Ever since Joan Wagar got a job at the Multnomah county jail kitchen she has been pedofying people at the direction of her f-buddy’s in law enforcement and law enforcement took over the apartment next door to Joan Wagar a week after she quit her job to teach her how to pedofy me and she recruited her whole family into it and they were performing for their f-buddy’s in law enforcements video surveillance cameras!
That is more than enough to charge Joan Wagar and her family of whoring themselves to the county sheriff’s and the Portland police, and they spent the whole summer of 1999 performing for their f-buddy’s in law enforcement and the officer’s that had the apartment next door were passing notes to Joan Wagar’s daughter through her bedroom window telling her what to write in her diary!
So the way cops and their whores frame people is much like directors of a movie directing the actors, and Joan Wagar and her family were eager to please their masters in law enforcement in order to give them good video surveillance footage to set me up as a pedophile!
Law enforcement gave Joan Wagar a couple thousand dollars so that she and her family could fill my home with paraphernalia and at the same time were destroying my reputation behind my back and during all this they pretended and faked being a loving family!
Several of my family members on my side of the family at this time were heavily being gang-stalked by plain clothed cops and county sheriff officer’s and they were harassing my family and were staging crimes in front of their faces daring them to confront them over it!
My father Don Wagar told me what they were doing to him he described in detail what they were doing and described why he believed they were plain clothed cops!
My father Don Wagar was poisoned after this those plain clothed cops poisoned his foods or something, and he was so ill he could not leave his apartment for weeks and those plain clothed cops terrorized him while he was debilitated in his apartment!
They would yell threats at him and would pound on his door and even on his walls to let him know they had the apartment next to him, downright terrorized him, imagine being so badly poisoned that you cannot go anywhere and the poisoners are cops and are flaunting the fact that they are renting apartments surrounding their victim and terrorizing him while he was debilitated!
At this very time my wife Joan Wagar and her family were trying to keep me preoccupied with various disasters where I lived to prevent me from finding out about my father, and these same cops were running around my neighborhood pedofying me, no formal charges, just running around labeling me as a pedophile, and nobody wanted to even tell me this was happening and my wife and her side of the family was trying to hide this from me the whole time!
My wife Joan Wagar and her sister Vickie Rosales turned our yard into a playground with pools and bikes and trampolines and expensive telescopes costing well over a thousand dollars, and I was unemployed at this time and my wife Joan Wagar was barely making over minimum wage and no one on Joan Wagar’s side of the family wanted to admit to my face where they are getting the money for all this stuff!
Joan Wagar’s buddy’s in law enforcement were right next door to us and they were the ones giving Joan Wagar the money for all this stuff so that they could make me look like a pedophile, but it was Joan Wagar and her sister Vickie Rosales that bought all this stuff and I was never even consulted on these purchases Joan Wagar and Vickie Rosales made, they would just show up from shopping and have a three hundred plus dollar pool in their vehicle and say “Surprise! we bought the kids a pool!” and they just grin and act like their being nice, the whole time they were pedofying me behind my back!
So they filled my home and yard with paraphernalia and at the same time behind my back they would label me to their friends and coworkers as a pedophile and to my face they pretended to be a loving family, and it was my wife Joan Wagar’s buddy’s in law enforcement that were secretly renting the apartment next door to us that were directing all their actions and were teaching them/coaching them as to how to do this!
I saw my father at the bus stop while me and my wife and our children were out shopping for bike tires for the kids bikes, I told my wife to pull over so I could talk with my father.
My father told me what they did to him, he told me they were renting apartments surrounding his and that they poisoned him and that they were terrorizing him and that he was debilitated for weeks over this and that he was trying to warn me but I was never home, and I realized at that moment that it was my wife that was making sure I was never home when my father came over.
My father feared for my safety and for my wife and daughters safety, and was desperately trying to warn me about what they were doing to him!
I already knew my wife was cheating on me and already knew my wife and her family was setting me up as a pedophile, I was hanging in there just so I could prove they were setting me up, and I even knew my wife’s bro’s in law enforcement were right next door to me and were directing my wife’s actions when it came to setting me up!
So hearing what they are doing to my father, made me realize and wake up to the fact that this was not just my wife and her side of the family and maybe a couple people in law enforcement that were involved, and now I am finding out that it was much MUCH larger of a conspiracy than I thought and that they are killing people!
I was already aware that plain clothed cops were right next door to me helping my wife to set me up when my father describes even more plain clothed cops poisoning him and terrorizing him!
I am discovering from listening to my father that all the evidence I was getting over my wife’s conspiracy to set me up as a pedophile will not get me any help at all because there is just TOO DAMN MANY PEOPLE IN LAW ENFORCEMENT THAT WERE INVOLVED IN THIS!
My father did not know my wife and her family was setting me up, and up until this moment I thought I was the only victim.
During my talk with my father at the bus stop my wife and our daughters were waiting in the car thirty feet away, and my wife Joan Wagar told our oldest daughter Shawna Wagar to get out of the vehicle and to stand next to me so that her lovers can get that on video!
So while my father is explaining to me whats going on our daughter walks up to me and just stands there next to me, not saying a word, not even asking whats going on, not even bothering to say “Hi.” to her grandfather, Joan Wagar was always directing her to stand near me for her lovers in law enforcements video surveillance cameras!
Our daughter stepping up to us is what ended our talk together and I told my father to go to the hospital or call an ambulance, but we both already knew he already tried that, and did not get help, so it was my way of making it known to my father that I cannot talk to him about this around my daughter.
I was going to try later on to talk to him and fill him in on what was happening to me, because up to this point I thought I was the only victim and thought it was only my wife and her side of the family and my wife’s lover and his bro’s that were involved, so I chose to not confide in anyone until I had proved it, now it turns out it was way way worse than I originally thought it was!
