"Shanny Claus" - Letter Twenty

The following photo above shows the house where I first met "Meg Tilly" in 1968. It was yellow and brown with white trim and reminded me of a chocolate banana split. Jennifer later showed up and then Rebecca. Rebecca was almost sued for living there thoughout the 1970's. Why pay rent? The two middle  upper windows is where Meg slept. I was brought to this house again in early 1986 by "Widgett". When I got there I said to him "This is Meg Tilly's old house". He was suddenly shocked because I already knew the place and took the words out of his mouth. Also standing there was "Mr. Brown Pants". We spoke for a little while about you Meg. Finally he said "We got to remove that part of the house because she slept in there!" - refering to your bedroom. I became a bit angry with them and said "Don't you ever stop? Can't you just leave the girl alone?" They thought that they had eliminated you and now they have to remove all traces of you....  Dear Emily, I miss your Vinyettes from "You Tube". I thought that maybe you are angry with me or with someone else or maybe it is because you are maturing. I want you to know that I enjoyed them very much. I know that you and Meg are in a "Mommy Newspaper" up in Flanada. I miss your skits on the internet. Now back to my story. There is a funny looking photo of me "John Moreno" up above with a present and a "Hair Piece" on my head. I will explain. About a week or so after the "Rotunrda Affair" my door bell rang and there were two young blonde haired men on the porch. I said "Yes?" They said "We are from Meg Tilly and we would like to take your picture" - they had a camera and a present with them. So I let them in and we sat in my living room and had a brief conversation. They immediately slapped a hair piece on my skull and put a Christmas present in my arms. They snapped some photos and spoke with me then asked me to open the present. I did and they immediately snatched it from me along with my new hair piece and ran and insulted me and left. I do not know if it was an act of revenge or a joke from the "Barbados " crowd but the above photo ended up in my mom's photo collection only it was wallet sized. I had it enlarged and that is why it looks so strange. Also I am wearing the same sweater that I wore during one of our affairs. They told me that the present was from you "Meg". Was It? My arm was still swollen from "Kris K" beating and biting on it a week or so before. Then time moved on and we met again in  Upstate New York with "Christy Lattitude" when you were getting ready to make a certain film, about a month before "Christmas 1985". I had come home one day in late December when my mother pulled me into the living room where the Christmas Tree was. There were at least two dozen gifts of all sizes in red wrapping paper all with thin green lines. They were expensive gifts - some of jewelry - some of guitars - some of  designer clothes -  some of colognes - some of Rolex's.... some of Love. "What is this?" I said to my mother. "That's what I am asking you!" she said. She picked up one of the guitars and on the back of the neck was engraved in bold letters "To John Moreno, with Love, Meg Tilly". They filled much of the living room. "Was she here? Is she here?" A moment later a "Parakeet Head" walked through the storm door and spoke with my mom and myself. They walked in and out like they owned the place. My mother suddenly knew that Parakeet. He also had a couple of gifts in his arms. There was confusion as usual and "Widgett" suddenly showed up and convinced me to go with him somewhere. Here is where my mind became blank even though I was sober. I spent the rest of the night on the town but was assured that the gifts where safe. While I was at  Barbados Paradise, the other people at the bar kept saying "Those gifts are ours". When I came home the next day I stepped into the living room. There was my mom and then I remembered the red Chrstmas gifts. When I looked they were gone! "What happned to the gifts that were here?" All the red gifts were gone. "What gifts?  she said. "The gifts from Meg Tilly!!" I said in shock. "Oh you must have imagined that" she stated. I was now suspicious of my mother and realized that there are now two of her. She let those men in with the gifts and then let them rob me! It was an act of revenge! The hookers on the street claimed to have recieved some of them saying "Those gifts belong to us!!" I decided not to let it bother me because I gave up on Christmas earlier in life for this very reason! It was a pure act of evil! Those men may have had keys to our house and my mom became a missing person. If you really sent those gifts to me Meg then they were all stolen by your so-called staff and friends. I appreciate your thoughts though. They also stole the bra that you gave me and the shoes from "Leaving Normal", my Hollywood Boxer shorts, and your autographed photo. There must have been at least three thousand dollars in gifts. Like I told you Meg and Emily, all memories of you were being robbed from me and I was unable to continue to know you because of these crooks. I am still being secretly bothered by the same people till this day. I know that it was not a joke on your part because of the message "To John Moreno With Love Meg Tilly" Thank You Forever. Until my next Letter, Love, John Moreno.

Meg Tilly - "Off Beat" In New Dorp - Letter Nineteen

 Dear Meg and Emily and David, I still cannot prove that you children are mine. However, their was costodial interference by "Mr. Brown Pants" who took it upon himself from keeping me from being a father. Anyway, I will prove that you "Meg" kept tabbs on me through the next story that I am about to tell. When I was at the Rotundra in Manhattan, I was approached by you Meg and another girl. I was not too awake at the time but you told me that your real name was "Deirdre" and you said the last name but I did not hear it correctly. When I asked you to repeat it, you would not. This got me angry that you would not repeat you real name correctly and you started laughing and you still would not repeat it - like "Sarina" when she changes someone into a gorilla. I natually forgot that moment until recently. About two weeks after the affair, I was walking up "Hylan Boulevard" in "New Dorp, Staten Island". It was a Saturday and it was about five o'clock pm. I was in the habit of doing this on the weekends because I would frequent the Nite Clubs along that street later in the evening. When I came to "Shop Rite" I could see a petite female police officer in my path. When I got closer - It was "Shantilly", I mean "Meg Tilly!" "Hello, how are you?" said Meg. "Fine!" I said. We began talking when I interrupted and said "I thought that you said that we would never see each other again?" She had come to my house on "Vanderbilt Avenue" two weeks earlier and walked right into my hallway and said "I really enjoyed being with you but it will never work out so I must say goodbye". I pleaded to her but she walked back into her Limo guided by a bodyguard and a "Widgett" into the car. I waited by the gate and watched. A second "Shantilly" stepped out feeling sorry for me and approached the gate. I was surprised that you returned or that your double returned. You tried to make me feel better with a kiss. By this time you were spotted by certain hookers in the neighborhood and they asked me who you were - they were jealous. When they found out who were, they were in love now with me and you. So you left and I proceeded to the local liquor store and I had to explain who you were to the neighbors. They were amazed because they saw you from afar. I thought that it was finally over and began to forget. But two weeks later, here I am talking to you again and you are wearing a police uniform. In the parking lot of "Shop Rite" sat "Jimmy Young Blood" and "Earl Morwhine" in a vehicle and they were waving to me. An image of "Jimmy Young Blood" is presented above "We are video tapping this!" they yelled. I did not see a camera but we continued to talk. You wanted to know where I was going. I explained that I was going to shop or see a movie and then go bar hopping. You told me again that we could not see each other and watched from a block away to see if I bowed my head in sadness. I did! I got over you during a movie. When I came out of the theatre it was dark out. I headed to the liqour store across from the theatre and purchased a bottle of wine. When I came out, there you were - still in a police uniform acting like a cop. "Are you following me?" I said. "Look over there" you said. Now there was a bank next door to the wine store. "Look inside, what do you see?" I said "There 's a man inside!" "What are we going to do about it?" you said. "I"m not going to do nothin about it - I'm going to the beach to drink wine!" said I. "I need you to go inside and get him for me". "Wouldn't that set off the alarm?" "You're the cop - you go in and get him!!" I began to become annoyed "Just bug off and leave me alone!" The man inside the bank was another famous actor. You were using me again for your latest film in which you play a hostage negotiator and the other actor is in the movie also. I did not know this at the time but it was like another "Candid Camera" type prank or promtional scene. I was angry when I left and I am also very sorry, but you continued to follow me for the next few years inspite of what you said. I went to the beach and went out that night and began to forget. However, someone caught your photo. If you look at the above photo from the Staten Island newspaper, you will see a striking resemblence between the girl in the police uniform and yourself from the movie "Off Beat". The article and photo was some kind of cover up for you pretending to be a cop - something about how hard life is for female police officers. It was aired right after our "bank encounter" and shows you window shopping. The girl in the photo is "Deirdre" - "Runfola" - the last name that you would not tell me a few weeks earlier. You are trying to cover your face with your hat and your hair is the same length from your current film. You are "Deirde Runfola". You are a double or that is your real birth name. I did research and your dad "Joseph Runfola" is also a cop - who was once doing a "sting operation" outside my house at "Roff and Vanderbilt Avenue" back in 1998. I saw him and he is an exact double of "Mr. Barbados" the man who brought me to you at the Rotundra in 1985. It seemed like a set up because there was a fake hooker standing across the street from my house who was seducing people with a lolly pop in her mouth. People were arrested and I was listening to it on my police scanner before walking past her. Mr. Barbados may have been replaced before I ever met him. You are the real Meg Tilly or Deirdre Runfola. The similarities in the photo and your appearance in "Off Beat" are unmistakable. Is that your real birth name? Mr. Barbados was once drunk in his bar "Chucky's Pub" and told me that you "Meg" are his daughter. I think that the sting operation outside my home was another attempt to get me arrested for no reason. In your back yard here in Staten Island there was a life -like mannequin of yourself and people were taking photos of it. The photo from your "Mother and Daughter's" website was shot from that dummy. "Widgett" his son was also replaced. "Widgett Stanz" - "One nation under God for Widgett Stanz". Our patriot. When my bicycle was stolen and brought to you in 1968, it was Mr. Barbados" A.K.A "Joseph Runfola" who settled the dispute. I cannot say for sure that I am right "Deirdre" my love but I still love you. This is why no one can find you - they have the wrong name altogether.

