Post by Milisha on Nov 2, 2008 21:27:30 GMT -5
The Story of the Destruction of the Juvenile Unit
>
>
> I had been on seven years, on the street, and decided to put in for a
> Juvenile Physical/Sexual Abuse position. I got the job. When I first
> arrived, the sergeant, Terrance Wilson, came over and introduced himself.
> He was a tall, nice looking male black about 40 years old, well dressed in a
> dark suit and had a dignified air about him. He shook my hand and left.
>
> The assignment I had before Juvenile was on 11 Precinct with a loon of a
> sergeant. I think he didn’t like women. After 6 months of his harassment,
> I left. A week after I was in Juvenile, Sergeant Wilson came to my desk and
> said, “Susan. Sgt. Harrington keeps coming in here, bad mouthing you.” I
> asked what he was going to do. He said, “I make my own decisions about
> people.”
>
> Sgt. Wilson was very fair. He had been in Juvenile about nine months before
> me. I arrived in December of 1998. He distributed the referrals (paperwork
> from Children Services on a complaint) evenly.
>
> I had a few growing pains with the ‘experienced detectives’ wanting to give
> me advice and keep me under their wing, but I broke free. In 1999 I had a
> major abuse case and was on television and in the newspaper about it. The
> more I spoke to Sgt. Wilson, the more we decided that people needed to know
> how to protect their children.
>
> While in training for a month with Cynthia, we were at Children Services on
> the second floor and I was standing alone by the elevator and two
> caseworkers were talking. One said to the other, “Yeah, we can’t get the
> parent for anything but we’ll make their life miserable for a while.” When
> I told Cynthia what they said, she just shrugged. I was glad to finally be
> on my own.
>
> I spoke before the Ohio Senate about a law that needed to be passed to give
> parents access to more information about those that were around their kids.
> I wrote a couple of articles for the police newsletter on gossip and health.
> The next step was writing articles for the Columbus Dispatch.
>
> During 1999 things were going good. All the detectives had daily morning
> meetings where we could talk about cases or business. We went to training
> seminars on ‘How to talk to a Child’ and ‘Sexual Abuse’ and my favorite,
> ‘Child Forensics.’
>
> Sgt. Wilson distributed the referrals evenly to ALL the detectives. The
> black female detectives tried to buddy up with him but he soon learned they
> talked about him in a negative way behind his back. The two female black
> detectives were saying things like ‘He was never a detective before’ and ‘He
> ’s a homosexual.’
>
> What he didn’t know in 1999 was that ‘someone’ was talking his vacation
> leave slips out of the unsecured metal box that was left out in the open.
>
> I had ten caseworkers, mostly women. One was a wide-eyes zealot who would
> pout at her desk for hours because she tried to adopt and was refused. A
> caseworker had 30 days to complete an investigation and wrap it up. I would
> talk to the caseworkers but I did the investigation and made my own
> decisions. The criminal investigation by us would take about the same time
> unless it was a sexual complaint. That could take a month if it looked like
> the suspect was guilty. I had five of those felony packets on sexual abuse
> the year of 1999 with 100% conviction rate. These guys were guilty and the
> evidence proved it. I would never put a person before the court without
> sufficient, incriminating evidence.
>
> Doing both physical and sexual investigations was very efficient because a
> sexual investigation could take a month and in the meantime the detective
> could do some physical referrals. Each detective got about 20 sexual and
> 120 physical referrals a year. There were about 15 detectives. This was
> excellent training for the Sexual Abuse Squad of Homicide.
>
> In 1998 and 1999, the Referral Source, the person who turned in the
> ‘complaint,’ was listed on the back of the referral. This information was
> confidential but it helped give credibility to the referrals’ allegations
> and if a detective had a question, they could call them. By the end of
> 1999, the Referral Source was removed completely by the time the referral
> was faxed over to the Juvenile Unit.
>
> There began to be talk in the fall of 1999 that the Unit was going to
> separate the detectives into Physical and Sexual. This would mean the
> Sexual detectives would get very few referrals. Those with seniority were
> jockeying for position to get the caseworkers who had the lightest load. I
> was almost at the bottom.
