This 80 year old lady found Mr. Kahn and gave him the violin her parents bought at auction - which was his! His family were driven out of Germany 🇩🇪 by the NAZIS.
He goes back to where his home was because his parents were buried in the cemetery.
A family that loves each other, stays together ❤️
Karolina's mother's birthday
Now here's my story...
My mother and my siblings didn't care about our father and packed him to leave and drive twice as far as Florida-New York. (Beautiful New Mexico) The doctor said he couldn't even ride in a car from FL to NY because it could kill him. (He took a plane.) I sent letters to each sibling and none of them cared. My oldest sister even said it was none of my business when I called her. She complained I was going to New Mexico to help him after the priest obviously tried to kill him by poisoning him with arsenic or a similar substance, causing him to bleed out. The priest was literally watching him die and refused to call an ambulance or take him to the hospital. He was a paedophile and my siblings took his side even though they didn't know him and I said I was sure he molested children and probably killed elderly people tp steal from them. They didn't care😪
I had not seen my parents for 6 years and yet my brother who lived right near them in Upstate NY told me to leave so he could be alone with Dad -
At the time, I didn't consider this brother having a devious plan since he said he would fly down to help me get him in a decent nursing home.
and that's when he arranged to kill our father even though he was talking. He had the chest tube taken out and took advantage of him being under anesthetic and forced him to go off all medications and had him taken to hospice.
Any documents with his signature were either frauded by my mother or my brother grabbed his unconscious hand and wrote it out!
He told me that the doctor ordered it because his lungs were bleeding; which was a lie. He had been telling everybody behind my back that my father molested me! My father loved kids, loved his own kids; and when my other brother molested my younger sister and she told him; my father cried and cried; holding my 9-year old sister like he never wanted to let her go. He called police and had him arrested and my uncle, who was probably a CIA operative, stepped in and hot got my brother a chance to join the military.
This is the letter my mother wrote which she counted days from the day they killed my father only. Not for the 6 years I had not seen them; my mother didn'twant to visit me in Minnesota even though I had plenty of room for my parents to stay as long as they wanted:
My mother would not have even known where Darlene lived. Maybe Darlene called her. She was just a lady I helped once; tried to. Emphasizing she shouldnt walk up the grassy hill to the post office because it was so steep. She fell and I got out of my car to help her. She ended up suing the post office and asked me to sign a deposition that her attorney prepared. That post office had little or no parking area except for their own USPS vehicles. I refused but typed one and signed it. I think her attorney used the one they typed and forged my signature because I dated a postal clerk there and he really seemed he liked me but his supervisor probably said I made a lot of lies in the deposition. Yet he wouldnt tell me. He even had a party for all postal workers and wouldn't invite me. I was very angry and hurt and would not go to him at the post office. I would let others go ahead to avoid that. Darlene and her family moved far away from where I lived in Minnesota.
I'm sure my mother got the uncle who is a CIA operative to invade my home through other CIA operatives or the corrupted attorney did. My mother was not welcome to my apartment and when attorneys came to my door in 2006 without calling, I would not allow them in. Maybe one of them were the ones who poisoned my cat years before that This state is manipulated by organized crime.
because I rescued homeless cats in the neighbohood and someone killed two and used a taser on the nose of one! They were going to be picked up by a cat rescue organization. That was a terrible neighborhood with a state rep who lived right next door who only cared about collecting money for himself. I've lived in my current address since Jan 2013 . It's constant corruption here because of organized crime by the landlord. I did not blame the landlord in 2006-2009; he was a young man who had good intentions. He invested all his Social security money into that house which the city sold - which the city claimed certificate of occupancy for 3 apartments yet changed it to two when I moved there. They even assured ME it was legit...then they changed it after I moved in. Corey was reluctantly ordered by the City to let me take the first floor apartment. I told Corey he should sue the city - but could understand if he didn't because most attorneys are corrupted here. As time went on Corey decided to turn on me because after all, you can't fight city hall.Corey ended up going bankrupt.
I had nothing to do wih the corruption spewing from Housing. At that time, they were in debt by $160,000 so they were obviously laundering and probably embezzling money.
I moved to The East Coast because my mother enjoyed refusing to loan me $200 just for a few days to pay my rent on time. My check was delayed. The move to the East Coast cost me over $2,000 - ten Times what I asked for a few days' loan - so I had money when I was in Minnesota; but not when the rent was due. Because evil attorneys were constantly harming my life, the district manager was mean to me just because she wanted to be mean. Yet the office staff were very nice and I loved that apartment. I had a balcony and my cat loved it once she realized she couldn't jump on the edge. I fenced it in with plastic fencing. I had a roomy living room and nice kitchen/dining area and nice bedroom and bathroom. We had an indoor pool. Perfect; and I wasn't exploited or abused like I am here. My apartment rent is almost 3 times more than what I paid in Minnesota for an apartment 1/3 the size - yet I have Section 8 now, though they didn't and don't follow GUD HUD laws. This blogpost has been hacked and I crossed out their changes, etc. The prior section 8 administrator claimed that the landlord makes up the laws because "this is a project". It's NOT a project; it's a luxury apartment building that is run fraudulently, which began with Barack Obama giving Bozzutos many millions of dollars of FREE MONEY. THE AGREEMENT for this free-grant money is gone from record! I had it scanned in but my flashdrives were all stolen by the criminal underworld, lead by CIA! The greed in this state is depraved and economically destructive. The apartment I had for about two years 2010 to Jan 2013 was much larger also. But they current landlord frauded records and recorded I lived at the small one bedroom apartment in the bad part of town as my prior apartment which was frauding records since my prior apartment was on it when I signed it; which Corey COLONIAL FOUNTAIN MANAGEMENT owned. Still, that apartment had a bedroom and living room and large kitchen. My current apartment is like a hotel room. I now have Govt subsidy after all these struggles. Yet they help themselves in my apartment and vandalize it. Including poisoning my food. I had to be on Cipro for ten days two times and another time the doctor said she couldn't see me anymore which is really not legal but this state is so corrupted they probably pressured her because she was a good doctor. I don't see any doctor around here anymore.
