis Samuel Investigations: ‘Fairmount’
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Willis Samuel Investigations: ‘Fairmount’
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~“FAIRMOUNT” The Willis Samuel Investigations Part 8: “A Reckoning Is A Coming”~

“FAIRMOUNT”

The Series:

The Willis Samuel Investigations

Part 8:

“A Reckoning Is A Coming”

Gregory V. Boulware, Esq.

Part 8:
“A Reckoning Is A Coming”

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“How am I supposed to feel when shit like this hits the fan nearly each and every fuckin day!?” Samuel thought aloud while alone in his office…

“Damn, investigations; committees and committees over them. The senseless onslaught of killing continues. On top of all that, another law enforcement oversight committee is considering legislation measures that could bring police conduct under control.” Willis thought to himself as he sat down behind his large paper and file cluttered desk; in his large overstuffed high-backed leather chair.

Giancarlo Miller, a Black Congressman, made an announcement that made reference to or as “The Law Enforcement and Integrity Act” in the House of State Representatives the other day. The inclusion of one measure in ‘Philly’ would ensure the appointment of city commissioners with the approval of City Council and State House Reps.

The Chairman of the Black, Puerto Rican, Asian, and Hispanic/Latino Caucus in the state assembly, announced an upcoming meeting which will introduce new legislation to be known as “The Africanus Diallo Amani Law,” which analyses and outlines police reform(s) nationwide.
This new law would require city police to be bona-fide residents of the city in which they serve. The law also includes diversity training while removing the rule allowing officers not to speak about their actions forty (40) hours after a police involved event has occurred.

“The National Black Alliance Network,” headed by the Reverend Lemuel Sharsman, is also considering legislative measures…introducing legislation at local, state, and federal levels to “check all acts of police brutality across the nation, let alone here in our own city.”
One such act was committed by four white officers who are accused of brutality when they shot to death an unarmed Black Man in the doorway of his apartment building a little while back. Sharsmanurged Black Legislators to understand that “Africa is their continent and that Africans in the United States who number more than five million in our city, would and will stand together to fight for justice against injustice and the “blind eye(s) that aids it!”
He also said that he was assured that ambassadors from African Nations such as “Sierra Leone,” in the U.S. will also join in the support for the fight for justice.

Everyone seemed to agree that the law would tackle problems like racial profiling, death while in police custody, and drug testing among other related issues.

Another endorsement came from the Reverend James Jackson Matthews. He is also the head of an organization involved in the struggle known as “The Southern Council For Civil Rights” (SCFCF). They want all of the participants in the struggle to completely understand that the “White Nation” views our fight for justice as some sort of a sport or game…a contest guaranteeing a difficult episode…guaranteeing that all players will surely come out soiled and dirty.
The killing of “Diallo Amani” has opened a massive golden window…an opportunity for people of color to make an effective demand for change as observed by another Black Congressman, ‘Owen Majors.’“This killing – This brutal murder has united our people and people across racial and religious divides. This development should be used as a means of coming together – uniting us one and all in this intrepid yet indefatigable pursuit of justice!”

Congressman Majors continued to suggest that a week in April be declared “A Week of Outrage!” He says this action should be organized all across the country, bringing cities to their knees, making a very strong case for change.
The congressman reminded people of the 1992 beating of a Black Man…‘Rodney King.’ He was beaten by White Los Angeles Cops.

“Fifty-five people died protesting against a jury verdict that acquitted the cops involved in the attack which was captured on video tape…on film!
Did it matter? Did it matter to law enforcement? This beating…this shooting…this practice is simply only one part of a pattern of American authority designed to oppress Blackmen…to keep “Them/Us” in our place!”
The congressman cited figures and statistics backing up his statements. He said, at the same time that states across the country have reduced education budgets while increasing funds for the prison industry.

