My Precious Alison

My oldest daughter, Alison’s second memorial was August 1, 2022. Her first was the beginning of July of this year. She passed away January 24, 2022, and if it weren’t for my precious middle daughter, Lexi I’d still not know that my precious Alison had been ill for about five years with Breast Cancer, or that she was at risk of losing her life.

I hadn’t been in contact with any of my daughters, or other family members,as I had been living in the streets, off and on for years, struggling to retain employment from my car.

I was devastated when I heard about my Alison, and tried to contact her via text and email. She was not happy to hear from me, and her once warm and loving feelings for me had vanished. She was very bitter, but then again she was ill, so I couldn’t blame her.

All three of my daughters, (Alison, Lexi and Kelly) and I had been estranged for over twenty years, which was breaking my heart😢💔

Why?

I’ll tell you why. I married my second husband in 1974 from Michigan, my daughters and I were fourth and fifth generation Californians. We were a team of the happiest souls in the world, although I was sad that my marriage to my high school sweetheart, Ned had failed. I was still determined that the girls (six and four) and I would have the family we all needed and wanted. The family I’d dreamt about.

My parents were deceased and my three much older sisters did not have my best interest at heart; to what degree, I wasn’t totally aware at that time.

I was twenty three years old when I met Richard “Rick” Lynn Davis ll. It was an instant connection up in Snowbird,Utah
during an all parent’s ski vacation with my daughter’s weekly ski group. This was in January 1974.

Yes I had my daughters on snow skis as they learned to walk.

Rick loved the mountains, snow skiing, waterskiing, and came from a third generation Detroit, Michigan business background in the auto industry. We were the perfect match I was sure, but had my attorney,(also a relative of mine) Anthony “Tony” M. Kennedy get an B&B on his family business just to make sure Rick and his family were on the up and up; not after my daughter’s and my millions of dollars in inheritance.

“Rick passed” so said Tony and our wedding was planned for August 10, 1974 on the shores of Lake Tahoe, a dream come true event surrounded by my whole family and a few of Rick’s. Officiated by the Episcopal Bishop of Northern, California , Bishop Hayden. He even counseled Rick and I for a bit to make sure we were both on the same page for a marriage and raising children together.

We passed🤗

However, the once positive, light hearted and loving man I married started turning on me on our honeymoon. He became very controlling, and along the way across the United States from California to Michigan we experienced some ups and downs that seemed to be worked out as we pulled into the driveway of the condo we were renting in Moon Lake, in West Bloomfield, Michigan. My girls and our belongings were on their way to meet us in a matter of days.

I recall having feelings like, “I can’t do this” concerning Rick, but in my mind I told myself,”You made a commitment, you cannot fail twice and who would ever support you through a second failure. You must work together with Rick to have a loving supportive marriage and family life.”

And so my mind was made up, the girls arrived from California and soon after all our belongings showed up.

It did not take me long to nest in, get the girls registered for school and meet new friends for both the girls and myself. Then school started in the middle of September.

Soon I noticed Rick controlling now my daughters, especially Alison. I cautioned him about his parenting style, which with no personal experience of his own with children, was not good, but I felt he was teachable.I read and sought counseling for us. Rick partook, but seemed not to listen to our counselor. Rick, felt at the time, none of the counselors and therapists were any good.

I was about twenty four years old then and wasn’t quite sure what this meant; knew only that Rick was an avoider, but why? I also had never heard the term narcissist. It was not used in those days.

The years passed, with many ups, more ups than downs, but the downs were hurting my daughters and myself. Rick picked sides between my two oldest daughters, Alison and Lexi; one day Alison was no good, the next Lexi was in the hot seat. Alison grew to resent her stepfather and I didn’t blame her. I supported her in this. Rick and I had a younger daughter, Kelly whom he never held accountable for anything. Her half sisters saw this and became very jealous. And, I certainly understood why. Meanwhile Rick was loving, kind and accepting of me outwardly, but behind the scenes, and with innuendo in front of others,he was demeaning, abusive and cruel. He also was constantly screaming at me about my spending money, my money.