I use the srikeover tool because I don't like to confuse people changing words they read - yet were altered by cyber crime. In 2003, My cat was poisoned by an illegal intruder who forced my nail polish down her and maybe more. The nail polish was open. My cat smelled of nail polish remover. My apartment bldg was owned by a group of crooked attorneys.
I had nothing to do with my relatives because they killed our father! And my younger brother treated it all like a joke and called my father and I answered the phone. He was laughing and not once did he even ask our dad if he needed anything or if I needed anything. He stole my store yet promised to turn over the money when he sold it and cheated my father and me. His wife wanted him to. She had cheated on him with an attorney she "worked" for. And maybe there were others. My brother snapped at me for visiting him and told me I couldn't go in the house! Later I even paid him to clean my carpet and something caused me to trip when I was pouring coffee and I Said the scotch guard didn't work and asked if he could have someone return to clean it. He refused!
I never opened this box from mother...
It is small and probably a senseless item. She was more obsessed about me opening it than caring about her own husband of over 50 years - my father.
My mother died in August 2024 - obviously plotted by my crooked landlord who fraudulently claimed I didn't pay my rent for August and September, stealing what they figured was my only copy of my checks for rent. I submitted proof I paid the rent yet the corrupted court and FAKE JUDGE whose Juris Number doesn't exist, ordered me to be evicted. I appealed and due to unexpected medical reasons, the case was allowed extension of time to September. I was in the hospital and on IV antibiotics and my spleen has lesions from working so hard on my immunity problem.
I will open the box now..
My mother only said it was from her; not her and my father! And my father said he was going to New Mexico to write a book. He asked my mother to go with him. She refused! And then gets mad at me for not opening this senseless box which most likely was her way of tormenting me. She stole my job, then quit and I lost income to keep my mortgage paid on.my business! My other mortgage was paid off!
She got the sheriffs to wake me at about 5am to force me at the hospital - telling them I was crazy and fortunately I saw a decent doctor and he said I could leave, there was no need to be there. I went to work - one of the military people from the artillery division actually picked me up and took me to the office. My supervisor laughed over it; which I found quite uncaring and he may have helped my mother get a sheriff.
My mother confessed over a year later and even laughed like a child despite the trauma she put me through. I tolerated many abuses from her and yet my siblings treated me like I deserved it since they probably expected me to die and they planned to get rich from a fake lawsuit the attorney had no intention of defending my rights on. My mother retained him. She had poor social skills like a child and was easily persuaded. Not my father. He said he wouldn't have done that. That attorney was tied to organized crime. His brother paid a hitman to kill the President Of Chile just because he refused to sell Pepsi in his country!
I was hit head-on by a 20-ton truck when I was 19. [That was many years ago.] On vacation from school and work yet called in to work. My mother badgered me to go. I was offered manager's pay. Yet he obviously knew I was going to be hit by the sander truck. It was punishment for telling a stalking sex trafficker to leave me alone; he was a pig.
I may add more later but need a break.
The jewelry is missing now. As I recall. I left it on the table when I left my apartment. I forgot to hide them; I will keep looking...They will steal these things out of my apartment now. The same ones who made my mother die so they could profit from the expected inheritance.
My mother didn't even put me in her will yet an attorney sent me a letter demanding I sign approval! I called them and was angry and ended up hanging up in them. I sent a letter to my sister with no response. I sent a letter to a nephew and said don't bother responding yet made it clear that the estate was earned by Dad and she and my brother conspired with the paedophile priest to kill him. I got nothing from my father's death and my mother would not return the unopened box with a computer I mailed him (for free by UPS) and gave it to the evil priest instead! I had to drive in the winter from rest stop to rest stop all the way back to Connecticut.
When a former boyfriend and I broke up, he stole all my things. He got a girl at work pregnant! My mother took his side and told me to let him have everything 😪 No thanks to her, I took him to court and got my things back and recovered and had a much better life without him. Yet that wasn't going to last because he resented it and was part of the organized crime. His mother even wrote a mean note and put it under my windshield wiper in the parking lot.
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You do the right thing by staying close to your parents, Karolina. Don't be in a hurry to leave home, either. If you need more privacy then build an apartment off the house. We are in very dangerous times and you are at risk for being taken advantage of. Keep your loving spirit but keep your loving family first. You probably already realize your father and mother have protected you on occasions.
I live within my means. I pay my bills. So dont think I'm trying to get a handout. If this crooked state ends up evicting me after I submit my briefs in September, I will say good riddens, you crooks! I'm so traumatized by all the corruption. I will leave the state. It will be very difficult which they will enjoy!
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