>
> During our meetings with Sgt. Wilson, he started talking about it and how it
> was a bad idea, and it was……..for the child victims. And any new physical
> abuse detectives that came into the unit would not know how to do sexual
> investigations. But the black second shift sergeant, Barbara Horton-Alomar,
> thought it was an excellent idea. She said, “We can’t have another child
> die in the parent’s care.” She was referring to one case where this
> happened.
>
> In 2000, when this separation began, the work became very lopsided. Some
> detectives were getting hundreds of referrals a year and others very few.
> Detectives began to leave. There was talk that Horton-Alomar wanted
> Terrance Wilson’s first shift job. My best friend in Juvenile, Stan, who
> looked like Mr. T without the gold and I though it could not happen.
>
> What we did not know at the time was that a female white detective in the
> Unit wanted to take a Fraternal Order of Police position. Sgt. Wilson would
> only let her go there for special events and not transfer. From the
> beginning of 1998, no long after Wilson had arrived in the unit, this female
> began removing Sgt. Wilson’s leave slips and called Internal Affairs telling
> them, “He is not turning in leave slips when he goes to work special duty at
> the college.” Her calling Internal Affairs was confirmed in court
> documents during Terrance’s civil trial.
>
> Caseworkers never entered too much into my investigations. I would talk to
> them but detectives file criminal charges and I would never file charges
> based on a caseworker’s feelings. I had a female black who put a hand mark
> on her eight-year-old son’s arm and when I went to interview the child, he
> had another hand mark on his other arm. The mother was totally
> uncooperative, tall and aggressive and the school was afraid of her. The
> mother refused to come in to headquarters and would not answer the door at
> her house. I filed the D.V. charges. I called Children Services to
> suggest they should take the boy for safekeeping. They never did.
>
> I had a case where the hospital insisted the new mother was not giving her
> baby food. The baby was throwing up and the mother would take it into the
> hospital. When she got the baby back home, it would throw up again. The
> hospital staff was adamant the mother was refusing the baby food. Finally,
> the mother asked the baby be put in the case of a foster mother who was a
> nurse. They did. The baby continued to throw up and they finally
> discovered something wrong with the baby’s stomach.
>
> I had a sensational case (or so the media thought) where a family friend
> beat two children severely and touched the 12 year old girl. After
> interviews and pictures, I charged the man. The duty judge listed his bond
> at over a million dollars. Lieutenant Allen (who liked Horton-Alomar) asked
> if I was proud of the fact the bond was so high. I didn’t measure my worth
> by the amount of someone’s bond. Allen had been in a comma for a couple of
> weeks after a car hit his bicycle and he took pills for ADD. He was not
> mentally right.
>
> But I kept asking for skeletal e-rays of the two beat children to look for
> previous abuse and Children’s Hospital refused to do it.
>
> My felony packets for the prosecutor were very orderly. I included an index
> of what was in it. There was a summary of the investigation referring to
> the items following (e.i. interviews or pictures) and the charges. After I
> arrested him, the suspect would be released from misdemeanor court and
> turned over to the Common Pleas Court as a felony. The Grand Jury (14
> people) would go over it and decide if it was a good case and if more
> charges should be filed.
>
> I didn’t have to but I went with the child victims and their relatives to
> the Grand Jury. The children I investigated never needed to speak at the
> trial nor did I. The prosecutor told the families that my packets
> convicted.
>
> I had a referral that this mother, Costlow I think, was responsible for the
> bump on her two- year-old’s head. After a long investigation, I found it
> was an accident. Children Services would not give the boy back to his
> mother because they “didn’t like her attitude.” So bad did Children Services
> dislike this mother and want to keep her child that they even sent me the
> mother’s juvenile records when she ran away from home after her mother died.
> By the way, that is illegal. I still have the information. I even went to
> court for the mother and told the Judge about my investigation and that “the
> child is being hurt worse in foster care. He got a bruise on his forehead
> and a bite mark on his back from other foster kids at the babysitters.” I
> have no idea if she got him back.
>
> In the fall of 2000, Sgt. Wilson was charged by Internal Affairs for missing
> leave slips. The slips could have been taken by anyone. It was an honor
> system. Terrance began gathering proof of his innocence but this angered
> Chief James Jackson and one day I came in after a day of investigating and
> Terrance asked me if I could drive him to his car. He was relegated to the
> Impound Lot.
