DENNIS GLYNN BEAL

Dennis and I met October 31,1997 to discuss me driving for him.This meeting turned into a dinner date

and we found that we had a lot in common and had a mutual like for each other.Dennis and I had decided to start seeing each other

but we both agreed to keep it to ourselves as we didn't want the drivers to know.Dennis at the time team
drove with another women Arlene G.that he had assured me he was not intimate with.Found out after we were married that they were sleeping with each other.But I am getting a head of myself.
I started driving for Dennis Beal Trucking ,his trucks were leased to Superior Transfer.Dennis and I
started seeing each other everyday trying to hide our relationship to keep private what we were starting
to feel.No, to everyone who has ever thought that Dennis cheated on someone else to see me ,it is a lie.

Dennis had been divorced to his first wife at least six maybe seven years ,I also had been divorced

six years.We had every legal right to see each other.Although I had still not been let in on the secret that he had also been engaged for the last seven years.When I did find out about this ,Dennis explained that he had
asked Darthy to marry him seven years before and she accepted his ring,a $3,000.00 ring,but refused to marry
him or have intimate relations till he bought her the house that she wanted,that was at the time in the 400,000

dollar range.Dennis had a bread box house that the living room was the office,two tiny bedrooms,a very small bathroom and a half way remolded kitchen.The flooring was plywood.Darthy was

the mother of the mechanic that Dennis had to work on the trucks was Delbert (went by the handle papa smurf )and his wife was the secretary,Karen.
Dennis also made me believe that the three of them were just waiting for him to" kick the bucket "
take everything he had worked for.
Dennis and I had enjoyed our time together and he had to get on the truck with the women he team drove with.I was single driving at the time.Dennis kissed me and at the time he said this it didn't mean anything
more than ,(my interpretation at the time it was said,was that he had never enjoyed being with someone more
than with me)He said"If I never see you again,you were the best I ever had".This statement didn't cause me to
think anything different than what I had interpreted it too be ,till way later after we were married.
The next day we met up at the terminal in Morristown,Maryland. Later that evening I was given a "hot"load going to Denver.I had not slept all day so I pulled over at a truck stop and got some sleep and took off early the next morning.I had turned my CB radio off because the night before as I turned into the truck stop I was asking how to get on I-70 for my trip in the morning.The response was a disgusting one telling me what I could get on.So my radio was off when I headed out.I found my way on I-70.The date I believe was November 22,
1997.The date maybe off a day or two,as it is 2012 and there are so many things about this marriage to Dennis Beal I try never to remember.It was early in the morning ,not quite light yet.I was traveling west
bound on I-70 singing along with the radio.There was a truck ahead of me creeping along,so I got into the hammer lane to pass him.I was thinking there must have been a upgrade he was trying to climb but it was not an upgrade,it was a 50 mile a hr curb,the state of Pennsylvania had one 50 ml an hr sign on the right hand
side so when I moved into the hammer lane his trailer covered the sign from my sight.I was traveling approx 65-70 mls per hr.Now in the truck if you have a top heavy load you probably should be doing less that the requested speed. I had no idea how the load had been loaded because it was already sealed when I picked it up.But low and behold,the load was top heavy with books ,books shift,and if a curb request 50 mls an hr for regular traffic the big trucks should be doing 35-45 mls per hr. My view of the sign was blocked so I had no time to slow down before getting into the curb.The load shifted  as I went into the curb and the trailer went over,as the trailer went over the tractor went over.Now at this point I will say something that many will disagree on but many will agree if
you see the accident pictures.I did not have my seat belt on and it saved my life NOT having it on.As the tractor went over I closed my eyes and I thought to myself I am going to die,and as clear and audible
as two people talking together,I heard a voice I knew to be THE LORD say,"NOT YET" and there was a peace in that truck and in me ,around me that I had felt on two other occasions. in my life,(once in Iran and once when I was praying to the Lord concerning divorcing my first  husband and that I had to let him have conservator parent ,while I would have the visitation of weekends and holidays)I had fallen in between the seats and my right leg got caught around the bottom of the driver seat,in the crushing of the truck my right
leg got wound around the drivers  seat and I could hear my bone crushing.The truck had fallen 50 feet upside down off the cliff of the mountain.I guess I was laying there a few minutes,but it seemed like hours,
a man had run up to the truck ,I could see him out the windshield putting out the fire and yelling at me to turn the ignition off ,if I could reach it.Now if anyone has a right to say they met an angel I say I met one in human man form.How awful I feel I can not remember his name.He broke the window and crawled inside
with me to see if I was ok.He had cut is own self ,I believe,as he crawled in .I do have a HERO.He told me his name ,asked me mine.I was Deborah Kay Abshari ,although divorced six years I kept my married name
from my first husband.He had already called the police and fire departments,along with ambulance.He told
me he was a off duty paramedic on his way in to work.He talked small talk,asking me questions,to keep me
coherent.At one point I tried to move my leg that was already broke and we heard another crack.The fire
department and police were working hard to try to open up the truck without harming me any more than I already was.It took about two and a half hrs for them to dig me out with the jaws of life,my HERO,staying with me the whole time.At one point I began to pass out and he gently patted my face and said Deborah,you have come this far I'm not going to let you slip away now.And with that I started talking again,which probably was something Ive always had no problem doing.Talking,Ive always been very social.So finally
they opened the truck up and very painfully lifted me up on a stretcher,into the ambulance.Inside I could
hear the man telling someone how it wasn't until they got me out of the truck that I started screaming bloody murder of the pain and shock.Another testimony of what the Holy Spirit brings with Him,peace,not going to say no pain,but bearable that you are able to deal..He surrounded me with peace and love,comfort,and a
HERO that cared to stay with me through it all,do not forget he had injuries also.But he waited till I was safe and secure before letting them tend to him.It breaks my heart I was never able to see or speak to this man
my gratitude for his heroism that day.In the ambulance I kept my eyes tightly shut as they started working on me.You've always heard'"never get caught with dirty under ware you never know what might happen."Well to my embarrassment I did not wear any that day and I believed I may have peed on myself.No bra on either
so by the time they had cut all the material I laid there stark naked thinking I need something for this pain,please give me some kind of drug to knock me out.The hospital was 45 miles back to Haggerstown,MD.By the time we got to the hospital I was dehydrated and begging for some water.
they couldn't give me any because I was to go into emergency surgery.I was asked a lot of questions and I
couldn't answer a one point because my mouth was so dry.One of the nurses was genitally understanding.
