Someone MUST take a Stand for RIGHT!
When she was only four-years-old, Shelby learned to take action. At the age of twelve, the police were scared to protect the old folks, so she arranged for free meals. Next time the 12 hoodlums showed up to extort Social Security check money, 10 went home in body bags, the other two were killed in a shoot-out with law-enforcement. Someone MUST take a Stand for RIGHT!
During the next four years, Susie and I had our Friday Night parties every week. We rode our horses, and played all the games needed to be played at school to keep our 4.0 GPAs in tact. We were both planning to go to one or the other university in Springfield. Golf, tennis, and school sports I could really excel at, to the point some students accused me of cheating.
High School parents can really get nasty when their teenagers can’t keep up with a girl they consider a spoiled BRAT. I’m the only teenager with a security detail sitting outside the school every day, the GMC Suburban follows me everywhere I go. It’s nothing new, it’s always been there and I do spend a lot of time at The Hill like it’s my own resort. The Sanders family have kept my horse at The Hill since my 7th birthday, Colonel Ted Sanders and both wives: Jessie and Jodie have always been close friends. These are people I’ve learned to depend on when times get rough, they are all people I can really talk to about anything.
Oh, I almost forgot the trouble I got into after the 1987 Cedarville Steel’s Fourth of July picnic. I’ll have you know I was dressed proper for such an event, my Mom had laid down the law: “NO BIKINIS”, and I did obey.
They were choosing up sides to play sand-lot volleyball, Willie Johnson picked me to be on his team. The other team did not stand a chance, I am the local track star, which means I can run faster and jump higher than anyone else. Just Willie and I could have easily beat the other team, our team did win. After the game, women were jumping up and down, hugging and kissing this gorgeous hunk of tall handsome muscle. When my chance came, I jumped him with both arms around his neck, legs around his waist, and kissed him squarely on the mouth. He took me by the waist in his strong hands and set me down on my own two feet, saying: “Not now, we can’t!”
When I got home, my parents gave me a major talking to about acting badly. The Sanders family, all three caught me up at The Hill on Sunday afternoon and said I should keep myself under control, which meant to keep away from William L. Johnson at all times. “Your day will come, but do NOT rock the boat!”
The pastor at church told me I was not to play the piano for Sunday services anymore. Members of the congregation had complained about my outside activities and my reputation with too many boys.
Monday I went down to Young’s Family & Home to get groceries for my mother. Soon as I cleared the door entering the store, Kare-Ann, the owner got on the PA and called me to her office. When I stuck my head through her door: “You little Bitch, Get in here and sit down. That stunt you pulled on Saturday is more than I’m taking. The age of consent is 17 in the State of Missouri, you are only 15. Willie could be brought up on charges if he’s seen with you. He’d have to move back to Colombia, and we all need him here.”
“OH, yes I know all about you and the teachers at school; you have cost us all a lot of money to keep things quiet. Don’t you ever come to my office again. If we need to talk, catch me after services on Sunday at church. Get what your Mom needs and go home.”
That is what I did, though no one at school said one word to me about anything. My activities with the Principal, Superintendent, and three other male teachers continued. This was usual Monday through Friday after classes let out, since before I turned twelve.
Next week after my altercation at Young’s, I bought groceries and headed back home on my skate-board. Mom was putting the purchased items away and called me to come back upstairs. A small black walnut jewelry box was laying on the counter. My Mom inquired: “What did you have to do to pay for this?”
I picked up and opened the case, inside was a matching selection of exquisite diamond and emerald jewelry. Earrings, necklace, navel bobble, and a pair of nipple bars. The main stones on each piece, all were one carat, trimed in smaller stones.
Next day my Mom was going to Ava, so I hitched a ride and had her let me out on the square by the Jewelry Store. The owner knows me quite well since Mom and I both got our nipples done here. Soon as he got done waiting on another customer, he came over and asked me what I wanted. I showed him what I was wearing and asked if he could use his microscope to check the registration numbers. He did and said these were part of a selection bought 10 years back at Designs by Rochelle in Springfield.