Nancy Duck And Meg Tilly - Letter Eighteen

Dear Emily My Sweet Unknown Daughter, To show you how crazy the people were at the time of your "BabyHood", I will tell you the story of "Nancy Duck" - my girlfriend before and in between "Meg Tilly". I wish that I could see you and resolve this thing and make it known as to whether you are mine for sure, with proof that I was in bed with your beloved mom. For starts, I met Nancy through a dating service called "Together". We hit it off on the first date and I could have gotten her pregnant on the first date but she did not become pregnant. After hundreds of affairs with Nancy, I became nervous toward God because our relationship was mostly sexual. I began to slowly leave for this reason. She was an attractive girl and never really hurt me. Right when we had broke up on good terms and decided to see other people, I ran into Meg on a Port Richmond street right here in "Staten Island" and we...... You know. As the story goes, you were concieved and I was told later that she was not Meg and me and my friends some how were hypnotized and forgot about your mom. I never told Nancy because I forgot the first sexual experience with her. We then dated sporatically till 1985 in which time I had a major affair with Meg in the "Rotundra" dormitory of "Hunter College" in New York City. I did not get your mom pregnant that time, but had a wonderful and strange experience with her. If you read the story that I wrote, then you will know that we were being stalked by gangsters who were secretly murdering and trying to rip off your mom and other celebrities. I was finished with Nancy when I was dragged to Manhattan by "Widgett" and associates to meet Meg again. I could not tell if it was her or one of her doubles but I gave her a kiss on the cheek. She was wearing the same black dress that she wore at the Rotundra and we were standing not to far away from it. Widgett said "Call her on the phone and tell her that it is over!" - meaning "Nancy". "It's already over and it would not be a good idea to let her know about Meg Tilly", I pleaded. They wanted me to end my relationship with with Nancy completely and tell her about Meg Tilly. "It's not a good idea- she is already over me and it would not be a good idea!!", I still argued. I had a sort of gun to my head and Meg was watching me so I dialed. "Hello Nancy?... Yes it is John". "What up?" she said. "Oh I met another girl and I cannot see you anymore.... "Who is it?" said Nancy "It's Meg Tilly the actress and I cannot see you any more!" "Why?" - "Because I'm in bed with her!"........ A-a-a-a-h she cried and became insane and started crying. I felt terrible and hung up the phone. This was not my idea and it should have been left alone. I was made to spend the rest of the night in the Rotundra with Widgett and Associates and maybe Meg. The night faded to black with the alcohol and what not and I found myself at a later date in 1985. I again was made to go were I did not want to go..... I was made to drive to Nancy's house out in "Princes Bay, Staten Island". As I was heading down Seguine Avenue, I was flagged down by Meg Tilly. "Wait, wait, wait - let me get in !!" So I stopped and let her in. "What are you doing out here?" "I want to see you!"... and she started kissing me. We started going out with each other but she wanted me to drive to Nancy's house. "That's not a good idea!" I said. She insisted. When I approached I noticed that the "Barbado's" crew was around her house on the street and also "Mr. Brown Pants". Nancy was out of her mind. She was standing there waiting for me and had obviously been tormented by them. "I've been waiting for you all night  - they said that you were coming to get me!!!" She was frantic and I did not know what she was talking about. They had gone after her behind my back and were tormenting her and manipulating her. "I don't even know what you're talking about!" I yelled. "Who's that in the car?" she cried. "This is Meg Tilly, remember I told you about her?" She was dead silent and a bit shocked. "What are you doing with her?" "Nothing, she just asked me for a ride!" I replied. She calmed down and was happy to met her and really wanted me at that point. Mr Brown Pants said hello. He was with another middle aged man and Nancy's lights were off in her house. I thought her parents or her brother would have come during the screaming. But the house remained dead. There was another old man in a dark suit standing outside her house and I said to him privately "I do not want Nancy tormented!" Why wasn't her family there in all the noise? Meg left at that time and Nancy now wanted me and started coming on to me so we spent the rest of the night making love. But I noticed that she looked a bit "Chinese" and her eye color was slightly different. Nancy had been stalked and quit possibly overtaken as well as her family. Now during that time I had been introduced to "Eric Stolz" who was in the movie "Mask" along with "Cher". We did not hit it off to well at first, but I was at several parties with him and other celebrities even "Jennifer Tilly". I was dragged off again in 1986 and "Eric" was making a film of some sort and I was asked to be in it. I did what he wanted me to do before the camera and was in 3 or 4 scenes. I had forgotten about it. Again I was driving along when I came to  "Richmond Road" and "Rome Avenue" when I was flagged down by someone from the "Barbado's" crew. I let him in and he insisted that I make a right. We headed up to the hills of Concord as he directed me to someone's house. I was told to step into the basement which had an entrance toward the street. When I stepped in there was a Movie projector running and shining a film on the wall. It was "Widgett" along with "Earl Morwhine" and....... "Nancy Duck" all watching this movie. I called her that name because her lips and teeth look like a duck from "Disney Cartoons". "What's up?" I said. "I got the movie off of Eric Stolz and I want you to see it!" Nancy said an effectionate hello and gave me a good smooch. "What are you doing here?" I said "Your friend went and got me and said that you were coming here". I did not say anything but sat next to her to watch the movie. After a few minutes, there I was, right there on the screen with my voice dubbed. "Ah-h-h, that's you!!" Nancy said as she gave me hugs and kisses "I want you back!" - I couldn't believe it, I looked gigantic. I saw myself in another scene when Earl stood up and took the butcher knife that he had hidden in his belt and he stuck it dead center in Nancy's chest. I was in shock as Mr Barbado began to pull me out of the room. "That's for what you did in Upstate New York". I did not know what he was talking about. They said that they were only kidding and Nancy seemed to be still alive. My mind is a blank at this point. I started talking to Widgett and then he took a long serated steak knife and plunged it through the same wound. I was sent through the basement door on to the street and prevented to go back in to help her. "She's alright" said Mr Barbados. "See, look! - She is standing behind you!" he said. "I'm over here" she said. Nancy looked different and had saddle bags for a behind with curly blonde hair. "I need to go home!" she replied. I thought that it was her and told her that I would give her a ride home. As I was about to let her into my car Mr. Barbados said that he would drive her home. At the time I did not realize that there were now "two" Nancy's. "Don't worry I'll give her a ride home" he said. So I left the situation thinking that she was alright. They tried to say that your mom "Meg" was under Nancy's skin. I was fooled into thinking that both were alright. Nancy now lives in the projects which is  contrary to the clean middle class home in which she was raised in Princes Bay, Staten Island along with her parents. The parents gave the apearance of being alive up in Upstate New York and do not care about her. Her house is now owned by someone else. Her brother "Mike" is missing. They also later claimed to have killed "Eric Stolz". Until my next letter, Love, John Moreno.

