The gentle reader might wonder why I felt it necessary to provide the facts of the matter. Those asking this question should rest assured my reasons were well thought out and long deliberated.
First, I left Richard Lee Barteaux because he tried to kill me. The fact he was appeared to be stoned out of his mind did not reduce my terror or the impact of my injuries. The threats he had made against the unborn child then growing in my womb removed all doubt on the matter. He told me blandly he would have sex with the baby if it was a girl.
At the time I might have heard the term 'psychopathic'. but I would not have known what it meant.
As you read the time line and pages reached with links you will see the documents and the calloused disregard for the baby I would birth on 5 July1967.
You might consider my chagrin when, years later, I realized the baby I loved and fiercely defended was, herself a psychopath. See Morgan Pillsbury Gell
Some situations confront us leave no good options.
I was 17 when Richard and I married. The very idea of marrying him had become revolting to me. He was the first person I went on a date with. The first one to kiss me. But I could not think of any way out of the dilemma, as he had raped me and I assumed I would be pregnant.
So, I went along with his insistence we marry.
This site tells the story. At first, I was reluctant to tell everything, but recently realized that otherwise having married three very flawed men makes no sense.
My fourth husband, Brock is very nice, thoughtful, and intelligent.
My first three husbands - were hideous for varied reasons. We need not revisit Richard, this site provides the facts on him.
Ron and I were very unsuited to each other. When you have to write someone's papers for them in college and take there tests, it is clear the relationship will not work.
Craig was definitely intelligent but this did not make up for his other attributes, being intent on having sex with my daughters would have been enough, if I had known. This, he carefully hid from me.
Emotionally normal people are generally forgiving; knowing no one is perfect we try to be understanding.
More about No. 2 & No. 3 at the links below.
Husbands No. 2 and 3
Ronald Edward Kellett (Foster) I married him to protect little Carolyn from her legal father, Richard Lee Barteaux.
Craig Franklin AKA Allan Craig Franklin I thought our common interests would make for a good, solid marri age. Wrong again, as he was a sexual deviant.
More of these years of my life at How The NeoCons Stole Freedom and Morgan Pillsbury Gell
The child I originally named Carolyn Anne, is definitely her father's daughter.
None of my later four children are psychopathic. They have their quirks some times, but their emotions are real. They all suffered from Morgan's despicable behavior when she stayed with us. When I describe this as despicable, I am being kind. Unfortunately, my son Arthur died when he was 42. I had been his caretaker from September, 1997, after the motorcycle accident that nearly caused his death, and the suicide attempt, caused by Craig, that followed. You can find out more about Arthur at Arthur Edward Foster