Three days later my father suddenly died, and it was a Multnomah county sheriff officer that came to my door to tell me this, he told me my father died of a heart attack, (I DID NOT BELIEVE HIM) and he admitted that before he came over to tell me this that he entered my fathers home to remove my fathers meds (MY FATHER HAD NO MEDS!) and then that county sheriff officer left!
My father died from being poisoned by them and it was the county sheriff’s that came to my door to tell me he died, and they admitted before coming over to tell me about it that they entered my fathers home to remove my fathers meds from his apartment!
My Father was not on any meds, so he lied to me and was hinting that they poisoned him to my face!
My wife Joan Wagar and her sister Vickie Rosales went into overdrive when it came to putting paraphernalia into my home they were putting what they described as “Life Sized Barbie Dolls” into our home under the pretense that they were gifts to our daughters, and they were also putting porn in our closet that they neglected to mention to me at the time after my fathers death!
after my fathers death the plain clothed cops faking being next door neighbors were busily directing our daughter with cards they passed her through her window and our daughter was copying what was on those cards into her diary and she did not even bother shutting her door to her bedroom while she copied what was on those cards into her diary!
All our daughter Shawna Wagar wrote in that diary was to label me as a pedfophile and she never wrote down an actual sentence that was hers, everything she wrote down in her diary were on cards that were being passed to her through her bedroom window by the cops next door, and all she did was label me as a pedophile in that diary, and she had the biggest goofy grins on her face while she wrote that diary!
At no time was our daughter writing down actual events such as her grandfather’s death or the fact that Joan Wagar poisoned my mother and my mother called 911 over it nor did our daughter mention in her diary that there was a look-a-like of me at that very time living in my mothers mobile home!
Shawna Wagar makes no mention at all in her diary about all the paraphernalia Joan Wagar and Vickie Rosales were putting on our property nor the thousands of dollars they spent on that stuff that we flat out did not have the money for!
All she did with that diary was pedofy me with it, and it was the plain clothed cops next door that were passing her cards through her bedroom window telling her what to write in that diary!
It was Vickie Rosales that describes giant sized dolls they bought as “Life sized Barbie dolls” and put into our home under the false pretense that it was a gift to our daughters, and at the same time our oldest daughter was in such a hurry to copy the cards the cops passed her into her diary that she did not even bother shutting her bedroom door, so I witnessed her copying cards into her dairy as though they were her words, and she had a bid goofy grin on her face while doing this, my father Don Wagar just died like a couple days before so this is what Joan Wagar and her side of the family was focused on!
I was being harassed by phone by the very plain clothed officer’s that killed my father, they were pretending to be my fathers apartment manager and they were threatening me and demanding that I remove my fathers belongings from his apartment, and the other was pretending to be the funeral director and he was demanding and threatening me telling me I had to pay for my fathers cremation of which they performed without my authorization or consent!
I was being threatened and harassed daily by phone by these officer’s right after my father died, and I know damn well they were not my fathers apartment manager nor were they my fathers funeral home director because neither of them had my phone number, only my wife’s f-buddy’s in law enforcement would know my phone number because our phone number was in my wife’s name not mine!
My own father when he was alive did not have my phone number and that’s because he never uses a phone, ever!
So there is no way in hell my fathers apartment manager would have my number and neither would a funeral home director, and they were not even trying to be convincing that they were who they said they were, I JUST LOST MY FATHER! I am not going to put up with people that are threatening me and DEMANDING that I pay for a cremation that I did not authorize!
I knew they were cops, and they were terrorizing me the same way they terrorized my father before he died, they were not hiding the fact they were threatening me and I know damn well they wanted me to remove my fathers belongings from his apartment and to pay for my fathers cremation so that they could give me the blame for his death!
MY GOD I ALREADY KNEW THEY POISONED MY FATHER, AND THEY HAD MY FATHER CREMATED WITHOUT MY CONSENT, AND THEY WANTED ME TO PAY FOR THE CREMATION SO THAT THEY COULD BLAME ME FOR HIS MURDER!
I HAD NO PART IN ANY OF THIS CRAP THOSE LYING FAKING PRETENDING COPS WANTED ME TO DO AND I HAD NO PART IN REMOVING MY FATHERS BELONGINGS AND REFUSED TO PAY FOR A CREMATION KNOWING THESE BASTARDS MURDERED MY FATHER!
So the very people that killed my father with poison and were coaching my wife and her family as to how to set me up as a pedophile were demanding that I remove my fathers belongings and to pay for a cremation so that they could set me up for the murder!
I refused to do either knowing they murdered him and knowing they were also renting apartments surrounding mine at this very moment and I simply refused to do anything knowing they counted on me doing something!
I did take the time to catch our daughter on video copying those cards those plain clothed cops passed her into her diary, and she never said a single thing in that diary about her grandfather dying in it either, all she did was grin while copying cards passed to her through her bedroom window into her diary and all she wrote in it was to label me repeatedly as a pedophile!
You should see the big goofy grin she had on her face just a few short days after her grandfather was murdered, you should see how much fun it was for her and my wife Joan Wagar and her sister Vickie Rosales to frame me while they murdered off my father!
My mother at this time was poisoned by Joan Wagar and my mother called 911, and the Portland police and Multnomah county sheriff’s just covered up my mothers 911 call and arranged for my mother to move into a new apartment, but never questioned anyone in the family about Joan Wagar poisoning her, and everyone just acted like nothing happened!
A month later I was charged formally with forty four pedophile felony charges that turned into ZERO charges ten days later, without any explanation given by police or prosecutors!
At this very time police had a look-a-like of me living in my mothers abandoned mobile home! his name was Lonny!