>
> We all knew Horton-Alomar wanted his job. We knew that if he was fired she
> would slide right in. She was already coming in during the day and on the
> weekends. She was fat, dumb and arrogant. She ‘loved the children.’
>
> One day Terrance called me at the office and asked me to fill out a job
> application for Juvenile because, as he said, “This job is being created for
> Horton-Alomar. It has good hours and days off but they are posting it with
> terrible hours and days off. Put me in for it.” I did. Some other
> sergeant took the job but a few weeks later, Terrance was terminated. The
> next week I went to his wedding.
>
> Horton-Alomar immediately took over. She began initiating ‘new’ ideas like
> printing a file folder with everything on the front that was already inside
> the folder. She developed schedules for detectives to use to ‘lessen their
> workload’ but her instructions were difficult to understand and then she
> would initiate a ‘new’ idea to solve that problem but wouldn’t tell anyone
> she did it double and tripling everything. Things became confusing.
>
> Sexual Abuse Squad dumped over 300 referrals they used to do onto the
> Juvenile Unit.
>
> Horton-Alomar didn’t like me because she knew Terrance and I had been
> friends. I had three separate complains by three different families on one
> of my caseworkers (the wide-eyed zealot) and the last complainer, a father,
> asked me to have my sergeant (Horton-Alomar) call him about it. All three
> families said the same thing: “She is acting like a cop.” Horton-Alomar
> refused to talk to him.
>
> I went to talk to the caseworker’s supervisor. The female supervisor said
> the caseworkers was an over zealot advocate for the children and she would
> talk to her. The next day I went and talked to the caseworker. Everything
> seemed to be settled. Unbeknownst to me, Horton-Alomar began plotting to
> somehow make me responsible for the parent’s complains.
>
> Horton-Alomar had a boyfriend, Darryl Kershaw, on second shift Juvenile, He
> did very little work under her and several people had complained about it.
> Kershaw took a job on first shift under Sgt. Bill Hensley. Bill couldn’t
> find him and confronted him about. Kershaw took a position under
> Horton-Alomar, which put him working in my unit. In a period of a year when
> I got 223 referrals, Kershaw got 9. I counted them up from the referral
> log.
>
> Horton-Alomar began ordering me to daily meetings where I had to bring in
> every case, talk about it and somehow keep things straight. If the family
> moved out of town with no forwarding address she would say, “Did you call
> the city they moved to?” Call the city???
>
> She would dump Kershaw’s referrals on me, leaving him with the Neglect
> Referrals, which at that time, were nothing. Horton-Alomar tried to get me
> to visit Child Protective Services (CPS), a new and upcoming agency for the
> children which I did, but I didn’t care for these people. They seemed like
> Zealots wanting to ‘convict’ people on ‘feelings.’ If they didn’t like the
> parents, they would persecute them.
>
> She nit picked but what she did to the other detectives was worse. She
> ordered them to file charges on parents when there was NO evidence. The
> commander, Thomas Robinson (black) ordered a real good detective, Butch, to
> file charges on a divorced father (ex hated him) that he ‘touched’ his
> five-year-old when giving her a bath. The evidence showed he had not
> touched her inappropriately but the commander ORDERED him to turn in the
> packet to the prosecutor and the father now has a record.
>
> There was talk that Horton-Alomar wanted detectives to be separated and
> report to Children Services, Child Protective Services and Children’s
> Hospital to work. There would be no more communication between the
> detectives, no more meetings.
>
> I had a case and could not find the 12 year old. I finally located him in a
> foster home in Waverly, Ohio and called the foster mom on Friday and set up
> an appointment for the following Tuesday after I returned from my days off.
> As usual, I wrote up a travel memo and put it on Horton-Alomar’s desk.
> Within minutes, she put it back on my desk with “denied.” She said it wasn’
> t the right ‘form’ but refused to tell me where I could find the ‘right
> form.’ It was the end of the day. I put on my coat and left.
