GENESIS THE BULLET WAS MEANT FOR ME D.C. SNIPER STORY UNTOLD (eBook)
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192 Seiten
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978-1-0983-4208-1 (ISBN)
192 Seiten
Bookbaby (Verlag)
978-1-0983-4208-1 (ISBN)
Far from the flashing lights of media attention surrounding the D.C. Snipers is a story of domestic violence and abuse that erupted in the small town of Tacoma, Washington before spreading across the country in murderous fashion to our nation's capital. In October 2002, the people who lived in and around Washington D.C. feared for their lives every time they left home. This is a true story of where the killing spree of the D.C. Snipers began. John Muhammad and Lee Boyd Malvo murdered 21 year old Keenya Cook in Tacoma in February 2002. Author Isa Farrington-Nichols found herself very close to these dangerous murderers. The first sniper bullet was meant for her. The book details the personal relationship she had with John Muhamad and his wife Mildred Muhammad.
Far from the flashing lights of media attention surrounding the D.C. Snipers is a story of domestic violence and abuse that erupted in the small town of Tacoma, Washington before spreading across the country in murderous fashion to our nation's capital. In October 2002, the people who lived in and around Washington D.C. feared for their lives every time they left home. This is a true story of where the killing spree of the D.C. Snipers began. John Muhammad and Lee Boyd Malvo murdered 21 year old Keenya Cook in Tacoma February 16, 2002. Author Isa Farrington-Nichols found herself very close to these dangerous murderers. The first sniper bullet was meant for her. The book details the personal relationship she had with both John Muhamad and his wife Mildred Muhammad, who Isa helped to regain custody of her abducted children and escape from Muhammad's abuse.
Far from the flashing lights of media attention surrounding the D.C. Snipers is a story of domestic violence and abuse that erupted in the small town of Tacoma, Washington before spreading across the country in murderous fashion to our nation's capital. In October 2002, the people who lived in and around Washington D.C. feared for their lives every time they left home. This is a true story of where the killing spree of the D.C. Snipers began. John Muhammad and Lee Boyd Malvo murdered 21 year old Keenya Cook in Tacoma February 16, 2002. Author Isa Farrington-Nichols found herself very close to these dangerous murderers. The first sniper bullet was meant for her. The book details the personal relationship she had with both John Muhamad and his wife Mildred Muhammad, who Isa helped to regain custody of her abducted children and escape from Muhammad's abuse.
THE MUHAMMAD FAMILY
John and Mildred had three young children, two girls and one son. Little John, Salena, and baby Taalibah. Taalibah was 15 months old when I first met the whole family. Mildred and I grew closer and our families became close as well. My oldest daughter, Tasherra, was a fill-in babysitter for Mildred’s three children while Mildred and John worked the business.
I celebrate my birthday in April, and since it was also the end of tax season, I would entertain my clients as a thank you for their accounting and tax business. It was a way to say thank you for their support, because I really appreciated their business. I went all out for my birthday celebration, honoring my clients and networking for new ones. John and Mildred attended. John helped with the fish fry cookout. John and Mildred were Nation of Islam and did not eat red meat or pork. We had a good time.
Our relationship had grown to be so pleasurable that my family was invited to the Williams’ family celebrations. I had the privilege of meeting Mildred’s mother, Mrs. Olivia Green. Mrs. Olivia was in her late sixties and she was the primary care giver for the Williams children while John and Mildred worked 10 to 12-hour days. Mrs. Olivia loved her grandchildren. She came for the birth of Taalibah and remained with her daughter and son-in-law in their home. She was on Social Security, Medicare. She had some medical illnesses; one of her illnesses was diabetes. She also had a stroke; she was a stroke survivor.
Mrs. Olivia was a very strong and opinionated Christian woman. She was not Muslim, and did not waste any time letting you know that she was saved, sanctified, and filled with the Holy Ghost. When she found out I was a Christian, she would share with me often of the goodness of Jesus Christ to her. She loved her daughter very much. She loved John. But mostly, she really loved being around her grandchildren, especially the newest baby Taalibah.
It was Mildred’s decision not to allow her mother to be put in a nursing home, but to come and share in her life. It was not always easy, as Mildred was raised Christian and had recently converted to the Nation of Islam. This was quite a change from the Christian child Mrs. Olivia raised. Mrs. Olivia knew very little about the Muslim religion. Mrs. Olivia continued with her faith, praying in the name of Jesus. Mildred respected her mother and made sure that she got to church, prayer meetings, and anywhere else Mrs. Olivia needed to go.
I too, had my parent staying with me. My father, James Farrington, was a stroke victim, a stroke survivor. In 1993, I moved my father to Tacoma with me, to live with Joseph, my daughters, and me. My father’s stoke came one week before his 60th birthday. He was retired after 20 years of truck driving. In his spare time, my father delivered lunches to senior citizens at noon. One day, he had got out of his truck and his leg began to drag, then he fell over. Fortunately, someone had seen him fall, and noticed that he was having a stroke. The paramedics were called and took him to the hospital. The stroke changed my father’s entire life. The quality of his life, as he knew it, was now dependent on help from others. Eventually, my father moved to Washington and became a member of my immediate family. I always told him I would be there for him whenever he needed me, that I would not abandon him. I told him to always remember that I would care for him. And I meant that!
