Monday, June 30, 2008
From Teri Stoddard:
For the original article follow the link here.
Karl Hindle has been working tirelessly for five years and spent more than four hundred thousand dollars investigating his daughter’s illegal abduction to the U.S. What he has uncovered is deplorable. The paper trail shows the United States government is in the business of illegal baby snatching and harboring criminals.
Emily would not have suffered the loss of her father for the last five years, or the vision in her right eye, if it weren’t for the Violence Against Women Act (VAWA.) And people like Barbara Grieg of the U.S. State Department who see it as an excuse for misandry and a license for lawlessness.
Hindle, a U.K. citizen met and fell in love with American Sheila Fuith while in New York. When she moved to the U.K. in 2001 she hadn’t mentioned the husband and daughters she’d abandoned. Emily was born in the U.K. on March 1, 2002. At 5-months-old Emily was diagnosed with esotropia caused by amblyopia. She needed patching therapy, a patch worn a few hours each day, or she would lose sight in her right eye.
In February 2003 Fuith decided to leave Hindle and return to the U.S. She knew he would object to her taking Emily, so she did what many women in her position have done. She accused him of domestic violence and sexual abuse of children. Thanks to VAWA, she needed only to speak the words.
Fuith was taken in by a battered women’s shelter, and given free legal aid by the U.S. government. With no evidence and no due process, Barbara Grieg authorized the illegal abduction. The U.S. Embassy in London issued a passport for Emily without her father’s signature as required by law. The forged signature was not notarized, and had the wrong date.
After arriving in the U.S. Fuith stopped Emily’s therapy. She then tried to give Emily away in a “baby switch.” She placed Emily with the family of Leslie Merriam, a three time convicted pedophile in Wisconsin. Karl learned of this and contacted local law enforcement.
Fuith needed only to claim Karl was harassing her, and the baby switch wasn’t investigated. A call to Grieg confirmed that Hindle was “dangerous.” Captain Alan Osowski never looked at Fuith’s phone when she told him numbers from “harassing calls from Hindle.” But he wrote he had in his report.
This was just the beginning of Hindle’s harrowing five-year journey to protect his daughter. Fuith has moved Emily dozens of times through several different states. She’s filed over 100 false police reports. And Hindle has received death threats.
Two police investigations in the UK and three in the U.S. cleared Hindle of all allegations. Fuith was found guilty of coaching Emily and making false allegations. Hindle was given court-ordered reunification with Emily.
Hindle said, “Emily met her elder brother (Max) and sister (Elizabeth) for the first time in almost 3 years…as we walked into the resort hotel, Emily asked me ‘Is this my family ?‘“
They enjoyed these visits, evidenced by these photographs, until Fuith made another false allegation and disappeared. Emily was then listed as missing and endangered.
Knowing all of this, Grieg didn’t just harbor Fuith all these years. She interfered whenever Hindle needed a visa to attend custody hearings, arranged his improper arrest, imprisonment and deportation by the immigration department, and tried to set him up to be arrested for violence. She had officers hiding in bushes while her cronies harassed Hindle. And all the while, during her many lawless and reprehensible actions, she allowed Emily to go blind.
Fuith is still enjoying VAWA-funded legal representation. Recently there was a conference call between Fuith, Hindle, their attorneys and the State Department. During the call Fuith recanted every allegation she has made against Hindle. Even hearing this, the State Department refused to budge. The reason? The allegations the mother has made.
Sheila Fuith is clearly guilty, yet has not received any punishment. Karl Hindle is completely innocent, yet has not been able to see Emily or get custody. Now the State Department wants to send him back to London to apply for a new visa.
Hindle said recently, “I’ve been here for 5 weeks, yet Emily and I have not seen each other. The judge will not enforce his orders, and the mother maintains visitation must take place in Panama City, 350 miles away. Emily and I last saw each other on May 28th, 2006!” Hindle is now on his way back to the UK without seeing Emily.
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If you’d like to send a Letter or make a phone call to to Barbara Grieg, here is her contact info:
Barbara Grieg US Central Authority, US Department of State2201 C Street, N.W. SA-29, 4th FloorWASHINGTON, DC 20520-2818United States of AmericaDirect Tel: 202-736-9142 Email: email@example.com
Saturday, June 21, 2008
The last couple of days, Jill Jones-Soderman and I have been trying to get an appointment to be interviewed for the visa at the US Embassy London.
