Should read.........my parents met........................he lived in Northern California..............graduated from UC Berkley..............was the son of an Engish teacher........Virgil Williams........who passed in the late 1980s..............my father, Bruce, remarried, a Joan............who was from the San Fran, Ca area................they moved,,,,,,,,,with her two daughters to the Ft Worth, Dallas, Texas area..........b/c of his job with American Airlines...................................in the early 1980s.................or so.......







My parents actually me in Maryland.............my father was a logistics officer..........enlisted.........in Army intel..........in the Vietnam war............stationed at Ft. Meade, MD.............my mother lived on Adelphi Rd........in Hyatesville, MD............she went to North Western high school....................they got married in the mid 60s at United Methodist church..............in Hyatesville.............almost right across the street from Pg plaza...........my maternal grandmother would bring Dave and i to church there..........and then go to Pg plaza...........on Saturdays we would go to the museums in DC.............on Sunday afternoons...............all 4 of us would drive back to Rehoboth Beach in Delaware..........my maternal grandparents and Dave and i........

I will give a broad over view and then go to the specific details...........

I was born Ramsey Paul Williams.........on May the 10th.............1971..........in Daily City, CA..........my parents lived in Pacifica, CA.........on Crespi drive................it was a Monday.......my mother told me i was born at 145 am...........on a full moon..........


I could care less what u idiots think of me at this point..........and it is clear to me that there will never be justice in my case...........so i will think of all the wrong everyone has done to me in my now 43 years of life...........i am almost 44.........will be on May the 10th..................and give the full story of my life so maybe my daughter will not think poorly of me.............she is probably confused at all the stories everyone has told her...............i am going to name names..............of everyone i can think of..........u people are not listening to me..........and the only time u do listen is when u want something from me............i am not your mfn slave.................