>
> On Saturday at work, I told Stan about it. I copied what Horton-Alomar
> wrote and put a note on top that said to the lieutenant, “Help. She wants
> me to do another travel form but I have no idea where it is.” When I came
> to work on Tuesday, ready to visit the child, I found a note in my mail box
> that said, “Travel denied.” I was furious. I had just found the child and
> that the father had overnight visits with him and this sergeant didn’t care
> about the safety of the child. I left to do other investigations.
>
> At the end of that day, I took the elevator up to the 5th floor of Juvenile
> and ended up alone with Horton-Alomar. I said, “Hi sarge.” She said, “How
> was your trip?” I told her I didn’t go because SHE said not to. She told
> me that she had been trying to page me but I pulled out my pager and only
> one page was on it from Stan….not her. Then I said, “I sure hope that child
> is safe because I just found him and his father, the alleged suspect, has
> access to him on the weekend.” With that, the elevator doors opened and she
> bolted toward her friend’s office. I followed and blocked the office door
> after she entered and said, “So how do I find this new travel form?” She
> said to ask the secretary.
>
> I went to my mailbox, which were shelves in the open, to get the referral
> where she had denied me and it was gone. I wrote to the lieutenant but he
> refused to help, consistently. He always said, “Have you talked to your
> sergeant about that?”
>
> Sgt. Bill Hensley turned in an Internal Affairs complaint on Horton-Alomar
> holding Kershaw’s time-off slips. He told me only because I was attacking
> Horton-Alomar about Kershaw not taking his turn at the desk on Saturdays.
> Hensley wanted me to back off so that they wouldn’t be suspicious. I not
> only backed off, I ‘became her best friend.’
>
> It is amazing how evil people fall for that. I pandered to her,
> complimented her, etc. and she ate it up. I kept asking Hensley about the
> I.A. investigation….why it was taking so long? It had been three months.
> He assured me they were doing okay. He even told the commander not to tell
> Horton-Alomar’s supervisors about it because they would warn her. They did
> not tell them.
>
> But…….they weren’t doing the investigation either. The female commander saw
> Bill one day in the hall and said, “Well. We finally got some detectives
> loose to look into Horton-Alomar.” Bill was furious. When they began the
> investigation right after that, they put 12 detectives on it and a tracker
> on Kershaw’s car.
>
> The investigation lasted one month and ended in late October 2001. They had
> several days where Kershaw never worked, went to the babysitters, his son’s
> football games, lunch with Horton-Alomar at her house for hours, etc. They
> served search warrants for her and his offices. Horton-Alomar let him steal
> time and Kershaw stole plenty, most likely years of not working. Now
> Horton-Alomar was furious………at me.
>
> She set out to destroy me. Tried to have me written up and ‘Recinded’ that.
> She never did spell very well. And about April of 2002, she finally just
> kicked me out of Juvenile.
>
> Two months after I was kicked out she beat her 11 year old nephew black and
> blue. She did that when he was 9 also but she was rising to the top of
> Juvenile and they swept that under the rug. Not this time. She was
> terminated a year later with retirement benefits.
>
> After I left, Child Protective Services got bigger and more powerful. By
> the time I left the street in 2007, CPS was controlling everything. If I
> got a run about a child who was sexually abused, I interviewed them and took
> them into CPS. I did not trust them. They would easily blow this off.
>
> While still on the street in 2007 I went on a run that indicated
> sexual abuse of a child. I interviewed the child. It was. The father did
> the right thing by calling us. I took the father and his eight-year-old to
> Child Protective Services and stayed with them as long as I could. After I
> left, CPS began interrogating the father, making him feel like he was the
> bad guy. He found his daughter and left. CPS called the police and said "a
> man left with a child." Our officers found him and wrestled him to the
> ground while his daughter cried. The sergeant figured it out, that CPS
> lied, and apologized to the father and released him.
>
> The book I wrote is about these facts while in Juvenile. It is about the
> rise in power of a tyrant within policing. I never heard anything about the
> adoption of these children: It hadn’t gotten to that point yet in Columbus,
> Ohio. Columbus is a little behind the rest of the nation.