My life became a long journey, often painful, through alternative medicine, American Indian culture, spirituality and psychology. My goal was to help my daughters grow up happy and healthy while dealing with an emotionally abusive,controlling and secretive stepfather. My other goal was having a transparent loving marriage.

By this time our marriage was only about ten years old, during which I felt my purpose was to protect my precious daughters, explain to them what I believed was going on with Rick, and manage to have a normal happy family life to boot. Otherwise our lives, to the outside world, and often to ourselves, was beautiful; full of friends, summer trips to the lakes and mountains, winter ski trips, celebrations of my daughter’s and Rick’s milestones, graduations from high school and college and beautiful weddings, with plenty of photos to prove all the joy.

However our family weaknesses continued. Rick still wouldn’t attend marriage counseling or family counseling; continued to attack me for spending my own money, by the way, and grew more secretive displaying now very unusual quirks, ticks and habits not present earlier in his life.

One day Rick announces that all Alison’s funds in her trust were gone, and blames this on Alison and me. I actually believed him.

Then during the twenty second and twenty third year of our marriage, Rick started releasing me from many family projects I’d always been happily responsible for; you know like organizing his business Christmas parties, his parents yearly wedding anniversary and the decorating of his new business address. I could feel it and I’d ask, “Why are you demoting me in this family? Well it feels like this anyway?” He’d give me a kurt answer like, “Well you’re so busy, that’s why.” I responded with, “ I believe it’s my decision as to whether I’m too busy is it not?” He’d say, “Debbie you are too sensitive!”

My father used to say to me, “Debbie dear you’re making a mountain out of a molehill” and I believed him.

My first mistake in life!

By this time in Rick and my marriage, I was well on my way to being the fashion designer I had always dreamed of being, while studying fashion design with, Christiane Mckormick, a professor from Parson’s of New York off and on for 18 years out of her home. Not to mention Christiane was like a mother to me.

My two oldest daughters were married, and Kelly was in college.

I was earning up to twenty five hundred dollars a garment, taking special orders; one of a kind pieces for clients.

Rick displayed very poor behavior concerning my work and my love for it. I’d say he was very jealous. In fact I had years earlier accused him of being jealous of Alison because of her natural talent; it was the reason he was so cruel to Alison emotionally. Then Lexi showed great promise as a downhill ski racer, and Rick got jealously ugly towards her.

Mind you, by this time in my marriage, I had become a scholar in men’s hidden soul pain and how it translated to relationships with women. I was still trying to help Rick understand this and offer opportunities to him for healing this in himself. I had been schooling my daughters on the subject as well, in the effort to save their precious self worth. I often found authors who wrote about the importance of the father figure in daughter’s lives, emotional abuse and why men hated women. I’d give books to my girls concerning this subject often. My all time favorite? Women Who Run With The Wolves by Clarissa Pincola Estes.

So in spite of Rick’s absolute denial of the kind of change he needed to complete in order to be a good father to daughters, I felt proud to be pulling up the slack with the education I was supplying for my beautiful girls.

We sure had everything else going right in our lives together otherwise, is the way I thought about our family challenge.

Then one day I met an outrageously talented furniture designer and builder, Larry Green at The Western Design Conference, where I was too invited to display my work, in Cody, Wyoming. He reminded me of my great grandfather Breuner. Larry and I decided to collaborate in our work. He would design and build beautiful dress forms for my clothing. Shockingly, Rick was super excited for me and wanted to do all the business part of our new business together. I figured he had finally seen the light and overcome his soul jealousy. He invited Larry out to our cabin in Sun Valley, Idaho at Christmastime to discuss the business plan. This too very unusual as Rick hated people he didn’t know to come to our home, much less have them stay overnight? Rick was also quite aware of the friendships I had over the years with men. In fact Rick became best friends with one of my friends from Sacramento, California just after he and I were married…Dick Prater.

And it turns out I was right about my thoughts and concerns. Hours after Larry showed up, Rick started a rumor, at a party we all attended, about my having an affair with Larry. The business help was all a lie; Rick had a plan obviously. The next day on the mountain skiing I could see the rumor had already taken affect in all our friend’s faces.

