History of the Police Investigation and My Family

Have seen evidence to suggest the police investigation and "charity project," or gay rights project, began in 1932. There was a deliberate intention to keep a young girl or woman "hostage" and let her write. It was seen as a type of "non-violent civil protest," as advocated by people like Henry David Thoreau.

The females were intended to be held for around 20 years--from about ages 15-35 years, or so. [And that's a long time!] But they didn't have success with the ladies at the beginning. Some movies represent these women as being deaf or blind [they were symbolic kinds of stories]. There's evidence that in 1949, plans were projected forward to 1956. And 1956 was when my parents and relatives came to Canada. By that time, a girl from an immigrant family was wanted, since it was an international police effort.

In 1956, I wasn't even born yet but my parents were newly-married and my aunt and uncle had a young family with children aged 5-12 years, or thereabouts. [If families were anything to go by, I suppose the police hoped my parents would have nice children like my cousins!?] My mother had also studied and worked a little in haute couture in Europe, even doing some modelling for a ladies magazine article by her designer employer.

If people want to ask what does the police project have to do with [me]?, I can say they had reasons to get their hooks into me! And I've written in the first blog about some stories that happened soon after I was born and in my early childhood which must've helped convince the police to follow my family and me.

NOTE: The oldest and youngest of the above cousins were girls. Why didn't the police choose one of them? Have written in the first blog that police preferred people who play the piano because they're more creative [and temperamental, possibly!?]. To my knowledge, nobody in my uncle's family played the piano at the time, even if they took lessons later. My father played the piano and was quite enthusiastic about it--and he also started teaching me when I was young. My mother also recited poetry in public, by the way. [And some relatives in Europe were pastors who later became church leaders there.] ~~There's a "Piano Stories" Label in the first blog, if anyone is interested.