My dead-ex-husband's funeral, & his spiritual marriages to his sisters & their associates
My legal last name is because of my dead-ex-husband and during the first separation I decided to be known by my first and middle name of Susan MeeLing, however I had registered for my earned Reverend-ship back after the first time of the beginning of that first separation. Though I did not tell my ex-in-laws about that then or since then; it also was none of their business to begin with. What I did tell them when their brother died (and their spiritual husband) is whatever changes to their dead brother's funeral arrangements outside of what The United States of America's Armed Forces would do for them within the normal regulations; was for them to pay but in specific my ex-sister-in-law Susan (she goes by Susie/Suzy when I knew her but her legal birth name is Susan unfortunately) Marie Nichols-Lopez and though the San Antonio Express News did not publish her last name as the hyphenated version of what she said was how she had gone by her last name; I had warned her if she changed anything from what the regulations of acceptance are, she would have to pay.
Low and behold when the Chief Warrant Officer 3 showed up to the funeral home of Laurel Land in Fort Worth/Dallas area of Texas to speak with me when I arrived, almost the entire group family of my dead-ex-husband's family was surrounding my white Dodge Grand Caravan when I pulled up to the building to sign for his body. Though the females my ex-sister-in-law Susie Marie and Mary Evongelina (maiden last name: Nichols) O'Steen and both of their sets of daughters as well as Susie Marie's son Joseph Anthony had surrounded my car before I could get out after driving from San Antonio Texas to that area of Fort Worth/Dallas Texas; they complained and whined that the Chief Warrant Officer 3 would not speak with them because they were not and are not The Executrix, I am.
When I walked in after those females complained, whined, and bitched about how the Chief Warrant Officer 3 would not peak with them I laughed and said "You're joking, right? A Chief Warrant Officer 3? Yeah, oh okay." Then the Chief Warrant Officer 3 was standing in front of me and I looked at his rank on his chest and then looked at him in the eyes and asked "Don't you have a more important golf game to be at, Chief Warrant Officer 3? I'm not trying to sound like a dick, but your rank was being phased out of the Army branch for the United States of America's Armed Forces back when I was in Basic Training at Fort Sill Oklahoma. What, are you doing here?"
When I allowed my ex-in-laws to be in the room which the Chief Warrant Officer 3 needed to speak with me about my dead-ex-husband's pictures in his dress blues and the ribbons and medals on the uniform, once that particular Chief Warrant Officer 3 started asking about "Where did he earn these medals" and before he could finish his questions; Mary Evongelina (maiden last name: Nichols) Osteen had exclaimed "He didn't fake his uniform!" Then Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez joined in afterwards and said "My brother would never take a medal he didn't earn"; even though the Chief Warrant Officer 3 had not finished saying his question.
First in that regard, if they did not know their dead brother (and spiritual husband) was not stealing valor, why would they be able to finish the answer to what the Chief Warrant Officer 3 had asked before he finished asking his question? Secondly when the Chief Warrant Officer 3 started to inquire about the medals and the two of my dead-ex-husband's sisters (his spiritual wives) had thrown such a temper tantrum in the conference room of the Laurel Land Funeral Home (of which maybe just maybe there might have been a video camera with a microphone) in the conference room beyond the cellphones they each had in their back pockets and/or their hands, as well as their teenager daughters.
Due to the fact those females were extremely rude to the Chief Warrant Officer 3, I refused to allow those females to continue to yell at him and get into his face. Mary Evongelina (maiden last name: Nichols) Osteen had leaned across the table and admitted being ready to crawl across the table, while Susie Marie Nichols-Lopez started jumping up and down behind her sister; about their dead brother but spiritual husband. I ordered everyone to stop, and I looked at the Chief Warrant Officer 3 and asked "Chief, do you smoke?" His eyes wide as he looked at me across the large table he said "Yes, I do." I pointed to my ex-sister-in-laws and said "Get away, from the Chief." I looked at my ex-brother-in-laws Tony and David and asked "Could you please, watch my children? I need to speak with the Chief and you know how those, can be" pointing to their sisters (Tony's sisters) and David's wife Mary. The two nodded as both have military experience in The United States of America's Armed Forces and though David was in the Air Force at the time, Tony had been in the Army so he would know on sight about the dress blues medals and ribbons.