The trial of the acquitted cops was closely followed by people of color across the globe. The cops contended they all fired in self-defense after ‘Amani’ reached for what they said was a gun. The object in question was the young Man’s wallet. He was shot and struck by bullets more than nineteen times. It was reported that the young Black Man died in a barrage of forty-one bullets…police bullets!

Willis’s thoughts were interrupted with an unsuspecting knock upon the door.

“A nickel for your thoughts Captain? …I thought I’d up the anti from a penny.” Sally smiled, he didn’t.

“Just remembering some shit I’d like to forget.”

Sally replied, “I hear ya Bro. It’s like a bad dream that never goes away or stops biting on ya.”

Willis stood up and stretched. A man who was much larger than his visitor who weighed in at about one-hundred and sixty pounds sopping wet. Willis carried an older two-hundred and forty-two pounds – a healthy lean six foot individual floating around in his late fifties.“I can’t get over this case of the African Brother who was killed by police…a case of pure over-kill.

This young brother simply believed this place was a place that he could come to and be free and safe…where police are your protector; your friend, where justice could be done.
This brother came from a place where human rights are constantly violated, arbitrary arrests and tortures are committed on a daily basis, extra judicial killings remain common placed, entire families often times disappear where many are never seen again.
The city had to put out big bucks in over-time when the marches and demonstrations took place…many people got hurt – Black People!

Amanis’ family seemed very appreciative for the support of the people – there was irony where the department was concerned though…they defended the exonerated cops who were responsible for the death while offering a half-baked apology!
His parents told Me of the shared dream of coming to America. Now he is remembered as a shy young man, devoted to his Mother and Father, his studies, his relatives, and friends.
Now, he is another symbol, a statistic of police brutality and/or racial stereotyping in the annals of justice, I should say non-justice.
His father said they will put tiles on his grave when they bury him next to his Grandfather in Africa. Y’know that man was the first man in his village of two-hundred people who made the trek to ‘Mecca.’ His mother and father told Me that when I visited. I couldn’t help but notice how close and tight the “Holy Qur’an” was held by his father.

I have gone over this event over and over again in my mind…I can’t get it out of my head; my heart and soul aches for him and all the other Young Black Men who have perished by the hands…the bullets of police in this country. But for the life of Me Sally, I simply can’t…the one major thing – the question that keeps coming back in my mind is why? Why shoot this kid over forty-one times? Sometimes Brother, it gets really hard to hold the line on where your loyalties should be...”Human Rights, Democracy, it’s for whites only – or at least for those with the means to afford it…being able to defend themselves whether innocent or being guilty as hell.”

“Yeah Cap, I feel ya.”

The Philadelphia Sunny Globe Newspaper Reporter, Salestion Michaels, sat down in the chair in front of Willis’ desk with a large sigh of sadness and despair. His face darkened his high-brown-complection (some identify his skin color as “High-Yellow” or “Red-Bone”) with the weight of sorrow.I kind of hate to lay this on you Captain Samuel, especially at a time like this…”

The captain trained a listening eye on the newspaper reporter.

“It’s apparent that you haven’t been apprised…haven’t gotten the report, the call yet.” said Sally.

“Okay, spill it dude, I’ve got things to do…”

“Remember that ole’ case I was working on awhile back…the report that I did on the “Kelpians” and their society, the cult out in the “Chestnut Hill” area?”

“Yeah.”

“Well I’m here to tell ya, not only did the case not go away, it never resulted in a closing… The missing kids were never found. I never let the story go, I stayed on it even when it went cold…two more kids went missing. I got this just an hour ago. They vanished into thin air!
The kids were waiting at the school bus stop. They were waiting for the school bus to the “Y.M.C.A.‘s after school activities and programs. Their parents called ‘The Y’ to confirm their arrival, just like they’ve always done… The kids were not there. They did not check in! They weren’t on the bus…some of their classmates stated they saw them get into a blue Ford Maxi-van that had “YMCA” markings on it.
The ‘Y’ people said they have no such van…only the bus.

…Where are these missing kids?”

Til Next Time…

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