The State Department advise that they will not give me an interview appointment date until
Here is an email I received back from Kathy Ruckman, Deputy Director of the Office of Childrens Issues at the State Department and inheritor of Barbara Greig's mess:
"Ruckman, Kathleen S to me
show details 19 Jun (2 days ago) Reply
Mr. Hindle -
I am afraid that this wait for an appointment is typical for an embassy such as ours in London, which has an extremely high volume of visa applications. That said, if you have an urgent reason to travel back to the U.S., you will be granted an expedited appointment, as you were for your most recent visit.
Have you returned to London? How were your visits with Emily? Do you have photos?
and my response:
"Karl Hindle to Kathleen,
show details 15:57 (21 hours ago) Reply
I have returned to London.
There was no visitation with Emily.
Judge Doyle is waiting on the issuance of a 10 year multiple entry visa (or not) before delivering his ruling as has been discussed with your Mr Gorsky.
The delay is not acceptable under the circumstances; I understand you have been advised of Judge Doyle's findings of fact regarding the mother and Barbara together with the recantation of all of the allegations by the mother.
At this point the ball is in the State Department's court as to whether it is going to get with the program or continue irregardless of Judge Doyle.
Note, that is for an interview so they will consider the visa, not a date to actually give me a visa.
It appears that despite Judge Doyle's direct intervention with the State Department they are still playing silly sods.
Meanwhile, we are still waiting on Judge Doyle's ruling - please just give me the order Judge - then it can be appealed and my New York apeal attorneys are all set to get started on it.
As I said to someone I feel an especial affinity for yesterday - keep putting one foot in front of the other it's all a game to these people.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Jen, my fellow passenger must have been a saint with Hindle blowing zzz's and if you are reading this now, I hope you and hubby are having a great time in old London afer what was for both of us one heck of a camping trip at JFK!
It's Sunday dinner with the sprogs here and being regaled with Father's Day cards and pressies and I can say I'm happy to be home and back with the children I can care about, not least because they really care about me and the look on their faces and tears in their eyes cannot be faked.
I'm a lucky man to have these children.
Tomorrow it is time to start working on getting further down the road with this mess.
Exhausted as I feel, there is nothing on this earth that will stop me from going forward and ending this shambolic, dishonourable mess created by the US Department of State and Sheila.
Today is Father's Day and I am Emily's Dad - knowing my little girl is somewhere out there and despite all the crap she has been put through by incompetent and/or criminal US officials who are more concerned about covering their dishonest butts than they are about protecting Americans is not sufficient to motivate me to continue.
Because I love Emily Rose and she loves me is all the motivation I need to go forward and I will.
Friday, June 13, 2008
What a day to go flying across the Atlantic; if the pilot is out on the tarmac apron kicking the tyres on the aircraft, I think I'd better miss the flight.
Not to worry, I'm not superstitious and Friday the 13th is not exactly a day rooted in demonic myth but rather the Vatican. A Pope of yore ordered the massacre of various crusader knights whom his holiness felt had become too big for their boots. I think they were called Cathars and were located in southern France while this piece of Papal banditry took place on Friday the 13th and the date has since been synonymous with bad luck.
Sod the superstition as I'm looking forward to cool air, decent tea and excited mutts at home as in less than twelve hours I should be back home in the UK.
It's been a little weird to be honest, so much has been accomplished but in truth the only substantive thing that matters is Emily and we haven't seen each other at all.
No access; no telephone calls; no talking; no playing; no laughing; no time in any shape or form.
Winston Churchill said, "Success is the ability to withstand failure time after time and carry on."
Someone else said, "Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again in anticipation of a different result happening."
Thank you to everyone who has helped make this trip possible and I'll be back.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
It was a heck of trip not least as I had to catch three buses to get from Ormond Beach to Edgewater some 30 miles away which took in the grimy underbelly of Daytona and as one who knows it well told me, "Daytona can best be described as a seedy, smelly used car salesman."
Whiling away the two hour flight, my fellow traveller Patsy from Lake County engaged in 20 questions as we swapped war stories. Patsy is a disgustingly mature lady and yet another living proof that Floridians age well and has a wicked sense of disgraceful mischief if the pink hair and Philmore, her ten month toy dog with a spiked collar and punk rocker motif going have anything to say. As a school teacher, I have no doubts that Patsy has more war stories of gore and mayhem than Oliver North.
