As many of our regular viewers may know, I often check out the search terms in which people have used to stumble upon our blog. Some questions really upset me because it shows that CPS abuse is in full force and effect. Corruption is ramped. False allegations are on the riste. “Judges” continue to side with CPS regardless of available witnesses and evidence presented by the parents. A lot of people are asking about getting the FBI involved. Well, here is my experience about that.
I cannot give a difinitive answer to why the FBI does not investigate Child Protective Services. However, several years ago, now deceased I believe, former Special Agent in Charge of the Los Angeles Field Office, Ted Gunnerson did investigate. Most of the report contained his own testimony as to what he personally witnessed. There are many videos from Mr. Gunnerson on YouTube. You can learn about many operations and investigations involving not only children but many major events and their respective cover-ups. Here is a link to a series of 8 videos
There must be at least a few FBI agents who have surely seen Gunnerson’s videos and read his reports. However, Gunnerson is officially labeled “emotionally disturbed”. This gives you an idea that the FBI completely ignores the kidnapping of our children by CPS. They refuse to get involved in the outrageous injustices bestowed upon families being railroaded by Child Protective Services. They use the excuse that “a Court of competent jurisdiction provided parents due process but subsequently made findings of parental unfitness therefore, CPS and the courts followed the law.”.
We tried to get the FBI involved in our case as well as one other case of a woman we know. In each case, the agents listened and seemed to be concerned. However, there was no follow-up despite several calls back to them.
Here is what happened in our case:
After four years of dealing with CPS, my husband and I had enough. Enough of their manipulative, lying asses. It was blatantly obvious that their plan was to keep and adopt out our precious son. The Court thought they directed physical custody of the children to stay with my father and they did for a few days. After that, he let us take them home every night and for the weekends. We suggested that if anything were to happen that he could blame us so he would feel more comfortable about not getting into any trouble. After what happened to us during our first case, my father was well aware of the manipulative and shady practices of social workers yet this time, my Mom was not around to help him manage the chaos and frustration that having these people in our lives creates. At our first hearing of our second case, the Hearing Officer returned the children to my husband. At the second hearing they were “removed” again. My husband was asked about where the children were and he said that they were with their grandfather. That was true, my kids and I were with my Dad while my husband was at the hearing but we weren’t living there. The Hearing Officer simply stated that the kids were placed with my father but you know what? NO ONE EVER CALLED TO TELL MY FATHER THAT THE COURT “ORDERED” THE CHILDREN PLACED WITH HIM. NO ONE CHECKED TO MAKE SURE THAT THE CHILDREN WERE SAFE. NOT EVEN A PHONE CALL FOR ALMOST TWO MONTHS! One social worker came by a few days before the third hearing but other than that, there was no way for him to even know he had placement of the children if we had not told him!
After several months of the same run-round of lies and manipulation we went through the first time, and after receiving threatening and blackmail-like voicemails from my husband’s ex-wife, we up and moved to Arizona. We already had the children with express permission from my father although we all did have a falling out right about then too. But we took off anyway, and were warmly welcomed by our friends. One whose grandchildren had been needlessly removed from her house a long time ago. The other turned out not to be our “friend” after all. Also, there was a lady they were letting live there for free because they felt sorry for her. Well, she ended up getting annoyed that we were all taking up so much room and Donnelly was making noise or something, so she ended up calling CPS to let them know we were there. She also claimed that the granddaughter had “inappropriate photos” on her phone.
When CPS came to the door, our “friend” was only interested in saving his own ass and traded us for it. As soon as we were aware that CPS was at the door, we had grabbed the kids and went out the back door. Luckily our “friend”s” car was parked in the backyard so we grabbed the keys and took off down the alley. We left without a carseat, shoes, money, our vehicle, and my husband’s trade tools (for earning money to support us) so he went back to retrieve some of those things. He took too long so I began to worry and I went back into the neighborhood. I had no idea that the cops were lurking about waiting for us to come back. When I was spotted and realized it, I took off and tried to play like I was a neighborhood resident, pulling into an empty driveway and turning off the engine. I didn’t realize that there was a helicopter hovering above. Needless to say, the cops turned the corner and knew exactly where we were.. One cop ran up to the car and went to the passenger side where my 17 year old daughter was. He was asking who she was and if she was ok. He was also asking about my son. I toyed with the idea of turning on the car, shoving it into reverse and running from them. Then I started the engine and began to put the car in reverse. Before I knew it another officer had my door open and I was told to put the car in park with a gun pointed to my head. I obeyed his command and then I was dragged out of the car, the gun still to my head, his hands nearly choking me, my arms and hands were restrained and I was in the back of a cop car within seconds. They even removed my earrings, necklace and rings and had them bagged up.