Double Trouble - Letter Seventeen

Dear Emily and Meg, Here is absolute proof in the above photo that you had "doubles" who tried to destroy me - even throwing me out of a helicopter. Most of them were criminals. Some were men - some were murdered. I miraculously survived the plunge because of intertwined branches which supported me for a few seconds at a time and then snapped off. To their utter dismay  I was standing on my feet when "Mr  Brown Pants" came to take my body away. "Aw, you're still alive!'' he stated in sadness. "He must have soft landed" said another gangster. They then gave me respect and one of them drove me back to Staten Island. Unfortunately there was Katrina and a Jennifer and a Meg Tilly double on board the helicopter. It was some time in "Spring - Summer" of 1986 that I was brought to Upstate New York so that Katrina could have her revenge on me. I was asked to step out on the landing pad at gunpoint. Mr. Garofalo then took you by the neck at gunpoint  "This is your sweetheart - Now you can watch her die!!" You tried to hold on but down you went. Although I had asked him to hurt me rather than you I do not think that your double survived. I was asked to step off the landing pad on to a branch of a tree which was at a right angle to a very thin tree trunk. The helicopter was hovering dangerously close to the treetops which looked like weeds standing still in a field but we were hundreds of feet up. "We cannot stay at this altitude near the trees - it is too dangerous" said the pilot.  They threatened the pilot saying "Stay here and don't move away!" I was asked again by "Mr. Barbados" at gunpoint to step out onto the branch. A shot rang past me so I stepped onto the branch and hugged the treetop. It held for about twenty seconds and then snapped over like someone on top of a masthead that was fagile and snapped off. I saw the blue sky and clouds for a moment then fell into a comfortable sleep. I was inebriated and thinking that God will take care of the situation. It was unknown how long that I had been actually sleeping but seemed like only a few minutes. When I awoke I was laying comfortably between branches. I turned my head to see what time it was on my night stand when they snapped and I plunged toward the branches below grabbing the tree trunk sliding and grabbing for my life and ended up standing on a branch about two hundred feet up. Holding on to another branch with my hand I noticed that the branches below were like rungs of a ladder. I decided that I must get down some how so I proceeded to step down toward the next branch when down I went being bumped and stabbed and poked for tens of feet at a time. Wedged again between branches for a moment and then flying face down toward a large branch landing on my abdomen and groin - now in great pain - a fellow staring up at me from about forty feet below. I tried to keep hugging that branch when I slid around it falling face up from the earth landing on my back. The pain was extreme for about five seconds and was suddenly gone. The same fellow staring at me on the ground when I suddenly leaped on to my feet somehow miraculously unharmed. "What did you fall?" "Yes, I fell!". His companions now stepping out from behind trees and bushes embarrassed and scared. Mr.Garofalo himself must have had a double because he was suddenly on the ground himself and no longer in the helicopter. "He must have soft landed" said the man who watched me fall to the earth. Although it seemed like a stunt from a movie these people meant to kill and people were being killed. A sheriff sort of looking half like "Wally Cox" and "Parakeet Head" began to arrest some of them  - questioning them about how I fell. "It was a simulation" they said. "Then how come all those branches are broken up there if it was a simulation!'' They were speechless. Earl Morwhine decided to give me a ride home but we were detained by the Sheriff for a moment. He asked me what happened. "I was in a helicopter and they made me step out at gunpoint". What about Meg?  I suddenly remembered. "What happened to Meg? Did she make it?" I asked a fellow named "Darcy" who I knew from high school and from the Barbados Paradise. "She was found crushed to death down that path!" he said. "Take me to her". It looked like it could have been a real body wearing the same dress as in the helicopter - black with a white collar - laying as if a car had run over her. It looked like the same dress she wore in the last scene of her movie "Masquerade". This seems like a fantasy concocted by myself but the story is true. Although it cannot be you Meg! Why? Because recently she is wearing a full figure in a play called "Who's Afraid Of Virginia Woolf " up in Victoria "Flanada". Some had given their lives for her -  even myself. Did you know about all the danger and threats Meg? The Sheriff wanted me to go the hospital but I told him that I was fine. The full impact had not yet hit me and it became forgotten for twenty five years - until about a week ago. I do not know if the photo above is the same one who was found dead on the path but it cannot be the real Meg. That photo is dated "June 11th, 1984." You - Emily were born a month later - "July 8th,1984". Does she look eight months pregnant in the photo? No! This is absolute proof that you -  "Meg" had doubles! Until  my next  letter, Love John Moreno...... EMERGENCY FOOT NOTE!!!! Dear Meg, Widgett Stanz himself was thrown out of the same helicopter on another date in 1986 (One nation under God for...). I was not there when it happened but Jimmy Young Blood and Earl Morwhine showed me his body laying on a path and he seemed to be flattened wearing a black robe with a snake on it. They were making fun and calling him "Mashed Barbados".                                                                                                                                                                 

Second Chance - I Am Still Here My Love - Letter Sixteen

The last two weeks cannot be explained only that the "Rapture" has been misinterpreted for at least a century. Because most Christians have a little bit of a grudge and are anxiouus to leave this world we become presumptuous and wish that it would happen at any second. There is no physical proof that God will end the world in our day, only predictions. But death is the same thing as the second coming. Death can happen at any time any where for any of us. Christ will not return for those that "Hate" him or completely disobey him. He will return only for those who truly love him. Do you watch football or baseball? Take a look at the bleachers. Look at the crowd and how many people that are there. Everyday a stadium full of people leaves the Earth. 50 Thousand? 20 Thousand? That's how many humans suffer from  "Death" every 24 hours. So if Christ does not make a specticle of himself by making people disappear, it happens constantly everyday 24 hours a day without us even thinking about it. We do not know the "Day" or the "Hour" that that stadium will come our way! God may end the world on October 21st of this year. From my encounters with the Lord Jesus Christ, he is the most misunderstood being that ever exsisted. His love for the most awful human creatures delays him from destroying this exsistence immediately. This may sound strange but I was looking at a sexy advert and Christ created her! One of the most sexiest women I have ever seen - and Christ created her! How can this be? This life is just a test and an illusion! Do I love "Meg Tilly" more than "Jesus Christ?" The answer is that I love "Christ" more than "Meg" and that is one of the reasons that I never knew that you exsisted. I still love you and Meg and that is why I am so "Fanatical". By the way, the word "Fanatic" comes from the same word for "Baseball Fan" - it is short for fanatic.

Emergency Update - Scary Memory - Letter Fifteen

Dear Meg, I regret to inform you that your sister "Becky" was once shot at one of those Kirsty Alley parties. As I was driving my cab after writing the last letter the main "Engram" came forth. The one that caused me to black out the whole relationship with Kirsty Alley and Rebecca Tilly. Becky had been a bit of a "Ball-Buster" at times - I am sorry for using such terminology, and she supposedly said something defamatory about me or someone else. Remember! These people are out to replace people. They were looking for any excuse to eliminate someone. I still do not remember all the details yet, but if I remember within the next 3 days then I will post it. Becky was on her way to the bathroom when suddenly Garofalo stepped into the apartment with a small loaded hand gun and said angry words toward her and fired into her behind. She started screaming and crying on the floor. No one really helped her while she was down and he was still ranting and raging over something that she did. I wanted to help her but he still had a gun on him. Every one seemed to be on his side so no one helped her. I do not remember what happened yet but I think somehow her body got moved outside. I remember talking to a little ParaKeet head on Fort Hill Circle who was wearing a black suit. He made it seem like the police were on the way. Time moved forward and I was at Kirsty's apartment again asking about how Becky was doing. She came in with a small limp and said that she was alright. She also had a tournequit around her thigh. Becky had made it seem like it was nothing - sort of like it was a Boo-Boo. I became infuriated by her casual attitude and began to argue with her and told her that she was dead the day before. Something was suspicious. I don't remember my exact dialogue. "You had me going nuts for last couple of days!!" Then she came back later and tried to say that the whole thing was fake. Knowing now, about the technique that these people use, this was no longer the original Rebecca Tilly. It proved that I had love for her and respected her being Meg Tilly's younger sister. Her casual attitude showed that she had no respect for anyone else. Why didn't she talk against Mr. Garofalo at that point? I had apparently secretly helped her and this is thanks that I get. You know her better than I do - if that is still your sister. However, I have seen them use the same technique on Non-Celebrities and they can no longer be found today. If I remember anything else I will add it to this Letter for you Meg. Until the EarthQuake, Love, John Moreno

Jarring Your Memory - Kirstie Alley - Letter Fourteen

Dear Emily and Meg, I have 5 days to try to get it touch with you. I am excited that you were in Manhattan yesterday because I was there in my cab last Saturday night at "Christopher and Hudson" street I brought two women to that spot. It's a shame that they do not make telescopes that can see through walls so that I could see you being in a 15 mile radius from you. Of all the places to be during an earthquake. Here is my email address and cell phone number. vzevo2e5@verizon.net - 347-374-1434. So in a an attempt to revive Meg's memory I will talk about a few more repressed moments. I was once invited to a party in St. George Staten Island on Fort Hill Circle? I am not sure of the exact address but Kirstie Alley was there and she was making me nervous by sitting on the stove. What a weird  thing to do - to sit on the stove on the burners. We struck up a conversation and after a while I was the one sitting on the stove watching carefully that she did not turn it on. It was in the spring of 1981 and "Cheers" was a new TV show. It aired earlier then it says on Wikipedia. She was sharing an apartment with "Meg Tilly" and "Becky Tilly". I tried to go out with Becky but she immediately disliked me because of religion. She was large breasted compared to her sister. Anyway I spoke to them about God and she seemed to not mind me talking about it. After a while Becky, Meg and Kirstie were deliberately making me nervous by sitting on the stove. "Come on, don't do that!" I said. "Why?" they said. "Because I love you and her and I do not want to see you die!" I replied. I must have gone to that apartment about ten times. She would say "You can come over any time" but she did not mean it when I showed up "Blitzed" at 3:10 AM in the morning - her screaming and yelling. Now they were naughty at times - "put a sock in your mouth". I got robbed of maybe "Fifty" say "One hundred" dollars. Someone needs to teach them the "Birds and The Bees". I do not know if someone was forcing them to make extra money this way but the men who brought me there were the same people who said that "Meg" was going to be "switched" at the right time. I did not want to do it, especially wearing a literal sock. Meg had an double with zero breasts who was in love with me and he kept following me around. Maybe she secretly moved out after feeling guilty from some of the things that I had said. I do not know wether they knew that they were in a threatening situation. They were on the virge of being made prostitutes. They liked that apartment because it was on the ground floor and had a secret back exit. Maybe she got switched at that apartment. I was told that I almost got switched during one of those sessions because of what I knew. This is something that only a real aquaintance would know. I have to know "Meg Tilly" because of these things otherwise she is not the original. I do not want to embarass Kirsty or Meg Or Becky so I will move on to another memory. In the early fall of 1968 I had offended young Meg by saying something that was true and "Mr. Brown Pants" had found out about it. I had just recieved a red bicycle for my birthday. Mr. Garofalo took the bike from me by force and gave it young Meg. "Here, That's for what you said to her!" "This is for you!" and he gave me Meg's crappy beat up old green tricycle. After a day or two, my father noticed me scooting around on the tricycle said "Where's your bicycle?" "Oh - I gave it to some girl" I said. He snapped and said "I had to work and pay for that bicycle! Where is she?" "Up on Westervelt" I said in embarassment. So he called the police before we went storming up there. "How did she take it from you?" "She didn't - a man who says that he knows you took it and gave it to her!" "When we got there there was an Italian man who I believe to be "Mr. Barbados". He was the cop. Bonnie and Garofalo and Meg and a man who was supposedly Meg's father  were standing there. My father inquired about what happened. Mr Barbados took the bike back and gave it to me. They B-Est their way out of it. After the situation had calmed down they all started talking as friends. They asked him about my mom and she suddenly showed up. My mom immediately became friends with Bonnie. Bonnie began to get invited over to "Tupperware" parties and would sometimes bring Meg and Jennifer and some snotty blonde girl (Katrina?) I realize now that the whole situation was a ploy so that the Tillys to be friends with my family. She once let Meg and Jennifer sleep over. They woke up early and pushed my dad's door open and were gigling. He got up and said "When my kids wake me up early in the morning they get wacked with the belt" They started singing and doing the dishes so they would not get hit. Later Bonnie never returned to pick them up. They were over now for two days. My mother phoned the police. Some guy showed up who resemembled the fat guy who played "John Wayne Gacy" in the recent film. "Where's my kids?" "Their mom left them here" my mom said. He calmed down and got angry with Bonnie who.showed up about ten minutes later. She apologized but she now had a double who was a young fellow. She onced knocked on the door and I answered. She said "I need to hide in your closet" we thought that it was funny and her let hide there. "I need to know what this guy thinks of me". A few minutes later the Fat guy showed up asking about her. The conversation was polite with her secretly listening. He left and then my father showed up from work and she suddenly stepped out of the closet. She got caught and was laughing. My dad did not get mad and she left. Garofalo came by later and said that she was a guy. Does this sound like "The Weird Honeymooners?" So the Tillys got invited over for Thanksgiving that year. They brought a ParaKeet head with them. He had a movie camera and filmed me and Meg and Jennifer and Bonnie together. During the dinner they started to leave for some reason. My father also had a movie camera and caught us all together. That film was recently stolen. They did not stay long after dinner but they were now good friends with my parents. I believe that the young girls were innocent in all this. It was Garofalo who put them up to this to get their foot in the door. They came over many more times. Bonnie confessed to my mother that Garofalo wanted her to do someting bad to my mom. They became friends anyway and even visited us at our new house on  "Vanderbilt Avenue" with  the" Tilly Sisters". They got bored and left but had developed beautiful bodies now being young teenagers. Bonnie came over one more time in 1974 and said goodbye to my mom and said that they were moving away. She never came back over after that but Garofalo was waiting outside when she said goodbye. I hope that I can write to you again before the earthquake. You can call or email me if you like. Farewell, love John Moreno

Cheers And Fame And Meg - Letter Thirteen

Looking though the eyes of the world, it would seem silly to tell you that we have only 12 days before the "Great Earthquake" and beginning of the end. Remember! It took "Noah" 120 years to built that ship - maybe like a smaller version of the "Titanic" - the mockery that he endured while it was being built and only 8 people were saved out of a million and God told him exactly on what day it would begin....  www.familyradio.com.  Dear Emily, I once rented several movies of your mom. One of them was the movie "Fame". If you were to rent or buy it now, you would see Meg for about 2 seconds and her naval is exposed just like I remember her from 1976 in the "JippyVan". I had a copy of "Fame" and Your mom was actually in the film with dialouge and acting. She has always been stalked by "Criminals" who must have re-done the film and completely edited her out of it. I could have sworn that I saw her speaking lines with the Black fellow in the TV series wearing dark green sweat shirt that was cut to show her belly and waist, with her hair parted on the side (Pixie Style) and short. I  once met some fellows who told me saying "At the right time she is going to be switched". This was in 1980. They were not Hollywood personnel. They dated Meg around that time and it may have come true. She also told us to watch "Cheers" and she was in an episode of that but it never aired  again. We were told that she was going to be on the "Tonight Show" and I watched it. She was on with "Anthony Perkins" and for some reason it was re-done with only Anthony Perkins. Meg was told that she could not talk about her boyfriend from "Staten Island" on the show. She said it anyway - she said that she has a boyfriend named "John". The show aired once. I called the "Carson Archives" some months back and they never heard of that episode. I asked if they are missing an episode but I never got an answer. There is also another missing television show missing - "Hill Street Blues". There is the first time that Meg was on that program but there was also another episode with "Jennifer Tilly" and your mom in the same scene. They were playing prostitutes in the role. They were out to destroy the original Meg Tilly and replaced footage with the "Younger"  Meg Tilly and they may have succeeded. From the movie "Tex" through "Sleep With Me", the same girl is  acting in the rest of those films. She looked different in "Fame" and seemed to be slightly larger and older. How would I know these things? If your mom is the same person that I once knew then she would know these things. I seems like they made the switch between "Fame" and "Tex".  So you may have been born through "Margaret Chan" or "Kristina Coultas" or I do not know. Those were two names that I saw in the credits of "Fame". She also told me that her name was "Margaret Freundlich" one time. Maybe you would know or "Tim" may know if it is commom practice to edit people out of movies on the threat of criminals. There is no proof that I ever knew your mom or knew her sexaully because of such people. I believe either way that you are mine and that we are at the end and I wish that you will pray for the salvation of yourself and your family. Please understand. My next letter may be before the end. Love, John Moreno.....                         Dear Meg, I would like to correct someting that you have on you blog "The Official Meg Tilly Website". According to newspapers, your acting teacher did not die in 1986. Please look at the date of the article above.... Left click the article- (November 1985)

Emily's Birth Place - Letter Twelve

Dear Meg and Emily, A repressed memory came forward just this very night of an old operating room in an abandoned hospital. I was at my favorite nightly abode the "Venetian Gardens" which was actually a tavern called "Studio B". I was doing my usual thing of stimulating my brain when I was asked to drive to New Brighton to the old abandoned "Staten Island Hospital" on Castleton Avenue. I believe "Andy Fish" was with me. On the other end of our trip was a "ParaKeet" head and "Mr. Brown Pants". "How ya doin?" he said. "Basically well" I said. "She's gonna have the baby". "Who?" I said. "You know who" meaning "Meg Tilly". "I don't know what you're talking about". I was still under hypnosis but I understood that she was pregnant. They said that they were going to get me out of it even though I never discussed any thing with them. "She can have the baby right here!" as he hopped on to an old gernie and laid there like a baby. "What do you think?" "I really don't know what to say" I said when I noticed "A Meg Tilly" in the OR. You were wearing just a long white T-shirt and nothing else as usual. Maybe it was a dress rehearsal or something but I was suddenly nervous being in an abandoned hospital and why was the electricity still on? Have these men performed operations here before? I do not remember if I spoke to you or if that was really you or not but they had dispatched a nurse or former nurse to help with the procedure. She was probably under threat of some sort and had to do the delivery. You were not ready to deliver today but they were testing me to see if a would say anything. I think that they wanted to take the baby so that is why you were being forced to have the baby outside of a normal hospital. Or it could be that they would give her (Emily) any last name that they wanted. The situation was becoming erie and we just looked at each other. I think that some how I was under hypnosis again. We some how got back to Studio B and no one said a word about it. I really did not asked them to get me out of fatherhood. You must understand that barroom liquor is stronger than store liquor and that these men anticipate this state of hypnosis. I did not remember this until today. So again I was brought back to the makeshift hospital and I was told that you had the baby at home by the ParaKeet head - He pointing his thumb over shoulder toward Brighton Avenue. I just looked and said nothing. Then he said "N-a-a-h, She had the baby in California and she is safe". I always thought that this particular Parakeet worked at the 120 Precinct but was never sure. Some where along the line I had been forced to sign a piece of paper. It may have been a birth certificate or birth info. To amaze you, "Emily and Meg", this is absolute proof that I know you. I am going to write your married name at that time on a piece of paper above and I want you to go and get Emily's birth certificate and compare the hand writing.

Margaret Chan And Meg Tilly - Letter Eleven

We (or I) rather have thirty days left in which there should be a sign from God that the world is about to end. It should happen on the 20th of May, just like the "Wise and Foolish Virgins". People will begin to rush around to their Christian friends to try to find out what is going on but it will be to late and then the Rapture will come and the Graves will open and the world will know that "Christ Was There". (Matthew Chapter 25: 1-13). Dear Emily, I regret to imform you that I have more proof that something is not right with your mom. Who is "Margaret Chan?" Do you recognize that name? That is the name that the media says is her birth name and birth date. (Febuary 14,1960) - "Valentines Day". Well, Margaret Chan "was" born on Valentines Day 1960 only you mom cannot be Margaret Chan. Let me explain before an egg cooks on your forehead. In 1981 Meg Tilly made her first film called "Tex" with "Matt Dillon". In the "July 1982"- "Teen Magazine" an article was published about your mom and her first movie. The article states "Making her film debut in Tex 18 year old Meg Tilly enviable acting".... etc. She was 18 yers old at the time. If subtract you 18 from 1981 you get 1963. That means that the girl in the film was only 17- 18 years old at the time. Therefore she cannot be "Margaret Chan" whose mom is "Patricia Tilly" from California born in "1960". Well at this point she could lie and say "We made the movie earlier in 1978". This lie will not work because the author of the book "TEX" by "S.E. Hinton" was still writing it at the time. It did not came out until "1979". You can "left click" on the above articles above and read it youself. Use your "Zoom" also. Plus, Matt Dillon himself would have only been 14 years old and noticeably short in the film. He is much taller which shows that film was made when he was 17. He was born in 1964. (1964+17 =1981). I saw Margaret Chan's birth certificate and it is legitimate (Feb 14,1960). Here is another proof which shows that she was actually born in "1962" and not "1960".. The article also states "After graduation, a little over two years ago, she moved to New York".... etc. The "Teen Magazine" story was written near "July 1982". Subtract and you get her graduation as "June 1980". The screenplay for "Tex" would have been written in 1980 and the casting director would have picked "Meg Tilly" during the same year. (1980-18=1962) Therefore your mom was born on a different day and year with a different name altogether. Here is another problem. Meg's blog has a biography of her self claiming to be the daughter of "Harry Chan" and "Patricia Tilly" who are the parents of "Margaret Chan" and "Jennifer Chan" a.k.a "Jennifer Tilly". If she was the original women then she would have known that these two people are not her parents. All throughout her career in the 1980's she never made these claims in the newspapers or magazines. How come they do not know this? Probably because they are not the original movie stars. Meg Tilly herself never took her identity but merely derived her stage name from Margaret Chan. What is her real name? So far it is a mystery but I have a few ideas as to what it is. Then what happened to Margaret Chan? Well there was an incident on Westervelt Avenue back in 1976. I had meet Meg again when I belonged to a religous group of hippies and we pick her up and her sister in one of their vans. For the sake of understanding I will call them "Jippies" short for "Jesus Hippies". Like the story of the stair case, the same people were trying to kill her again. She (Margaret) had become saved and this really made an egg fry on all their foreheads. She came on to me in the van. She wanted to be my girlfriend. I was stopped by certain leaders of the group and thought that it was hypocritical of them because some of them had girlfriends. I had started to visit her at her house on Westervelt. She had begun to take my side in every thing and was always agreeing with me. Mr. Garofalo and Parakeet head became enraged by this and told me "You don't ever go out with a girl like that - she belongs to us!!" I was fearless back then and with stood them - they even went and brought my father to tell me to stay away from her. Meg had a beautiful perfect figure back then with a beautiful belly button showing. They were trying to set her up with "Guidos" and "Mob" types. One day I was wandering along Westervelt hoping to see her when my "Jippy" friends were stuck with a flat tire. Meg was there also and Garofalo and company. We were talking when a Jippy named "Rick Shaw" picked up the car jack and swung it at the back of Margaret's head and she fell to the ground. I confronted him about what he did. He said "I hate that bitch!!" I said "How can you be saved?" Garofalo made threats and said not to say nothing. I immediately told "Bonnie" who was waiting down the block outside. "You daughter is bleeding up the block!" I said. "My daughter is fine" Bonnie said. "She is not  - she is hit in the head and on the ground!!" "My daughter is fine!!" she insisted. Bonnie would not respond or listen. So I went back and by then her body was missing. It may have been in the trunk. I also thought that I saw an ambulance with a Parakeet behind the wheel. There were more threats and no reasoning with this people. I was forced to leave and Margaret became "pewny" after that. "Rick" had apologized to the fellowship leader and was forgiven. Miss "Pewny" gave the impression that she was alright. Maybe that girl on the ground was born in 1960. Maybe that was not really Rick either. So Margaret Chan "was" 16. Until my next letter,  Love, John Moreno.

