My year in family court August 2019 – August 2020 continued… Post #2

As I continue with my blogging career, I will become more familiar with how to attach copies of things such as the police reports and the surveillance video itself. Until then, if anyone would like to see any of these things, please reach out to me and I will send you copies via email. I would like to bring up the police report that officer Hallmark gave when speaking to Jeremiah. It does state that officer Hallmark did not see any redness or bruising of any kind on Jeremiahs face. Also how Jeremiah states I “close fist punched him on the right side of his face, I am right handed, I had my son over my left shoulder and me and Jeremiah were facing each other; If I did strike him, it would have been on his left side of his face. He is left handed so maybe that is where he got the idea of a punch on his right side of his face? Also, all of this is occurring just days before I start nursing school. Regardless, here we go with family court.

The day is August 6, 2019, just 5 days after my sons first birthday. There I am in the courtroom with my mom, my lawyer D. Civilette, my sons law guardian who never even met my son, Jeremiah and his male lawyer. Jeremiah presented his case for about 5 minutes, my lawyer spoke for about 5 minutes, judge Piazza excused himself from the bench for about 3 minutes, came back into the courtroom and stated that temporary full custody goes to Jeremiah and I get 2 hours of supervised visitation per week, he placed an order of protection which told me that I had to stay away from both Jeremiah and my son, then he left the bench. My vision went black, I fell to the floor and started to have a hard time breathing. Trying to comprehend what I just heard but I knew exactly what I just heard. Jeremiah won and I lost my son. Thats what I heard. My baby boy whom I carried alone, birthed alone, raised alone, baptized alone, just got taken from me. My best friend Russ was a court officer there and rushed in to see me. He tried talking to me, held me in his arms and told me I should go to the hospital to be checked out due to my breathing. I agreed, so then in come the emt’s who took me out on a gurney. Embarassing? Clearly it was for my current lawyer because of the letter he sent me in the mail just a week after that…. the writing in the parentheses are my words, not my lawyers…… “Dear Ms Martell, The court occurrences were very unfortunate. Your mother should not have intervened. (I think my mom stood up and said something to the judge after his ruling) Your meltdown confirmed to the court that there is a significant problem. I am advised that it is not the first time that the court has observed abhorrent behavior from you and your mother. (Im sorry for crying in the courtroom because my son was just taken from me and I literally have no idea where Civilette is getting any of this information from about me or my mother acting out previously? Never happened before.) I cannot continue to represent individuals who are unable to control themselves. You must immediately contact the Chautauqua County Dept of Mental Health for an immediate examination. Unless the court sees that there is some curative action being taken, it is unlikely that the court will rule in your favor. Unless you undertake this curative action immediately, I will not be able to continue in my representation of you. Thank you for your courtesies. Sincerely, D. Civilette” Im sorry, but reading this letter 5 years later is making me mad. I do feel like everyone in this court system, including some lawyers, are all in this together.

I just finished writing this and my computer broke. Coincidence? I will finish writing my story on my phone then. I am determined to get my story out and nothing, I repeat, nothing will stop me. Thank you for your patience as I deal with this issue

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