I don't know how long I was in surgery but when I woke up I was in a hospital bed,in a room and Dennis
and Chuck,safety of Superior Transfer,was siting in chairs waiting for me to wake up.Chuck had gone after some coffee and Dennis came over to the bed and whispered "I love you"in my ear and gave me a deep
kiss before Chuck came back in.Oh and to my shame and disappointment I was told that the driver that I had passed told the officers that he didn't come down to see if I was ok because
he didn't want to see my remains.Fellow truck drivers is your in humaneness ever ending.Do you (truck drivers)ever qualify to be human?I AM SO PROUD OF MY HERO EVEN THOUGH I DON'T KNOW HIS NAME.I have other hero's also like the surgeon that did my surgery on my broken leg.Putting
pin and screws in my leg to save my leg.When I got back to Tennessee and went to the orthopedic Dr he
told me after looking at the x-rays,"I know you know how lucky you are to be alive,but I want you to know what a damn good surgeon you had."If you had come into my office with a break like that I would have amputated from the knee cap down."My husband Dennis Beal shamed me in front of these hero's for his lack
of legal responsibilities as a business owner.I never got to give my gratitude to any of the wonderful people that were working hard to put me back together.It was a miracle for me to be alive.The day I was to check out of the hospital the nurse came in and said you better use up your morphine drip,your being charged for it.I told her I had used all I needed for the pain,that I did not want to use it just for the sake of
getting high.I am a truck driver I do not do drugs.SO GO TO HELL YOU DEMONIC PEOPLE THAT HAVE ACCUSED ME OFF DOING DRUGS.I HAVE NEVER FAILED A DRUG TEST WHICH IS FEDERAL FOR DRIVERS TO TAKE.I AM IN MY RIGHT FRAME OF MIND BUT IF YOU TEST THE ONE THAT IS ACCUSING ME YOU WILL FIND THAT THEY ARE DRUG ADDICTS AND
ALCOHOLIC'S .YOU WILL ALSO FIND THAT THEY ARE A PERVERTED MURDERER.I HAVE JESUS,AND THROUGH ALL THESE SIX YEARS YOU HAVE DONE THIS TO ME,YOU WILL
BE CAUGHT,IN THE NAME OF JESUS.
     Dennis had brought his van up and had put a lounging chair in the back so I could rest while he drove.
The first day he drove about six hrs and stopped .We  stopped at a hotel ,had dinner,made love,and enjoyed that I was alive.
The second day was the same and then the third day when we were on our way to Savannah where
my mother lived Dennis pulled over and said he wanted me to move in with him,he said he loved me and that he wanted me to run the office.He said he wanted us to get married.I told him I would think about it.(THE ONLY REASON THAT I AM TELLING YOU INTIMATE DETAILS OF MY MARRIAGE IS THAT YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY RELATIONSHIPS FROM ME AND MAKE THEM TO NOT HAVE BEEN WHAT THEY WERE.I LOVED MY HUSBAND AND I BELIEVED AT THAT TIME MY HUSBAND LOVED ME.We got to my mothers and she was crying happy that I was alive.My mother
took good care of me,as I was on the sofa and could barely move and was in great pain.She cooked
and made sure I always had something to drink.She would get excited if Dennis called saying he was coming to see me,she would get up early and give me a sponge bath and wash my hair.She would help me fix my hair and put on my make-up,so proud to make me pretty for the man that loved her daughter.MY
MOTHER HAD ALWAYS LOVED ME AUNT BETTY YOU CANT EVER TAKE WHAT IS MINE,
EVER.AND I LOVED MY MOTHER.After a week and a half I told Dennis I agreed to move-in with him but we needed to let the drivers know and let them know we will be getting married but we just was not
ready to be formal yet.I did not know that Arlene G.had been spreading a rumor that I had had the accident on purpose and just wanted Dennis to feel sorry for me.
This women was ugly sick.And so were his family members that believed that.YOU ARE UGLY,UGLY
PEOPLE.I SHIVER AT SUCH WICKEDNESS YOU HAVE DONE.OH HOW IS GODS JUDGEMENT.AND OH HOW HE LOVES ME AMEN HOW HE LOVES ME.MAY GOD JUDGE
YOU ALL.FOR HE SAW AND HE KNOWS EVERYTHING.
          LORD JESUS I COME TO YOU IN YOUR NAME,LORD YOU KNOW HOW HARD THIS IS FOR ME,PLEASE COME UPON ME ,GIVE ME STRENGTH TO GET THIS OUT,WHAT HAS BEEN DONE TO ME,TAKE ALL FEAR FROM ME,SEND THE FEAR TO OUR ENEMIES THAT
ARE HARASSING ME DAILY THEIR OBJECTIVE IS TO MAKE ME UNFOCUSED ON WHAT
NEEDS TO BE SAID.PROTECT MY SON FROM THEM LORD,YOU JESUS KNOW WHO THEY
ARE.SEND THE RIGHT PEOPLE INTO THIS BLOG,PUT WILL INTO THEIR HEART THAT THEY NEED TO HELP ME GET PROTECTION FOR MY SON AND ME.LAY YOUR HANDS UPON ME NOW LORD ,BLESS ME WITH YOUR GRACE AND LOVE,LAY HANDS UPON MY SON NOW LORD AND BLESS MY SON WITH YOUR GRACE AND LOVE ,HOLD US IN THE POWER OF YOUR HANDS AND SHELTER US UNDER YOUR WINGS.IF NO ONE ELSE ON THIS EARTH NEEDS YOU LORD JESUS,LET ME BE THE ONE THAT YOU SEE THAT DOES
NEED YOU.I LOVE YOU,JESUS AND NOTHING CAN COME BETWEEN YOUR LOVE FOR ME,NO NOT EVEN SIN ....FOR YOUR BLOOD WAS NOT SHED IN VAIN.AND MY LIFE
AND MY SON'S LIFE IS NOT IN VAIN.WE NEED EARTH SHAKING MIRACLE'S NOW LORD.
WHAT EVER YOU NEED TO DO TO DESTROY THIS ENEMY THAT HAS ATTACKED MY SON AND I ,I ASK YOU JESUS,LET IT BE DONE.IN YOUR NAME JESUS I PRAY AMEN.
         Dennis Beal ,God knows how much I loved you .You made our marriage a joke to our employees.
You made me the slaughter of your illegal business.I will tell the truth,all of it .
        When I took over the office I found nothing more than a disaster.The day I had the accident Dennis had no workman's comp insurance.There were no insurance to cover my hospital or Dr. bills.So there was no
physical therapy.I had one follow up orthopedic Dr visit after my accident.Workman's Comp Insurance is
by law required in the state of Tennessee.Dennis had a pile of letters from the IRS,letters telling him that he
owed 50,000 dollars or more for not paying employment taxes.Dennis was not taking taxes out of employee
checks,this includes social security.Dennis had a stack of letters from Social Security  disability where he had defrauded them.
Social Security benefits by 24,000 dollars.IRS was threatening to put a Levy on all property.Dennis had been
a retired deputy sheriff.He got disabled when he was working with heavy equipment,a bull dozier laid on top of him.It broke alot of his bones including his legs.He wore a brace on his legs when we first met.This was how he got the handle "Iron Legs".And he had collected disability.He had started back working,actually
that's when he bought his first truck and started Dennis Beal Trucking.
      This really is the first time sense Dennis left in 2002 that I really spent any amount of time speaking of the pain and trauma that my marriage to Dennis caused me.After he left I tucked it all away,afraid if I started talking about it,it would be like reliving it,and it is.Talking about this is not easy.These memories are filled with pain and terror, I wanted to forget but sense I don't know why,or who attacked my life in such a way I will tell all I know.LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR-MY LIFE IS MINE AND I HAVE A RIGHT TO MY PRIVACY
I AM NOT TELLING THESE THINGS WITH ANY HIDDEN AGENDA FOR A BOOK OR MOVIE.
SOMEONE ELSE THINKS THEY WILL GET AWAY WITH STEALING MY LIFE AND SAYING THAT THIS WAS THEM.THEY WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH IT.YOU CAN NOT HIDE FROM MY GODS HANDS.HE WILL SQUASH YOU LIKE THE PISS ANT YOU ARE.
       The Dr. had told me I would not walk for a year after my accident.I was in a wheelchair and crutches.
After about a week after I had moved in with Dennis,Karen started showing me the books,when to
pay on what account,Dennis had eight trucks at the time.We had other creditors such as a building ,that never got built that was supposed to be the garage for the big trucks,parts store,two personal vehicle's,house
payment,elect,water,phone,cell phone,etc.Dennis purchased microwaves,TV/VCR,trash cans,cell phones,refrigerator's,even down to pens for every truck.An enormous amount of debt.Don't ever forget
IRS and SS.
