Yarn & needles…thinking of you Morgan!


Penny Tapping…is this what was making the sound on our windows?

pennyIt has been almost 3 years now since Morgan’s death, and after so many scenarios about what was being used by Morgan’s stalker(s) to make the tapping sound on our windows…the sound that would startle and create fear, I have now received a message from one of our followers that would explain the noise perfectly, especially if it had been a quarter instead of a penny.  It is still so amazing to me that when so many people, from so many walks of life, with different life experiences, get involved, they can provide such diverse information, which will lend a whole new visual to a situation.  This is why putting out all this information is so important to me – I know it will help others that may be dealing with a similar situation.

The follower wrote:  “I was following your blog quite intensely at the beginning, but I need to catch up. I have had something on my mind and I wanted to tell you. When I was reading about the tapping on Morgan’s window and found out he was on the roof, I was telling my husband about it and he told me about “Penny Tapping”  Have you heard about it?  Maybe that is what he was doing?”

I was stunned when I read this.  I looked it up on the Internet, and sure enough there was lots of information about “penny tapping.”  We know the stalker was up on our roof, our windows went all the way up to the roof just under the eaves, so it would have been easy for Morgan’s stalker to lie on his stomach on the roof, dangle fishing line over the edge and swing the penny, or quarter, or whatever he used to smack the window, and at the same time our cameras would never have picked up an image on the ground!  This was such an amazing thing to read about – I had no idea, and neither did anyone else…except maybe the stalker(s).

The roof had been his perfect hiding spot after the sheriffs had found his footprints under the windows up against our house.  From up on the roof he could see for miles around, and would have been able to see the sheriffs driving up to our house, whereas they would not have been able to detect him.

So today, almost 3 years later I am still shocked at the information that I have received from so many wonderful readers of this blog.  Information that would never even have occurred to me.  This is why I believe that stories should be shared.  I believe that local crimes, along with any pertinent information about those crimes will help to keep others safe.  Raising awareness of crimes is important, and they should be posted in the local media.  Local law enforcement has an opportunity to have more eyes, and ears on the ground in order to help catch a perpetrator if they only would share information about current ongoing crimes.  If families are aware of a situation happening in their neighborhood, or town then they will be better equipped to protect their families.  And that is all any of us want!



Justifiably Disturbed by Gangstalking…an educational site to read

This was on a link sent to me by a supporter…I didn’t put the link here for many different reasons, but thought it was a really good piece that should be seen by others and sometimes if you just put down the link people don’t click on it.  It is educational and is helping to raise awareness.  I appreciate any and all positive and educational information that I can pass on to others about stalking.  This is the picture from their site…and here is what they have to say.  I greatly appreciate them commenting – please read and learn.
Gangstalking is difficult to understand if it isn’t happening to you. If you consider yourself a skeptic, get informed. There are no INFORMED SKEPTICS. My mission is to make the incredible, credible and to help you to know the truth when you see it. Truth really is stranger than fiction.

Stalking is a Seriously Disturbing Crime

There is nothing small or insignificant about the crime of Stalking. It is not a victimless crime. Quite the contrary; in stalking a victim is the focus of the crime.  Stalking  impacts victims in a ways that may not leave visible scars, like a physical assault, but it can be every bit as damaging. Stalking should be treated as a felony in a court of law. It is an attempt to terrorize another person and ultimately control them. It is much more than the sum of its parts. It is a campaign of aggression and hostility, which clearly demonstrates a single-minded premeditated INTENT to cause harm, and distress, severely disrupting the life of another person.  That kind of criminal behaviour is deserving of felony charges. Treating it as a misdemeanor doesn’t do it justice. Stalking wasn’t even a crime until the 1990’s and the law may need a bit longer to catch up. The stories of Stalking Victims are the best way to convey how deadly serious the crime of Stalking is.

