Keene TERRORIZES ANOTHER FAMILY!!!!
How is it possible to loose everything after I report abuse of my family? My daughter has a birth defect, and I have a significant physical disability. I went to the court to get protection from a landlord who harassed, threatened , swore at me and my daughter, came into my paid apt anytime he felt like it, called us names relating to our physical issued I was called a “f–king crippled freak”, my daughter was called a “pathetic little monster”,I was told by Tom J Wood Sr that he would make my life a” f–king living hell”. I called the Keene police I was told to take a protective order out so I did. After Mr Wood stalked me he took pictures to the Keene police, and told the police “stories” that made no sense. He told Officer Moore that I was carrying around dead mice which is insane. He demanded the “mice” over and over because he said he wanted to have them tested? Tested for what? He didn’t want to have mice tested he wanted to dispose of them, I took pictures and discarded the mice.I do not carry dead mice this is disgusting. The apt was full of rodents and I have a 8 year old daughter, who did not need to be exposed to droppings from squirrel’s, mice,The “stories” were never verified. Instead of the police protecting my family, they coded me stating I have a “mental problem” even if I did I have the right to be protected, and the right to live in my paid apt in peace without being terrorized by a landlord. The police failed me and my family. I was told to “get the f-out or I will throw you out” I thought I would be protected”. This landlord “stalked me” he took pictures and showed them to the Keene police. The police refused to allow me to file a criminal complaint, over and over. they said was “this is a civil matter”. On my court date 2/6/12. I went to the court in Keene.” I was not allowed to speak” Judge Burke repeatedly said over and over “i don’t want to hear it.” He gave me 5 minutes. He got frustrated. he cut me off from speaking. he went over to he Landlord from HELL and allowed him to LIE saying he lived in the apt on the 2nd floor. He did not.I stated this and Judge Burke said “it dosent matter”? My rent was paid by Keene housing authority and a former rep payee for my social security. The judge took the matter under advisement On 2/7/12 my protective order was denied Every motion was denied.The night before I received a demand for rent placed inside my locked apt. The door had to unlocked for this demand for rent. How can I get a demand for rent when my rent was already paid? My cashed rent checks that were paid by my social security disability were cashed at Jaks convenience store where Mr, Wood”s son works.I brought the cashed checks to the Keene police where I saw Mr Wood showing pictures to a police officer. I had no idea he was taking my pictures this is stalking.Police did nothing.My daughter was terrified she said mommy “are the police going to shoot us”. This is horrible!! I couldn’t answer this question. I begged officer Moore to do more. I was dealing with school issues both my daughter and I were treated like crap BECAUSE WE LOOK DIFFERENT all the people we trusted hurt us.My daughter was put into foster care on 4-14-12 all the people there were reported. I was sexually harassed and tortured by DCYF
I was called into the principals office at Symon’ds Elementary school by my daughters bus was taken away because a “boy kissed” my daughter.
.I just started walking after 25 hours of spine surgery. My daughter was called a jerk by the principal. She was sworn at. She was abused by the school. We both were. IEP meetings were changed at the last minute. I was reminded that I was “disabled”. When I tried to mention that my daughter was abused by “caretakers” and her previous school. it was too much information. it dosent take a phd to abuse a child just a lack of patience and tolerance. Judge Burke the same Judge that would not let me speak. I asked the court for a different Judge I was told “you cant do that” I was locked out of my paid apt on 4-27-12. My property and my daughters dolls were thrown on the lawn with a “free” sign.
DCYF protected MDS were my family was talked about the gossip and blatant slander was horrible we were referred to as “retarded, stupid, mental crazy,I was refused my own social security money. i was refused to see a bank statement, i was refused basic needs. exploited.My daughter was called a liar she was no liar. I saw this abuse with my own eyes. I was called a “freak” .
DCYF didn’t care about my daughter, they protected the school and MDS.This is blatant abuse of a of a vundeable family. Victimize the victims, the vulnerable.If you cant ask the police or the court to protect you who can you ask? Both me and my daughter were treated horrible in Keene because we look different. Thats the truth.
Amanda Ariel Rainault
on November 16, 2012 at 5:34 pm
In 2007, my daughter Mercedes , almost 4 months old passed away. That morning it was about 5 and I knew once I saw light something was wrong. I ran to where my daughter was sleeping. Because it was summer my family and I were downstairs sleeping. My children had a huge room (the den/kids play room) and myself and their father were sleeping in the living room. The den and the living room are connected by a massive entrance way. The entire night my children were visible. The previous night my daughter had been changed, fed and laid to sleep at 11:30 11:45 at night. She was in the stage where she would sleep anywhere from 4-6 sometimes 8! The 8 hours I only witnessed twice, but even then she was fine. When I finally realized something wasn’t right I ran over to her and started screaming ‘no,no,no’! Her whole face was blotched with deep purple patches. Without hesitation I immediately drove to Littleton Hospital in NH! What seemed to be the first ten minutes of arriving in the ER noone was at the emergency window. I was screaming for help during that time. Finally a nurse, doctor and the desk clerk came to my “rescue”. When the doctor came to gather my daughter for revival he asked why is she wet? I stated, ‘well she was sleeping, so she could have either bet sweating heavily (because her brother and father do the same at night in the summer) or she could have leaked through her diaper.’ I also stated, ‘if it was her diaper well I don’t wake my kids up until they are ready to wake up.’ With that response the doctor took her into the ER Room to try and revive her. About 40 minutes later he came out and said there is not much they could do for her. I told the doctor because of circumstances I needed to run home grab my phone to call people, cigarettes (because I very stressed an overwhelmed) and to check on my son. The hospital said it would be ok. I invisioned this taking 20-30 minutes. It actually took close to 45 minutes! WHY!? When I arrived to my home the first time around from the hospital there was a police officer there. For the first 20 minutes he would not allow us in the home. I and my childrens father pleaded with the officer to let us in. Finally he did with permission from his supervisor. I rushed into my home immediately to check on my son. He was ok but I could tell he knew something was wrong. Esp. where he threw his hands up to be picked up saying ‘Sissy’. I grabbed him and ran upstairs with him and sat on what would have been her bed when she got older. At that time a few more officers showed up as well as my friends mother. Conveniently our phones had been shut off that day. I asked my friends mother to hold my son and watch him while I go back to the hospital. When I got back there was no concern from the hospital of why it took so long. For about another 40-45 minutes we stayed at the hospital saying our good-byes to our daughter and being informed (more like questioned) from the doctor about our daughter. When I finally returned home there was 20 officers all from different precincts at my home. I asked why so many, they said it was routine when a child passes away. Because of the “sincerity” of the officers I allowed them to do “what they had to do”. Not knowing I was suspect of a inhumane crime. I went into the home and asked my friends mother to take my son in her car to her home so I could run to the dollar tree to buy phone cards and call my family to let them know what happened. As soon as police saw me buckling my son in just about to leave, I look across the street to see a DCYF worker pull up. With all my grief I told my friends mom in the drivers seat to please get out of her car, noting to her I am not sure what is going to happen but I know you don’t want to be a part of this. I asked her for her keys and told her to roll her windows up and lock her car door on the way out. I had about a 30 minute siege with my son. I didn’t understand why he was being taken. During this siege I had a conversation with the state worker…she was trying to be empathetic to me and I admit I was being shrewd with her. Then I rolled the back window down where my son was blocking him from anyone able to put there hands in. In front of my was about 6-7 police. I asked the Chief of Police in Littleton, rather nicely and clearly, why are you taking my son? He did not answer so I asked nicely another 2-3 times with still no reply from him or any of the officers. Then I started saying it over and over and over again. I wanted and NEEDED to know. Then the Chief of Police turned his head towards me and shouted “SHUT THE FUCK UP”. My children father looked at him and said you can’t talk to her like that…then he started threatening to arrest him….they did not arrest him but at least my X stood up for me and told the Chief to answer my one question. Come to find out the hospital did not like my answers and called DCYF and police stating there was foul play with a possible drowning. Finally I was convinced that once it was proven there was no foul play involved I could get my son back. I would say 3-6weeks later (honestly I can’t remember which it was) I received a call from the Head State examiner. I put the call on speaker phone, what he said was it wasn’t SID’s, it was a rapid viral infection and there was nothing we could do about it. So I then stated, “what about the 4 shots she received 3 days prior (2 in each leg)’ he then rapidly responded “No, no no no!” Insistently! Even after those findings were made the case turned away from my daughter and aimed all sights on our son. Apparently that night before two girls were at my home. I would say they were their for about 20-30 minutes. My children’s father had issues with her holding our son, while she was holding him I heard she was bragging about being high on cocaine and Ecstasy. My X tried to pull him from her and she said “no he’s scared of you”! Finally he got our son from her and asked her to leave. The smartass pulled out of our driveway and pulled into our neighbors driveway. My X was furious and started to peg crab apples at her car. According to several witnesses one bounced off the car and hit my son on the lower abdomen. A week or two prior to that my X was at work early in the morning working a very short shift. When he got home and went up the stairs he saw my son with his foot facing up and his belly laying down. Apparently it got caught between the bar, however my son was not crying. We called the Pediatrician to get advice on what to do, she stated well have him walk on it for a half an hour and see if his limping stops. Which it did! In our court hearings they had x-rays of his leg. I guess it was a hairline fracture which obviously would be caused by the crib. What they didn’t show in the records was our phone call about the incident to the Clinic! Also they had photos of my daughters lower regions. 3 days prior to her passing, I had made an appointment because she had a very nasty rash in her under regions. Also while I was there I had my sons iron levels checked and they suggested having her get caught up with her shots. I was a little weary but had them go ahead with it. On thursday, I had to work so I couldn’t fill the prescription in time. Friday, I did not have transportation to the pharmacy because my X had our car for his work. That day the rash actually went almost all the way away without the prescription (I used butt-paste) The day she passed the rash had came back and worse than before so DCYF took pictures of it and used it against me. As for her shots, in 2004 I started a law-suit against another local hospital for the death of my daughter Hailey. I won and that is how I purchased my home, furniture, clothes etc. for my children and family. As you can see I am not really trusting of hospitals because of what happened to my daughter. I believe the shots killed my daughter, I believe my son was taken wrongly, I believe things used against me were not probable. I also know I was on a watch list for drugs. I am not saying I haven’t used before but in that time I was not, I had a family. The person living across the street
was a retired judge and made many calls to the PD on us for very ignorant things. The day my daughter passed his sister came to visit his house and shouted from across the street “that’s what you get” also I know I was on the watch list for cocaine because an anonymous call had been made. When my son was taken I offered to take drugs tests, all came back negative, also the girl who was bragging about being on substances the night before was able to testify on stand against myself and my X. I had never seen her face or knew her name before that day of her testimony. Unjust indeed! I feel this organization could possibly help me fight the power of corrupt government! When I finally let them take my son that day I asked 6 out of the 20 officers from 4 different precincts if I could drive away. One of the officers I asked was the first on scene. 3 weeks later I received a ticket for $660 for driving. I know I did not have a license but they knew that too, I even told them and they still gave me permission. I refused to pay it, but then paid a little, just to get arrested one (unruly of protecting a friend from boys she didn’t know) night and shipped to Grafton. When I got my personal belongings for court the next day the officer driving stated, “I don’t know why you got your things, they are not going to release you”. I was irate but didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to be accused of more…that officer did not know me and I don’t have a record like that for him to make such a statement. As for the story above, sir I am praying you and your daughter gets justice! I NEED HELP FIGHTING THE CAUSE, I CHOSE TO SIGN MY RIGHTS AWAY in 2009 because my son was almost 4 and I didn’t want him to go thru this anymore. I left his father in 2008 and because of it the state start pointing more heat on me. Also a state worker (parent aid) was calling places I would tell her about assuring they did not higher me and also was not accepting phones calls from me for visits unless my X was with me. I also witnessed her picking up a well known heroin addict and traveling a half an hour with him and my son in the car together. Also the reason I left my X was because I was told by a state worker in the Health and Human Services building if I left him I could get my son back. At first she was beating around the bush but I asked point blank ‘ what you are saying, is if I leave him I can get my son back, yes or no’ I had to repeat it 2-3 times but eventually she assured me with a solid yes. She lied of coarse, I did not get my son back. 🙁
Amanda Ariel Rainault
on November 16, 2012 at 5:47 pm
Also my story was blasted by main stream media…no names were given but it was stated the entire time of foul play never to be re-buttled with it wasn’t their fault!
Keene TERRORIZES ANOTHER FAMILY!!!!
How is it possible to loose everything after I report abuse of my family? My daughter has a birth defect, and I have a significant physical disability. I went to the court to get protection from a landlord who harassed, threatened , swore at me and my daughter, came into my paid apt anytime he felt like it, called us names relating to our physical issued I was called a “f–king crippled freak”, my daughter was called a “pathetic little monster”,I was told by Tom J Wood Sr that he would make my life a” f–king living hell”. I called the Keene police I was told to take a protective order out so I did. After Mr Wood stalked me he took pictures to the Keene police, and told the police “stories” that made no sense. He told Officer Moore that I was carrying around dead mice which is insane. He demanded the “mice” over and over because he said he wanted to have them tested? Tested for what? He didn’t want to have mice tested he wanted to dispose of them, I took pictures and discarded the mice.I do not carry dead mice this is disgusting. The apt was full of rodents and I have a 8 year old daughter, who did not need to be exposed to droppings from squirrel’s, mice,The “stories” were never verified. Instead of the police protecting my family, they coded me stating I have a “mental problem” even if I did I have the right to be protected, and the right to live in my paid apt in peace without being terrorized by a landlord. The police failed me and my family. I was told to “get the f-out or I will throw you out” I thought I would be protected”. This landlord “stalked me” he took pictures and showed them to the Keene police. The police refused to allow me to file a criminal complaint, over and over. they said was “this is a civil matter”. On my court date 2/6/12. I went to the court in Keene.” I was not allowed to speak” Judge Burke repeatedly said over and over “i don’t want to hear it.” He gave me 5 minutes. He got frustrated. he cut me off from speaking. he went over to he Landlord from HELL and allowed him to LIE saying he lived in the apt on the 2nd floor. He did not.I stated this and Judge Burke said “it dosent matter”? My rent was paid by Keene housing authority and a former rep payee for my social security. The judge took the matter under advisement On 2/7/12 my protective order was denied Every motion was denied.The night before I received a demand for rent placed inside my locked apt. The door had to unlocked for this demand for rent. How can I get a demand for rent when my rent was already paid? My cashed rent checks that were paid by my social security disability were cashed at Jaks convenience store where Mr, Wood”s son works.I brought the cashed checks to the Keene police where I saw Mr Wood showing pictures to a police officer. I had no idea he was taking my pictures this is stalking.Police did nothing.My daughter was terrified she said mommy “are the police going to shoot us”. This is horrible!! I couldn’t answer this question. I begged officer Moore to do more. I was dealing with school issues both my daughter and I were treated like crap BECAUSE WE LOOK DIFFERENT all the people we trusted hurt us.My daughter was put into foster care on 4-14-12 all the people there were reported. I was sexually harassed and tortured by DCYF
I was called into the principals office at Symon’ds Elementary school by my daughters bus was taken away because a “boy kissed” my daughter.
.I just started walking after 25 hours of spine surgery. My daughter was called a jerk by the principal. She was sworn at. She was abused by the school. We both were. IEP meetings were changed at the last minute. I was reminded that I was “disabled”. When I tried to mention that my daughter was abused by “caretakers” and her previous school. it was too much information. it dosent take a phd to abuse a child just a lack of patience and tolerance. Judge Burke the same Judge that would not let me speak. I asked the court for a different Judge I was told “you cant do that” I was locked out of my paid apt on 4-27-12. My property and my daughters dolls were thrown on the lawn with a “free” sign.
DCYF protected MDS were my family was talked about the gossip and blatant slander was horrible we were referred to as “retarded, stupid, mental crazy,I was refused my own social security money. i was refused to see a bank statement, i was refused basic needs. exploited.My daughter was called a liar she was no liar. I saw this abuse with my own eyes. I was called a “freak” .
DCYF didn’t care about my daughter, they protected the school and MDS.This is blatant abuse of a of a vundeable family. Victimize the victims, the vulnerable.If you cant ask the police or the court to protect you who can you ask? Both me and my daughter were treated horrible in Keene because we look different. Thats the truth.