        She showed me payroll and then after I did payroll I had to take monthly statements to our accountant.
When I first started doing  the books I started seeing discrepancy's.There was no files made on the drivers,no heath insurance,and no organization of anything.When I first talked to Dennis about this his reply was"The ball is in your court"Believe me that was a loaded statement if I had ever hear ed one.Within that first week Dennis and I were sitting at the table eating breakfast when Darthy came in,I had my leg prompt up on Dennis leg.She walked in and slapped me.Remember ,I didn't
know till after the fact,I stood up preparing for this to get ugly,but it didn't so I let the slap slide.It wasn't her fault and it definitely was not mine that Dennis was a old player.And maybe she was a gold digger as she never did return the 3,000 dollar engagement ring but common since tells you a seven year engagement? They were not ever going to really be married..Dennis was 54 and I was 31 when we got married.We were married
April 20,1998.We went to Savannah, Tn ,Harden County where my mother could witness us getting married.
My mother was a witness to both my marriages.My first one to Farzin Abshari was April 10,1984 ,I was
17 and Farzin Abshari was 27.
      Dennis officially purposed on December 24,1997 with a ring.We were at the hospital because Dennis's
brother-in-law (we called him Sparky) Kennith had a heart attack and I had made food for all that was waiting in the
waiting room in Jackson,Tn.
     I had asked Dennis not to spend alot of money on the ring ,I guess because it hurt my feelings that ,the women he was engaged to was all about what he would give her.I was about love,responsibilities,and
wanted to make sure Dennis knew that I loved him.Dennis truly hurt my feeling though because that was exactly what he did.He had bought himself a three hundred dollar watch and a one hundred ninety-nine
dollar engagement set for me.So after Christmas we went and upgraded my wedding set with a four hundred dollar
set.No lie ,I've still got my receipt and by the way,I paid for the upgrade Dennis didn't.All those people
that accused me of being a gold digger,you better take a step back ,because when I am through YOU
WOULD HAVE BEEN BETTER OFF IF YOU HAD WRAPPED THE BIGGEST ROCK AROUND YOU NECK AND JUMPED INTO THE DEEPEST PART OF THE LAKE THAN TO HAVE TREATED ME SO BADLY.MY GOD SAYS SO.
       Dennis spent 10,000 dollars on a Christmas party for the drivers,this includes 2,000 dollars on boxes of apples and oranges that ,of course,Karen's son was selling for school,and a very size able Christmas
bonus for herself. Like I said the Dr.had said I was not going to walk for a year,well I prayed about this and
I had taken my first step three weeks after my accident.I was in great pain but I wanted to get the office in
shape and get familiar with what I needed to do to keep my husbands business running and get him out of trouble.The drivers did not take well with this because they would no longer have the freedom to come in the office and write their own loan checks and not pay it back.Yep,you heard what I said.Dennis was not running his own business the drivers and secretary was.They did not like me anymore that was sure.Karen and Delbert quit right after Christmas .Up
to the time we were married Dennis was still team driving with Arlene G,till he called me from Walmart telling me he had to buy her some cloths because she came on the truck with only a t-shirt.Honestly
till that point I was not thinking that Dennis was sleeping with this women.She was approx.,no lie,400lbs.
But I found out like I said that Arlene had been sleeping with my husband.So I gave her the option to team with someone else,go single,or find another job but she would no longer team with my husband.
      She went single and started calling my husband at two o'clock in the morning to have an excuse
to interrupt my husband and my sleep.So new company policies came out,with my husbands approval.
After all this ,this women comes in my office telling me she is going to sue me and flings a paper signed by Dennis that she is guaranteed a job with Dennis Beal Trucking.That she is guaranteed to team drive with him.
I had  enough,and she did not show up for work for two weeks so I fired her.
     There are alot of little things that happened in the beginning of the marriage that was red signals that my
husband was not loving me ,but himself and using me,cheating on me and down right disgracing my reputation,but dedicated as I was I truly believed the original story my husband told me which was
that  they had it out for him to destroy him,so I fought hard to keep the business afloat.We lived in McKenzie,
Tn. A very small town,closest larger town is Jackson,Tn.So the choice of drivers were minimum and we needed teams for our runs because they were dedicated and time sensitive .So I had to do the best I could to keep drivers in the truck because this was the way Dennis and his Uncle Tom(went by the handle of "Tom Cat") was attacking my job as
office manager and being a wife.In other words it did not matter how I was being treated by the drivers it
was entirely my fault if someone quit or got fired.I'M NOT ANTIBODY'S DOG AND I WOULD NOT
ACCEPT A DRIVER CALLING ME AND TELLING ME I AM A B.......OR A W.......I SPENT
FROM ABOUT 7:00AM TILL 11:00 OR 12:00 AT NIGHT WORKING IN THAT OFFICE FOR
MY HUSBAND.RESPECT IS REQUIRED IN MARRIAGE OR BUSINESS ,FROM ALL CONVERSATIONS.I DID NOT CURSE THE DRIVERS AND I WOULD NOT BE CURSED BY THEM.The driver that I had fired for calling me with very abusive language was a male driver ,his name was Dana(went by the handle"Red Man").Each time one of these things occurred Dennis would kick me out of the house.I was humiliated
in front of Superior's staff as I had a daily communication with them and humiliated in front of other
owner ops when we had a staff meeting.I did everything the other wives did that ran their husbands trucks
and there was only one other owner op that had more trucks in his fleet than my husband.
After I had the office in order,proper files on drivers,a full staff in the trucks,proper company policies made out,health insurance for drivers,most definitely workman's comp insurance,proper payroll account taking
proper taxes out of the checks,Things in order .I started working on getting Dennis an appointment with the IRS to discuss a payment plan to catch up taxes and avoid any legal actions against my husband.I had to make sure current cycle taxes were paid(that would be every three months)and monthly payment on what was owed.
        It seemed Dennis in every thing I tried to do to keep his business he was doing everything to loose it.
I had to inspect all settlements coming from each truck,I started finding where Superior Transfer was
double charging fuel,I had to inspect fuel tickets and found where driver was fueling up all the way,drove
fifty to one hundred mls and was fueling up all the way again .That showed the driver was selling fuel.Anytime   I would find something that was not right , Dennis would be angry at me,not at the company for double charging fuel,or at the driver that it was obvious that he was stealing.
Dennis would leave out on a trip with 1,000.00 dollars in his pocket and come home three days later
with no money.And having Dennis,the drivers,Dennis's family blaming me the whole time that I was causing him to loose his business.Each time Dennis would kick me out he would buy a dozen red roses and cry me
back.Each time I would come back the office files,and books ,payroll would be rearranged ,unorganised,
money missing,drivers writing their own loan checks again.This was happening over and over again.