Unless you have been gangstalked, mobbed or even relentlessly stalked and/or continually harassed by an individual, it is hard to understand how disturbing it is and how it alters your life. There is a blog written by a Colorado woman about the stalking of her teenage daughter, Morgan. Morgan’s Mother recreated the notes she had written during the months of Stalking to tell the story. It is a rare look into the absolute terror and huge psychological toll that stalking victims experience. It is a harrowing story that rivals any horror film. It starts out innocuous and unfolds day by day, as cat and mouse games slowly escalate.  As you read you can feel the palpable fear and dread that Morgan and her parents experience. No one deserves to go through what this family went through.  No one deserves to be stalked by an individual, or gangstalked by a group.

Stalking and harassment are insidious crimes. The seriousness of the crime is that it is not based on one or two acts, that may, or may not, be criminal if they were isolated incidents. It is the pervasiveness that makes it such a serious crime. People that will go to great lengths and take risks to invade the life of someone who they know want nothing to do with them,  are dangerous. Stalking takes effort. It takes dedication to continually harass someone. Being stalked is extremely disturbing. Being stalked by someone who is unknown to you is even more disturbing — and harder to prove. Gang Stalking is an nothing less than an attempt to terrorize someone. It is cruel and it is evil. If you have never been stalked or mobbed, you might think “oh a bunch of idiots follow you around…. big deal…. that wouldn’t bother me.” After you read what a single stalker did to a family in a few months…. you may be able to realize what many stalkers can do to an individual over a period of years.

Here is the link to this informative site http://justifiablydisturbed.wordpress.com/gangstalking-explainedstart-here/

Halloween in 2011…Morgan had so much fun on her last Halloween

Morgan we missed you so much on Halloween…but we felt you with us as we handed out candy to all those adorable little kids.  This picture reminded us of how much fun you had on your last Halloween in 2011 with all your friends.  




I carved my first pumpkin Friday night for you Morgan.  I thought I did a decent job.  It was supposed to look like a kitty, but your sister said it looks more like Simba the lion cub…:)


Morgan Is A Very Bright Light…


Morgan with Tessi as a puppy – granted she was a big puppy, but she was very young at the time this picture was taken.  Morgan loved children and animals – they always made her smile.

Morgan was a gentle and sweet soul, existing as one with the earth.  Loved by all, and who’s bright light attracted everyone, and everything – including both light and darkness, people that were good, and people that were evil.

I really miss listening to her play her keyboard and sing.  One of the song that she used to sing almost every day was Hallelujah.  You may think it is just a coincidence, or a sign, or a whisper from an angel, but whatever you may believe in my heart every time I walk into a room and this song is playing or just goes on I “feel” like Morgan is reminding me that she is right there with me.  I “feel” a warm surge go through my back and all the sadness and longing I have to see her again becomes less because I “feel” like she is right there with me.  So on that note I would like to share with you the song below.


The most beautiful word: Hallelujah.

The most beautiful song, originally written and sung by none other than Buddhist, and Ladies’ Man, Leonard Cohen.  This song has different meanings to a lot of people but it is a beautiful song and one that makes me feel happy inside.

“And even though it all went wrong, I’ll stand right here before the Lord of song, with nothing on my tongue but ‘Hallelujah’.”

It’s, as I say, a desire to affirm my faith in life, not in some formal religious way but with enthusiasm, with emotion…It’s a rather joyous song. I wanted to write something in the tradition of the hallelujah choruses but from a different point of view…It’s the notion that there is no perfection—that this is a broken world and we live with broken hearts and broken lives but still that is no alibi for anything.

On the contrary, you have to stand up and say hallelujah under those circumstances.

~ Leonard Cohen

And most famously, by Rufus Wainwright, a version that made it into Shrek, the blockbuster children’s fave movie.

I heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music, do ya?
Well it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew ya
She tied you to her kitchen chair
And she broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Maybe there’s a God above
But all I’ve ever learned from love
Was how to shoot somebody who out drew ya
It’s not a cry that you hear at night
It’s not someone whos seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah