These are the last texts I have from Kathy; she was in hospital; does she look angry with me? No, it was her olive branch, an offer to reconcile an estrangement that SHE created. Shannon, when you were standing in the hospital like a puffy little Napolean, you didn't turn around to see that Kathy was happy to see her seesters, and waving us in. You were too goddamn busy whispering to Joe, mumbling about us "making a scene". Theresa leaned against Kathy's hospital room door, spouting off her medical knowledge as only a dental hygienist can do. It was only a few visits later that we found out that she and the other Tracy's had made Kathy LAY IN HER OWN WASTE for two days. These texts prove that Kathy wanted us there. Nothing would have kept us from seeing Kathy Beth, not Shannon's warnings, not Joe's incessant praying, bible-thumping, and accusations. If Kathy didn't want us to be there, she would have expressed that, by not saying "I love you guys", by turning away, she would have told Joe and the nurses to make us leave. We 3 Seesters were closer than you can imagine.
This is the first of multiple posts my kids have to read, to understand what their ignorance of the truth has shown us about their character (or lack thereof). Practice Critical Thinking, if you will. The shock and despair created by your cowardice, cruelty, and treachery has been superseded by fury. It amazes me that neither one of you have the fortitude to answer my questions face to face, considering the strong women that have contributed to your DNA. We have many issues with Kathy's hospitalization and funeral. Here are a few of them: Most of us are very private about our pain, Kathy included. It's a struggle to hide it, that's what nurses and doctors are for. There should have been curtains on the windows for privacy. And it is an Intensive Care Unit, not a gathering place or a revival event. There is only room for very, very close family visitors for small units of time. Fighting covid is exhausting for the patient, and that takes quiet and concentration. It's not abandonment, it's called respect, and helps the nurses and doctors do their job. Blasting "christian" music in her ears all night and day is not restful or healing, it's an assault (we all know that she would have preferred George Strait anyway). Pushing pseudoscience conspiracy theories is idiotic and dangerous. Any reputable counselor will tell you that Joe's reprehensible bewailing's were his clamorous attempts to assuage his guilt. We all die alone, at least on this side, nobody can walk us through in the physical. Some people slip away when their people leave the room for that last grasp at privacy. As far as dying surrounded by family and friends - I'm not so sure that's what they want at that point. I told Joe and now I will tell you, you didn't want us there at the funeral planning. With Shannon's behavior, Brad's pushing Carley into a place where she certainly wasn't welcome, and Joe's insistence of a christian burial - no, you didn't want us there, I was doing you a favor. Brad turned his back on all of us - I would not have allowed him to act like the loving nephew at her death when he wouldn't do it in her life. And Shannon was so busy massaging Joe's pain, she didn't think to support Kathy. Or me. Or Judy. Or Dane. Or Nola. We mourn the loss of our seester and will celebrate her memory every single day, as long as we live. As far as the funeral goes, it's barbaric and a severe breach of privacy to have a person's dead body on view. The same with sticking them in the ground and leaving them there. Judy cannot bear that part. I can't either. And that is absolutely NOT what Kathy wanted. She had her after death plans decided, and while we realize that covid negated her wish to donate her body for medical science, that plan also included cremation. Read the papers she drew up. And do you really believe that she wanted a tombstone with an advertisement on the back of it? With all the work she did on our ancestry, do you honestly think she would want her maiden name LEFT OFF. Absolutely not - you both allowed our sister's life and death to be overshadowed by the Joe Show. One of the most shocking ironies: Joe was afraid of the covid vaccine - he admitted to me that he didn't want a microchip implanted. Jesus Christ. Yet, he happily cashed the check from the government for covid funeral expenses. And you helped him, Shannon - what hypocrites. A loss of spouse sanctuary? That's obscene. Kathy did not suffer the loss of a spouse through death, just divorce. Everyone knows that was Joe's attempt at finding a lover and hanging onto every bit of property and money that he could. Two people have told us that less than a month after Kathy died, he was moaning about needing a woman. I'm sure you both knew that, we certainly did. The extravagance of his grief was beyond the pale. If Joe had died first, Kathy would have had a cat sanctuary, her quilting room, and of course Jimmie Johnson shrine. She would have invited all of Joe's family to go through his personal things. Several times a year Kathy went through her closets and sent us big bags of clothes to go through. And she gave me boxes of fabrics that she didn't want or need. Judy and I weren't even allowed that comfort, all of our family heirlooms that don't mean shit to anyone else were thrown out to the wind for ravens to devour. Kathy would detest that treachery. As would mom, grandma, and every single one of our relatives and ancestors. Now about the letter I sent...
