My father’s name is Eric Rudolf Thompson. My mother’s name is Ruby Mae Bradford
My Birth name is Lilah Thompson.
My father later changed the family’s surname to Shahid.
Both my parents converted to Islam before I was born.
My father’s parents were born in the Bahamas. My father is a Royal.
My mother is a descendant of Governor William Bradford. She is a Mayflower descendant. Both my parents have passed on.
I am immensely proud of my parents. And of course, I am very proud of my ancestors on both sides. GOD gave me the best family, the best relatives.
And you, probably feel the same way about your family.
My parents left real estate, a trust fund and land overseas to me and my siblings. At this time there are thieves trying to steal my money and real estate.
There is an individual, a thief claiming to be my mother, Ruby Mae Bradford. This is a situation I am in the process of straightening out.
What is needed, is a simple DNA test.
Do you think thieves would willingly consent to a DNA test?
There is the matter of the real estate theft and the matter of what happened to my family. So we have to start at the point of a DNA test. Thieves are desperate, they will say anything and from what I have discovered, commit any crime for money. And they will run from this DNA test for as long as they can.
It is not necessary to go into deep details here because a DNA test would answer all questions and resolve this matter. This timeline will give an overview.
TIMELINE OF KEY EVENTS
This is a partial list of key events. Overtime, I may add additional information. The purpose of this timeline is to provide some information regarding the identity theft.
I will also share everything I know about what happened to my brothers and sisters in the book I am currently writing.
I will tell you, the reader what we (my brothers and sisters) were told, what happened to our mother; Ruby Mae Bradford.
1991 Graduated from E.E. Smith High School (Fayetteville, North Carolina)
1991-
1998 Colleges/University Mount Olive College (NC), Gardner-Webb College (NC) Florida Memorial College (Miami, FL) Winston Salem University (NC) UNCC (Charlotte, NC) Majors: Nursing, Anthropology Did not complete degree.
1999 Made a mistake, got married, quickly corrected this mistake and filed for a divorce, a few months later. No interest in this person. This situation should have been annulled but the lawyer said (or advised) a divorce would be quicker. Never lived as husband and wife, you can imagine what that means. Thank GOD. But I wish him the best. Later, I heard he was happily married to a beautiful woman.
2000 North Carolina REAL ESTATE License
2001 Miami Beach; beautiful, picturesque Miami Beach. I rented a very tiny studio on Miami Beach with alimony money.
I was right across the street from the beach. I decorated this tiny space myself. I did hot colors, impressionist. Van Gogh as the center piece. I found hand painted reproductions. These were brilliant oil paintings. I think they were done by art students, practicing. The colors jumped right off the walls, unlike flat prints.
And I met one of the best people I have ever met during this time or since. Mr. Marten Anthony Marten Miami Beach’s Assistant Chief of Police. But he was married, so we were friends.
2002-2005 Miami Beach and Miami
Briefly working at the Central Courthouse in Broward County, Florida as a Clerk.
2005 Decided to study for 1 year for the LPN nursing licenses at Sheraton vocational school. I thought this would be quick. The course work was much easier than I expected. The courses seemed to be taught on a 6th grade level. I breezed through everything. I think I had the highest average in the class, a 95%-96%. I think I was the only American in that class.
I did not finish this easy course. I will explain why in “The book”. I don’t want to veer off the timeline too much.
2005 A series of Hurricanes hit Florida. Hundreds of thousands of people leave Broward County and South Florida.
2006-2007 Briefly returned to Winston Salem North Carolina and Fayetteville, NC
2007 Margate, Florida 5279 Jamboree Place Town House located in Fiesta (My town house, part of my trust fund)
2008 Economic downturn- Foreclosures all over South Florida, especially Broward County; Ft. Lauderdale, Margate, Sunrise etc. Palm Beach County and Miami. Global ripples.
Florida real estate crash
Homes abandon. Squatters, drug addicts, LGBT government workers, immigrants and thieves, illegally occupy private properties and bank foreclosed properties. Squatting.
Theft, burglaries and vandalism everywhere.
Thanks to my father, my townhouse is paid in full. There is no mortgage on my Fiesta townhouse and various other properties left to me by my parents.
Working at Liz Claiborne at Sawgrass Mall, Sunrise FL.
2008 Latter part of year. Started receiving odd phone calls and texts, almost daily from an individual(s) claiming to be Mr. Marten or claiming to know him. One individual, a male called and ask me if I knew someone named “Carry Ann”.
At this time, I had no idea that Mr. Marten was missing.
2009 Beginning of year, odd phone calls continued. I knew it wasn’t Mr. Marten; the calls and texts were vulgar as if sent by individuals with low IQ’s and members of the lower classes.
First I thought they were calling the wrong number so I changed my phone number, repeatedly but the same type of calls and texts kept coming.
2009 Dozens of drug addicts, LGBT government workers; transsexuals and homosexuals were squatting in the townhouse unit next to mine. 5275 Jamboree Place. Dozens of various immigrant homosexuals/transsexuals were in and out at that address day and night.
A Ft. Lauderdale police car was parked in front of that unit and it was never moved or driven away for nearly one year. I saw a DHS marked car being used by a couple of the immigrant homosexuals at that address.
They appeared to be desperate drug addicts, I never said anything to any of those individuals.