>
Susan Purtee
I was an officer from November of 1991 till September of 2007 with the Columbus Police Department I have two files full of facts to back what I have said
Columbus, Ohio
The Patriot Dames
>
>
> I had been on seven years, on the street, and decided to put in for a
> Juvenile Physical/Sexual Abuse position. I got the job. When I first
> arrived, the sergeant, Terrance Wilson, came over and introduced himself.
> He was a tall, nice looking male black about 40 years old, well dressed in a
> dark suit and had a dignified air about him. He shook my hand and left.
>
> The assignment I had before Juvenile was on 11 Precinct with a loon of a
> sergeant. I think he didn’t like women. After 6 months of his harassment,
> I left. A week after I was in Juvenile, Sergeant Wilson came to my desk and
> said, “Susan. Sgt. Harrington keeps coming in here, bad mouthing you.” I
> asked what he was going to do. He said, “I make my own decisions about
> people.”
>
> Sgt. Wilson was very fair. He had been in Juvenile about nine months before
> me. I arrived in December of 1998. He distributed the referrals (paperwork
> from Children Services on a complaint) evenly.
>
> I had a few growing pains with the ‘experienced detectives’ wanting to give
> me advice and keep me under their wing, but I broke free. In 1999 I had a
> major abuse case and was on television and in the newspaper about it. The
> more I spoke to Sgt. Wilson, the more we decided that people needed to know
> how to protect their children.
>
> While in training for a month with Cynthia, we were at Children Services on
> the second floor and I was standing alone by the elevator and two
> caseworkers were talking. One said to the other, “Yeah, we can’t get the
> parent for anything but we’ll make their life miserable for a while.” When
> I told Cynthia what they said, she just shrugged. I was glad to finally be
> on my own.
>
> I spoke before the Ohio Senate about a law that needed to be passed to give
> parents access to more information about those that were around their kids.
> I wrote a couple of articles for the police newsletter on gossip and health.
> The next step was writing articles for the Columbus Dispatch.
>
> During 1999 things were going good. All the detectives had daily morning
> meetings where we could talk about cases or business. We went to training
> seminars on ‘How to talk to a Child’ and ‘Sexual Abuse’ and my favorite,
> ‘Child Forensics.’
>
> Sgt. Wilson distributed the referrals evenly to ALL the detectives. The
> black female detectives tried to buddy up with him but he soon learned they
> talked about him in a negative way behind his back. The two female black
> detectives were saying things like ‘He was never a detective before’ and ‘He
> ’s a homosexual.’
>
> What he didn’t know in 1999 was that ‘someone’ was talking his vacation
> leave slips out of the unsecured metal box that was left out in the open.
>
> I had ten caseworkers, mostly women. One was a wide-eyes zealot who would
> pout at her desk for hours because she tried to adopt and was refused. A
> caseworker had 30 days to complete an investigation and wrap it up. I would
> talk to the caseworkers but I did the investigation and made my own
> decisions. The criminal investigation by us would take about the same time
> unless it was a sexual complaint. That could take a month if it looked like
> the suspect was guilty. I had five of those felony packets on sexual abuse
> the year of 1999 with 100% conviction rate. These guys were guilty and the
> evidence proved it. I would never put a person before the court without
> sufficient, incriminating evidence.
>
> Doing both physical and sexual investigations was very efficient because a
> sexual investigation could take a month and in the meantime the detective
> could do some physical referrals. Each detective got about 20 sexual and
> 120 physical referrals a year. There were about 15 detectives. This was
> excellent training for the Sexual Abuse Squad of Homicide.
>
> In 1998 and 1999, the Referral Source, the person who turned in the
> ‘complaint,’ was listed on the back of the referral. This information was
> confidential but it helped give credibility to the referrals’ allegations
> and if a detective had a question, they could call them. By the end of
> 1999, the Referral Source was removed completely by the time the referral
> was faxed over to the Juvenile Unit.
>
> There began to be talk in the fall of 1999 that the Unit was going to
> separate the detectives into Physical and Sexual. This would mean the
> Sexual detectives would get very few referrals. Those with seniority were
> jockeying for position to get the caseworkers who had the lightest load. I
> was almost at the bottom.