I needed help in the office so I called my sister Dana,I told her she could live in the other bedroom and she could help me by answering the phones(which were always busy,I had three lines)help me with laundry,
feeding the dogs,cleaning,and taking messages.She once again held disrespect for me,I offered her room and board and three hundred dollars a week.She refused.So I had to get Dennis's Uncle's wife's daughter Sissy
to help me.She wasn't much help.She would sit at her desk making fun of me when the pain in my leg was
shooting up to my spine,rolling her eyes when I cried out in pain,(this was also witnessed by a man ,don't remember his name but he would always come in my office two or thee days a week just to talk to me,I
have no idea why,but he would sit there and just watch me work,he also told me what Sissy was doing).and
after a battle with the employee (woman driver)that had come on the truck without cloths on,Sissy starts writing on the bulletin board"SEXY DENNY". Sissy's husband is also a truck driver but I do not remember his handle.So I told Sissy I didn't need her and asked Dennis's Sister
Joyce to help.Yep,you can imagine,but she did help me better than Sissy,but there was a clause that I didn't
know about at the time.Joyce's step daughter,they called her Cookie(her name was Margret).Cookie I found out much later,was
(it will be hard for you to follow this but try)Joyce's ex-husband's daughter,now Joyce's ex-husband was a distant cousin to Dennis and Joyce(I know,SICK)that means that Cookie (real name was Margret)was Dennis's cousin and niece.
It seems and I read the letters that Cookie had sent to Dennis ,during his first marriage to his first wife,
telling Dennis how much she loved him.So at this point I am still oblivious to this and Dennis has to have
surgery on his wrist ,I insist to be at the hospital with him,and let Joyce do payroll.Dennis fought with me that he didn't want me there.That I needed to do payroll,and that was that.So I didn't go.He went in the hospital
that morning and I had cooked Dennis a good meal to be waiting for him when he called me to pick him up.
When he called me he told me to bring a driver with me .When we got to the hospital Dennis gave me his prescription and asked me to go fill it and the driver I brought with me would take him home.So I filled the prescription and went home ,Dennis had not gotten there yet.I waited 1,.2 ,3 hrs later I got in my four-runner
and went to look for him.As I turned down the road that his sister  and Cookie lived on I saw Dennis's truck speeding out of Cookie's driveway.I questioned Dennis and the driver why was he at Cookie's house,Dennis
said he went there to ask her to decorate our house (at 12:00 am?)and do you really think I want another women decorating my house and especially with what money?????Yes ,people you are right I am an idiot.
You are right I have spent my whole entire life trusting,loving,caring,and believing in who I loved.Being
beat up,reputation trashed,used ,abused,stolen from,hated without cause,and still doing what the Lord
asked me to do,trust ,love ,care,and believe.Do you think I have a palace in the kingdom of heaven?I KNOW I DO
AND MY SON TOO!About six months later that driver and his wife took me out for drinks so that they
could give me the low down of what Dennis was doing with Cookie,(denial for sure).Dennis's brother
Mike told me that was just the way it was and I would just have to accept it.(this was later when I had bought my house in Bowling Green ,Ky)I asked him had anyone talked to her about the Lord Jesus?They
said they tried years ago but she would not Liston.I told him someone better get to talking because I am praying.My Jesus did not say I have to share my husband with anyone.And that is exactly what I did.
I prayed.One day(I am ahead of myself with this because this happened after we moved into my house
in Bowling Green,Ky)Dennis came in with his hand on his heart saying he thinks he is having a heart attack,
The Holy Spirit spoke to me to tell him to repeat after me "In the name of Jesus,Lord take this pain from
me and send it back where it came from,by your stripes I am healed!"Dennis repeated after me and immediately his pain went away.Three days later they found Cookie in her bathroom ,dead for three days,
from a heart attack.I had suspected in the Spirit that Cookie and Joyce practiced witchcraft.I know I
was right.The Holy Spirit told me so.I haven't talked about my beautiful son much in this not because he wasn't around but because right now I need to tell about things that did not pertain to my son.Things that
he was too young to understand why there was always turmoil,terror and pain in his mothers red streaked
eyes from crying so much.
      Dennis and I first thanksgiving together was 1998 after our marriage in April,because  Dennis's first wife,I was sure was wanting her children and grandchildren with her,and I wanted sometime to try to get to know them,I decided to cook and invite them all,Dennis's ex-wife,his kids,my mother,and grand kids.Farzin and I decided to let Daniel spend Thanksgiving with him and Christmas with me.Only Dennis's ex-wife,my mother,Dennis's daughter Amy and husband ,and their kids came.Dinner turned out well. And there were
no animosity at all.It was quite my mother and Dennis's ex wife sat talking together while I tried to spend a
little time with Amy Martin and my step-grandchildren.
     I'm trying not to write what I have to write because as I do it causes my stomach to knot ,my mouth
goes dry,and I'm am afraid I will start crying ,in a public place with children all around me.But I have no choice in the matter.
    I don't even know what year this happened in,I don't know what holiday,or if it was spring break,all
I know is Dennis and I had had Daniel with us and we had to take him back to Ft.Worth to his dad's.
Daniel and I were in the front listening to Daniel's type of music ,it made Daniel  happy that I new the words to the songs he enjoyed,and we were singing together trying to keep out spirits up because we both felt
such a pain to have to say good-bye again.It hurt like someone was pulling my heart right out of my body.
I believe it 1998 or 1999 because it was just before we had to turn all the trucks back in to Freightliner
because we could no longer afford to make the truck payments.Dennis at this point was leasing 8 trucks
from them and had 2 Peterbilts with the bank.Drivers weren't pulling enough miles for the week,Dennis spending money where we didn't have any,and the loss of money with Superior cheating him.(I believe
,because did at one time brag that he had hid money from his first wife and that was how he started the business,I believe he may have done this again,I don't know but I do know by this time he didn't tell the truth)
Back to the trip,I was driving and Daniel was in front with me ,we were in my 4-runner.Dennis was in the back seat stretched out.Daniel and I tried to be enjoying the trip singing together,when Dennis started yelling at us both to shut up.Daniel got tears in his eyes and I yelled back at Dennis to leave us alone.I turned the music down and tried to cheer Daniel up but at that point we both were lost in depression we just got quite
and Daniel drifted to sleep.I drove with tears flowing off my face.We had got to Ft.worth late ,it had to be around 11:00 maybe 12:00 at night.Said a quick goodbye to my son,so he wouldn't see me crying and left.
At the edge of town I pulled into a hotel and went in to get a room as I knew that we both,Dennis and I were tired.I got the key and went outside to tell Dennis and get our bags.Dennis started yelling at me that he was heading back to Tennessee,and he drove off.When I got in the room I call and pleaded with Dennis to come back and pick me up.He refused ,hung up and turned off the phone.The next morning I tried to call him again.No answer.I didn't know any one in Dallas anymore because it had been years sense I had left.
I had about 100.00 dollars in my pocket and I couldn't call Daniel's daddy ,it would just give Crystal some
thing more to use against Daniel.I thought about the club I had worked at years and years ago,I thought
if it was still owned by the same people that I would have some one who knew me to cry to and help me figure out what to do.So I got a taxi there and talked to the women that ran the place(it was a dive)she
was the sister of the owner.I sat had a drink seeing people I knew and people I didn't.I had one drink that night and I was woosie,that is the only way to describe,I felt drunk and high but I had done no drugs.I will not go into detail of what happened because it only hurts me,it will not enable anyone to be caught,arrested,
or justice done.I was raped that night by two black men and a black dancer.After I was dropped off in front of a Dennie's Restaurant I called Dennis told him what happened and pleaded for him to come and get me.