Having to care for elderly parents was just another area in Mildred’s and my life that we had some commonality. Both of our parents were demanding and in need. They both had critical medical conditions. And we were both the youngest of our siblings taking care of our elderly parents.
Express Car/Truck Mechanic also handled the repairs of our personal vehicles. John repaired my mother in-law’s vehicles, my vehicle, my husband’s vehicle, and most of our friends, because we had referred them to our friends and acquaintances. We had shared their service and their concept with just about everyone we knew that needed car repair service. When John would come by the house to do a repair or to do a tune-up, he would talk with my father. My father loved to talk, and the fact that John knew a lot about cars and trucks was intriguing to my father. As a retired truck driver of 20 years, my father and John would talk for at least an hour. John would totally entertain my father with conversation. My father enjoyed every time John would come by. My father would roll his wheelchair up to John and engage him in conversations about trucks. He was so respectful, calling my father “sir,” and would always respond with a “yes, sir” and “no, sir.” My father admired John as a hard working businessman with a beautiful family, and would tell John this as if he was his son.
My father enjoyed Mildred when she would come to our home. My father could never get the names of Mildred and John’s daughters correct. He finally gave up, and just asked how the “Shebas” were, which would mean Salena and Taalibah. Mildred and I would just laugh, and she would respond that they were just fine. When the children were around, they were just as respectful with “no, sir” and “no, ma’am” and “yes, sir” and “yes, ma’am.” They were so intelligent and very articulate. They were beginning readers. They were readers before they went to school.
John Jr. was treated as John’s second in command. His daughters were treated as African queens, daddy’s African Queens. He would oftentimes refer to them as “his queens.” Mildred was very passionate about her family, and she loved her husband very much. She wanted the business to be successful and her husband to be a proud, successful, black man in the eyes of the community, in the eyes of his family, and in the eyes of their Mosque. They were avid Nation of Islam followers. They were devout and dedicated to the Nation of Islam. They worshipped at the Mosque on Sundays and John and Mildred were both very involved with Nation of Islam affairs. Mildred held a district leadership position at the Mosque. They both served in their Mosque with much dedication and pride.
I remember the phenomenal event of the Million Man March that Minister Louis Farrakhan called in Washington D.C. John Williams attended the Million Man March. Mildred was so proud, and so was I, because the Million Man March allowed black men in America to atone to their families, their mothers, their sisters, and their community. However, it was not just a Muslim event; it was a call for every black man in America to be at the nation’s capitol. Mildred invited me over; I made a decision to not work in the office and watch this historical event in the comfort of her home. I gladly accepted her invitation and watched the unfolding of a very historic moment in our African-American culture and the world.
We shared a sense of solidarity, although I was Christian and believed in the Trinity, and in Jesus Christ as the Messiah and Savior. We sat there, from the early hours of the morning into the late part of the evening. I remember looking in the crowd on television, looking to see if we saw John. We knew that this was a time in history when people of all religious beliefs were coming together. We watched the most powerful display of black men – something that just had not been seen before. There was no criminal activity. It was true empowerment.
They did a demonstration of how powerful our economic power in this country was by asking every black man to hold up a dollar. They asked every person to pass the dollar to the man behind them. We watched on television as over one million men passed at least a million dollars through everyone’s hands. Mildred and I sat there, holding each other’s hands, looking at this exercise of economic power going through our black men’s hands. We were speechless.
When John returned from the Million Man March, I wanted to hear everything John had to say regarding the historical occasion. I remember wishing that my husband, Joseph, could have attended. He was away in Korea serving in US Army, but he had watched the Million Man March broadcast. I often wondered if Joseph was here in America, would he have made the journey to Washington, D.C. to experience the march. Would it have made a difference in his life? Would he be willing to atone for his mistreatment of me? Would it have deposited something in him that could be of value? I would have paid anything to get him there!
From 1994 until 1998, my client Express Car/Truck Mechanic had grown. They were now doing annual sales in the six digits with just one mechanic and a couple of assistants. I filed their reports and taxes and made sure that they understood them. I made sure that John and Mildred understood the importance of paying sales tax and income taxes, so that the tax agencies would not have to be a problem. Many African-American businesses would make the mistake of co-mingling sales taxes with operations and when it was time to pay they did not have the money and I did not want Express Car/Truck Mechanic to fall into this common trap.
Over time something began happening in their business. The Williams began to have problems in their business. John began missing appointments. The financial statements began to reveal inconsistencies in parts purchased and cash received. One day, Mildred received a disturbing phone call from a female client. She was calling to ask to speak to the owner of the...
| Erscheint lt. Verlag | 16.2.2021 |
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| Sprache | englisch |
| Themenwelt | Sachbuch/Ratgeber ► Gesundheit / Leben / Psychologie ► Partnerschaft / Sexualität |
| ISBN-10 | 1-0983-4208-9 / 1098342089 |
| ISBN-13 | 978-1-0983-4208-1 / 9781098342081 |
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