On October 30, 2013 one of the first things that I asked Christine Garrison while I cross examined her on the stand was regarding the whereabouts of our daughter the weekend of October 25-27, 2013. Of course she lied. But why?
October 30, that Wednesday, Christy was on the witness stand. One of the first things I asked Christy if she knew where our daughter spent the last weekend. Christy insisted that she was at home all weekend and that with the exception when she was in class, Christy was also at their home all weekend.
All weekend.
Are you sure, I asked? Is there any way that perhaps Megan had stepped out, without your knowledge and ended up in Big Bear all weekend?
No, no, and no Christy lied convincingly.
All weekend.
Are you sure, I asked? Is there any way that perhaps Megan had stepped out, without your knowledge and ended up in Big Bear all weekend?
No, no, and no Christy lied convincingly.
Two days later, after some fill-in questions Christy's attorney, strangely, began asking Christy questions regarding how she answered my questions regarding Megan's whereabouts the previous weekend.
I had been taking careful notes, but at this time, I stopped and placed my pen down.
It was as good as I thought it would be.
While Christy talked she couldn't help looking over at Commissioner Daniel to see if she was buying into her story.
I was barely able to resist the urge to stand up and shout, “Commissioner Daniel, welcome to my world!”
Instead I just watched amazed that what I have been dealing with for years was being played out again right here, right now, in a courtroom. Right in front of a commissioner.Commissioner Daniel called Christy out on how her testimony two days earlier was so inconsistent with the events that she was now portraying.
But did Commissioner Daniel -- the "trier of facts"-- get it?
It appeared so.
The more questions Commissioner Daniel asked the more Christy buried herself. Her answers were incomprehensible, vague, and left more questions than answers. To a sophisticated mind, someone experienced with personality disorders, or having dealt with an alienating parent, this moment was quite telling.
You see, I had forgotten that my husband had mentioned something about going to Wrightwood (a different mountain community) but I thought nothing of it. It wasn't until Joe brought this up on Wednesday while I was under oath and on the witness stand that I then wondered if they had gone up to the mountains. Funny thing, as it turns out my husband and Megan DID go up to Big Bear. Silly me. But only on Sunday. Hence my confusion.
Christy would occasionally look over at Commissioner Daniel wondering, I'm sure, if she was buying it.
Christy then added this and to a critical thinker you know what this is,
I have receipts to prove my husband was up there. So you see. I am not lying about that part. Sorry your honor. I didn't want you to think I was lying.
The court transcripts for this day will be priceless.
I could only hope that Commissioner Daniel with this obvious lie would snap out of the propensity of being easily duped and that this “trier of facts” would actually be capable of calling on her judicious skills to help her sort through the...umm...bullshit. Although, even without such critical thinking abilities at her disposal, this was such a disaster for Christy that I relaxed in my chair and probably let out a sigh of relief as Commissioner Daniel was exposed to the bizarro-esque antics that I have been dealing with for 15 years.
Welcome to my world Commissioner Daniel.
Christy kept on talking. I wanted to clear things up, she said, I didn’t want the court to think I was lying.
Yes, Commissioner Daniel, that stench floating about your courtroom, is a thick cloud of crazy.
Wake up and smell the crazy.
But instead Commissioner Daniel seemed to take a deep breathe, wave the fog of funk away from her face, and asked us to move on.
The next Trail date was on November 6, 2013 from 1:30 to 4:30 pm
Armed with enough evidence that Christy had lied to cover up her first lie, I was determined to demand that I have my visitation suspension removed.
It had been a year since we have been allowed to have any significant amount of time with Megan and this was a 3-day weekend coming up.
However, Commissioner Daniel, seemingly acting like co-counsel for the petitioner, had issues with the evidence below. (Click on link below or Here)
I was however allowed to question Christy about it. So it was introduced, kinda.
So at the very least, the Commissioner knows that Christy did lie, that our daughter was in Big Bear all weekend and that she was with a dysfunctional and drunk family.
What none of us know right now, and I am determined to find out, is what the hell happened in Big Bear that come Sunday afternoon. What I do know is Megan's friend Maddyson wanted some drugs to make her high enough to forget and why Maddyson was in fear of losing her best friend, Megan.
Click here to go to documentation, evidence, and more on the story
I had been taking careful notes, but at this time, I stopped and placed my pen down.
It was as good as I thought it would be.
While Christy talked she couldn't help looking over at Commissioner Daniel to see if she was buying into her story.
I was barely able to resist the urge to stand up and shout, “Commissioner Daniel, welcome to my world!”
Instead I just watched amazed that what I have been dealing with for years was being played out again right here, right now, in a courtroom. Right in front of a commissioner.Commissioner Daniel called Christy out on how her testimony two days earlier was so inconsistent with the events that she was now portraying.
But did Commissioner Daniel -- the "trier of facts"-- get it?
It appeared so.
The more questions Commissioner Daniel asked the more Christy buried herself. Her answers were incomprehensible, vague, and left more questions than answers. To a sophisticated mind, someone experienced with personality disorders, or having dealt with an alienating parent, this moment was quite telling.
You see, I had forgotten that my husband had mentioned something about going to Wrightwood (a different mountain community) but I thought nothing of it. It wasn't until Joe brought this up on Wednesday while I was under oath and on the witness stand that I then wondered if they had gone up to the mountains. Funny thing, as it turns out my husband and Megan DID go up to Big Bear. Silly me. But only on Sunday. Hence my confusion.
Christy would occasionally look over at Commissioner Daniel wondering, I'm sure, if she was buying it.
Christy then added this and to a critical thinker you know what this is,
I have receipts to prove my husband was up there. So you see. I am not lying about that part. Sorry your honor. I didn't want you to think I was lying.
The court transcripts for this day will be priceless.
I could only hope that Commissioner Daniel with this obvious lie would snap out of the propensity of being easily duped and that this “trier of facts” would actually be capable of calling on her judicious skills to help her sort through the...umm...bullshit. Although, even without such critical thinking abilities at her disposal, this was such a disaster for Christy that I relaxed in my chair and probably let out a sigh of relief as Commissioner Daniel was exposed to the bizarro-esque antics that I have been dealing with for 15 years.
Welcome to my world Commissioner Daniel.
Christy kept on talking. I wanted to clear things up, she said, I didn’t want the court to think I was lying.
Yes, Commissioner Daniel, that stench floating about your courtroom, is a thick cloud of crazy.
Wake up and smell the crazy.
But instead Commissioner Daniel seemed to take a deep breathe, wave the fog of funk away from her face, and asked us to move on.
The next Trail date was on November 6, 2013 from 1:30 to 4:30 pm
Armed with enough evidence that Christy had lied to cover up her first lie, I was determined to demand that I have my visitation suspension removed.
It had been a year since we have been allowed to have any significant amount of time with Megan and this was a 3-day weekend coming up.
However, Commissioner Daniel, seemingly acting like co-counsel for the petitioner, had issues with the evidence below. (Click on link below or Here)
I was however allowed to question Christy about it. So it was introduced, kinda.
So at the very least, the Commissioner knows that Christy did lie, that our daughter was in Big Bear all weekend and that she was with a dysfunctional and drunk family.
What none of us know right now, and I am determined to find out, is what the hell happened in Big Bear that come Sunday afternoon. What I do know is Megan's friend Maddyson wanted some drugs to make her high enough to forget and why Maddyson was in fear of losing her best friend, Megan.
Click here to go to documentation, evidence, and more on the story
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