He told me to get a hotel room and he would be on his way.Dennis got there the next night ,maybe two days later,we stayed the night ,after he got there and we went back home to McKenzie,Tn.The night we got home Dennis got drunk ,held me down and raped me himself.I bit Dennis every where I could to get him off of me
but he was intent on taking back what was his.Dennis got up went to the Sheriff's Dept where his buddy's were and had them take pictures where I had bit him.(Dennis also always slept with his gun under his pillow
loaded,pointed in my direction.The only thing that kept the gun from going off was the safety pull)I had contacted an attorney at a town close by and got a restraining order against him.He could not come to the house.Two nights I didn't hear anything,but I was terrified.Then one night two men from the Sheriffs Department came to the door.I don't remember the whole conversation but they told me I better be gone by morning or they will make sure I disappear.I believed them.So I packed up some of my belonging got in the
4-runner went to the end of the town and fell asleep in the 4-runner.I guess I went to my mothers and I contacted my attorney and he was angry that I had left.He said he didn't care what the two officers said
they had no right to make me leave,of course I already knew that but I was scared.I managed to get a job
with a company about 100 mls west of where Dennis was,but about two weeks later he had found me
and once again with the roses and pleading me to come back.When I came back and it was the situation that the trucks had to go back to Freightliner Dennis disappeared in Jackson for the day and I was left organizing
the drivers to deliver the trucks as we could no longer be in business.The house,the personal vehicles,everything was connected to the business so when we completely lost all the trucks,we lost everything.Dennis and I ,although I had stopped divorce proceedings,we decided to separate,so he ran one
of the Peterbilts and I ran the other with a company called Lakeway,which is now out of business.In the end we lost those two trucks,also.Dennis and I ran team again for Lakeway as company drivers.Dennis's brother
Mike lived in Bowling Green ,Ky,so we decided we would live there.So I started praying and asked the Lord Jesus for a home.The first one I looked at was a nice house and I had told the realtor to see if I could qualify for it.Dennis's credit was ruined so he could not qualify.When the realtor called he said the bank
would not give the loan.I asked him to keep looking for me .I already knew the Lord was going to answer my prayer,so I didn't get too down hearted,I just prayed again,this time acknowledging to Jesus that I know that the house that I had prayed for was just not your will,but I know that He was answering my prayer.
Two months later I got a call from the realtor that he had a much larger house and five archers of land he wand me to see.The good news was the bank already approved the loan,so if I liked it ,it would be mine.
I prayed to the Lord and my spirit leaped I knew this was the one.When we got in ,we went to look at it
and it was what I wanted.Four bedroom ,two full bathrooms double sinks in both,master bedroom bath
had a garden tub,shower stall was separate,laundry room,walk-in closets,Stone wall fire place with a mantle,
large living room,dining room separated by stain glass of wheat and roses,five archers of trees.I was very thankful to the Lord as I had gone through so much including the loss of my mother to cancer Feb.2000.
Dennis had still been cruel about her death which what he did to prevent me from being with my mother
her last day and holding us back from getting back so I would not make it to the funeral,all of it,everything
Dennis Beal did to hurt me his wife and allowed others to hurt me he will burn.No doubt in my my mind or my heart.He saw everything.Dennis started playing a mental game by taking a picture of me and pointed  at
me in the picture saying see how pale you are ,your dieing,you cant leave me look your sick ,you're going to
die.You need me and Ill be here to see you die.NO I DIDN'T NEED DENNIS BEAL OR HIS FAMILY
I NEEDED MY SON DANIEL ABSHARI AND HE NEEDED ME!!!!!I had gone to the Dr. and he diagnosed me to have fibromialgia and wanted to test me for lupus.He said in most cases you have 15-25
years of life .He said most cases of lupus is from back surgery when bone marrow gets in the blood stream.
I had had a major brake in my leg and If I had it I knew that would have been when.I was extremely fatigued and my body had gained weight from 150 lbs to 268lbs.I called Farzin and told him I wanted
Daniel to come live with me .I told him I had bought a four bedroom house.Daniel had had problems
with his step-mom,so Farzin let Daniel come.I had had a tumor on my right ovary lazered out,during this time also.My son came to live with me ,and I don't know how to explain but to say Daniel was the bright light
in my so very dark days.I had extreme depression,not really from feeling sick,but from the darkness that
that Dennis was radiating upon me.I stood my ground,claimed in The Name Of Jesus,I am healed,and prayed constantly. Daniel had made so good friends,and since I stayed at home with Daniel and tried to get
myself better,I only had to deal with Dennis's wishes for me to be dead,on his time off.I always had a meal
hot and ready for Dennis what ever time he would be coming in.I kept my house clean ,did laundry,and
very wisely and thrifty shopped for groceries.There was not much money because this time Dennis was working alone but it took a team of us all,even Daniel to survive.Daniel did his chores without rebellion,which was taking out the garbage and mowing the lawn.(This was a big chore as I had 5 archers
and a big portion of it was front and back lawn.Daniels grades were good also.My heaven was at about
3:30 pm when my son would come through the door and yell "Mom ,I home."With a big hug and kiss and telling me he loves me.TO ME THERE IS NO GREATER A SON OR MAN THAN MY SON DANIEL ABSHARI.GOD CHOOSE HIS SPIRIT TO BE MY SON,JUST FOR ME.THERE IS NO WHORE
THAT CAN EVER TAKE WHAT MY GOD CHOSE FOR ME.GET IT CRYSTAL.YOU WILL NEVER COMPARE.EVER.THERE IS NO COMPETITION IN GODS OR MY EYES.THAT CHILD'S SPIRIT BELONGS TO GOD ,ME,AND HIS DAD ,FARZIN ABSHARI.DENNIS DID
NOT EVEN TRY TO COMPARE WITH DANIEL'S DAD.WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE.
A WHORE TO TAKE A MAN THAT WAS NOT YOURS TO TAKE BUT TO TRY TO CLAIM
HIS CHILD YOURS WHEN THAT CHILD HAD A MOTHER THAT DID ALL SHE COULD FOR
HER SON AND LOVED HER SON WITH ALL HER HEART,SORRY BUT YOU BURN WHORE,BURN.DANIEL IS A MAN OF INTEGRITY
AND HE ALWAYS KNOWS WHO WAS AND IS HIS MOTHER.TAKE YOUR FAT ASS TO HELL CRYSTAL.