At least, now I knew they weren’t stolen, so I could continue wearing these gorgeous pieces, to school and everywhere.
The people of Mtn. High, Missouri enjoy fishing, swimming, and boating on Lake Camelot. This is the only access on the Cedar River in this area for many miles. The lake dates back to before 1900 according to locals who have lived in this area for many years. The county courthouse records show it belongs to Carter/Johnson Investments as a nonprofit, and is maintained by that group.
The lake is formed by a dam installed on the far-north end of the open pit area of the immense Carter Quarry. This quarry is still active, but has moved underground for the last hundred plus years.
Much of the underground portion of this quarry houses the PSL/U.S.A.F. joint venture Advanced Aircraft assembly plant, started in the early 1950s. The craft built within this facility are TOP SECRET, and are rumored to be alien spacecraft (flying saucers).
Many within the US Government have raised concerns about such a facility being allowed to exist. These are the same people who do not want the public to know about the NASA run mining camp on Mars. The facility has been in full operation since 1968, delivering ore shipments to Area 52, Dugway, UT. The triangular craft used in this operation only require 33 hours each way.
Management of this facility is the sole responsibility of General Xavier Emerson and T-era Rodriquez, who handle the financial affairs of Old Man Carter.
No one including US Presidents have met this man, some say he is just a myth and does NOT exist. Others say he met in person with the George Washington and the First Continental Congress on July 4, 1776.
Stories like this is why few people believe this man is for real. Locals in Mtn. High say he has four beautiful young oriental wives, and they live out on Carter Island, across the armed guarded steel bridge that goes out over Lake Camelot. People with boats have tried to reach the Island, they can NOT reach this area of the lake which is shrouded in fog all the time.
Above are photos of the four Carter wives: Diamond who operates “Diamonds” a high security resort with 3 PGA sanctioned courses, and 1250 suite 5-Star Crown Jewel Hotel. The location is on the Lake of the Ozarks in central Missouri. Sapphire and Ruby spend much or their time doing necessary clean-up work for the Old Man and other family members. Emerald travels with Michael Carter as his full-time assistant.
It get’s HOT here in the Ozarks!
Route 66 runs just north of the Ozark Mountains as it crosses the state of Missouri on it’s way to California. Known for many years as “Bloody 66” as it crossed this state and many lives were lost.
To the south about 35 miles is Mtn. High, where a Civil War battle was fought. The battle nearly destroyed the small town of less than 100 residents, which immediately started to grow back.
This area has a rather unique layer of limestone that goes very deep down under this entire area of the state. It’s perfect for building homes, crushed stone for use in blacktop and concrete. The Carter Quarry being what has made this area prosper and grow. A dark brown skinned couple have managed this quarry for many years. T-era Rodriquez and General Xavier Emerson manage this business, no one seems to know how long they have lived in this area.
Much of this pit quarry, hole in the ground was turned into Camelot Lake many years ago. There is a guarded steel bridge that goes out over the lake, said to be the only way to Carter Island. Rumors tell of a large medieval stone castle out there where Old Man Carter lives with his four beautiful young oriental wives. Michael Carter is a legend, who no one besides Rodriquez and Emerson have ever seen, they manage all of his business affairs in this area. This couple live out on the island and receive very few visitors.
Today the population of Mtn. High is near 50,000, with 20,000 USAF personnel and another 20,000 civilian workers building “TOP SECRET” aircraft in a very large underground facility.
T-era Rodriquez owns Mtn. High’s three banks, dealerships for every known brand of car in the entire world, and the Airport, Truck-Stop Mall which is open 24/7 serving truckers and airport customers.
The four Carter wives Diamond, Emerald, Sapphire, and Ruby are seen two or three times each year having lunch with Rosie who owns the Airport-Truck Stop Mall Diner. There are several 747 big passenger jets, private aircraft, and military aircraft coming and going around the clock daily.
In recent years, Emerald Carter is seen a few times each year with her and Michael’s daughter Susie who married PSL’s Chief Design Engineer Marcos Delphene. They live over at Cedarville and travel widely, China, Russia, South Africa, and Latin America.