I was furious and broken hearted to be so betrayed. I was totally embarrassed by the way Rick was treating Larry, especially after I had raved about Rick to him before he showed up at our home.

A year after the Christmastime fiasco…

The weekend before Rick and I were to go on vacation, in October 1997, Lexi came home from Chicago where she and her new husband, David were living, to visit and retain some funds from her trust account. More shock hits my soul. Rick tells Lexi all her funds are gone! This time he says I spent the funds, but does so behind my back first, then openly, as Lexi seems to be now questioning me.

I put a call into our money manger Fred Mirbach, who never called me back.

Days later Rick tries to murder me while scuba diving in the Cayman Islands.

I survived, obviously, and called all three of my daughters in a complete panic. Not one of them believed me! I therefore received no support, just, “You’re nuts!”

At this point I’m feeling like my whole family was in on this, but why? And what was this?

I lived with Rick another eight months, as I insisted on his going to therapy. He treated me like I was a complete worthless POS, and would tell therapists that I was “nuts” , and felt I was likely mentally ill like my mother; someone Rick had never met. I rarely saw my daughters whom, I believe today, were instructed, by Rick, to stay away from me at all costs! He had also managed to get to my three sisters and most all my friends, while lying through every word he spoke about me.

By this time the only friend I had left in this world was Larry who remained supportive of me totally. Supportive in a way that only resembled the support I used to get from my precious mother.

One day when I couldn’t take it anymore I packed my bags and left for Sun Valley, Idaho to live in my small log vacation home.

I told Rick I’d come home as soon as he made a true commitment to getting help, and do it!

He never did and the violent lies about me continued and so did his betrayal. Over the next year Rick came out to Sun Valley, Idaho to rekindle our relationship he said, and I agreed. But he instead tried to kill me again. I had no idea why he would ever think of doing this? I just knew our marriage was over, and he liked it like this, while he continued to spread untrue rumors to my daughters, family and friends.

Meanwhile Larry and I agreed to get going on our business together, and he moved to Sun Valley for the summer, renting a small home in Hailey, Idaho.

We did very well, having a small manufacturing business in Ketchum, Idaho, and traveling to Colorado to the Denver Merchandise Mart for shows.

Rick and I were divorced in 2000.

In 2004 I found out that Rick had been pulling a Bernie Madoff on my daughters and myself through our whole marriage. He and his family had been embezzling all our trusts, having fake statements sent to our home every month indicating all was well with the accounts, while laundering these funds into his family business. But this wasn’t enough, just like Organized Crime, he kept after me from behind the scenes, after the divorce, likely extorting bankers, attorneys and others to destroy me financially using more federal crimes. He got all three of my daughters on his side believing his lies about me, that is my spending all my funds and stealing theirs,(in spite of my giving them these funds as babies)

Seems like I finally found out the reason why Rick was annihilating my character. He was scapegoating onto me to cover his financial crimes and he had started this blame as my daughters grew up, setting a precedent, slowly blaming me for spending to cover up his embezzling, extortion and laundering.

Larry and my business equipment was picked up out of my home design room and thrown into the mud. Larry’s workshop destroyed too.

We ended up homeless and penniless, together,purposely created by Rick Davis and his Organized Crime brothers in 2007.

However, by this time, Larry and I had both been completely ostracized by our families. Rick was bouncing around between California and Michigan taking my relatives out for meals and paying for them; he was offering to pay for all my grandchildren ‘s college education, and what else more, I don’t know? I do know the money he was spending on them, was what he had embezzled from his stepdaughters, likely his one own daughter and myself.

My family of origin wouldn’t assist me because they too had been stealing funds from me, years earlier, I would find out.

Rick’s new wife Lauren Symington Davis was/is a financial advisor, likely the person who helped Rick embezzle over the years. All I know is she was in his life way before I was gone as his sex partner.

She insinuated herself into my precious daughter’s lives, by giving them funds while telling them I had abandoned them, when in fact I was merely standing up for myself against a husband who tried twice to kill me, and now I know why? He wanted to make sure he wasn’t caught for embezzling.

Rick and Lauren even had family photos taken with my daughters indicating they were family.