>
> During our meetings with Sgt. Wilson, he started talking about it and how it
> was a bad idea, and it was……..for the child victims. And any new physical
> abuse detectives that came into the unit would not know how to do sexual
> investigations. But the black second shift sergeant, Barbara Horton-Alomar,
> thought it was an excellent idea. She said, “We can’t have another child
> die in the parent’s care.” She was referring to one case where this
> happened.
>
> In 2000, when this separation began, the work became very lopsided. Some
> detectives were getting hundreds of referrals a year and others very few.
> Detectives began to leave. There was talk that Horton-Alomar wanted
> Terrance Wilson’s first shift job. My best friend in Juvenile, Stan, who
> looked like Mr. T without the gold and I though it could not happen.
>
> What we did not know at the time was that a female white detective in the
> Unit wanted to take a Fraternal Order of Police position. Sgt. Wilson would
> only let her go there for special events and not transfer. From the
> beginning of 1998, no long after Wilson had arrived in the unit, this female
> began removing Sgt. Wilson’s leave slips and called Internal Affairs telling
> them, “He is not turning in leave slips when he goes to work special duty at
> the college.” Her calling Internal Affairs was confirmed in court
> documents during Terrance’s civil trial.
>
> Caseworkers never entered too much into my investigations. I would talk to
> them but detectives file criminal charges and I would never file charges
> based on a caseworker’s feelings. I had a female black who put a hand mark
> on her eight-year-old son’s arm and when I went to interview the child, he
> had another hand mark on his other arm. The mother was totally
> uncooperative, tall and aggressive and the school was afraid of her. The
> mother refused to come in to headquarters and would not answer the door at
> her house. I filed the D.V. charges. I called Children Services to
> suggest they should take the boy for safekeeping. They never did.
>
> I had a case where the hospital insisted the new mother was not giving her
> baby food. The baby was throwing up and the mother would take it into the
> hospital. When she got the baby back home, it would throw up again. The
> hospital staff was adamant the mother was refusing the baby food. Finally,
> the mother asked the baby be put in the case of a foster mother who was a
> nurse. They did. The baby continued to throw up and they finally
> discovered something wrong with the baby’s stomach.
>
> I had a sensational case (or so the media thought) where a family friend
> beat two children severely and touched the 12 year old girl. After
> interviews and pictures, I charged the man. The duty judge listed his bond
> at over a million dollars. Lieutenant Allen (who liked Horton-Alomar) asked
> if I was proud of the fact the bond was so high. I didn’t measure my worth
> by the amount of someone’s bond. Allen had been in a comma for a couple of
> weeks after a car hit his bicycle and he took pills for ADD. He was not
> mentally right.
>
> But I kept asking for skeletal e-rays of the two beat children to look for
> previous abuse and Children’s Hospital refused to do it.
>
> My felony packets for the prosecutor were very orderly. I included an index
> of what was in it. There was a summary of the investigation referring to
> the items following (e.i. interviews or pictures) and the charges. After I
> arrested him, the suspect would be released from misdemeanor court and
> turned over to the Common Pleas Court as a felony. The Grand Jury (14
> people) would go over it and decide if it was a good case and if more
> charges should be filed.
>
> I didn’t have to but I went with the child victims and their relatives to
> the Grand Jury. The children I investigated never needed to speak at the
> trial nor did I. The prosecutor told the families that my packets
> convicted.
>
> I had a referral that this mother, Costlow I think, was responsible for the
> bump on her two- year-old’s head. After a long investigation, I found it
> was an accident. Children Services would not give the boy back to his
> mother because they “didn’t like her attitude.” So bad did Children Services
> dislike this mother and want to keep her child that they even sent me the
> mother’s juvenile records when she ran away from home after her mother died.
> By the way, that is illegal. I still have the information. I even went to
> court for the mother and told the Judge about my investigation and that “the
> child is being hurt worse in foster care. He got a bruise on his forehead
> and a bite mark on his back from other foster kids at the babysitters.” I
> have no idea if she got him back.
>
> In the fall of 2000, Sgt. Wilson was charged by Internal Affairs for missing
> leave slips. The slips could have been taken by anyone. It was an honor
> system. Terrance began gathering proof of his innocence but this angered
> Chief James Jackson and one day I came in after a day of investigating and
> Terrance asked me if I could drive him to his car. He was relegated to the
> Impound Lot.