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But first some background, since you only seem to focus on Joe's role in all of this. Judy and Kathy moved to St. Joe to co-manage the Thrifty Nickel. Judy and Kevin were separated, and Kathy was divorced but having a hard time leaving her life with Jack. She had been a top salesperson in Hobbs, New Mexico, and wanted to continue on that path. Judy was typesetting at Thrifty Nickel in Odessa, Texas, so it seemed like a great combination. However, Kathy was no saint, and she could not bear to live without a man. After sleeping with her boss and various other employees, the work environment was tense. Judy and Kathy made a plan to quit, but when that moment came Kathy bailed on her promises and left Judy to pick up the pieces. Not the first time, and certainly not the last. Kathy had to be in control, and if that didn't work out, she would throw her famous temper tantrums. Surely you have experienced some of those. I moved up to that Zone of Ignorance to escape Chris' stalking and had no guarantee of a job. Once a position opened up at the Thrifty Nickel I applied, and interviewed with Steve M., since he had the final word. I had impressive skills in the darkroom and was great at typesetting - Judy trained both me and Kathy on the typesetting process. Compared to the other papers we had worked at, TN was a joke, and we all made fun of it together. Mom moved out there to be close to Brad and Shannon - not to ruin their marriage - as Joe and Kathy had repeated often. They were split up when Kathy came out to my farm and said she had an idea for a business, and I agreed to get in on it. We started it, both of us, together. At the beginning Kathy promised she would sell, that she missed it. I never said I would, and she knew that. I did everything else but sell. I went to the post office and recreated lots of mailing lists, I established and delivered to stand routes, I helped negotiate with PC's Plus for the computer lease. When Kathy decided she didn't want to sell advertising, it was a letdown, but we agreed to hire a commissions-only salesperson to get that going. Then Joe wanted in, and Kathy caved, leaving me under the bus. Joe dared to tell me to sell the farm, why didn't he just get another job? All that man could do was sell (only in his small area), while I had a number of talents that would have been put to use if I hadn't wasted so much time waiting for Kathy to get a backbone. The two of them fought constantly, it was annoying to hear Joe go on and on about how great he was and depressing to see Kathy so unable to stand her ground and move on. We had plenty of good times, but this has caused both Judy and I to have to defend our relationship - that's a shame. However, it's only to Joe and my kids that we have to explain anything, EVERYONE else knows. Honestly, I think Joe understood far more than my kids do, he was witness to the way Carley and Brad treated all of us through the years and surely had a sense of Shannon's behavior as far as her disloyalty to me and my family. If you consider a christian to be a person that has no hate in their heart and only love for all souls, then Kathy was not a christian. She despised Carley and was so disappointed in Brad for the damage they caused to our family. And she hated the drinking, drugs, and tumulus lifestyle that always consumed Joe. I remember the girl who got on the stage at Kathy's funeral, she cried about the way they had treated Kathy, how she cleaned up and hovered over all the drunks. Too late for that, couldn't they see the destruction when it was going on? Such simple, selfish, stupid people.