In 2007, my daughter Mercedes , almost 4 months old passed away. That morning it was about 5 and I knew once I saw light something was wrong. I ran to where my daughter was sleeping. Because it was summer my family and I were downstairs sleeping. My children had a huge room (the den/kids play room) and myself and their father were sleeping in the living room. The den and the living room are connected by a massive entrance way. The entire night my children were visible. The previous night my daughter had been changed, fed and laid to sleep at 11:30 11:45 at night. She was in the stage where she would sleep anywhere from 4-6 sometimes 8! The 8 hours I only witnessed twice, but even then she was fine. When I finally realized something wasn’t right I ran over to her and started screaming ‘no,no,no’! Her whole face was blotched with deep purple patches. Without hesitation I immediately drove to Littleton Hospital in NH! What seemed to be the first ten minutes of arriving in the ER noone was at the emergency window. I was screaming for help during that time. Finally a nurse, doctor and the desk clerk came to my “rescue”. When the doctor came to gather my daughter for revival he asked why is she wet? I stated, ‘well she was sleeping, so she could have either bet sweating heavily (because her brother and father do the same at night in the summer) or she could have leaked through her diaper.’ I also stated, ‘if it was her diaper well I don’t wake my kids up until they are ready to wake up.’ With that response the doctor took her into the ER Room to try and revive her. About 40 minutes later he came out and said there is not much they could do for her. I told the doctor because of circumstances I needed to run home grab my phone to call people, cigarettes (because I very stressed an overwhelmed) and to check on my son. The hospital said it would be ok. I invisioned this taking 20-30 minutes. It actually took close to 45 minutes! WHY!? When I arrived to my home the first time around from the hospital there was a police officer there. For the first 20 minutes he would not allow us in the home. I and my childrens father pleaded with the officer to let us in. Finally he did with permission from his supervisor. I rushed into my home immediately to check on my son. He was ok but I could tell he knew something was wrong. Esp. where he threw his hands up to be picked up saying ‘Sissy’. I grabbed him and ran upstairs with him and sat on what would have been her bed when she got older. At that time a few more officers showed up as well as my friends mother. Conveniently our phones had been shut off that day. I asked my friends mother to hold my son and watch him while I go back to the hospital. When I got back there was no concern from the hospital of why it took so long. For about another 40-45 minutes we stayed at the hospital saying our good-byes to our daughter and being informed (more like questioned) from the doctor about our daughter. When I finally returned home there was 20 officers all from different precincts at my home. I asked why so many, they said it was routine when a child passes away. Because of the “sincerity” of the officers I allowed them to do “what they had to do”. Not knowing I was suspect of a inhumane crime. I went into the home and asked my friends mother to take my son in her car to her home so I could run to the dollar tree to buy phone cards and call my family to let them know what happened. As soon as police saw me buckling my son in just about to leave, I look across the street to see a DCYF worker pull up. With all my grief I told my friends mom in the drivers seat to please get out of her car, noting to her I am not sure what is going to happen but I know you don’t want to be a part of this. I asked her for her keys and told her to roll her windows up and lock her car door on the way out. I had about a 30 minute siege with my son. I didn’t understand why he was being taken. During this siege I had a conversation with the state worker…she was trying to be empathetic to me and I admit I was being shrewd with her. Then I rolled the back window down where my son was blocking him from anyone able to put there hands in. In front of my was about 6-7 police. I asked the Chief of Police in Littleton, rather nicely and clearly, why are you taking my son? He did not answer so I asked nicely another 2-3 times with still no reply from him or any of the officers. Then I started saying it over and over and over again. I wanted and NEEDED to know. Then the Chief of Police turned his head towards me and shouted “SHUT THE FUCK UP”. My children father looked at him and said you can’t talk to her like that…then he started threatening to arrest him….they did not arrest him but at least my X stood up for me and told the Chief to answer my one question. Come to find out the hospital did not like my answers and called DCYF and police stating there was foul play with a possible drowning. Finally I was convinced that once it was proven there was no foul play involved I could get my son back. I would say 3-6weeks later (honestly I can’t remember which it was) I received a call from the Head State examiner. I put the call on speaker phone, what he said was it wasn’t SID’s, it was a rapid viral infection and there was nothing we could do about it. So I then stated, “what about the 4 shots she received 3 days prior (2 in each leg)’ he then rapidly