I know too much

Hi Jane

It sounds like your my kid alright. My middle name is Patrick not Partick. That was your Grandfathers middle name too. You’ve obviously inhereted my spelling capacity. You’ve never been allowed to know anything about me because they don’t want you to know who they really are and what they did to you. It looks like they’ve done a good job on you as years of forced isolation, a life of being lied to by everyone around you and a stolen education that could have made us all stinking rich doesn’t strike you as unusual.
The Hall of Fame is where they put memorablia of you (Usually Museums) if everyone thinks you have an outstanding talent. Probably, the Yeomen band from Toronto is in the Ontario – Canada Hall of Fame. I was in that with Terry Watkinson (Max Webster – Kim Mitchell). He told me a couple of years ago that you were looking for me. Vicki, the people she associates with and the government had sealed you off but good and I had to wait until you and the other kids were older to try to communicate with you because the Gibson’s were sooo violent. I’m in the Manitoba Hall of Fame for a band called the Orfans – the most popular band in the history of the province. I was 20 yrs old. We won a poll issued by the museum by 700% over second place.
Vicki’s grandmother deliberatley burned your face when you were just a few days old. I had let her babysit you and got some horrible vibes and cut it short. If I hadn’t of done that your face would be all scarred and you may have ended up blind. (from the sun) You had huge blisters on your face. Her brother attempted to poison you with cockroach killer in Toronto. He was staying with us and you had just begun to crawl. You would crawl to the kitcthen first thing in the morning and he had been putting cockroach killer shit all over the floor. I told him to stop and why. I slept that night with one eye open … sure enough … you took off for the kitchen and I grabbed you halfway. There was six inches of poisen foam on every square inch of the floor. I threw him out. Couple all of this with Vicki’s refusal to engage in a single conversation about a child (period – ever) … her ability to lie for years to anybody about anything at all … and her strange perverted need to spend all her time hating musicians when I was supplying her with the best in the country to learn from … do the math … don’t tell me she isn’t capable of killing you. she is an insanely jealous person and only accomplished about a grade one in 15 years of effort. I wanted to see if it could be done and had dropped everything else to give it a try. Well, we’re looking at the answer to that question. She would never ever try to learn anything – I pretty much tricked her into it. I eventually just couldn’t take all that violence anymore. I’m sure I’d be dead by now.
I gotta chill for now – I do email at the library. It’s not easy to make money when you’re living in hiding and your proffession calls for publicity so I’m scratchin around. Now that I’m getting the truth to you I will feel a little more secure about getting back up. Pass some shit on to the boys if possible. Don’t get killed. Danny – I’m outa time – later gator

It’s creepy to see how he tosses in tiny slivers of truth to prick at the mind. Tiny painful invaders just under the skin. I did contact Terry last I was back east, but not once did I ask for Danny. I can see how actual events have been percieved as vastly different from the reality. I’m too tired right now to contemplate any of what this may mean in the world. Last thing I could want is him “out of hiding”. If I’m going to write back, it will have to be something explaining that I want nothing to do with him, nor do any of the rest of the family. Course, also, it would be good to know if there IS more family. Other women and children we’re not aware of that he’s met, spawned, damaged, whatever.