THIS IS NOT A PERSONAL, FAMILY ISSUE
IT’S A CRIME AND A SOCIETAL TRAGEDY
“Sexual abuse victims fill our jails, staff the porn industry, walk the streets, are a high percentage of those in drug and alcohol rehab and many go on to abuse others. There is a tremendous cost to society and the victims.”
“But, yes, it is a dirty little secret. No one wants to talk about it. It makes us uncomfortable. It makes us squirm. That’s the way it’s allowed to continue. Doctors, lawyers, truck drivers, mechanics and accountants do it. And it continues until someone says, “I’m not going to keep the secret anymore. This has to stop. This cannot go on to a second and third generation.”
(Reprinted from LIP, December, 2003)
Actually I missed a number of things in the above. Sexual abuse is the leading cause of depression and suicide, and oh, yes, professors do it, too. As reported here yesterday, I spoke to Keith Orris, the Secretary of Franklin & Marshall College yesterday by phone regarding the Charles H. Holzinger Anthropology Award. His response to every single question was, “It’s a very personal, family issue. It is not an issue for the college to be involved with.”
I sent him the following email yesterday afternoon. “From the New Era, April 27, 2005 – “One in four girls and one in six boys will be sexually assaulted by age 18, according to the Pennsylvania Coalition Against Rape.” THIS IS NOT A PERSONAL, FAMILY ISSUE. THIS IS A HUGE, SOCIETAL PROBLEM AND A CRIME. YOU WOULD THINK A COLLEGE WOULD BE IN THE FOREFRONT TO STOP THIS SOCIETAL TRAGEDY. THIS IS SIMPLY A DISGRACE.”
The link to the article mentioned in the New Era is here. Linda Crockett is quoted as follows: “Many of the women who call say they are trying to talk about the abuse in therapy, and the counselor doesn’t want to talk about it. It’s even a frightening thing for some counselors to deal with.”
“I’ve talked to women in the 60s who never told a soul about abuse by somebody in their family, but there are trails (of turmoil) throughout their whole lives.”
I documented those trails of turmoil in my paper, Mr. Orris. This is fact - my one brother molested both of his other brothers, one “criminally” at the age of 13. Why don’t you go to your Psychology Department or your Sociology Department or even your Anthropology Department, Mr. Orris, and see what they say about that? This is not just about me being abused, but my siblings as well, and the incest in my family has gone on to the second generation. This is a tragedy.
Why in the world would Franklin & Marshall College continue to grant a Charles H. Holzinger Anthropology Award? Society needs to say incest and sexual abuse are wrong. Franklin & Marshall College needs to say incest and sexual abuse are wrong in the strongest terms. They need to do it now.
“ My name is Becky Holzinger. I am trying to survive incest.
We are desperate to believe that we had a happy childhood. We are desperate to believe that our parents loved us – that they would never do anything to harm us.
When that belief is shattered, we crumble. I crumbled over Thanksgiving three years ago.”
(Reprinted from LIP, December of 2003 – INCEST – A Family Tragedy; The Holzinger Story. The quote below is from the same issue of LIP and from the article, “The Twilight Zone.”)
“I don’t wish what has happened to me on anyone. I cannot describe my anguish for the last three years, however, without and understanding of what has made us who we are, we can never arrive at inner peace and comfort with ourselves.
One of the great ironies of this story is that my parents always wanted me to be a writer. I doubt this was their intent. Sadly, their actions supplied the most important story I have ever written.
I will not feel sorry for them one bit when this paper is printed and distributed. If you think I’m angry, you’re damn right I’m angry. I have a right to be angry. Incest cost me my entire life.
My parents continue to sit on their huge property calling me delusional while it is obvious to everyone that a train wreck went through their family. A train wreck called incest.
They have left scarred, under-achieving children incapable of forming long-lasting relationships all across the map while they stand in peace vigils, are active in the American Civil Liberties Union and put themselves out to the public as fine, upstanding citizens. It is a sacrilege. It is high time they were held accountable for their actions.”
Victims are victimized over and over again. No one wants to believe that their neighbor, co-worker or church member molested their children. Unfortunately, my family situation is such that it cannot be denied. When repressed memories return, it is often too late for criminal charges and in some states (including Pennsylvania currently) it is also too late for civil action. There is loss of family. In my case, my father literally ordered that I be “shunned.” And then it got far worse. And there is devastation as you discover that everything you were told and believed while you were growing up, is a lie.