I told the Chief Warrant Officer 3 "I need to go to the bathroom but when I'm done, you and I are going to go for a walk to smoke, and then talk. Get your cigars, and I'll meet you out front." He nodded and moved quickly to get away from my dead-ex-husband's sisters as it seemed, he could not get away from them fast enough. I comprehend that, obviously. After I met him out front and we started walking down the stairs and out to the cemetery area I told him "Chief, you and I are going to walk and smoke for awhile, and I'll tell you why. Those females are going to send their children out to the cemetery to run around and attempt to be covert, but their going to fail because they don't know how to quietly open that door. Then after they run around and try to get close enough while hiding behind some of the markers by that time you and I will be in the flat open area of the cemetery, where there is nowhere for them to hide. Then their mother's will leave the building and just as their children, they won't know how to open or shut that door without making a sound. After a while the females will return to the interior while they'll instruct their children to continue, but the children will give up because they don't have the stamina. Then and only then, will you be able to talk with me about whatever is necessary. I am trying to prevent what happened in that room, from happening out here. I will inform them of what you tell me, and that way you can relax. I do apologize for me taking so long to get here though, as the traffic between San Antonio Texas through the other side of Austin and into just before Waco was ridiculous."
Chief Warrant Officer 3 said "Oh, my God" and I asked "Do you understand me, Chief?" He nodded and as he nodded, there came out the daughters of Susie Marie and Mary Evongelina and the door slammed loudly to which the echoing reverberated throughout the open area. I laughed and said to the Chief "Not, ninjas, eh?" He smiled and we talked about the weather until the point of all that I said was going to happen, had. I guesstimate there are video cameras somewhere in the area of that part of the cemetery, which could prove what I said happened in the end of the month of January in the year of 2008. Once the end of that stuff happened I looked to the Chief and asked, "Now that those people have left us alone, what would you like to ask me Chief?"
He asked me "Would you be surprised if Sergeant Nichols had falsely put medals and ribbons, on his dress blues?" I said "Since he tried to lie to me and tell me when he was pulled back onto IRR(Individual Ready Reserve for those of you who are reading this who do not know) that he could pick wherever he wanted to be stationed after being called back on IRR and he tried to argue with me about it, I would not be surprised if he thought that would be acceptable but it is not. Why, Chief?"
The Chief Warrant Officer 3 said "I don't know how to say this" and I said "Chief, just give it to me. Let me know what happened and then, tell me what I can do to help." He said "Okay, oh my God." I said "What, Chief? What is it?" He said "So that picture you sent us in the Army" and I said "I did not send you a picture" which he asked "Who did?" and I said "That most likely would be my ex-sister-in-law Susie who would have sent you a picture" and the Chief Warrant Officer 3 asked "Did you recognize the picture in the poster I had on the table, in the conference room?" I nodded and said "Yes, that was taken around November or December of 2007 or maybe in October. Why?"
He asked "Did you know where and what Sergeant Nichols did?" I said "I don't know what you're meaning there, Chief." He said "There are medals and ribbons on the dress blues, that aren't his." I said as calmly as I possibly could while lighting another cigarette using the end of one to light the next "I am sure you have looked through my file and know, I don't know all of the ribbons and medals so if it isn't the rainbow ribbon or the Medal of Honor ribbon; I don't know what which medal or ribbon is for what, no offense Chief." He said "Yes, I did." I said "Okay Chief, so what needs to be done?" He said "Is it okay with you, we fixed the medals and ribbons before the transporting from Fort Sam Houston to here?" I asked "You mean, so the ones who brought him would be okay and not be angry? Of course, I am perfectly fine with that." The Chief Warrant Officer 3 asked "Is it okay with you, we blurred out his ribbons and medal for the picture in the memorial service?" I said "I am upset my children didn't go, but yes I understand why you would do that and I am fine with that because of the same. What's the big deal, Chief?"
After we walked and he explained a bit more about what was done in reference to the medals and ribbons after I told him about the meat tags and yelling at my dead-ex-husband for that, the Chief Warrant Officer 3 and I walked back towards the building. I told the Chief "I will explain to those people about this and though I know Tony and David will comprehend, those females I will do what I can to prevent you from having to deal with them." He said "Oh God, thank you." I said "I do apologize again for taking so long to get here, but I tried to get here as fast as I could." He nodded signaling , he understood.
Later after explaining to Tony and David and then my ex-sisters-in-law, the males comprehended as I knew they would; but the ex-sisters-in-law tried to get me to tell the Chief Warrant Officer 3 he did not know the ranks and medals of The United States of America's Army branch of the Armed Forces. I told them "You don't know your a***s from a hole in the ground, compared to him,." Of course the two ex-sisters-in-law (me dead-ex-husband's spiritual wives) complained and whined, while trying to demand I listen to them instead of the Chief Warrant Officer 3 about the ribbons and medals.