      The company Dennis was working for was Averitt Express.The company was not doing Dennis right
he was barely making 1800 mls a week ,this was not enough money to run the household.I've asked Daniel
(because of how I grew up always having to worry about finances and what was going to happen to me and my brothers and sisters when I was so young)through out the years if he ever had to worry while he was living with me,his answer was always no,that we always had food,and he always received his allowance,
that he really didn't know how tight the budget was .This made me feel good that I had accomplished letting
my son have a teenage life without adult worries.I pray he really felt secure .My son was and is always the
GREATEST gift God had ever blessed me with.Daniel 's wish was always to play football ,so I allowed
him to play.He liked to sing so he was in choir.He even enjoyed acting so he took drama.At one point
and I believe this was when Dennis and I found a church in a nearby town to go to,Daniel and his friend
Josh came with us .Both Daniel and Josh went up front and gave their hearts to the Lord,Jesus.They repented and decided to live for Christ.This is when the big battle began.Daniel and Josh immediately started
being attacked by Satan in the form of classmates.Other kids at school started picking on them.It started
affecting their friendship also.Even though I was praying, the battle would not end.About this time a women
had moved in a trailer down the street,she had a son a little older than Daniel but they were ,I think in the same classes.Daniel had met them before I did and came home telling me about them.So I thought I better
go and meet them myself.This young man had ear rings in his ears,cursed like a sailor,and had no respect
for adults. I tried to get to know his mother but the only thing that stood out to me that I can remember
is her saying how she liked her men young.Telling this is breaking my heart because with as much abuse
that I had gone through I had no clue this women was talking about teenage boys.All I knew is I didn't
like this women and I tried to allow her son to be friends with my son ,thinking my son would influence
this young man to better ways.(I did not find out about this women having sex with my son till my son was
nineteen and I was going through recovering from the trauma of the officer in Mi.At the point that my son told me on the phone and I had already lost my house years before,and truly could not deal with it after this.)My
son was fourteen,just turned fifteen years old at the time this happened and all I knew was I needed to keep my son away from this women and her son.(there maybe a police report )At one point my son did not come home from school and I started looking for him.First I called Josh's mom and another friend's mom neither
one of them had seen him .Then I knew,after I had told Daniel not to go down to that boys house.I went down to her house and at first nobody answered the door.So I went back home and called so more of my sons friends,nobody knew where he was,I went back to this women's house and knocked ,she came to the door but said she had not seen my son,that he wasn't there.I could tell she was lying,so I went back home ,called the sheriffs department and they came took my statement and went down to the women's house
they found my son there,they said that since this was the second time that I had to call looking for my son
that they had to take him to the station and make a report.Dennis had been at his brothers house with the only vehicle that we had so I called Dennis and he went straight to the station.I had no way to get there
so I was at home worrying.Dennis called from the station and said that they had called his dad and per Farzin's request Daniel was to be on a flight in the morning back to Ft.Worth.This was just after 9/11
and I screamed and I cried and I begged Farzin,I needed my son with me,please.(I did not know what this women had done,if I had I would have taken Dennis's gun and I would have killed her.) When Daniel had
told me this on the phone when he was nineteen it was as if to him it was just a sexual experience to him,and
truly I didn't know how I was to take this.To me that women molested my son.I don't know if Daniel ever did tell his dad but if he did,I know the women is dead.My God,My God,My Holy Jesus you must destroy
what you created,for the children's sake Lord,for the sake of the innocent children  and babies,you must stop
their wickedness.You must dear Jesus,purify the land,wash this filth off this earth,Lord come,please come.
When a country,a land of people stop worshiping you and make their idols and Gods to be those that
they know,THEY KNOW,are touching,hurting,sexually using and abusing innocent children,and because they are famous and have money Nothing is done to stop them and the children grow up suffering this
pain all their lives.MY GOD WHERE IS YOUR JUSTICE,WHERE IS YOUR LOVE FOR YOUR
INNOCENT CHILDREN,WHERE ARE YOU JESUS????????????YOU PROMISED TO PROTECT
MY SON FROM THESE THINGS,YOU PROMISED ME JESUS.
           Back to the situation that was at hand,at that time I did not know what this woman was doing to my son,I only knew I did not like her and I did not like the changes in my son since he was hanging around her son.I truly was terrified at my son moving back with his dad because Crystal was not treating my son good at all and after 9/11 I ,as the world,did not know what to expect to happen next.My address was 438 Goodrum Rd.Bowling Green,Ky42104 Warren County.As you turn on Goodrum Rd it was the third house
on the left.The women's trailer was down from me I think the second trailer on the right.According to her she was dating the man on the other side of the street who had I think two sons,she had said she was thinking about moving in with him.I dint take any interest in her life,I had enough to deal with of my own life.Even
though I pleaded with Farzin not to make me send Daniel back to Texas,Farzin would not change his mind.
The next morning Daniel and I said our goodbyes at the airport and I called him that evening to make sure
he made it safely.He sounded happy to be back in Texas but I was left completely heartbroken without my son.During the next week all I did was cry.
Going back little during the summer Daniel had took a visit with his dad,during this time Leona,my foster sister had come with her son to visit with me as she was also running from an abusive husband.I cant remember what her husbands name was but her last name at the time was Ray,Leona Ray.It seems he was in a  occult and her and her son was running from him.They stayed with me about two weeks but when Dennis
came home there was no covering up the strain in our relationship.So I know she was feeling uncomfortable and she found somewhere else to go.
      I started looking for another company that Dennis and I could team drive and I found Chieftain Contract Services.Dennis and I started working for them 12/2001.
During this time there would be times Dennis and I would be ok just if we didn't talk too much together and other times that when we talked it brought out extreme pain and memories of all that had happened.Dennis and I started going to a church in Bowling Green,called ,THE FIRST UNITED PENTECOSTAL CHURCH,brother Keyes was the
preacher.I had had conversations with Crystals grandfather who was like a dad to me ,
from when Farzin and I was married,Mr.Silva was a pentecostal preacher and was my friend,Mary Jo 's Father,which is Crystal's Aunt.Mr Silva explained to me that to
receive the Holy Spirit and the power of,I would have to be baptised in the name of Jesus.I know this to be true.It had taken me alot of prayer and studying to come to this conclusion also.Even though I had been baptised in the name of the father,son and holy ghost a total of four times in my life already.So the first time going to this church I did not need to be explained what I needed to do,I didn't even wait for invitation,I went up when it was asked if anyone needed pray and requested to be baptised again.When I came back up through the water all I could do was claim,"JESUS,I LOVE YOU!"
through my tears.Brother Keyes had received a word for me and told me he needed to speak to me privately.Brother Keys told me that the Lord has heard me and He has  great things for me to do,He said they are afraid of you,because they know it is from God.He said God loves me greatly and I am not forgotten.He told me not to be afraid
but to do what He asks me to do.He said many will come against me,but He wont let me give up.He said You are my daughter and I love you.After that if I ever thought
there was a fight with Satan ,I didn't have to look for where Hell was ,Hell was chasing me.My home was never the same when Daniel left,the only joy I had was when I prayed.
Three times when I prayed as my eyes were closed and I was diligently seeking in the spirit,there would be a smell drift across my nose.The only way to describe this smell
was sandalwood,burnt wood,and something so sweet all I could do is breath the smell in.I never wanted to let that smell go.I knew it was the HOLY SPIRIT.Once I was praying in my closet as I did many times and I cried out to the Lord because it was hard for me to believe in speaking or prayer that was the Holy Spirit speaking through me ,but if it was a part of being gifted from God I wanted it and I got it to.Earlier in the week I had been listening to a preaching channel and a women was singing a song that was the most beautiful voice I had ever heard,so when I was in my closet I cried out to Jesus that I wanted to praise him ,like she did,in song ,that it would be beautiful to his ears.Many of you who do not believe will not believe this,but I sang in what I think was
Chinese.All I know is I asked for the Holy Spirit to work in me and He did.I didn't know the words coming out of my mouth but it seemed my spirit knew exactly
what I was singing.
          Back to when Daniel was with me in Bowling Green Ky.Daniel was spending the night with Josh
Dennis was supposed to be coming in and I drove to the store. On the way back from the store it started sprinkling,the road got a little wet. We at the time had a very old car,I cant remember what kind of car
it was ,I just knew I hated it.As I had come around the bend of a curve that leads to the creek bottom the
car started hydroplaning,went off the gravel shoulder and rolled down the hill and I would have gone into the creek had a tree not been in the way to stop the car.When the sheriffs department came one officer said it
looked to him like the brake line was cut.I  had got a hematoma as big as a fist on my right thigh.I called Dennis and he said he was through unloading and he was on the way home,this was around five o'clock
He was in Springhill ,Tn which is about one hour from Nashville,Tn and Nashville is approx One and a half
hrs from the house.It was two o'clock in the morning when he strolled in with his brother,I was laying on the sofa and they walked right past me as if I was not even there.He didn't seem to care at all that I was hurt.
All that was on his mind was showing his brother ,the gift he gave me  for our anniversary which was an infinity mirror which
has Jesus on the cross.A month later I had to have surgery to have the fluid drained,surgery left a major
ugly scar on my right thigh.