>
> We all knew Horton-Alomar wanted his job. We knew that if he was fired she
> would slide right in. She was already coming in during the day and on the
> weekends. She was fat, dumb and arrogant. She ‘loved the children.’
>
> One day Terrance called me at the office and asked me to fill out a job
> application for Juvenile because, as he said, “This job is being created for
> Horton-Alomar. It has good hours and days off but they are posting it with
> terrible hours and days off. Put me in for it.” I did. Some other
> sergeant took the job but a few weeks later, Terrance was terminated. The
> next week I went to his wedding.
>
> Horton-Alomar immediately took over. She began initiating ‘new’ ideas like
> printing a file folder with everything on the front that was already inside
> the folder. She developed schedules for detectives to use to ‘lessen their
> workload’ but her instructions were difficult to understand and then she
> would initiate a ‘new’ idea to solve that problem but wouldn’t tell anyone
> she did it double and tripling everything. Things became confusing.
>
> Sexual Abuse Squad dumped over 300 referrals they used to do onto the
> Juvenile Unit.
>
> Horton-Alomar didn’t like me because she knew Terrance and I had been
> friends. I had three separate complains by three different families on one
> of my caseworkers (the wide-eyed zealot) and the last complainer, a father,
> asked me to have my sergeant (Horton-Alomar) call him about it. All three
> families said the same thing: “She is acting like a cop.” Horton-Alomar
> refused to talk to him.
>
> I went to talk to the caseworker’s supervisor. The female supervisor said
> the caseworkers was an over zealot advocate for the children and she would
> talk to her. The next day I went and talked to the caseworker. Everything
> seemed to be settled. Unbeknownst to me, Horton-Alomar began plotting to
> somehow make me responsible for the parent’s complains.
>
> Horton-Alomar had a boyfriend, Darryl Kershaw, on second shift Juvenile, He
> did very little work under her and several people had complained about it.
> Kershaw took a job on first shift under Sgt. Bill Hensley. Bill couldn’t
> find him and confronted him about. Kershaw took a position under
> Horton-Alomar, which put him working in my unit. In a period of a year when
> I got 223 referrals, Kershaw got 9. I counted them up from the referral
> log.
>
> Horton-Alomar began ordering me to daily meetings where I had to bring in
> every case, talk about it and somehow keep things straight. If the family
> moved out of town with no forwarding address she would say, “Did you call
> the city they moved to?” Call the city???
>
> She would dump Kershaw’s referrals on me, leaving him with the Neglect
> Referrals, which at that time, were nothing. Horton-Alomar tried to get me
> to visit Child Protective Services (CPS), a new and upcoming agency for the
> children which I did, but I didn’t care for these people. They seemed like
> Zealots wanting to ‘convict’ people on ‘feelings.’ If they didn’t like the
> parents, they would persecute them.
>
> She nit picked but what she did to the other detectives was worse. She
> ordered them to file charges on parents when there was NO evidence. The
> commander, Thomas Robinson (black) ordered a real good detective, Butch, to
> file charges on a divorced father (ex hated him) that he ‘touched’ his
> five-year-old when giving her a bath. The evidence showed he had not
> touched her inappropriately but the commander ORDERED him to turn in the
> packet to the prosecutor and the father now has a record.
>
> There was talk that Horton-Alomar wanted detectives to be separated and
> report to Children Services, Child Protective Services and Children’s
> Hospital to work. There would be no more communication between the
> detectives, no more meetings.
>
> I had a case and could not find the 12 year old. I finally located him in a
> foster home in Waverly, Ohio and called the foster mom on Friday and set up
> an appointment for the following Tuesday after I returned from my days off.
> As usual, I wrote up a travel memo and put it on Horton-Alomar’s desk.
> Within minutes, she put it back on my desk with “denied.” She said it wasn’
> t the right ‘form’ but refused to tell me where I could find the ‘right
> form.’ It was the end of the day. I put on my coat and left.