This has gone on for over twenty years, while Larry and I continued to be targeted no mater what great opportunity we had to rebuild, and always landing back in the streets, our car, or benches at the airports. My daughters and family no longer considered me even a relative.

I hadn’t been able to get the authorities to do anything, although this has finally changed, just like in the Bernie Madoff story.

I do know by now that many in my family are part of the crimes against my daughters and me; for awhile I believed my daughters were part of this too. I no longer do, they were just manipulated by money and lies to turn against their mother as a cover up to hide the crimes their stepfather and my sisters committed.

Larry and I finally got somewhat back on our feet about three years ago, and my middle daughter, Lexi and I reunited. She gets all of this and we have enjoyed almost two years of great joy by phone daily. I had also learned that my Alison was dealing with Cancer.

Shocked, I reached out to her.

We texted and emailed a bit, then I said something wrong and I was ostracized again. I could see she had become violently hateful towards me, which killed me; however we were once very close, loving and supportive of each other. We sometimes fought like school girls as she did with Lexi, but we had a very strong relationship; Alison, Lexi and I were a team that came into Rick’s life. And then beautiful Kelly was born, and I always have thought of all my daughter’s as God’s gifts to me.

Our joyful relationship was obviously gone now, and with Lexi talking to me, she was still more hateful towards me, and suddenly Lexi too. Kelly wouldn’t speak to either Lexi or myself; only Alison.

Thank God Lexi kept me informed, as Alison’s little family struggled with both she and her husband, Jeff having Cancer. Alison was in remission. I wanted so badly to get on a plane to go see her, but Larry and I were still fighting for our lives financially, we were just better than we had been in years in many ways, but Larry had also had a stroke caused by medical malpractice and I was his only caregiver. I couldn’t leave him alone, nor did I have the funds to get to Michigan.

Lexi remained in contact with Alison and kept me informed. Jeff kept Lexi informed to a degree after he finally got out of the hospital from his Cancer. Both Lexi and I begged Alison not to get the Covid Vaccine. This made Alison even more angry, so we backed off.

Then at Christmastime this last year 2021, apparently after Alison did in fact not only get the Covid Vaccine, but a booster too, her Cancer came back like a vengeance within days.

Jeff was contacting relatives about Alison’s condition, indicating she was not doing well. He wrote Lexi saying he would like to find a way to get me to Michigan, from Colorado, to see Alison, only he soon dropped this idea and instead focused on letting Lexi know when she could fly out to Michigan from Oregon. He kept playing around with dates when Lexi could come. Lexi was wanting to be respectful of Jeff’s wishes so she held back from just getting on a plane and going. He wasn’t allowing Lexi to talk to her sister, her soul mate.

Then the next message Lexi got was Alison had passed away. She immediately contacted me.

Poor little Lexi felt such guilt for not being there; I was devastated to lose my daughter Alison after twenty plus years of estrangement, brought on by her stepfather’s crimes that he continues to manipulate family into not believing. He taught my beautiful daughters to hate me with his lies. My sisters have joined in as well with lies about me to cover their financial crimes against me before I even had a trust. It’s a perfect storm.

…and it gets worse!

Whether Alison was convinced to hate me, or just plain did because of this family trauma, which Rick created with his lust and greed, I don’t know? Alison may have even told her husband not to allow me in her sight as she died? She may have told Jeff to keep her sister, Lexi , away. I don’t know? We likely never will😢

It doesn’t matter, I loved Alison with all my heart and always will. I know she loved me as well. I understand the problem; likely the Stockholm Syndrome. Again Rick and Lauren covering the crimes, keeping my girls away from me so there would be no strength in numbers against them.

Nevertheless, this whole scenario is the outcome of unaddressed by proper authorities financial crimes, while today Rick and Lauren are likely arrogantly running a Bernie Madoff Ponzi Scheme within their investment company, which they run together. I feel confident they are investing and embezzling for relatives of mine, and others, using my daughters and my funds as their foundation.

I will always know in my heart that Rick and his alterer motives killed my daughter, Alison as sure as if he put a gun to her head. Stress and trauma cause illness , and the way he treated her when she was young, threatened to not love her if she didn’t do as he expected when she was older, and trashing her once beloved mother was enough for this sensitive beautiful soul.

