What stayed with me is how off balance the justice system is where the victims get a ‘court appointed attorney’ called prosecutor and the perpetrators get the option to pay for a high powered expensive, save your ass lawyer.
How is it that the system was set up this way, where each victim is already without options before the trial even begins?
As I read through my father’s evidence file, everything was off…except the girl’s reports. They were right on.
What was off was that in the history of the little girls stories, it was almost always noted, that an adult knew, was in the room or had been told, but not believed.
How off is that?
The children had been talking, telling and no one was listening. Then, a Detective arrives in our home, we give once again our stories add a touch of hope that this time, the Bad Man will get punished…and nothing bad happens to him and our faith and hope are dashed once again.
He wins, he carries on as if 'nothing bad' has happened.
I hadn’t truly considered the volume of abuse, while I had knew there were many…many seems so oblique.
But when you read names and descriptions and locations and what my father is wearing, where he is sitting and then how he ensnares a little girl to sit with him in his kindness and laid back ways and then how strong he becomes in keeping them upon his lap…Forcible Contact on his penis, it sharpens the focus and makes him even more a pedophile if that is possible.
My friends wrote, and theirs were not table abuse if you will, but mentioned instead tents and beds…rape and masturbation… I can see his technique changed over time, perhaps age or laziness or just the threat of being caught increased…
My friend’s stories match my fragmented memories of sneaking out of his bed…in terror of waking him. I now have collaborating evidence to my body’s feelings of him.
Nothing is off in their stories, nothing doesn’t make sense, all are literal confirmations of who my father is. They all add up to the same definition, and yet at the end of his trial he walks free.
It would seem with the volume of evidence remembered, the outcome would have gone better for us, but we didn’t know who we were entrusting our stories to.
Doug Edwards Prosecuting Attorney was suppose to serve up our justice, but he didn’t allow most of us into the courtroom, our stories lay without a serving of justice, just tucked into a file to remain in the dark.
How was justice any different than the church’s blessing and forgiving and wanting us to forget?
It seems there is a very off pattern here, children speaking and the forces that be or the higher powers, neglecting to do their part.
What is and always has been consistent over the 40 years of this abusive reign my father has been on, is that the children are the only ones doing their part.
Each time they are asked they tell the truth.
Each time they are asked they put hope in the abuse ending.
Each time they tell they are once again disappointed.
Imagine, the adults who knew and the vast intersections in the community?
Wife, mother, neighborhood parents, minister and socical services and then finally the law.
And then imagine when the law sets him free what we are left with?
What I know for sure it wasn’t for the lack of evidence or the lack of victims speaking out or the lack of remembering or recalling correctly…the one main source of his freedom is the reactions from all the adults who were informed of his behaviors.
And I believe each adult had their own personal reasons, their own personal stories of pride and friendship…of fear of what this will do in their own lives by facing this morsel of truth full on.
It had very little to do with Ray Huhta.
For anyone with nothing to lose would read these reports and be incensed and filled with the off color of Ray and the repeated and long suffering of abuse of the girls.
You would have to be legally blind and totally incompetent to not get it.
No one reading this could possibly believe that he wasn’t a serial abuser, a pedophile with long standing reputation, for the birth dates of the oldest victim is in the 1950’s to the youngest…in the late 1990’s.
What sits with me the most is again that it isn’t that we need to have more victims come forth, we need to have more victim rights, holding more adults accountable for dropping the ball.
Why is Doug Edwards not reprimanded for this?
Why wasn't the Social Service Man, Marv Heinonen not taken to task for knowing for over 30 years and doing nothing?
Why wasn’t the Minister, Pete Torola not held accountable for knowing that children were being abuse and he did nothing? (yes I get it, he is dead. But he was quite alive back in my childhood when my friends told him…)
Why are we allowing adults behaving badly? What is so odd is not only is my father way out of line on treatment to children, but then are the rest who knew and did a feeble at best attempt to shut him down.
Imagine, HE is a FREE Man. He had lots of help in order to remain free up against so much evidence. He had lots and lots of help!
Honest! Read these stories and you would shudder to think he is free, living in Texas, has access to his newest little great -granddaughter and has full approval by his daughter and his grandson to have a ‘relationship’ with her.
Again, adults behaving badly!
Not JUST him, all who are still blindly and without comprehension of the danger they are willingly allowing his latest victim, his 2000 model from walking down my same road. Sure, it may not be rape today or even masturbation, perhaps she will get off lightly with just forcible contact of her private parts while her father and grandmother visit with him, like there is nothing wrong.
Who is behaving badly?
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