A wanted felon is calling

February 2010

I see a note on your desk.  It has a name on it, with a phone number.

I google the name.

It is a Most Wanted Felon from the state of Utah.

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We eventually discover this is the source of the credit card fraud.

http://seniorfraud.blogspot.com/2014/07/lost-evidence-and-erosion-of-due-process.html

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Other notes that I find also link the same individual to activities I would classify as investment fraud.



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Although I reported it all to police in 2 different states, and though the involved credit card companies spoke with me many times on the phone, I believe that justice and due process was never achieved.

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The notes would suggest, and you also explain to me, that the felon presented himself as an expert in retrieving lost assets, lost through credit card fraud......

You believe that the felon is a legitimate business person who is going to help you retrieve lost assets.

Your hand written notes state the following:

Name of Felon , phone number of Felon
"Access to online accounts to be able to process disputes.  You will need to activate and register the accounts online" (clearly he was writing down what someone was dictating to him)

The same note also appears to chronicle a series of credit card balance transfers:
10000 was processed by American Express
6880 was processed by Bank of America.
later, 10000 was moved to City Card to get free interest
How much of this was at the direction of the felon, and over what period of time did the interactions take place?

The credit card receipts show the purchase of many things, none by you,  including
hotels
insurance
tires
clothing

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The fraudsters will assist the computer illiterate in signing up for online accounts access, which can then be more easily manipulated by the fraudsters.

At the time, I was in a battle of changing passwords and access, as I tried to shut down the accounts and gain control.

Late night auto-dial on the phone

This is my mistake.  I moved the phone to the right side of the chair a few days ago, thinking it would be easier to reach.  However, you have been confusing it with the TV clicker since then.

Its New Years Eve, after midnight.  Its time for bed.  You get up, turn off the TV, leave the room, and then return. It is apparent you are trying to turn the TV back on.  But, instead, you have the phone in your hand.  I can hear the tones of the different numbers as you push the buttons, randomly.  Unfortunately, because of auto-dial, you call someone:

"Who is this I am calling?", you say.

Its like the adults who speak in non - word tones on Charlie Brown's The Great Pumpkin- we hear the tone of the person on the other end, but we don't know exactly who it is, we can't hear exactly what they are saying.

"I was just playing with some shoe devices here on my table, I didn't call you intentionally....But, you know, I have 2 pair of slippers... " (and from there he goes on into a long explanation about how the slipper doesn't quite fit -- and how he used to sell slippers.  This is an old shoe store merchant talking.  He goes into great detail about the slippers....eventually volunteering to give one of the old slippers to the husband of the person he has called.  The conversation goes on about 5 minutes).

OH NO __ WHO HAS HE CALLED??? I HAVE TO STOP THIS -- GET IN THE CAR AND GET OVER THERE AND GET HIM OFF THE PHONE!!

"How did I call you on this??  ........I've got these dialing deals, I 've got 2 of them on my table here, and I just hit the one, and you answered"

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We get in the car, but  en route realize that you have turned off the lights and are in bed.
We turn around and return home.

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I play it back

I hear the person say "go to bed" and you say " Oh yeah, I am going to bed".  And, with that, after several failed attempts of dialing nobody,you hang it up, turn off the lights, and go to bed.

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Tomorrow we commit to making the old fashioned phone reach the chair.   No more fancy auto-dial-capable-wireless  phone / TV clicker look-alike devices for you.


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Notice the "word salad" - replacing the correct word with another word -  "shoe devices" and "Dialing deals" in reference to the TV clicker and the phone.
Here is a link to other examples  http://www.lbda.org/node/362

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How easy it is to mess up the equilibrium/routine of a person with dementia -- as the dementia experts all know.