>
> On Saturday at work, I told Stan about it. I copied what Horton-Alomar
> wrote and put a note on top that said to the lieutenant, “Help. She wants
> me to do another travel form but I have no idea where it is.” When I came
> to work on Tuesday, ready to visit the child, I found a note in my mail box
> that said, “Travel denied.” I was furious. I had just found the child and
> that the father had overnight visits with him and this sergeant didn’t care
> about the safety of the child. I left to do other investigations.
>
> At the end of that day, I took the elevator up to the 5th floor of Juvenile
> and ended up alone with Horton-Alomar. I said, “Hi sarge.” She said, “How
> was your trip?” I told her I didn’t go because SHE said not to. She told
> me that she had been trying to page me but I pulled out my pager and only
> one page was on it from Stan….not her. Then I said, “I sure hope that child
> is safe because I just found him and his father, the alleged suspect, has
> access to him on the weekend.” With that, the elevator doors opened and she
> bolted toward her friend’s office. I followed and blocked the office door
> after she entered and said, “So how do I find this new travel form?” She
> said to ask the secretary.
>
> I went to my mailbox, which were shelves in the open, to get the referral
> where she had denied me and it was gone. I wrote to the lieutenant but he
> refused to help, consistently. He always said, “Have you talked to your
> sergeant about that?”
>
> Sgt. Bill Hensley turned in an Internal Affairs complaint on Horton-Alomar
> holding Kershaw’s time-off slips. He told me only because I was attacking
> Horton-Alomar about Kershaw not taking his turn at the desk on Saturdays.
> Hensley wanted me to back off so that they wouldn’t be suspicious. I not
> only backed off, I ‘became her best friend.’
>
> It is amazing how evil people fall for that. I pandered to her,
> complimented her, etc. and she ate it up. I kept asking Hensley about the
> I.A. investigation….why it was taking so long? It had been three months.
> He assured me they were doing okay. He even told the commander not to tell
> Horton-Alomar’s supervisors about it because they would warn her. They did
> not tell them.
>
> But…….they weren’t doing the investigation either. The female commander saw
> Bill one day in the hall and said, “Well. We finally got some detectives
> loose to look into Horton-Alomar.” Bill was furious. When they began the
> investigation right after that, they put 12 detectives on it and a tracker
> on Kershaw’s car.
>
> The investigation lasted one month and ended in late October 2001. They had
> several days where Kershaw never worked, went to the babysitters, his son’s
> football games, lunch with Horton-Alomar at her house for hours, etc. They
> served search warrants for her and his offices. Horton-Alomar let him steal
> time and Kershaw stole plenty, most likely years of not working. Now
> Horton-Alomar was furious………at me.
>
> She set out to destroy me. Tried to have me written up and ‘Recinded’ that.
> She never did spell very well. And about April of 2002, she finally just
> kicked me out of Juvenile.
>
> Two months after I was kicked out she beat her 11 year old nephew black and
> blue. She did that when he was 9 also but she was rising to the top of
> Juvenile and they swept that under the rug. Not this time. She was
> terminated a year later with retirement benefits.
>
> After I left, Child Protective Services got bigger and more powerful. By
> the time I left the street in 2007, CPS was controlling everything. If I
> got a run about a child who was sexually abused, I interviewed them and took
> them into CPS. I did not trust them. They would easily blow this off.
>
> While still on the street in 2007 I went on a run that indicated
> sexual abuse of a child. I interviewed the child. It was. The father did
> the right thing by calling us. I took the father and his eight-year-old to
> Child Protective Services and stayed with them as long as I could. After I
> left, CPS began interrogating the father, making him feel like he was the
> bad guy. He found his daughter and left. CPS called the police and said "a
> man left with a child." Our officers found him and wrestled him to the
> ground while his daughter cried. The sergeant figured it out, that CPS
> lied, and apologized to the father and released him.
>
> The book I wrote is about these facts while in Juvenile. It is about the
> rise in power of a tyrant within policing. I never heard anything about the
> adoption of these children: It hadn’t gotten to that point yet in Columbus,
> Ohio. Columbus is a little behind the rest of the nation.
>
Susan Purtee
I was an officer from November of 1991 till September of 2007 with the Columbus Police Department I have two files full of facts to back what I have said
Columbus, Ohio
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