An Open Letter about a Septic System, an Architect, and a Black Widow

Part of Dora’s Travesty of Justice

The Architect returned for more money before I could send a document regarding the rules and regulations of the monetary reward. He did not want to wait before the county finished certification. He hoped that he could convince us that we obtained our final permit, but we did not. Instead, the county became confused about our certification and didn’t give the final permit to the properties. Out of nowhere, he re-sent a three month old communication demanding more money. We are still awaiting an official document from the county regarding the final permit for the septic system and the associated buildings. As soon as we receive the final documentation from the county, we will have a conversation with the Architect. We are still in the dark as to the disposition of the county’s final action.

The two stories below are related to the Septic Debacle.

On to the story of a Black Widow. As you know Curly Senior was the brains behind the heist perpetrated against us. He reminded Curly Jr. and Egbert to retrieve the items from our storage locker a few months before Curly Senior married Barb. Right before October, Barb wrote on his Facebook page the words honey bare instead of honey bear, so intelligence is not her forte, but she knows how to pick her prey. Last October, around the time of the heist, Curly Senior got married to Barb, the Black Widow. He had no clue that she did not marry him for his lack of wit and lack of beauty. She needed money. He did the best to help Curly Jr. and Egbert’s finances. Why was there not a Prenuptial Agreement? Curly Senior would not know anything about a Prenuptial anyway when he married Barb and she was the love of his life.

Barb lived in a mobile home close to the Washington state border with Oregon, but she knew when there was a nice amount of money for her if she married Curly Sr. so she slowly killed Curly Senior with radiator fluid. She was proud of herself as well as unaware that death would come as quickly as it did. We saw her across the street-so happy, but Curly Senior looked ill last March. It was a slow death with intermittent illness and no one would suspect. Curly Sr. drank a fifth of whisky every day whether he needed it or not. A point of interest, Barb married him and he died five months later. Now, the house was hers. Before his marriage, Curly Sr. gleefully gave his house to Barb in the event of his death. Our community had no idea, invited Barb to be there for the honor celebrating Curly Sr. death. That day, she put Curly Sr.’s house on the market and moved back to her mobile home with Curly’s brand new car. She evidentially sold the other three cars, but kept her old dilapidated pick-up truck back at the house that she put on the market. What a productive day for Barb. It could have been sticky, but she murdered Curly Sr., put the house on the market and sold three cars in one day. She knew his intermittent illness would finally kill him as it it took longer to kill the old geezer compared to her previous husband.

Barb finally came to town for three weeks before she killed Curly Senior. She used radiator fluid in his daily glass of whisky. She had to be sure he would eventually die from this, but because he also was an anti-Vaxer and had many health complications, death would probably be speedy. I am sure that he signed everything he had left to her.

His relationship with Curly Jr. was always rocky. They had a contentious relationship. Curly Jr. knew that he would receive an inheritance from Curly Sr. so he could leave his 25 foot trailer. He was a handyman who did not get much work. He too was an alcoholic so he started his day late due to his hang overs. His drink of choice was beer, a twelve pack each evening. But, all that would change soon after Curly Senior met Deb. Deb had all this figured out. She felt nothing for Curly Jr. and kicked him to the curb. Curly Jr’s wife had PTSD living with Curly Jr and his alcoholism and abuse. The Sheriff spoke with him about the capers. He claimed to be innocent of any wrong doing so the Sheriff got back to his coffee and donuts. But, Karma handled their fate instead. Bye-Bye to the Curly Family.

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