Meg Tilly And SevenTeen Magazine - Letter Ten

Dear Emily, How are you? Those spritzers lead me to believe that you are my daughter for sure. Emily, I found some thing interesting from an old "SevenTeen Magazine" from "January 1984". Your mom was interviewed earlier-which would have been the "Fall Of 1983" when I have already explained to you that we made love in "October1983". I believe that this is the very first interview which mentions "Jim Cinnamon" your father being married to Meg your mom. She may have been pregnant during the interview judging by the date of the article. The article above is blurred and dark but still legable. It says that Jim and Meg had been married since "January 1983". Did she cheat on Jim? I hope not. But here is more proof that there was and are more than one "Meg Tilly".  Here is some of the paradox. If you read the article, it states that "Meg" is a "Slender Five Feet-Six And A Half Inches" tall. If you look at my previous letter which shows "Six Foot-Two Inches" Anthony Perkins then you know that the woman in "Psycho II" is not 5' 6 and a half inches tall judging by the photo. How can we explain this? Well wait and see. If she were that tall then your aunt "Jennifer Tilly" would be about "Five Feet-Nine Inches" tall - which she is not. Other articles on Jennifer Tilly reveal that she is 5' 4 inches tall. And she is the tallest sister. I wonder then - who was Jim dating and marrying at the time? It would have been "Meg's Double" because of the height. Her double is just as good but she is not the woman from the films. So who were you born through? Was it a "Meg" double that I had sex with or the real person? I am 5' 10 inches tall and every time that I had met Meg Tilly she was short. There is another article from 1994 - I 'll have to look for it again, but the reporter described her as being "tall and sexy with long legs in a miniskirt". She was being interview in a New York City hotel somewhere. Jim would have been running around with her double. Also, he may have told Seventeen Magazine that he was married to her so they would not get curious as to who really got her pregnant. Every time that I was with your mom she never mentioned a boyfriend or husband. So does that make me an "Adulterer?" No! Fornicator "Yes" but "Adulterer?" No! I had asked your mom to marry me once but she turned out to have a beard. Wrong Meg Tilly. So it is my conclusion that she was never really married to anyone. Here is another paradox. For some reason your birth was never announced in the newspaper even though that particular hospital is an "In Spot" for actresses having babies. It would have boosted her career and his if they announced your birth. Neither did they announce your brother "Cassidy's" birth. Why? because Meg would be lying and have to explain that the child is from an "Unknown"- they trying to keep attention away from the babies. Also I do not believe that Jim was around Staten Island at the time but was off making a film called  "CrossRoads". Click on the article above and it will enlarge. Until my next letter, Love, John Moreno.

Meg's Hair - Letter Nine

As of today I - (We) have 44 days left - I hope that these messages get through to the real "Meg Tilly and Family". May you all find salvation!  Dear Emily, I must apologize for a mistake that I made in my research. I thought that this black and white photo was a photo of a boy baby, but actually it is a photo of you. I am very sorry - they are not all fake. However, it still fits perfectly with my memory and experience with your mom. In this photo I would say that you are about 8 to 10 months old. That means that the photo was taken about April of 1985. If you look at Meg's hair it is about collar length. Here is a photo of her from a magazine which came out in December 1985. The hair is the same length and hairstyle. That means that both photos were taken about the same time. Guess what? Her hair was collar length when she was with me at the "Rotundra" in June 1985. She mentioned that she had just had a baby. Only her hair was styled like it was in "Psycho II". She never mentioned a husband or boyfriend. So this must be the baby from under the train trestle mentioned in "Shantilly Lace". Why the phrase Shantilly? Well it is the code name for "Meg Tilly" which is not her birth name. If she is named "Margaret Chan" then it was a matter of putting the two last names together - "Chan + Tilly" = "Chantilly". I thought that her older sister would get mad at me so I changed  the "C" to an "S" which equals "Shantilly". Chantilly is a town in France and an article of clothing and a song. So the research fits my memory and if any of those people are still alive then they could vouch for my affairs. But I am speaking the truth about how word never got to me about your birth and your visit. I used code names for everyone because I do not want anyone getting angry at me for telling the truth. People who were not there will not understand the story without the names being deciphered. Also I noticed that Meg really did not have any kind of accent other than New York during our stay together. She later developed a "New England" accent after I was led to believe that she was "Shot" - this is the part were it becomes confusing. The following years - 1986 and 1987 become even more confusing when it appeared that she had died several times. When those memories popped up I became alarmed and began research on her immediately about a year ago. So when I see a recent strange photo of her and she is too tall, then I am led to believe that she might be gone. When she gets nasty on FaceBook and doesn't call me, then I think that she is gone. When she does not remember who the real daddy of her children is and does not respond, then I think that she is gone. There is one other strange phenomena - Meg with no breasts. I do not mean to make fun but "I KNOW THAT SHE HAD THEM!!!" Sorry to get so graphic Emily. Until my next letter, Love John Moreno.

Jim Cinamon - Letter Eight

Dear Emily, I would like to tell you a partial story about "Tim" who is supposedly your Dad. I will call him "Jim Cinnamon" as a code name just like I did for you in my  book "The Missing  Bones Website". Your code name in that online book is "Amy Cinnamon Bun". First of all as I mention earlier, nobody ever told me that you were born. The story that I told is true namely "Shantilly Lace" which is a story about your conception. Your mom "Shantilly" would have just finished making a film called "Hypnonsis" and was about to make "Larry the Amadeus Guy" but was turned down for being pregnant. So after or during her pregnancy she began to make "Naughty Nuns" which I do not care to talk about. Although I gave her my phone number she never called or wrote to me to tell me about you. There were no "Cell Phones" in those days nor was there internet service nor did I know how to use a computer until about five years ago. She must have been so busy making films. Immediately after she was pregnant Jim Cinnamon was mentioned in certain magazines. Some one must have put a gun to his head and made him take the blame. Their is no evidence that "Shanny" married Jim, but being a good Freemason he had to pretend to be married to her. If you read your own birth certificate you see that it took three weeks for Jim to sign the document. Look at where it says "Informant" on the birth certificate. Why would he have taken so long to sign his own wife's daughter's birth certificate unless he was afraid of something. "I'm not signing that!" he must have said. "I am not the father of that cheese!" And what is an informant on a birth record? It must be something like this: "Pist- Hey Doc?- I know who did this to her!'' with Jim hiding in the corner of the maturnaty ward. With the doctor saying "Don't worry, we will give you government protection and your name will never be revealed - just let us knew who did this to her". So Jim signed the form thereby giving you the last name "Cinnamon Bun". Now here is the sad and scary part. In later years me and your mom had two more affairs. One was in "Manhattan" which is written in the book mentioned earlier and then there is another affair which I have yet to write about concerning "Cassidy" your brother. I was dragged by the arm by the same "Cave Woman" to some where in upstate New York and we did it again. The timing between your brother's conception and our affair is a pefect match. That took place in November 1985. He was born on my birthday. About three months later I  was wandering not to far away from the "Verrazano Bridge" when an automobile stopped me with a middle aged man and a guy who looked liked "Widgett". They wanted me to sign some papers and said that Shanny was pregnant. It was dark out and I did not believe them or his credentials. They may have made me sign something concerning  royalties because some of the events that took place ended up in your mom's films. I turned down the royalties, but I could not remember going all the way with your mom due to hypnosis again. Anyway I did not believe that that was Jim. So I said "You're not a movie producer!" He looked down at the ground and said "I am a Movie Producer- I am - I am" very timidly. So I did not believe them. Your mom may have tried to get in touch with me this time by writing me letters under the name of "Katrina" but they were literally confiscated by a "ParaKeet head" who literally took them out of my hand in my own bedroom. They also confiscated a pair of shoes that your mom bought  for me inside the "Flash Gordon" van from the film "Leaving Normal". I was kept from knowing the truth because of the way things are done in the movie world. She did have one of my private phone numbers which I got changed due to hang ups and breathing -not because of her. Jim was forced to take the blame again and your family was being stalked by gangster types and he signed much more quickly this time. Sadly, he may have been replaced several times since then. I hope not, but I wish that you will believe me and my story. My mind became revived when a was doing research in a library - not to far from the Staten Island Ferry about a year ago when I ran across an article "Shantilly Does Speaking Engagement At Hunter College". I did not plan it this way and I am sorry. I must be off to work and I will write to you again soon. Love, John Moreno.