     Dennis's mother had died when Dennis was about four years old.His father remarried so Dennis has
real brothers and sisters,half-brothers and sisters,and step brothers and sisters.So when checking on Dennis's relatives check his step-mothers children also.Dennis has a brother that is a state trooper in
Tennessee,he has a brother who is state trooper,or sheriffs department in Texas,he has a sister that may be
FBI,This may be a key???I have a cousin that is Sheriff of Hardin County,Tennessee.Sammy Davidson.
     Dennis also has an Uncle that has the exact same name as he does,Dennis Glenn Beal,who is a preacher.
Ok,so we are up to,after Daniel moved back to Texas,And Dennis and I are team driving for Chieftain Contract Services.We had dedicated runs going to Canada and back to Nashville,Tn.Dennis kept treating
with so much disrespect,hatred,and lack of concern of our marriage that I could not and decided I would
not accept this treatment from him or his family anymore.I talked to the preachers wife that Dennis and I
needed counseling from the preacher,Brother Keys,when I tried to explain how Dennis and his crew of
relatives,employee's and friends had treated me ,Brother Keys only said to Dennis he needed to apologise.
I almost threw up sitting in his office and I knew the preacher truly did not want to get a truth aspect of what was going on but just put butter  on a hot pancake and  she will melt.This is not what Jesus was telling
me.I knew I was in danger because not only was Dennis abusive mentally and verbally,it became physically.
At one point Dana (my younger sister) and I were talking on the phone and Dana had no place to live so
I asked her to come and stay with us,that it would help my sadness of not having Daniel there.I told her
that if she came I would pay her to keep the house clean and it would give her time to figure out her life.
      Dana had always had a difficult time getting along with others because like Diana (my older sister)
she loves you as long as you agree with her opinion,watch out if you disagree,the only thing that I asked Dana not to do is bring Harry Potter books that she reads into my house.I KNOW witchcraft exist and I also know I had one of the biggest spiritual battles going on ,That me and the Holy Spirit were constantly
fighting against Satan.Dana has a way of causing two people in a verbal battle against each other.This was not the first relationship that she interrupted in my life.It was as simple as read those books at the creek ,if you want to read them ,just please not in my home that God had blessed me with.Those books conflict with my spirit.Dana refused and she took every thing the wrong way as if I was complaining about how much she
was costing me,It wasn't that ,I made good money and I wasn't worried about the bills,it was about Dana not having gratitude and love and respect ,that I invited her because I loved her,that I paid her because I wanted her to have her own money and self respect,that SHE worked for.Not being a hand out.And since Dana could not hold down a job because she did indeed have personality problems,this would be a way of
her semi-supporting her self because Dennis and I were gone all week.Dana took it like I was treating her
as a maid and so she was going to leave.I could not stand it.She was selfish.She had no clue what it did to my heart not knowing where she was ,if she was safe,all she had was a beat-up custom van that was ready
to break down ,no money and no gas.When she pulls a stunt like that she doesn't call and I 'm left praying and crying for the Lord to protect her,scared she will get raped like I was and afraid some one would kill her.
She didn't care and stupid as it was I wasn't going to let her go,till she calmed down and thought about what she was doing.She called the police on me and I know they laughed at me,that's ok,I loved Dana and as
hurtful as she had been to me I didn't want her to leave and no place to go.Of course the police said I couldn't make her stay if she didn't want to so for about a month my insides turning and churning was she ok.
Praying,praying,praying.
            Dennis and I had bought another van just before we separated a blue Windstar,So when Dennis left,he not only left me with a bank account that was overdrawn ,he left me with a house mortgage,a van
payment,a TV payment (we had purchased about three months before a 64in big screen from Rent-a -Center ).I LOST THE HOUSE TO FORECLOSE<BUT IT TOOK ME THREE YEARS LATER I HAD PAID FOR THE WINDSTAR VAN<THE BIG SCREEN TV<NEW FURNITURE<NEW DISHES AND POTS AND PANS<COFFEE MAKER AND APPLIANCES <TOWELS AND WASH CLOTHS<I bought a set washer and dryer from Rent-a-center Paid 2,200 for ,the TV I paid 7,000Dollars and for your information when Dennis and I separated when he lost his business,house and Pu truck,HE sold every thing of his own furniture that he had before we married,Dennis stoled from me .

THINGS I PURCHASED AFTER DENNIS LEFT.BRAND NEW AND I HAVE RECEIPT'S <SO
MY THIEVING PEOPLE YOU DID NOT STEAL WHAT WAS DENNIS"S YOU STOLE  WHAT
WAS MINE AND EARNED BY MY OWN HARD WORK>GOD SAW YOUR THEFT AND NO THIEF WILL SEE THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN<ALSO I HAVE THE ID# FOR THE BIG SCREEN
AND WHO EVER HAS IT IN THEIR HOME CAN AND WILL BE ARRESTED AND PROSTITUTED>AND I BELIEVE SAMMY DAVIDSON CAN FIND THAT TV IN A HOME OF A RELATIVE AS WELL AS MY OTHER STUFF>Dennis took what he wanted when he left and what I had
with me  what I purchased,What you people have done I WILL NOT FORGIVE<EVER
            Dennis and I drove together for Chieftain Contract Services ,we were given older trucks ,so they kept breaking down,We had a dedicated route so we were on a tight schedule.Dennis and I had a dog
named Daisy,I loved that dog very much.I love all dogs,Gods gift to the lonely.We had to change trucks again because the one we were in had something wrong with it,To change trucks is a very time consuming
and exhausted project.You have to clean one and setting it up with all your stuff,then clean the other.It takes alot of time ,Dennis had tied Daisy outside in back of the truck we were transferring out of.When we had
transferred our stuff into the other truck I was going to go ahead and park the bobtail in the lot to be worked on.In the hurry to get this done Dennis did not tell me about Daisy being in the back of the bobtail,I started the truck and pulled away and heard a bump,bump,I stopped and got out and saw my beautiful Daisy laying there dead.I started crying and Dennis just picked Daisy up and threw her in the dumpster.He was cold and cruel to me ,he made sure that when we got back to the house that he left Daisy's collar,bowl food and toys in a place that I would be reminded,Dennis you are a hateful ugly old useless BASTARD!!!!And I am not the only one that knows what you are GOD KNOWS.
        On a trip back from Canada,I was driving and Dennis asked me to throw him his shoe that was by my seat,I picked it up and passed it back to him,it accidentally hit him,he accused me of trowing it to hit him,so he threw a cup (not a plastic or Styrofoams)and hit me in the head right by my right temple,it busted my head open and blood was dripping down my face.I didn't stop because if I did ,it would involve Canadian Police(been through this before,remember Iran)I kept driving to get across back in the US.
         The very last straw for me,was when I had spoken to Dennis that very morning explaining to him I could not take this marriage any longer if things don't change..I needed a husband that loved me the way Jesus loves the church,That the sexual things that had been in our marriage(porno,his cheating,etc)have got to go.I needed attention ,the drivers(this was after we lost our company)that he sat around bragging about when he was an officer,and the officers that he happened to see did not need his attention,I did.I had gotten to the delivery three hours early ,did he sit and talk to me,did he tell me he loved me?No.he got out of the truck and hung around the other drivers for three hrs.Then at the second stop the same thing,I went inside to find out why he was sitting in there,and find him absorbed in telling his stories about being an officer again.
