July 28th, 2009

I took my research books to the emergency room yesterday. I didn’t know how long I’d be waiting to see a doctor and I hate wasted time. I’m trying to find the necessary sources to back up information I have that notes that General Custer had a child with a Cheyenne woman named Monahsetah. I have numerous books on the subject, but the bibliographies are woefully lacking. I’ll need to go to the source and try and locate Custer’s great, great, great, great granddaugther Gail Kelly Custer. There’s nothing like actually going to the source of a story to find the answers you need. I decided yesterday that I’m going to have to employ the same method when it comes to getting to the bottom of the accusations against my brother. As distasteful as it may be, I’ve got to go to the source. I made an attempt at doing just that yesterday. I’m trying desperately to think things through this time. I don’t want to make another costly mistake. I’m struggling with broncial pneumonia at the moment and it’s reeking havoc with my emotions. Not that they weren’t running high to begin with, but this just makes the situation seem all the more desperate. I can’t let my brother die without a further fight. I got a letter from an attorney this past week that suggested I do just that. He had my best interests at heart, but I know I can’t let Rick die like that. I doubt this source I’ve contacted is reliable and I’ll be afraid for my life should a meeting come about, but I am compelled to do this.