2009 Break-ins, burglaries, vandalism, home invasions escalated throughout Margate and surrounding municipalities. More Americans flee the area, leaving behind abandoned, under the water real estate. Local Businesses are also burglarized and vandalized. Some of the local businesses in Broward County are forced out of business due to break-ins and theft.
2009 My townhouse is broken into daily. There is theft and vandalism, damage done to doors, walls, cabinets. Holes cut into furniture etc. I call Margate Police department and report all of this. A detective Suarez took the calls and supposedly wrote the police reports or was handling this case. I saw this detective briefly, twice.
2009 Latter part of year. An individual called me (after I had changed my phone number at least twice within the past few months) posing as Anthony Marten. This individual asked me to drive to a club called “Matador” in North Miami and meet him there. I received several texts with this request.
The texting was coming from next door. Sitting in my bedroom, every time I replied to the texts inquiring about the sender’s identity, I could here a ping sound when the texts were received. I replied to the individual that I would not be meeting him anywhere. The individual texting me got angry. The individual said he didn’t want to meet me any more. “Good”, I texted back “don’t text me anymore”.
I called Margate Police, Detective Suarez was sent out. I showed him the texts. I told him the individual texting me claimed to be Mr. Marten, I told him Mr. Marten was the former Assistant Chief of Police for the Miami Beach Police department.
I was thinking; “I didn’t think it was Mr. Marten, still why is this individual texting me? Did something happen”? I suggested to Detective Suarez; “Maybe you should call Mr. Marten and make sure everything is ok”.
Detective Suarez said he would talk to his Chief. I don’t know if he ever did.
I didn’t know this detective but later he claimed to have known me for 6 months. This was a lie.
In 2012, I sent this open letter to our elected officials. To their credit many of the elected officials responded and were instrumental in resolving this issue.
Caught on video by a neighbor, is an individual from that (homosexual squatters unit 5275 Jamboree) dragging a garbage bag from my back porch to the neighbor’s porch on the other side.
Caught on video, a home invader, a male who appeared to be an immigrant running out of my townhouse. I got up to go to the kitchen and this immigrant was creeping around in my townhouse.
Both videos were given to Margate Police.
2010 Working with Caribbean Cruise Line located on Commercial Blvd. Ft. Lauderdale (sales/customer service)
2011 Caribbean Cruise Line layoffs
2012 Coach Handbags, Saks Fifth Avenue
2012 A complete stranger moved in next door, this individual went before a Judge named Kaplan and was given a restraining order.
2012 An individual in the Broward County state attorney’s office said the restraining order was “violated”. This was a lie. How could it have been? I never saw that individual after that judge gave her that ridiculous restraining order. I didn’t know her. I didn’t even know her name until I saw it on the court document. Later it was discovered that she was a substance abuser enrolled in a “program”.
2012-2019 Going back and forth to court. State attorney office never states how the order was “violated”. It was never violated. Judge Kal Evans issued 2 false arrest warrants claiming that I missed court dates. This is a lie.
An individual (not sure if it’s a female or a transsexual XY) appeared on a court date, claiming to be Ruby Bradford-Blake (my mother). This individual claiming to be my mother, does not know my middle name and she seems unsure of how many children she supposedly bore.
When asked by Judge Kal Evans if she had been married to my father; she said, she had been married to my father but she seems uncertain that she gave the right answer. Clearly, this individual is a fraud. She looked like a Haitian immigrant with an enormous belly.
I noticed she had a wig on, so I surmised she was bald, like a lot of Haitians, underneath the wig. She (Haitian immigrant) looked to be in her early 60’s, (by Haitian standards) assuming this was a female. Haitians typical look old for their age. This individual was not, even an American.
My mother; Ruby Mae Bradford would have been 79 years old on that day. Today, my mother would be 84 years old. My mother is also part Native-American decent.
She (Haitian immigrant) is there in court claiming that she is the owner of my townhouse located at 5279 JAMBOREE PLACE Margate, FL 33063 and various other properties left to me by my family. I thought this case and court session was about a restraining order, why is this thief here talking about my real estate? I told the judge that she was lying, she was not my mother nor was she a relative. She did not own my properties. Everyone sitting in that courtroom knew she was a fraud. Kal Evans kept referring to her as Ms. Blake, then she just exited the court room. Kal Evan knew she was a fraud, it was obvious.
Judge kal Evans is dishonest and his courtroom was circus like.
Their (the State attorney office) “victim” never showed up to court.
I realize with certainty that these false charges were actually an attempt to steal my real estate.
2020 January-February thanks to elected officials, City Councilmen, Commissioners, Senators, Police Chiefs, Sheriffs, Good Samaritans, Religious leaders; Christians and Jews. This “case” was thrown out. And a GOOD SAMARITAN paid court fees. There shouldn’t have been any court fees. The State actually owed me money, for levying these false charges.
2020 Still have the unfinished business of retrieving my real estate and assets from thieves.
2020 Covid -19 Global shut of businesses, schools etc.
Employment at Saks Fifth Avenue ends. Time spent there was useful for my future fashion business. I feel disappointed at first but this disappointment turns into a positive; an opportunity to further my Yoga business presents itself.
2020 June LAUDERDALE BEACH YOGA, LLC is registered with the State of Florida.
2020 August-October Complete YOGA certification
2021 Spring and Summer beach Yoga classes began
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