"Margaret Ward And The Stair Case" - Letter Seven

Dear Emily, Certain people have always been out to hurt your mom since she was a little girl. This next little story is another example of what I mean. Back in the year 1968 when Meg was living on Westervelt Avenue in Staten Island she became very moody and certain adults did not like her because of that. A certain "Parakeet Head'' along with "Mr Garofalo" were always monitoring her life as well her mom. She also showed signs of trauma and brainwashing. Her older sister Jennifer was re-introduced to your mother - "Margaret Ward" which was an alias at the time. Jennifer or whatever her real name is was introduced to Meg saying "Hi - I'm Susan your older sister!" Meg immediately screamed "I don't have a sister!!" We boys began to like Jennifer because she was taller and happier and wanted to take care of us all. This led me to believe that Jennifer is a cousin or a look-a- like trying to become Meg's new sister. After Meg had screamed Jennifer said  "Well actually I am a cousin but I am like a sister." she replied in front of us all. It seemed that Meg was a child that no one wanted and everyone was trying to get rid of her. Bonnie and these two men were slowly overtaking the house on Westervelt. There were already people missing from that address like the landlady's husband and her son Ronnie Maw. For the sake of understanding we will call the landlady "Bonnie" and her sister "Patricia" -  "The Linda Lees". The reason for calling them by this title is that they resembled Bruce Lee's wife Linda Lee. I am trying to prove that I knew what her Mom looked like. If you look up "Bruce Lee's" wife on the internet and find a photo of "Linda Lee" from the late 1960's then this what these three women looked like. The two women were trying to look like the land lady who was older - about 10 to 15 years older. Now we kids had called for Meg and wanted to play with her. Not that way! Bonnie had asked the land lady to babysit Meg while she went off to do something. She said "Yes" but was secretly angry. Meg began to play on the staircase with a little rubber ball by throwing it up the stairs and then retrieving it. The noise began to bother the land lady so she came out and yelled at her saying "Stop doing that -  you are disturbing everyone". We said "Where can your daughter play then?" "She's not my daughter!" said the oldest Linda Lee. I said "Just because she is not your daughter doesn't mean that you should treat her that way." She smiled and got it bit convicted. After a while a black fellow came along with a blonde kid with a crew cut and they began to hang around us. They were from down the road by Layton Avenue and they were not trustworthy. They were disciples of "Mr Garofalo". One of the Linda Lees had a six month old blonde haired boy. She asked me to hold the baby one time and I was photographed with him in my arms. She allowed the two new kids into the house along with Mr Parakeet and Mr Garofalo. The baby was back in his crib. When no one was looking the white kid from Layton Avenue stuck his finger into the trachea of the little baby. They and Garofalo were trying to kill him. This causes the child to strangle to death. I immediately told Mrs. Lee in secret. She seemed to like me but really did not believe me. Mr Parakeet made like he was going to do something about it. He did not do anything from what I remember. A day or two later we were over Meg's house again and I asked "Where's the baby?" The Linda Lee began to cry and say "Someone has taken him!" The Parakeet interrupted and said "He is alright -  he is next door". We went next door with him and the neighbors gave back the baby. Whether it was the same baby I don't know. However Meg continued to play her ball game on the staircase and seemed happy.. The happiness bothered Mr. Garofalo and his disciples and they planned to throw Meg down the stairs. I secretly informed Mrs. Lee about the plot but she acted like I was bothering her. We were being threatened to not say anything. I was the only one to say something. After a day or two everyone was back on top of the staircase only there was one new Linda Lee. She looked at me and said "Don't worry - I am going to take care of it" while pointing her thumb toward her shoulder thereby giving the impression that she was from the local Police Department. These three or four Linda Lees were now there together and the black fellow was standing at the back of the staircase getting ready to charge into Meg as she returned up the stairs. HE CHARGED and down flew little Meg to the bottom of the landing like the ball she had thrusted. She lay there unconscious. So much for the 120 Precinct. They wanted to call an ambulance when she did not awake. These are actually adults who allow these things to happen. It seems that they wanted to inflict some sort of wrath on Meg secretly. They did not go after the "Perp" and they did nothing. I hovered over Meg for I was secretly in love with her when she suddenly came to and said "YOU PUSHED ME DOWN THE STAIRS!!!" "You brat!! - I tried to save your life!!" I yelled. So she later told her daddy and I was no longer allowed in the house or to be around her. Can you believe the gratitude Emily? Is this the same girl that I later shared DNA with?  She told her Dad (as if it were really her Dad ) that I threw her down the stairs! What thanks I got! Is this the same girl?  We will have to wait and find out. Until then with some Love, John Moreno.

Meg Does Not Understand God - Letter Six

Dear Meg, I am glad for your recent comment on your website saying that you do not understand God. I am well versed in the Bible and I will attempt to help explain things. If you look at the book of Genesis you will read that mankind immediately fell away from God in the Garden of Eden. God immediately set out to destroy the world and mankind after Satan became ruler over mankind, But God said "I will have a people for myself" so therefore he saves certain people. Once the number of the "Elect" is reached then God will destroy this world along with Satan and his angels and his people. (Revelation chp 6:9-11) This is the only reason why the world continues. When a person dies two things happen. They either go directly into the "Paradise Of God" or they cease to exist forever.(Luke 23:39-42) Storms and earthquakes and tidal waves etc. are a reminder of "Judgement Day" (Luke 21: 25-28) Judgement Day is said to begin on "May 21st, 2011" at 6pm New Zealand time. It will start with an earthquake that will travel through out the entire world within 24 hours (Revelation 16:17-21) The discription of the Great Earthquake is nearly identical to the news footage that you saw in Japan. I live in Staten Island New York and we will get to see the end begin on the news. The news should come at 1:45 am on "May 21st 2011" because of the time difference. If you read Luke chapter 21 it says "Mens hearts failing them for fear of anticipating what is coming on the earth". We will hear about an Earthquake in New Zealand at 1:45 am Staten Island time. But God will save people who truly love him from the plagues that will strike the earth after that. (John 14:15). God will "Rapture" every person who ever loved him, from Adam all the way to the last person saved. (1st Thessalonians 4:13-18) Meg, you might think that God is cruel, but  I can tell you from experience that people can seem very friendly and loving. But if you were to really preach the word of God to them you will see the Devil come out in them. I am very happy that you brought up this subject. This is why I say that I only have 62 days left. You once prayed the "Sinners Prayer" with me when you were making "Off Beat" in NYC in June 1985. I love you and I have been trying to get in touch with you for a year now. Your wicked publicist "Laura" told me never to call again when I asked her to relay my phone number and email address to you. I also mailed you a letter to the "Writer's Guild". We have had many encounters together and I made these websites to refresh your memory. You have to understand that Satan does not want you and your family to be saved so he is preventing me from speaking to you through your staff. My phone number is on "Facebook" I am also listed in the Staten Island phone book. I wrote the "Missing Bones Website" in an effort to revive your memory. Satan has killed every person I ever knew. I thought that he got you but if you are the same person then you should remember me. But this is not just about me. I explained how I could be the father of Emily and David in a previous letter on this same website. When my memory had revived I immediately set out to warn you and the children about the End of the World. I had been hypnotized and threatened and warned not to see you or talk about you any longer back in 1980's. All evidence that we had ever met was stolen from me - even the jacket that I was wearing when we were together was stolen from the dry cleaners. I would love to continue to explain things to you but I want to give you a chance to respond. I suggest that you and the children pray immediately that God would make you his Child. Here is the best website on this subject. http://www.familyradio.com/ I love you, Sincerely, John Moreno