Joe said that for the past two years Kathy had changed her mind about things, and that he thought my letter to her was devastating. I'm sure it was, but we watched Kathy unravel as early as the spring of 2018, and it was necessary for truth to shock her back to reality. Her posts on Facebook became radicalized, mean, judgmental - not her character at all. Kathy comes from a family of strong, independent women, and her former wide view of the world got smaller and smaller. Surrounded by a petty coven of small-minded women, she had gradually sunk to their level. That's what it looks like from the outside of that area looking in - white people spewing racism, misogynist (female versions), homophobic, holier-than-thou gossips - worshiping political figures as if they were christ incarnate. Which went against everything Kathy stood for, it fragmented her personality, trying to integrate all that hate with the values she had espoused as an ambassador promoting Grandma Layton's legacy. Do you think I was the only person who blocked her from Facebook? I didn't until she got vicious, spouting views on abortion and trashing me and others that I love in public, and defending Carley, white-washing and lying along the way. Don't forget, I was in California when Kathy was pregnant - and that's all I'm going to say about that topic. Those actions don't hold in the world outside of that coven, and the farther out there she got, the harder her spirit fought to find an anchor. Kathy prayed desperately for relief of her RA pain, homeless cats and dogs, trump, random sick people on social media, and for her wayward husband to quit cheating, drinking, and smoking pot. Can you picture that, a woman earnestly praying, pleading, begging, for years and years? It just breaks my heart that you wouldn't see any of that. Years of unanswered prayers and then BAM! Joe's back. And then her other god loses the white house, Jimmie Johnson quit racing, then Linda gets covid and dies. And the battle with Linda's kids. And Joe's heart attack, and his sudden preaching, bible-thumping - and finally, her crippled body, the one that Joe refused to take care of for DECADES, became the caretaker. It wears me out just typing about it. Kathy's painful battle with RA was completely ignored with all of Joe's drama. After voicing our own concerns and urging from friends (several of them psychologist friends we met through Grandma's following) we went to St. Joe under the guise of her birthday - an intervention if necessary. Lots of red flags ominously predicted what was to come: none of them wore masks when we went out to eat, (Kathy bought the hype and thought she was protected), talk about Joe's plans for a traveling ministry show (Jesus Christ!), RV's, the home she loved and all the things she would have to leave behind... it was a real shitshow. Kathy was subdued - broken. The hateful texts to Judy came shortly after that visit. To say we were caught out of the blue is an extreme understatement. Kathy was lying about the lake house and Globe Publishing; we could only assume it was to dig up money for Joe's next big dream. She had lost her damn mind, rapidly texting hateful, hurtful things to Judy and Dane, and trying to pit me against them. What did you expect us to do, roll over and say, "Oh, okay, here's the money, and sorry for helping you out when you wanted us to"? Kathy went in on the Lakehouse deal as a way to get away from Joe, an escape house if needed. Even Joe knew that. I have all the emails from the inception of Globe Publishing also, the bills, the money put in and taken out, the money owed - and Kathy repeating over and over, "Don't tell Joe." I have always paid Kathy first and the most, in spite of her continually saying, "No, pay yourself, you give me too much of the money." Did either of you read all of those crazy texts, or only my response? You were obviously told only one side of that estrangement - there were five people involved, and three of us were attacked unmercifully. It was NONE of your business. I have a good timeline regarding Kathy's mental breakdown: for one thing, I grew up with her and know her personality like the back of my hand. She was my sister and was no angel. None of us are, including you two. Kathy had a wild, angry, and controlling side, fundamentally opposed to her religious persona, and there was little moderation in-between the two extremes. At least three times in their marriage Kathy left Joe, and each time he followed her and promised to change if she would only take him back. First time she moved to California after their big fire, Joe was supposed to stay behind and sell in St. Joe. After a couple of weeks he followed, she let him try to sell (he failed spectacularly) and had an affair with a black girl Kathy had hired for the office. Then she moved to Minnesota with Judy and Kevin, wasn't too long before Joe followed. While there he asked Kevin if he wanted to "wife swap". Kevin said he'd be okay with that (he was kidding), but Judy would not. Ewww (you did know they were swingers, right?). Third time Kathy stayed with grandma and grandpa in Wellsville, ready to finally divorce the asshole. Of course, he moved right in after a month, not welcomed at all. Grandma was so relieved when they left, and grandpa said, "Don't care much for Joe."
