Thursday, November 22, 2012


A total stranger named Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme made a will in my aged mother's name and gave all of my father's inheritance to Dawn McSweeney and her accomplices - who Dawn calls her "partners in crime" on her own blog.
When I learned about the will the stranger, Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme, had made in my mother's name when she was about 92 years old, I smelled a rat and I made inquiries at The Montreal Court House. 
I was told that my mother did not sign the will made by Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme in her name, but a notary witnessed her approval.
I was told that my mother had come to the notary and climbed the stairs to the notary's office. They said there was no elevator.
They are saying that my mother was not able to sign her own name - but she was able to climb a flight of stairs.
The Facts:

My mother had been unable to climb up even two steps for decades by the time I was attacked and robbed on October 7, 1996.
There is no way my mother could have climbed the stairs to the notary's office. She was a very heavy woman. She used a walker around the house. She NEVER went out except to the hospital in an ambulance. No one could have carried my mother up to the notary's office. She had trouble breathing for as long as I can remember.  
My parents loved each other. They had been together for decades. Pop was in his late 80's when he became ill. He did not want to be a burden to my mother, so he decided to go into the Griffith McConnell Residence.
My father was in the Griffith McConnell Residence for many months. I visited him almost every day. But my mother never left the house. She did not visit my father at Christmas, Hannukah, nor on his birthday, nor at the turn of the century.
My father phoned her all the time, but he never saw my mother again. She would not leave her house.
But one day, my mother disappeared.
In April 2004: I went to see the police again because I found that  my mother - who never left her house - did not seem to be in the house when I passed by. Advertising brochures littered the front stoop. There was no sign of life.
I went around to the back of the house. The home of our youth looked like something out of an Alfred Hitchcock movie, doors and windows overgrown with dead vines. So I went to the police station to file a missing person report.
The police learned that Dawn's mother, my sister Debbie, had moved my mother out of our family home. No one knew where she was until she died in June, 2007.
We learned that Debbie had obtained power of attorney from both my parents. Every other member of the family, the CLSC social services, fire protection services and even police detectives, were barred from my parents' home thereafter.
In 2007, after my mother's death, we learned that in 2005, a man I never met or heard of before, Kenneth Gregoire Prud'homme, made a will in my mother's name and gave all of my father's inheritance to Dawn McSweeney and her "partners in crime" and their accomplices.
Prud'homme made himself "liquidator" of my father's estate.
Someone helped Prud'homme pull off this crime.
The CLSC Pierrefonds (Quebec Community Clinic) apologized in writing for their part in these crimes. Who else was involved?
Crimes have been committed and this case will not go away until there is justice.

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