While I was in the back of the cop car, an officer put a phone to my ear and I was told that my husband was on the other end and that I needed to talk him into turning himself in or else he might get seriously hurt. He was inside our friend’s house and the phone he was using was our friend’s phone. He was apparently collaborating and cooperating with the police. I talked to my husband and while he was distracted talking to me on the phone, the cops rushed into that house and tackled him. They brought him down the street to where I was sitting in the cop car and my children sitting on the curb. Then the Arizona social worker, Monique Vazquez arrived. She saw us both in custody and LAUGHED! But an officer began talking to me while I was in the cop car and I tried explaining the situation to her. That is when she asked me if I was the biological mother of the children and I said, “Yes, of course I am, who did you think we were?” She excused herself and went and spoke to the officer in charge. I could hear the anger in his voice when he approached Vazquez and asked her if we were the biological parents. She admitted that we were. Then he demanded to see a court order and she couldn’t provide one. The lead officer then spoke with two other officers who quickly released my husband and I from the back of the cop car, apologizing, I don’t know how many times. We were told that we still had rights to our children but they didn’t say anything else. I wish we would have attempted to pick up our son and refuse to allow him to be taken. I wish I could go back in time and see what would happen if we did that. Instead, we felt intimidated. Extremely intimidated due to what we had just been put through. My daughter however, was refusing to go with them. She even asked the police if she had to go, she said, “What are you going to do? Pick me up and force me into that car? I don’t think so, you can’t t TOUCH me!” The police did not say anything. But Donnelly was already in the CPS car by then and we asked her to go so Donnelly wouldn’t be alone. The whole way to the CPS office, she was texting me, telling me every corner they turned, every street they drove. I think that may be the reason why they separated her from Donnelly. They stuck Kayla in a group home and Donnelly went to a foster home. I replied to her text which told me so and asked her to make sure that she be given a contact phone number for Donnelly.
After the night with the cops and the taking of our children, my husband was on the phone, calling everyone who could possibly do anything to assist us. The FBI was the second call, the first was to CPS in California. My husband called the local Arizona field office, then Los Angeles. Both agents whom my husband spoke with seemed genuinely concerned but we didn’t receive any further response. My husband called back several times with no return phone call. He also went down the to local police station and complained about how we were treated the night before and demanded that they do something. They pretty much had to kick him out of the station because he refused to leave until they gave him some answers.
By the second day, Kayla had the phone number and had spoken with Donnelly. Within 2 hours I had 4 addresses of Donnelly’s possible location. I sent my husband and friend to go find him. Meanwhile, Kaya was begging for me to pick her up because the group home was full of rough and rowdy girls who threatened to “initiate” her by replacing her shampoo with Nair. That is a very traumatic threat for a teenage girl. I told Kayla to figure out a way to get out of the house, which was like escaping from a prison for her, and to wait at the CVS that was a few blocks away. I sent someone to pick her up. Kayla was with us the rest of the time, CPS wasn’t even looking for her. They never even called us to let us know that she was “missing” from the group home!
Kayla told us that she was told that Calfiornia CPS was scheduled to pick her up in a few hours. I had to call off my husband from looking for Donnelly as Kayla believed that California already had him.
A few weeks later, after having visited Donnelly three weeks in a row, driving back to California every week, we couldn’t bear the pain that was evident on our son’s face and in his voice begging to leave with us. We made several more phone calls the the FBI, with no return call, after observing a bruise on Donnelly’s face. Donnelly explained to us that his “brother” (foster) hit him. We made a resolution to rescue Donnelly ourselves if authorities were not going to help us.
We then planned and executed a rescue mission which was quite successful. However, our actions landed us on a Most Wanted list, the subjects of an Amber Alert and made several local and national news reports, TV, radio and print. Eventually we were apprehended in Flagstaff, Arizona after a family trip to the Grand Canyon. Charged with kidnapping and child stealing, we were extradited to California. My husband’s bail was set at $500,000, mine at $80,000.