I have an old computer (Vista OS) that I can still get my old emails on, from 2008-2017. There are over 5,000 emails, both received and sent, and I have been going through them. Joe said that we never helped out with any of Kathy's surgeries, I reminded him otherwise. I was there for two of them, along with Judy - and lots of emails from Kathy telling us not to come up, as we had jobs and critters to take care of. How many of Shannon's surgeries was Joe there for? Did he help take care of Judy's surgeries, do you even know what they are? Or my health scares? Did he even say "I'm sorry" to me and Judy when our best friends died? Or when I lost my best friend Pam Walker, Nickel, Buckshot, and Ellie May in the span of 7 months? Kathy knew, but I didn't hear a peep from him. Do you think we only exist to help Joe with his burdens? Yes, they helped some with you kids, but in the dark of the night there was nobody but me to fix stomach aches, sore muscles, fevers, fears and sadness - all the hardships of raising kids by yourself. That's over 5,475 nights in the fifteen years that I lived up north, and I didn't expect anybody to do it but me. Was Joe there when James was tweaking and I was getting two hours of sleep a night, while working and drowning in the sea of debt and misery he created? Did I ask him to come help load my sick, old dog into the truck on his almost weekly trips to the vet, or did he sit with me when I had to have Nickel put to sleep? Of course not. But I did take care of two of their dogs when they needed me too. When I couldn't get off work to come up to St. Joe to help Kathy out when Joe wanted to go to a funeral, don't you think I was upset about that? But he was there, he could surely make that sacrifice for his wife, couldn't he? Several of the hundreds of emails from Kathy is of the time she spent at my house; it was 2017 before one of the races. She came over a day before Amy and Judy could make it, and we spent hours talking about everything. Kathy slept on my old Morris recliner, and in the email I received after the races she thanked me, and said the chair was so comfortable, and how my house and life was so peaceful. Living with an alcoholic or meth addict is truly a living hell, and finding a moment's peace is priceless. I told her that when she decided to get away, she could stay with me as long as she wanted, I could make the house handicap accessible, and we did make tentative plans. It was Kathy's Plan B. Larry Tracy is one of the most unevolved people I know, except maybe for Terry Bivins. In one email we exchanged I had been telling Kathy about Bivins and his response to my cry for help with James' meth addiction, and she said, "Welcome to father-in-law hell!" She said that someday she would let us read the letter Larry wrote to her, how nasty and hateful it was. All of the women closest to Kathy know how she felt about Larry and Carley, and it breaks my heart to know that they were at her death bed, and she was defenseless to stop them. I blame them for their part in creating that anguish. There are deep, disturbing reasons why Carley is not welcome in our family. The first of my doubts about her was while sitting on the bleachers of Shannon's basketball games. One of the teachers said to me, "You must be proud of Brad, the way he is standing by that girl". I replied that I didn't expect anything else from him. The teacher said, "I suppose, but I am wary of her intentions." That was the first nagging doubt, but of course I didn't tell Brad. Then things started making sense, and I began to see how manipulative Carley could be. When they came to tell me about the pregnancy, Brad said he was sorry, because he had felt that he had lied to me when I continually asked if he was practicing safe sex. And he had, but the condom broke. None of us (me, mom, Kathy, or Judy) believed that, and mom was first to say the condom was probably helped along with a pin prick. But we didn't say that to Brad or interfere in any way. Many more things happened, but this is the most grave: Brad and Carley lived close to Uncle Sherman, Aunt Pat, and our cousins in Colorado while he was training for his firefighting position in Colorado Springs. Carley was constantly leaving the girls with my cousins to babysit; she called them Brad's "crazy relatives" and phoned Uncle Sherman incessantly for medical help for her kid's illnesses and boo-boos. So much so that he suspected her of Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy. Uncle Sherman called me and told me that, he also said that he told Carley that they were kids, that kids have lots of illnesses, and to go to her regular physician. He also went before the foster family board and advised them of his suspicions - that's why they were no longer able to foster children, at least where they were living at the time. Carley spun that into blaming James, and that's what happened. Kathy knew all this, we aren't sure how much Brad knew, but when the cousins told him to get a handle on his wife, he moved his girls out. Or they were run out of town by the false accusations, from Michayla's tall tales. At our family reunion in Colorado, we heard the real story. I don't know when Brad became so judgmental, we assume Carley's personality overwhelmed him. Which is scary and dangerous when you think about a woman hurting her children, and a man allowing that to happen. There are a lot more reasons that are backed up by emails, and snail mails - we are not making this up. Brad not only cut off me, but he also cut off Kathy and Judy. The only thing Carley wants from Kathy's death is an original Grandma Layton drawing.
