1999 my wife Joan Wagar worked at the Multnomah county jail, and a month and a half later she quit her job, and she and everyone on her side of the family were celebrating something that they did not want me to know about, and since I knew they were lying to me I paid attention from a distance what they were saying to one another.
I discovered the day my wife quit her job at county jail that I was going to be framed by her buddy’s in law enforcement, and that they were going to help my wife and her side of the family to frame me!
The very next day the county sheriff’s put a 72 hour notice on our neighbors front door.
Our neighbors avoided me and after they moved out three days later plain clothed law officer’s took immediate possession of our next door neighbors apartment and began loading that apartment up with police equipment and office equipment.
After that my wife Joan Wagar announced to the family that she wants us all out of town for a day and she takes us all to the beach, and when we got back the next day I immediately discovered that our home was broken into and that there was damage.
Right after I noticed the damage my wife Joan Wagar noticed the damage, she grinned at it, said nothing to me about it, then she grabbed her cellphone and went into the bathroom and she called her sister and told her about it, and she wanted her sister to come over to look at it, when my wife came out of the bathroom she pretended the damage was not there and said nothing about it, and the next day her sister came over pretending she was just there to say hi, and she went straight to where the damage was and looked at it, then both my wife and her sister looked at each other and grinned at each other while they made small talk and said nothing about the damage.
From this point forward me and my whole family was under illegal video surveillance and my wife and everyone on her side of the family as well as our oldest daughter were performing for video surveillance
cameras and ceased acting like themselves.
A week later I got a phone call from my mother Valerie Quigley and she told me she has a new boyfriend, she told me his name saying it was a guy named Lonny, and she mentioned that multiple people where she lived was pressuring her into taking him in, and she told me he was a look-a-like compared to me, and my first question to my mother was “When did you meet him?” because I was already associating this with what my wife and her side of the family were involved in with local authority’s, and my mother told me about two weeks ago, so it coincided with my wife and her side of the family’s celebration of their murder conspiracy.;
For the net two months my wife Joan Wagar and her sister Vickie Rosales concentrated on turning my yard into a playground buying two large pools costing around three hundred and fifty dollars each, and t5hey bought a large trampoline also costing around three hundred and fifty dollars, and while this was going on, in the state of Utah that double that moved into my mothers home was tricking my disabled mother into selling her home to buy a motor home so that they BOTH can drive to Portland to visit me and that double did not want my mother to tell me about it he wanted it to be a surprise for me!
After my wife and her sister turned our yard into a playground I get a surprise, my mother Valerie Quigley shows up in a motor home with a look-a-like named Lonny and they admit they wanted it to be a surprise, that double Lonny made damn sure the both of them would arrive flat broke at the beginning of the month, he spent five hundred dollars on the trip to visit me on a dog he bought my mother, their both on SSI and their both flat broke and it was like on the forth of that month.
So that Lonny wanted me to feel obliged to allow them to stay on my ;property and to take care of them and feed them for a month.
From this point forward my wife and her side of the family, and those under cover police next door to us, as well as this Lonny the look-a-like were staging all kinds of disasters and emergency’s for me to deal with, and while this was doing on on the other side of town my father Don Wagar was being gang-stalked and menaced and terrorized by plain clothed cops!
I noticed right away this Lonny the loch-a-like was palling around with these under cover police officer’s that were right next door, and they even staged a car fire thirty feet from my apartment for ME to deal with.
After they got their SSI checks I asked my mother and her look-a-like boyfriend to leave and to get a place of their own, and that double sabotaged the motor home by switching the gas tanks to a empty tank and then faked pretending that the motor home was broken, I knew better.
After they left my property two weeks later that double battered my mother Valerie Quigley and she called me asking me to pick her up and her motor home, and when I got to the mobile trailer park they were staying at I was met by that double and by two police officer’s, and those officer’s were on the doubles side and flat out told me I cannot take my mother’s motor home with me, and they completely ignored the fact that this double battered my disabled mother!
So I took my mother home with me minus her motor home, the double the county sheriff’s were using to frame me was allowed by two police officer’s to keep her motor home!
A month later my wife Joan Wagar poisoned my mother Valerie Quigley and she admitted to my mother she poisoned her, and my mother went to a pay phone to call police, and police did nothing on my mothers complaint but did get her a motel room to get her out of my apartment, and three weeks later I met with my father Don Wagar at a bus stop and discovered that he was poisoned, he told me the gang-stalkers/plain clothed police officer’s that were terrorizing him poisoned him and that they were yelling threats at him while he was debilitated in his apartment and were pounding on his walls while he was debilitated.
Three days later my father Don Wagar died, and a Multnomah county sheriff officer came to my door to tell me he died, and that county sheriff officer admitted to me that he entered my fathers home to remove his meds before coming over to tell me this, he smirked while saying that.
My father Don Wagar was not on any meds, he was not under the care of a doctor, he had no phone in order to call me for help, he never even had my phone number because he never owned or used a phone.
For the next five days after my father Don Wagar’s death I was being threatened and blackmailed by two law officer’s that were calling me daily by phone repeatedly making demands and making threats and they were lying about who they were.
Five days after my fathers death my wife Joan Wagar and her sister Vickie Rosales were filling my home up with porn and with life sized Barbie dolls and were all grins while doing it, and seven days after my fathers death I caught our oldest daughter Shawna Wagar in her bedroom copying the contents of a card with printed words on it into her diary as though they are her own words and she had a big grin on her face while doing this.
I just discover someone was controlling what our daughter was writing in her diary, so I took it and read it and discovered she was being coached to label me as a pedophile in it, there were no actual events in that diary at all, no mention of her grandmothers visit along with that look-a-like Lonny, no mention of her grandfathers death which was just seven days ago at the time, nothing, she was just making up lies and using words she does not even know how to spell because she is just copying the contents of what was printed on a card.
A week later I catch a female green jacketed county sheriff officer at my daughters Shawna Wagar’s bedroom window and she was telling our daughter what to do for their video surveillance cameras.
Two weeks later I was arrested on forty four pedophile felony charges that turned to ZERO ten days later because authority’s did not want a trial they just wanted to pedofy me publicly!
The entire time I was being blackmailed with repeated threats and demands and police already made it very clear I had no where to turn to and they already demonstrated how easy it is for them to cover up calls for help!
I let my mother Valerie Quigley keep our daughters diary and allowed her to read it knowing there are no actual events in it, she was just as shocked as I was about it, and it cost her her life because police poisoned her off as well, I do not know the date of her death because no one notified me of her death!
My daughter Shawna Wagar after the fact lied to me pretending that police cornered her at school and made her say those things about me, I knew better and knew they were directing her the whole spring and summer and fall for their video surveillance and knew they were using a body double!