responded “No, no no no!” Insistently! Even after those findings were made the case turned away from my daughter and aimed all sights on our son. Apparently that night before two girls were at my home. I would say they were their for about 20-30 minutes. My children’s father had issues with her holding our son, while she was holding him I heard she was bragging about being high on cocaine and Ecstasy. My X tried to pull him from her and she said “no he’s scared of you”! Finally he got our son from her and asked her to leave. The smartass pulled out of our driveway and pulled into our neighbors driveway. My X was furious and started to peg crab apples at her car. According to several witnesses one bounced off the car and hit my son on the lower abdomen. A week or two prior to that my X was at work early in the morning working a very short shift. When he got home and went up the stairs he saw my son with his foot facing up and his belly laying down. Apparently it got caught between the bar, however my son was not crying. We called the Pediatrician to get advice on what to do, she stated well have him walk on it for a half an hour and see if his limping stops. Which it did! In our court hearings they had x-rays of his leg. I guess it was a hairline fracture which obviously would be caused by the crib. What they didn’t show in the records was our phone call about the incident to the Clinic! Also they had photos of my daughters lower regions. 3 days prior to her passing, I had made an appointment because she had a very nasty rash in her under regions. Also while I was there I had my sons iron levels checked and they suggested having her get caught up with her shots. I was a little weary but had them go ahead with it. On thursday, I had to work so I couldn’t fill the prescription in time. Friday, I did not have transportation to the pharmacy because my X had our car for his work. That day the rash actually went almost all the way away without the prescription (I used butt-paste) The day she passed the rash had came back and worse than before so DCYF took pictures of it and used it against me. As for her shots, in 2004 I started a law-suit against another local hospital for the death of my daughter Hailey. I won and that is how I purchased my home, furniture, clothes etc. for my children and family. As you can see I am not really trusting of hospitals because of what happened to my daughter. I believe the shots killed my daughter, I believe my son was taken wrongly, I believe things used against me were not probable. I also know I was on a watch list for drugs. I am not saying I haven’t used before but in that time I was not, I had a family. The person living across the street
was a retired judge and made many calls to the PD on us for very ignorant things. The day my daughter passed his sister came to visit his house and shouted from across the street “that’s what you get” also I know I was on the watch list for cocaine because an anonymous call had been made. When my son was taken I offered to take drugs tests, all came back negative, also the girl who was bragging about being on substances the night before was able to testify on stand against myself and my X. I had never seen her face or knew her name before that day of her testimony. Unjust indeed! I feel this organization could possibly help me fight the power of corrupt government! When I finally let them take my son that day I asked 6 out of the 20 officers from 4 different precincts if I could drive away. One of the officers I asked was the first on scene. 3 weeks later I received a ticket for $660 for driving. I know I did not have a license but they knew that too, I even told them and they still gave me permission. I refused to pay it, but then paid a little, just to get arrested one (unruly of protecting a friend from boys she didn’t know) night and shipped to Grafton. When I got my personal belongings for court the next day the officer driving stated, “I don’t know why you got your things, they are not going to release you”. I was irate but didn’t say anything because I didn’t want to be accused of more…that officer did not know me and I don’t have a record like that for him to make such a statement. As for the story above, sir I am praying you and your daughter gets justice! I NEED HELP FIGHTING THE CAUSE, I CHOSE TO SIGN MY RIGHTS AWAY in 2009 because my son was almost 4 and I didn’t want him to go thru this anymore. I left his father in 2008 and because of it the state start pointing more heat on me. Also a state worker (parent aid) was calling places I would tell her about assuring they did not higher me and also was not accepting phones calls from me for visits unless my X was with me. I also witnessed her picking up a well known heroin addict and traveling a half an hour with him and my son in the car together. Also the reason I left my X was because I was told by a state worker in the Health and Human Services building if I left him I could get my son back. At first she was beating around the bush but I asked point blank ‘ what you are saying, is if I leave him I can get my son back, yes or no’ I had to repeat it 2-3 times but eventually she assured me with a solid yes. She lied of coarse, I did not get my son back. 🙁
Also my story was blasted by main stream media…no names were given but it was stated the entire time of foul play never to be re-buttled with it wasn’t their fault!