While the ex-sister-in-laws complained and I ignored their complaints, then the funeral home director asked me to review the body of. I went over as the Chief Warrant Officer 3 came with and we talked briefly. I had told my children they could each put one thing into the casket for their biological father and though I did not give permission to my dead-ex-husband's sisters to put anything into the casket nor his mother; they decided to go to an Asian store to purchase a bunch of spiritual and religious items to put into the casket of my dead-ex-husband knowing the location of the Catholic Church they picked out for his body to go through the Catholic funeral rights at Saint Anthony's Cathedral.
When they started putting the items in the casket, I told them to take the items out which they obviously did not listen to me. Then the two sisters of my dead-ex-husband wanted to take pictures with his body in the casket of which to this day, I am still disgusted by the fact they did and wanted to with multiple pictures they took because apparently the video recorder set up booth just was not good enough for them. However even though I warned them of the consequences of their actions at the funeral home before they started that memorial service, my ex-sisters-in-law tried to tell me "You know nothing."
When the body in the casket was transported to Saint Anthony's Catholic Cathedral Church, I went to find the Priest immediately to warn him of what those females had put into the casket. I told the Priest "My dead-ex-husband was an atheist when he died and to be respectful of your religion, I am warning you my ex-sisters-in-law and their mom put religious items that are not of the Christian faith into that casket. I did not let them, but they did it against my wishes anyway. My children which are his biological children are allowed and did put stuff they thought of for their father and though my daughter was thinking of the fact he liked turtles because we could not find a land turtle, the sea turtle was the only one we could find at the store even though he never went swimming in the ocean. I think its important you know this so you don't get in trouble with the Holy Roman Catholic Church, but I wasn't raised going to Catholic Church so you know better what the rituals are."
The Priest said "I don't know you, but I know them." I said "If you look, you will see what I am talking about is the truth. If you open that casket and see everything I said is in there, you will know he was an atheist and you will know I am not lying. I cannot tell a lie anyway, I had a head injury on Psalm Sunday in 2000." I asked "Will you please check and when you see, please do not do the ritual in the cathedral?" He went on his way and later the funeral rights were completed in the cafeteria instead of the cathedral, which I doubt those ex-in-laws had realized at that time was when they were officially married spiritually to their dead-brother.
In turn whether those females believe it or not, they are married to their dead-brother spiritually and without my consent and without their payment to The Holy Roman Catholic Church as well as their payment to the Veterans Cemetery of D/FW but needed my permission to do so; they cannot have the body and casket removed to have that undone; of which I told them "Anything you do that is not in regulations, you will pay for."
I suppose, they should have heeded to each and every single one of my warnings.
If on top of all of that, those ex-sisters-in-law of mine had anything to do with causing harm to my Medal of Honor Art Project with each individual one of their actions they remarried themselves to their brother; of which is quite ironic. Since my dead-ex-husband had defended incest to me which I could not comprehend nor accept as valid no matter what but his sisters did defend incest as well to me; the irony of them getting what they defended of incestual spiritual marriage to their dead-brother as well.
Not one of them nor any of their daughters can honestly say I, had not given them many warnings. I told them, you will not be able to afford the cost and I will not bail you out. However I did send an email to Saint Anthony's Catholic Church to inform them of the additional aspects for the just in case I had forgotten, and I apologized for what I had forgotten so if those ex-sisters-in-law of mine had tried to lie some more to The Holy Roman Catholic Church which I guesstimate any email sent to any Catholic Church is seen by The Vatican associates; that would be a stupid mistake on their part to lie to begin with to The Holy Roman Catholic Church but especially to perpetuate such lies would be a sin for each one, each time.
As this is the month of January in 2020, I guess I will be just a bit sadistic and add a Happy Anniversary to their 12 years of spiritual marriage to their brother as well as all of their cherubim associates who they added to his list of spiritual wives.
I am so glad I never had been anything but a legal aspect to that male unlike them, just as I am so very glad I do not have any STDs whether in reference to Sexually Transmitted Diseases as well as not having any Spiritually Transmitted Disease(s).
Though is it not funny about the words Diocese similarity and sounding, compared to Disease?
Hypothetically one could say both can be extremely expensive, when stuff needs to be taken care of.
It's a small world, after all.
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