I frequently invite my fellow passengers to engage in conversation as sitting quietly next to a complete stranger for a few hours in a plane just strikes me as distendedly uncomfortable. Patsy and I played the 20 questions game - you ask a question about me and vice versa, which gave me a lot of information on what is going on in Patsy's life - recently divorced, musician daughter in New York, called Emily (spooky), she likes beer (how can this woman be single?), teachers in Florida make less than a bus driver in London and so on. Needless to say there was a geat deal of discursive sidetracking but listening to people and their stories is fascinating. Forget in flight movies just insist that passengers talk to one another. The trip ended far too soon as I enjoyed the banter and badinage immensely, not to mention the desperate need that overtook Patsy to find the restrooms while we ended up waiting for an eternity to get to the gate after we landed.
That eternal conundrum, do I go now but the seatbelt sign is still on and everyone is looking or hold on until later?
Patsy: I trust the restroom "experience" was just what the doctor ordered ;)
Tomorrow I'm back into New York city with Sylvia Welch on a mission to raise the odd couple of million dollars; even better I'm driving so New York move over, I learned to drive in London. Sylvia is a grant writer, fund raiser and altruistic soul who can drink me under the table, is more than a match for my wit and game enough for me to practice my worn out dance moves on.
Jill is taking me to see the first Frozenheart House in the US which is on a compound on the Hudson River a few miles away and then we have to work out how it is going to be financed and who is doing the renovations. Finally, I have been promised an evening in Nyack which is something I have not yet sampled but would love to as it all looks pretty neat with cafe society and music galore for my two left feet made of concrete.
Friday morning sees me getting the bird for the hop back to the UK and hopefully Sunday roast with all the trimmings, Max and Dizzy and the mutts ....not to mention the coolest cat in the universe, Oscar.
Sunday, June 08, 2008
A bitter sweet visit as his family have suffered a bereavement yesterday yet here he is working on a Sunday.
The next time someone wishes to gripe about lawyers, just consider that like everyone and everything else in life there are good, bad and indifferent.
David is in a very different category.
In a brief meeting conducted on the porch of my beach shack (actually his as he is also putting the roof over my head), David outlined the outcome of the Friday telephone conference between Judge Doyle and the Department of State's Jeff Gorsky.
The ineligibility for visas remains but I am able to reapply for a visa for entry if I return to London. I fnd it strange that the Department of State wishes to get me back to London to deal with this rather than just dealing with the inelgibility here and now so the judge can have some comfort that the US government is not pulling another bluff with an empty promise.
When questioned on what Judge Doyle and the lawyers can do to unblock the jam, the answer was nothing - as Kim Bannister, Sheila's attorney stated after the call, she speaks a couple of languages but not the State Department doublespeak.
I'm flying back to New York on Tuesday/Wednesday and hopefully will have an order from Judge Doyle who still wishes to keep Emily here in the US with her mother but if the State Department refuses the multiple entry visa that constitutes a change in circumstancs and His Honor will reconsider the custody issues.
This begs the question in my mind that a Floridian judge in possession of the evidence of blatant misconduct tied directly to the American mother, with a child who has been neglected to the extent of losing the sight in an eye, has attempted to have Emily adopted out and into the care of a convicted pedophile still cannot get his head wrapped around letting Emily come home to live in the UK?
One observer noted recently that if I was an American dad I would have custody of Emily by now but I live in the UK.
Which begs the question, how sending children to the US for "fair" proceedings to take place can occur if a court has such a mental block in considering the UK a suitable place for a child to be raised?
No point in getting angry or frustrated - one foot in front of the other and head for the UK and the British High Court with what has been uncovered and the result of sending Emily to the United States:
- neglect and blindness;
- coaching in making allegationsof the most evil and depraved kind;
- a court that cannot be prompt nor effective and is being overridden by State Department officials such as Barbara Greig, police officers such as VCSO's Captain Osowski and an officer of the court, Teresa Anderson - and Judge Doyle does nothing ... there is nothing he can do anyway;
- corrupt US government officials sacrificing a British child entrusted in good faith to their system when it is clear they have no faith in it themselves;
- a month in jail for the British parent;
- death threats;
- 5 years of legal proceedings and no ruling (yet);
- $430,000 in costs; and
- most of all - I'm here and have been for 5 weeks, yet Emily and I cannot see each other as the judge will not enforce his orders and the mother maintains visitation must take place in Panama City, 350 miles away after agreeing to Volusia County where I am staying - Emily and I last saw each other on May 28th 2006!
If you are an American parent having to deal with getting your child returned to the United States - what kind of endorsement is all of this when you face a judge in Europe, or worse the UK?
You may be a great mom or dad but are your officials to be trusted?
I say "No!", but it will have to wait to see if the High Court in London agrees with me that if a child is in the UK, sending your child to the United States is a mistake that cannot be allowed to stand under the existing circumstances of US Department of State dishonesty and deceit.
Letting a child go blind in an eye for the sake of a fifty cent eye patch with nine British and US doctors recommending treatment, a British Supreme Court judge ordering it and an order made under international law (powerful law binding on the US).
Wake up America!
You guys are generous, honest and fair - but US government officials, such as Barbara Greig are not and as Judge Doyle advised me in court, "Mr Hindle, the federal government is screwing you!" but in truth, the Department of State's Office of Childrens Issues have created a disgusting reputation and track record in these cases that will haunt you when you stand before a judge in a foreign land begging for the return of your children.
I am still barred from a visa being issued for coming to the US for visitation despite the recantation of the mother's allegations. I wonder what Judge Doyle is now going to make of this as this means visitation can only take place outside of the US or indeed, is it not time for Emily to be returned home to the UK?
We shall see but as one pundit observed, "You have an American judge in an American court he's going to favour the American party on this no matter what."
I am inclined to agree.
Yesterday was a day of fishing on North Ormond Beach with Gator Bob, an American reprobate of the first degree and a very colourful character who introduced me to fishing for real. In a matter of seconds I had a baby hammerhead on the hook which did not look best pleased but at about a foot long, there was very little he could do except suffer the indignity of being caught by a limey fishing novice.
After a day of catching the rays (and I mean the sun variety as the fish dried up pretty quickly), it was a brief retirement to Peckers Pub for the Big Race and Big Brown, the 4-1 on favourite for the 140th Belmont Stakes and part of the horse racing Triple Crown over here. In quite an upset he finished last to the dismay of many and the sniffy queries of the cognescenti asking what went wrong - "It's a fix!" said one wag and I agreed.
There's something rotten in the state of "Denmark" Willy Shake once wrote, and there seems to be an all pervasive whiff here in the US too concerning virtually everything.
Nevertheless, time to get ready for another boringly beautiful day on the beach while I slurp my third morning coffee and wait for Monday and what Judge Doyle comes up with.
Friday, June 06, 2008
I heard yesterday the telephone conference with Judge Doyle and the State Department is scheduled for 1.30pm local time and we will see what that brings.
Personally I think it will more stalling and bogus nonsense from the State Department however this is a pretty pickle - Sheila has agreed to recant all of her allegations she has been making against me over the last 5 years so who could the State Department be protecting now?
I'm also flying back home next Friday and will be heading to New York shortly.
I've been here over a month and have not seen Emily and now it appears I will not be getting to see her at all as there is no cooperation from her mother and her attorney, Kim Bannister.
At least we will get a final ruling out of Judge Doyle and we can move forward with the process which is why I'll be spending a few days in New York before I head for home.
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Grabbed a coffee and went out to watch the sun rise at 5.30am only to find a school of dolphins playing off the sand bar about 10 yards from the shore. I waded out onto the sand bar and a couple of the bolder ones came up to inspect me at close range; the sun found me today, up to my thighs in warm Ormond ocean with dolphins chattering and squeaking at me.
While I was standing there and getting an occasional nudge from one cheeky flipper, small squadrons of pelicans skimmed the water which was smooth and unhurried.
It dawned on me that the wildlife was laughing at me as they were all demonstrating far greater success at fishing than I have these last few days.
I collected my rod and tackle and cast out where the birds and dolphins had been concentrating their efforts only to have my hook and bait taken in a matter of seconds.
I could hear the laughing as I walked up the beach and over the walkway back to my shack for more coffee and preparation for a day with my lawyer.