Is Meg Still With Us? - Letter Five

As of the date of this letter I have "Seventy Three" days left. (1 Corinthians 15: 51-54) and (1 Thessalonians 4: 15-17). I hope that you and your family have the same. Dear Meg, I have reasons to believe that you are no longer with us. Although some of this might seem comical, some of it might get serious or even morbid. I am hoping to God that I am wrong. But - well, here goes. First I would like to talk to you about your "Blog" "The Official Meg Tilly Blog". I noticed a photo of you when you were a child about four years old. It is a color photo. A poor family from the 1960's most likely could not afford a color camera and color film let alone afford to get it developed. That is not a photo of you. My baby pictures are all "black and white" All your baby photos should also be black and white. Plus, any photo of a young "Oriental" girl could pass for you. Now, your "Grown up" photos. In the movie "Psycho II", at one point in the film you are standing side by side with "Anthony Perkins", who is 6 feet 2 inches tall. He is one full head taller than you (one foot). That makes you 5 feet 2 inches tall in spite of what certain magazines say, you are not 5 foot 6 inches. Your own movie proves it. Do this as an experiment. If you fast forward the tape of Psycho II approximately 55 minutes into the film, you will see the sheriff speaking to you and Norman Bates. You say "He was with me. He was walking in the field all day!" Push the pause button at that point and you will see that you are very short even with cowboy boots on. Now I met you and I remember the same - especially holding you in my arms. In your blog there is a segment (March 2010) with your friend "Ruth" with a "Photo" of you and her side by side. YOU are a full head taller than her which means that that is not a photo of you, but a "Fake". YOU are 6 feet tall in the photo!  Also, there is a photo of you with "Jasmine John-Thorpe", (June2010) and YOU are a giant! The lady next to you is saying "Oh Lordy, what has that girl been eatin now!!" This means that that photo is a fake. The black and white photo of you on the first page of your blog was handed to me in 1986 when I was in Chuckies Pub. The young man with the photo asked me if I knew how to draw. "I know how to draw a little", I said. He handed me a pencil and said "Can you make her look older?  "I'll try", I said, so I drew circles under your eyes and he said "That's pefect!" Some how that photo ended up on the cover page of your blog. I was dragged off another time by the same people to a backyard. They had a life-like mannequin of you and they were taking photos of it in different positions. The mannequin seems to be taller than you. I really thought that it was you frozen. It looked very real. They had one of you as the school teacher-librarian that you are today with nerdy glasses and short straight hair with a white head band. So far there are no real photos of you. There is a photo of "Emily" and you can really tell that it is her especially with the bag over her head. Now "David" - I am not trying to make fun of him, but none of those photos seem to match. There is the photo of him as "David Cassidy" trying to look Chinese (Spike). And then there is a nice photo of him in a wedding picture only he seems to have a larger frame than the most recent photos. There is a photo of you with a broken neck on your sister's shoulder ( That does not look like your sister!) Finally there are a few recent photos of you with a black "Eye of Nute" shirt on in an herbal store some where on the planet. What is the problem with those photos? Well I will tell you. You have nice black semi long hair with a nice even gray streak that looks kinda sexy. You do not fuzzy schivelled gray old ladies hair which leads me to believe that you are also a mannequin. In conclusion, if you wanted to take photos of some one who has past away, how would you do it? One way is to "make" or "hire" a look-alike. The other way is to buy a good life-like mannequin. And there are other reasons why I think this way. But until then may God save you and our - I mean your family. Love, John Moreno.                                                              

Meg Knew Me - Letter Four

Dear Emily, I thought that I would write to you to try to prove that "Meg Tilly" knew me from my youth. To do this I will use her book "Singing Songs" which she did not actually write. This is not to criticize Meg or her book but to demonstrate that I know things that only she and your family would know. For example when she lived near "Corson Avenue", back in 1969, her mom used aliases for herself and Meg. She called herself "Patricia or Bonnie" and her daughter "Christina, Katherine, or Margaret". Bonnie introduced her daughter to us kids in the area under a different name every time. She had began to get Meg into show business at an early age. Meg was in a television commercial when she was nine and Bonnie had asked us to watch for it. We looked for it but did not come on. Then she said "Watch it again tonight'', so we did and we finally saw Meg. Bonnie looked young and was pretty although she looked like "Linda Lee", the late "Bruce Lee's" wife with round "Lennon" glasses. If you surf the internet and look for a photo of Linda Lee from 1969 then you have an idea of what Bonnie looked like. Bonnie once said that she believed in God . Now I had instinctively believed  in God since I was a baby. So I said to her "If you believe in God then why would you lie to little kids and not tell us your right names?" She seemed speechless and embarassed. A few days later I met up with Meg and her mom by their house on "Westervelt Avenue" and her mom said  to her "Go ahead, tell him!" And then she said slowly "I am Margaret Ward". Bonnie must have gotten convicted. One day she stated that she used to be a school teacher and that she was looking for work. I said "Why don't you work at our school (P.S.31 on Layton Avenue) down the block?" She said that it was a good idea and got a job there. Now at times there were confrontations between me and Meg amd I would complain to her mom. Bonnie said "Don't worry - she really likes you - I keep a record of everything that she says and does." This meant that her mom kept a "diary" of what Meg did, and this is what "Singing Songs" was written from. There was a boutique that had just opened up down the block and Meg had saved up 2 dollars. Her mother said to us "Meg has saved up two dollars and wants to buy a new dress at the boutique down the block - Could you walk her there and make sure that she does not get ripped off ?" We said "Sure" and we walked her there. There was me and my brother "Michael", "Peter Kennedy", and someone else. Now this proves that Meg did not live in Canada as a youth because the Canadians do not except American currency. Her book says "$2.00". not "Shillings" or "Shekels" or whatever they use. That means that she bought the dress in America! We helped her pick out the dress and let her know which one looked nice on her. Sure enough the clerk tried to overcharge her. We showed him the price tag and he stopped. The story in her book states that she wore that dress until her naughty bits began to show meaning that the dress was not shrinking, she was growing. Actually it was her blonde cousin or half-sister whose naughty bits were showing, and had the dress that was ready to explode. In another incident, there was the story of a boy named "Randy," and Meg had thrown a ring at him. Guess who that happened to - ME!  I was alone one day when I was approached by "Mr. Garofalo" (Mr. Brown Pants) and Meg was with him. He was a trouble maker and a serial killer. He gave me a plastic ring and made me put it on her finger. She made me feel happy by smiling at me and she seemed to like me.  A few days later I was in the P.S.31 school yard when she and Mr. Garofalo approached and he said to her "Go ahead". She took the ring off and threw it at me and said "I don't like you and I never want to see you again!!" I became embarassed and started crying and ran out of the school yard. I guess that I am Randy - Emily. He also spread a rumor in that school that Bonnie was a "whore", and now other teachers were bothering her and she was seen crying. Mr Wolmper, a gym teacher straightened them out though, and the trouble stopped. In another story, there were "Pooh Pies". Bonnie had no place to live. She and my mom had met and became friends over a bicycle incident between me and Meg. I will tell you that story on another day, Emily. My mom had introduced Bonnie to "Louise Roberto" who had a house in the woods here in Staten Island. Louise let her live there for a while. One day my mom took me and my siblings to Louise's house and Meg decided that she did not like some blonde kid with a crew cut who lived next door. So she decided to make a Pooh Pie for him. "Don't do that" I said kindly. But she started "doing it" anyway right there in the pan. Luckily her sister "Suzy" stopped her and she bought him a real chocolate cake. Suddenly a car came speeding up the gravel driveway and two men got out, One of them with a shot gun and pointed it at Bonnie who was standing in front of the back door along with Louise and my mom. "YOU___M____r F___r !" he said violently . Every one was dead silent as he was waving it - and suddenly he pointed it at me and I thought that I was going to die. He waved it slowly back toward the women "YOU__M___r F__r !" After several minutes he said "give me those two kids!!" He grabbed two young children who were there and they made off. Bonnie was ashamed and frightened and Louise called the Police. They interviewed me and my brother. The cop that spoke to me was the same cop who goes around handling problems with Italian people. We were scared and he made it seem like we were over reacting and made us feel like jerks. I think that he actually gave "John Ward" the shot gun himself. He made light of it - that"Mr.Ward" actually pointed a rifle at 8 year old kids. This story is in Meg's novel and it did not happen in Washington, nor Oregon, nor California. It happened in "Sunny Staten Island - New York".  I was also there at the "Assumption Church" on "Brighton Avenue" when Meg and sister "Suzy" (a.k.a. "Jennifer") and Bonnie pretended to put money in the collection plate. This little story is also in "Singing Songs".The "Some man in his underwears" was my dad who tried to hit them with a belt, but they started doing the dishes and singing. "Miss Dippity Doo" was my mom who can be seen in the photo above. She thought that she was"Marlo Thomas". Oh well Emily, maybe you do not believe me, but if your mom is still the same person, then she should remember where these stories really happened. Thanks for listening. Love, John Moreno