These stories were not stories that impressed me,and I do not understand them impressing anyone else
because these stories were of him being an officer and taking the law into his own hands ,passing the verdict,and punishing the person himself.These stories made me ashamed of him,who did he think he was?
When he got back into the truck and took off I told him he needed to pull over and talk to me right.He
pulled over ,turned around ,and said "so what do you got to say to me"?I told him only one thing,take me to the terminal ,I am not driving with you anymore and I want a divorce.Dennis drove to the terminal and the
assistant terminal manager Dick came out to see me,I told Dick I guess I quit because I can not take this marriage any longer,the abuse that Dennis was giving me I could not take anymore.I was crying ,tears flowing off my face,with Dennis standing there,acting like a child ,mimicking my crying with his fist rubbing his eyes
saying,you poor baby,cant take it anymore.I could not believe my husband was behaving this way in front of another man,our boss at that.Dick had convinced me not to quit but take a run with another female and he would find me another driver to team with(these runs were team runs and all my bosses knew I was a good driver and I got the job done).I went on this run and the female was April,a women I was friends with already ,Three weeks before she came to Bowling Green,Ky to have dinner with me and my husband.
She turned out lazy and I ended up doing almost all of the run myself as she laid in the bed refusing to get up.She was fired when we got back to the terminal.During that run I met John Holt who was almost running the same run that I was ,I told him of what was going on and he said that he was kind of in the same situation,his co-driver's wife was due to have a baby so he would be taking two to three weeks off,John suggested we team,so I talked to Dick and John talked to Dick and I met Johns wife Kim and she was approving so we teamed up.When I had got back home from the trip with April I find rose pedals from where I park my van in front of the house up the stairs ,through the living room,through the bedroom,all over the bed,to the garden tub bathtub filled with bubble bath,Dennis had bought champagne,vodka,whisky.I just shook
my head took the champagne closed the bedroom door ,took a hot bath and called John and confirmed to
start teaming when I got off my time off.
       I went in the living room to find Dennis drunk,I told him my plans ,that I wanted a divorce,that I would not do him the way he had done me in the past ,I would not kick him out,he was welcome to stay but he
would help me with bills,that there are three bedrooms to chose from,but we are done,nothing will ever
detour me from this decision,its over and done.(the house was mine not his).I had to team with other drivers till John's co-driver took his time off.Most of the time Chieftain 's terminal manager Ken Ladd was giving
me inexperienced drivers to make my run with,it was getting frustrating John had four years but his four years experience was being a yard jock,he had not had over the road experience with winter weather yet.This
was a concern of mine,knowing how bad the weather got in Canada.
        When I had come home the next time Dennis had had someone messing with the electric in my house
and only half the house had electricity.I didn't have time this time to figure out what was wrong.I found
a light socket ling on the counter,I figured out what he had done after I showered and put my undergarments
on.He had taken the insulation and rubbed it on my undergarments,It caused blisters in my privet part.Rest assured
I did not have any std's,as I had not cheated on Dennis,Dennis did cheat on me.He purposed to cause
me pain in my private so I would not have another man,Control and punishment was Dennis goal.Dennis
had quit with Chieftain and he had taken all his stuff out of the house.Got a notice from the bank of
overdraft on the house payment.I called the bank and Dennis wrote one check and Mike ,Dennis's brother wrote another cleaning our bank account out,Everything I worked was covering bouncing checks.Which got me behind on the mortgage and when I called them to get a payment pushed to the end of the year,they refused,so knowing that foreclosure was going to happen I asked one of Daniel's friends to help me
to move my stuff in storage ,I didn't want to come off the road and my stuff in the front yard.All of this can be confirmed by the bank and witness.I did not know where Dennis went,who he was with and FRANKLY
MY DEAR I DID NOT GIVE A DAMN>GO TO HELL DENNIS BEAL<BURN AND BE TORMENTED THE WAY YOU TORMENTED ME.Figuring out when Dennis left is easier now
because talking about this all for the first time through it was Nov,2002.I lost my house Feb.2003
WOW,NOW THAT THAT CHAPTER IS OVER BECAUSE I DID NOT HEAR ANYTHING
MORE FROM DENNIS BEAL TILL AUG 2006 REQUESTING A DIVORCE.I REPEAT AGAIN
ALL THAT I AM SAYING, ALL THAT I AM TELLING IS IN NO FORM WITH AN AGENDA
FOR A BOOK OR MOVIE,AND IF ANYONE IS TRYING TO PRODUCE IN ANY WAY MY
LIFE AS IF IT WAS YOURS I WILL TELL YOU IN THE NAME OF JESUS,MAY THE VERY BREATH BE TAKEN FROM YOU AND WILL NOT RETURN TO YOUR BODY TILL THE JUDGEMENT DAY.I WILL STAND NEXT TO JESUS WHEN THE JUDGEMENT CALL IS FOR YOU TO GO TO HELL.FROM 2006-TILL NOW YOU HAVE CAUSED MORE PAIN AND LOSS
IN MY LIFE .MY GOD MAKE YOUR DEATH TO BE A MOST HORRIBLE AND PAINFUL ONE
MAY THE TORMENTORS TORMENT YOU FOR ETERNITY.
                   There are some key things I have remembered during this time ,even though this seems random
and out of sequence of time line I'm trying to remember important things that might give information for the persons who have done this awful thing to my life to be caught.
                    During Daniel's stay with me in Bowling Green ,Ky while he was playing football he got injured
on his knee,when I took him to the Dr.,the Dr. said that Daniel had a tissue growth in his knee,that this happened during his growth in my womb.So he had to have knee surgery .Also during a fight in school,
he chipped a tooth,so I had to take him to the Dentist and had the tooth repaired.
                    During the time we had Dennis Beal Trucking,we had a team couple Randy(went by the handle
Disco Duck) and his girlfriend Wanda,Wanda had a son I met only twice,he was a teenager,he had committed suicide over a break-up.Wanda ,Randy ,Dennis and I had gotten to be friends,finding out that
Wanda was Dennis's relative also.Now I have no clue as to why,but after Wanda's son's death Wanda
became angry with me,saying to me that I had done this to her.I had no idea what she was talking about because I had not done anything to her,I just thought she was in mourning.Dennis and I sent flowers and
gave our sympathies.
                    Another team we had was husband and wife team ,the Maness's,all of out drivers were told when they came to work for us that we would supply a phone in the truck but if they quit or are fired their last check would be held till the phone bill came in.usage was the responsibilities of the driver.Brenda and her husband quit and I held the check till I got the phone bill.While in the office of Superior Transfer Brenda

physically attacked me,I called the police and had her arrested.
                   The time that in Bowling Green,Ky that who ever wrote that letter to me is referring to is that Daniel had got suspended from school for fighting.Daniel had snuck the phone in his room as he was grounded to his room ,I found he had spent half the day talking on the phone ,I confiscated his phone ,unhooked the cable from his room,and as Dennis was coming home that night I wanted the house clean.I had been cleaning all day and after Dinner I told Daniel he was going to help me finish the cleaning.He got smart with me and I made him mop the kitchen floor.I went in the kitchen to get a BUTTER knife to scrape
off stickers that was on my sliding glass doors.Daniel made an ugly remark,before he saw  what kind of knife
that I had,"So are you going to kill me.Is that what you want to do?"By the time my patience was spent and
I told him,"Daniel,if I was going to kill you don't you think I would have already done it."I know that my response was NOT a good one and if I had had time to think before I spoke I would have sat down and talked to him asking him why did he think I would try to kill him.I have NEVER threaten my son's life or even thought about harming my son.I loved my son.