This week was Alison’s 55 Birthday and second memorial, held in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. I wasn’t informed by my son-in-law Jeff. I wasn’t informed of the first one held in early July in West Bloomfield, Michigan. There’s a private Facebook page for all family member’s of Alison’s; I wasn’t welcomed here either.

My precious Lexi informed me❤️

Unfortunately my Lexi is the second scapegoat in this family for outwardly loving me, and hated for it.

My Kelly is suffering too; her resolve with Rick as her controlling father is to hate me. She’s been told she is bipolar, and looks like taking serious drugs for this. One’s body swells from inflammation caused by drugs, she doesn’t even need.

Rick has of course turned her against me; someone who truly loves her. I don’t use my daughters to gain power while advising them to believe anything that could or will hurt them. Teaching Kelly that the anger she experienced and may still, which likely comes from losing her mother, is bipolar is insane!

This separation between my daughters and myself, purposely created by Rick, his lies, efforts to keep me so penniless I can’t get to my girls, keeping us apart, is truly evil.

I raised her; Kelly is not bipolar. The medications have caused her to gain many pounds, possibly made her more angry, and causing serious problems after long term use of antidepressants.

Tell me what kind of father would purposely keep daughters away from their mother? A guilty father that has a lot to hide.

Shame on those whom have claimed to love me, and never even thought to get the other side of this story; 20 years plus lost in lies, where there could have been family and enjoyed my grandchildren. As it is I’ve only met two when they were babies. The other four I have never met. If you have ever seen the film about Bernie Madoff you’ll realize I’m not lying about embezzlement.

The embezzlement of my daughters and my trusts, and my catching Rick, caused all this.

All I can do now is say, “Farewell my sweet precious child, Alison.I love you and always will. You are one of my gifts from God and now He has taken you home to rest. Your life was sad,difficult but covered with love from me and grand moments of joy; I’m so sorry for whatever I did to add to this. Through education, I tried so hard to relieve you of a family curse so to speak; that is beautiful talented independently wealthy women being crushed by jealous men.

Just know I did not leave or abandon you; I was purposely thrown into the streets with no money or roof over my head just for standing up for myself against abuse; abuse from narcissistic men which runs back through many generations in the Kaseberg/Breuner family. I spent years just surviving, while Rick and my sisters lied to you about me and your grandmother. The truth is, we, the women in this family, have all been chastised by men who just couldn’t and can’t accept our brilliance. And what I mean by brilliance is simple; it’s God’s light radiating from our souls as it can in all souls. But jealous men radiate evil.

You spent years seeking self acceptance through therapy and antidepressants. Why? Because of abusive men in your life, while your mother (me) actually worked all her life to uncover and change this status quo and support you in every way. But the men in our lives became even crueler towards me as I tried to make my point, ( often defending you)and you believed them over me. There’s that patriarchal abuse again. What I had to say and teach you meant nothing, because what I exposed about them created such anger that they abused you further with lies about your mother to get back at me. I just couldn’t manage to find a way to show you what their abuse was doing to you; they abused you for loving your mother, so you stopped to get your father’s sick attention, as I posed healthy love and respect for you.

I have been a wonderful mother to you, Lexi and Kelly; tried to teach you something this family generation needed to learn. Help change the direction of generations of women and men to come in our family, such as for my grandchildren, and the way they either treat women or how women think of themselves. I just need to learn that this is a process, and obviously I merely got the ball rolling as I made life even worse for myself watching evil minded men, take my daughters away from me, with their abuse, and being punished for exposing a truth.

Things are getting better now, in my life, and all I wanted to do is reunite with my beautiful daughters.

Instead I lost one😢

However we will meet again🙏❤️❣️😘

I love you with all my ❤️

P.S. I was just informed of your beautiful headstone. I’m thinking Rick purchased it with the funds he embezzled from you, me Lexi and Kelly; how outrageous! I think you would have better liked these funds to live your life to the fullest.

I am so sorry Sweetie.

Thank you for your sincere apology; it is accepted❤️🤗

This will all get worked out; meanwhile you rest and do your art❤️