Once again, the following two sentences are from my appeal to the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania. The emphasis added is mine: “In the summer of 2005, there is unfortunately little doubt that some parents and others in positions of responsibility will sexually assault the young children for whom they are responsible. There can also be little doubt that some of these young victims, in order to continue to exist, banish from their conscious memory all thoughts related to these horrific events.”
COMING NEXT – In a family chock full of secrets and lies, the first two major truths of many are exposed as I investigate my parents – 1. My father is an alcoholic; 2. My father is an academic fraud.
CHARLES & MILLY HOLZINGER
- Incest Perpetrators -
DESPICABLE, EVIL PEOPLE
I promised a news round-up today, but something has come up that has raised my anger level to new and unknown heights. This is simply too much. Possibly, that is a good thing. I have been planning to address this issue for the last three weeks and trying to figure out how to do it. For the next several days, this site is going to focus on incest and incest perpetrators, i.e. my parents; what kind of people are they really; their public versus their private lives; how they kept the molestation of their children hidden; how it has destroyed their children’s lives; what they have done while I’ve gone through four years of hell; how they manage to lead their double lives; how they are frauds in every aspect of their lives; and how the Lancaster Quakers and Franklin & Marshall College continue to harbor and spotlight these incest perpetrators. It is unconscionable.
What has me infuriated is the August minutes of the Lancaster Monthly Meeting that were posted over the weekend and are here. The Quakers are sponsoring the “Eyes Wide Open” exhibit at Franklin & Marshall College against the war in Iraq later this month. There is this sentence, “Jim Kalish and Charles and Milly Holzinger are planning a ‘Get Active’ table.”
I am going to repeat this one more time. My younger brother, who was adopted from Vietnam as a baby, was criminally molested twice at the age of 13 by my other brother, Tom. My “foster” brother, a Vietnamese refugee my parents sponsored, was also molested by Tom My brother, Tom, is a pedophile. I have concerns that he may have molested my own son. I have memories of being molested by my parents. The case of Holzinger v. Holzinger is before the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania. This “family history” cannot be explained away. It simply can not. Why are the Quakers and Franklin & Marshall College ignoring obvious criminal and horrific behavior?
Charles and Milly Holzinger are criminals. They are frauds. They are despicable, evil people.
MUCH MORE TO FOLLOW LATER INCLUDING THE LEGAL WORK… I would like to point out that the opening sentence of my parent’s response to my appeal to the Supreme Court of Pennsylvania is the following: “Petitioner Rebecca Holzinger (hereafter “Petitioner”) uses nothing but semantic smoke and mirrors to couch her decades-old claim for tort damages against her elderly parents for alleged abuse during her childhood as an important policy issue for this Court.”
“I don’t know when my parents declared war on each other, but I do know the only prisoners they took were their children.”
Nick Nolte, The Prince of Tides
There was no “peace at home” in the Holzinger family. Coming later as part of the incest story…
PEACE BEGINS AT HOME
[This reprint is from a special edition of the Lancaster Independent Paper – INCEST - A Family Tragedy; The Holzinger Story, published in December of 2003. It briefly ran on the other site as part of the incest series but then was deleted. The picture referred to in the article is of my mother holding a large sign that reads, “BLOOD IS MORE PRECIOUS THAN OIL.”]
This is the way most people know my mother, Millicent B. Holzinger. She organized the vigil against the war in Vietnam that was held in Penn Square every Saturday for years.
The picture on the left, from a protest against the first Gulf War, was printed in the Lancaster Newspapers. She and my father are well known peace activists and Quakers.
There’s a problem with this picture. There is an old Quaker saying, “Peace begins at home.”
My parent’s picture was in the paper when they adopted a baby from Vietnam. He arrived at the airport in winter with sandals on. The boy they adopted was molested by his brother.
My parents sponsored a Vietnamese refugee several years later. He was a man in his late teens who came to this country on a crowded boat with no family or relatives. He was also molested by my brother.
My mother believes our government should be held accountable for sending young men and women into war to kill and be killed.
My mother needs to be held accountable for the tragedies that occurred in her family.
One of the last memories to return to me was perhaps the most painful of all.
As a teenager, leaving for school in the morning, I told her that I was going to tell people what my father was doing to me. She barely looked up from her coffee and the paper she was reading. “No one will believe you,” she said.
People will believe me now, Mom. It may have been “his” house, but no, he could not do whatever he wanted.
Yes, blood is more precious than oil. Yes, peace begins at home.
Yes, we are all accountable for our actions.