Sojourner Truth House Domestic Violence Shelter 1992

Severe night terrors after being held captive for a week during Christmas again my abusive ex brutally attacked me every Christmas since that arson murder that cold Christmas day 1984 all the elderly persons perished in he and Gargano fire it was as if he would relive the arson murders and take it out on me every single Christmas eve terror began there I was this time tied up to a chair while he rant rave spit talking with his hands i shook flinched from his every gesture as he attacked me pulling my hair punching me finally he would let my daughter walk to the bathroom with me then back in the chair he took all the doors off the hinges and nailed them to the window making the house pitch black no sunlight dressed in army fatigues holding a k force army knife he kelp after being kicked out with a nothing to lose attitude putting the knight to my neck children and I escaped to the sojourners truth home why I was still very much in contact with the fbi blessings finally a kind compassionate man who worked for Ciro Gargano the arson murderer of nine he was actually his his driver running errands but soon rose to being his business partner doing odd jobs around the shop the driver Ciro always sent him when ever I was stranded this time he located us in the shelter with tears in his eyes he said you deserve better your kids deserve a home warm beds you shouldn't have to fear any man it was then I knew he would no doubt handle my abusive ex it was only a matter of time he told me it was okay he will take care of us to my surprise he did just that he brought coffee donuts for staff gave me a newspaper he spent all day with us calling landlords at the park until I found a home he then took us shopping for beds bedding drapes boots coats he was an angel Ciro Gargano was now in prison on weapons and drugs charges calling me collect everyday I never let him know the fbi was there I was communicating with Milwaukee fbi ciro sent his business partner the driver to pay my phone bills keeping communication was a must the fbi insisted I certainly never forgot I was working for the fbi wearing wires buying weapons and drugs because of those murders I was trapped ciros mother Mary Gargano also sent us 250 dollars twenty five for each one of my children she loved my children never forget birthdays holidays she worried about us she kelp Ciro Gargano books till her death I was very fragile being abused hiding when the fbi called an Iraqi cornerstore merchant trading wic coupons food stamps for weapons to gang members I went under cover the entire storefront was removed I was filled with fret my abusive ex husband was bitter enraged this germantown was dangerous Milwaukee killers it wasn't long I witnessed a murder in broad daylight seated with the fbi supervisor Leroy Heimbach he transferred from Arlington heights Illinois he was sweet kind he gave me two jars of honey things were looking up but I was petrified the killers would retaliate plus my abusive ex was threatening to shoot himself and me he hid in my and two shots from his pistol went off twice one for him and one for me after months of horror I feared my safety I actually left everything new beds and all relocated back to Ohio protected by retired sheriff fouth of july 1992 he took care of the children and I being a domestic violence victim material things just pass you by you learn to enjoy the simple pleasures and god and never forgot the kind angels who protected my children and I god bless domestic violence shelters of America God bless the federal bureau of investigation God bless the United States of America You're Safe now Honey.