I used to wonder if your girls would grow into critical thinkers, women capable of making independent decisions, perhaps curious about my side of the family tree. Critical thinkers don’t stick to just one way of looking at things. They actively seek out different perspectives on a topic. They can put themselves in other people’s shoes to understand their points of view. This open-mindedness leads to more balanced and fair judgments. It doesn't look like they have the background or the substance to think critically. My biggest mistake was moving north to that realm of imbecility. Brad, you were six months ahead of your classmates, and Shannon went straight into independent studies. If I would have stayed in Kansas you would have just been slightly above average. Your genetics on your maternal side have a lot to do with that, whether you like it or not. Back to the girls... I finally quit sending cards, letter, and money for their birthdays and holidays because I never received a thank you note. One time you called, and Jaydie thanked me for the anatomy horse, but that's all. Then all that mail started coming back, return to sender. When I sent the package with Russell Ritings in it, I had sent a letter ahead to let you know it was coming. Guess what? the letter was returned "address unknown", but you received the package. I'm sure your wife is the one who returned everything, you must have got the package when she was gone. What a conniving bitch. YOU are the one who quit contacting me, and I'm not about to beat a dead horse, so Carley got what she wanted, and I just don't care anymore. These emails are evidence that you have been sorely manipulated. There's a lot more, also snail mails through the years, you are welcome to come research them, if you have the courage. The three Russell girls were very popular, then and now. Don't believe me, ask around, ask your father's families. Both of you have forgotten that I am a woman of substance, I can do anything that I want (or have) to do: I can sew, embroidery, knit, dance, teach, negotiate, write, draw, study, read, garden, canning, cook, do my own taxes, anything horse, cow, chicken, dog and cat, think critically, change a tire, and live on my own. I am an author with book sales around the world, and my latest accomplishment; created an ebook from Grandma's biography. Carley has obviously been threatened by all that, but honestly, who could blame her? Her actions bespeak a vast insecurity and ignorance of social construct, especially that of a family. It tickles me to no end to see that Blayse has decorated herself with tattoos and other pretties, pretty big statement to her judgmental parents. Hopefully Michayla will come to her senses and keep her little boy away from his wicked grandmother and the illnesses she creates. I am sorely disappointed that my kids have been so manipulated by the two most vulgar people I have ever known, Joe and Carley. In essence, these blogs are not posted to lecture you, or to convince you to come back to me and my family. These are my words, my sister's words, and they tell our side of the story. Proof that I and my family are not the monsters you portray with your betrayal, Carley and Joe are the true villains. You both have had plenty of time to reach out, to show some sort of adult understanding, I have waited long enough. The next step is up to you both. Carla It’s funny how sometimes the people you’d take a bullet for are the ones behind the trigger. |
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