Woke up to heartbreaking news, Rest in Peace my Uncle Frankie Frank Cullotta, who had taken me, a young woman with Cerebral Palsy under his wings. I love you so much Uncle Frankie!
I love Frank like an uncle, and I’m mourning his loss because he significantly impacted my life. Frank took his time helping me, a young woman with cerebral Palsy, writing my first book, going to lunches with him and such. Frank was at my most beloved 25th-birthday party, had tons of laughs on that day. Through him, I came to meet Ronald Fino at the vert first mob-con, 2013, who is now, in essence, my adopted dad—living with him and his family. Meeting Frank did change my life, and I shall always be grateful while I hold him so dear in my heart.
My thoughts and my prayers are with the Cullotta family.
I do have to warn the reader that this blog post contains possibly trigger warnings about the topics of sexual assault, mental and physical abuse that if you are someone with a history of any of these experiences please read with caution. Or with guided supervision from your trusted.
Knowing that I should have come out and come clean with this years ago. Perhaps I was scared for some other reason. Today on June 21, 2020, I shall tell the truth of Ms. Barbara Humbert and that she had indeed molested me, and I want the world to know in hopes of stopping her and others that molested children with a disability.
My parents Mark and Sheri Forry hired my mom’s dear friend, Gail, to work at our family Auto Body Connection, helping my mom out. She had a sister named Barbara, who was in her 70s. Barbara had a married daughter with a significant handicap: born with no arms or legs and a wheelchair user. My mom Sheri and Gail thought that Barbara and I would become good friends since I had no friends. My Mom let Barbara take me out to the movies, lunches and such.
April 18, 2008. I only had a sleepover once at Barbara’s house. It turned out that night was the worst night of my life because she did some unspeakable things to me just 11 days after I turned eighteen. Barbara had raped me that night. Barbara watched me naked the whole time while I took a bath in her huge bathtub taking pictures of me in the nude. After that, Barbara wrapped me in a bath towel, hugging me way too close, kissing my neck, and drying me off. I felt odd about this. Later that night, we were hanging out on the bed when Barbara started to kiss my feet and asked me if I slept naked.
Since that night, my world turned to the very worst hell I could imagine mentally abused me every time we were alone. Barbara used to drive me to and from my very first college class. It was pure torture getting into her truck. I remember one-day grandma was at my house when Barbara came to pick me up, and I tried to get into my grandma’s car, but it was locked, and I was crying when I got into Barbara’s truck. I won’t tell no one about that night because my parents needed Gail’s help at their shop.
I underwent emotional/mental/physical abuse by my own family because I came to hate Barbara and didn’t know that rape can comes in all kinds of forms. I claim that given my condition and how isolated when young- being homeschool, friendliness, made me still a child in my mind. It wasn’t until I told a counselor, years later, August 2010, about that night in question, then this counselor told me that Barbara had raped me. My family did believe me, and there was peace in our home for three months until we found out that my dad was dying of pancreatic cancer stage 4. I did not just lose my father to cancer. I lost my mother, Sheri, and my little sister, Hailey to Barbara. Christmas 2015, my mom and sister spent Christmas with Barbara over me. I was left home alone.
Years later, in 2020, I came to realize how much Barbara took away all my hopes, dreams, and, sadly, my whole family. Facing that fact, in which she indeed really wrack all aspects of my life. It’s still affecting my life. I hope that I was the only one that Barbara Humbert had raped because living with this is far worst that one could even be imaged.
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Amanda Forry/Fino
I am genuinely thankful for this year, 2019, which was the exceptional year of this decade for me, in fact my whole life! I want to show my Gratitude for everything in this magnificent year that is 2019!!!
In the final process of getting adopted by the Fino’s: What more can I say that you had read here… I am overjoy to become Ms. Amanda Fino. LOVE LOVE LOVE my new family.
Author at Blue Fortune Enterprises, LLC: This is out of pure luck. At the very last minute this minute, this book publishing company for something. I was heartbroken, and I thought it was unfair, so I made this post in a Facebook group that world-wide with members · 25,676, and I got a comment from Narielle that is the owner of my two-book publishing press and the rest is history. Omerta: Timeless Ending came out late last summer with CP Gal coming out next month!
Becoming a participant in the Partners in Policymaking Program (PIP): I am blessed, thankful, thrilled to be a part of this. While working on getting my college certificate. It’s truly amazing how MUCH they all have made impact on my life in the short time since we’ve met on Step. 13! I believe that I grew in this short time. #PIPclassof2020!!!
Summer Vacation in Buffalo New York: BEST VACATION! We all went to Buffalo New York for five days, and we jam-pack it with beautiful memories. Niagara Falls took the Maid of the Mist. Play on the beach on Lake Erie. Meet some of my new Fino family, and so much more! =)
Getting a baby Kitten: Back in February, we welcome a new member of the Fino Family a Russian Blue Cat. His name is Koda but I call him Blue. 🐱🥰🥰🥰
Starting my Newsletter: CP Gal Readers Nest had been pride and joy since coming out February 7! It grew over the year, with over 150 subscribers getting it via email. I am also grateful that I met my Best Friend Forever Ty, Tylia, out of my newsletter! 💚💚💚💚💚
Finish my autobiography, CP Gal: When I went for Partners in Policymaking Program, I had to sum up my whole life as an answer’s to one the questions of many questions on their Application Form. Lead me off to fished witting my autobiography. Cerebral Palsy Gal has been a work in progress for years; I haven’t found the exact words until then also changing my pan-name from Alexandra Forry to Amanda Fino.