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many calls this morning

I call you at 7 AM.  No answer.  Sleeping in, I think.
Later, I discover you are awake at 7:40 AM.  We talk on the phone, you say you do want to go to church today.
"Then I will be there to pick you up at 8 AM", I say. "That is in 15 minutes".  "Are you going to be ready?"
"Yes", you say.
I call you en route - "I am on my way" .
But, when I arrive, you are not at the door.  I wait, and then  look in through the nanny camera.
You are still  sitting in your chair.
I call again, "I am here, are you coming?".
"yes I will be right there".  I watch you slowly get out of the chair, slowly exit the apartment, then return.  You must have forgotten something.  You go back down the hallway, re-emerge, and again leave. It takes longer than expected before I see you at the building's front door.
You slowly, so slowly, amble down the sidewalk, with your arms clasped behind your back, like we might see a child do.  No rush, no worries that we are late.

You seem more confused than usual today, but quite happy, smiling, content.



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"I must have had 10 calls this morning", you later tell me.
"Oh really? Who called?"
"Contractors.", you tell me.
"What kind of contractors?", I ask.
"Building contractors, looking for jobs, checking on the building".

"Is there a leak here?" you mimic.

Ring Ring Ring

The phone rings (It is me calling you).
I watch you walk slowly across the room, toward the phone.
You pick it up
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
I watch you turn on the light as though you can't quite see the receiver.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press the button to answer.
No Answer.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press the button to answer.
No answer.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press another button to answer.
No answer.
Eventually it rolls over to the answering machine.
Too late.


The phone rings 30 seconds later.
Once again, I watch you  pick up the phone.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press the button to answer.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press the button to answer.
No Answer.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press the button to answer.
No answer.
Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!
You press another button to answer.
No answer.
Eventually it rolls over to the answering machine again.
Too late.  Again.

On the 4th call, you get it right.  "Hello", you say.  "Did I wake you up?", I say.  "No".  (and we go on  as if the difficulties to answer the phone didn't happen)


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Now I know why sometimes you don't answer the phone?  You try to answer but you can't figure out which button to push?

(this is why we have the old fashioned phone in the bedroom, which doesn't require any button pushing, but in the living room the wireless phone allows it to be right next to your chair, which the old fashioned phone couldn't do)

The phone in the bathroom doesn't work

I call you on the phone.  "Hello!  How are you today?"

You hesitate.  And then you say, with obvious distress, "The phone in the bathroom doesn't work".

"The phone in the bathroom?", I say.  "There isn't a phone in the bathroom".

"Yes there is", you reply. "there are several"

"I don't think so", I say. "I am on my way to your place, I will be there in 10 minutes, and we can look at it then".

"Get Bruce to come." you say, "I need him to fix it.".

What could this be, I think to myself?  Do I dare go there alone, after the negative commentary about me following the donut event? He is obviously confused.  I call Bruce and ask him to meet me there.

We arrive, to the continued smell of burnt plastic in the air, now 3 days after the donut event.  The look in your eye scares me a little bit.
The bathroom sink cabinet door is open, with the contents of cleaning solution, removed, sitting on the bathroom floor.
Your rotary style electric razor sits on the countertop, disassembled.  The sink drain stopper, removed, sits adjacent to the razor head parts.  You continue to obsess about the razor parts on the countertop, and about the visible sink drain base (a normal part of the drain, but that you had  worried about and tried to remove from the kitchen sink last summer)

Now I think I understand?  The "phone" in the bathroom is actually your electric razor?

You then state "the phone numbers don't work.".  "None of the phone numbers work."  As you repeat similar statements I realize you are talking about the phone numbers that are written on the refrigerator, my phone number, my cell phone, my office phone, Bruce's phone number.  I also discover that the receiver for the phone in the dining room is missing. The receiver for the phone in the living room is off the hook.  I test them, everything works normally.
Bruce re-assembles the electric razor.

"Don't worry dad. Everything is going to be OK. There's nothing you need to worry about".

For the first time I see a slight smile of relief and comfort.

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What you meant to say was you were unable to use the electric razor in the bathroom, and when you went to call me to complain about it, you were also unable to use the phone.

They will call all night long

Yes they will -- they will call  ALL  NIGHT LONG 

why?

Because it is daytime where they are --


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o26Eks801oc