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He found himself sitting in the car at 6:15 p.m. on that February Sunday on the well-traveled Bee Ridge Road, in southeast Sarasota, as the rest of the country was gathering in front of television sets to watch the kickoff of Super Bowl XXXVIII.

 

Smith, alone with his cocaine, had nowhere to go in life. As a parolee and probationer, he surely understood that his relapse made a return to prison likely.  Maybe he had simply given up.  Some ex-cons drop all pretense of civilized behavior when their prospects run out. And so it was with Joseph Smith.

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This page of, Cheated Out of Childhood, should make us all, parents and grandparents, be extra careful and watchful of our children.  Things like this happen everyday and most of these children who are kidnapped for sexual pleasure are never heard from again.  When their obducter is finished with their prey, they dispose of them.

 

On the next page of, Cheated Out of Childhood, deals with something called, "SNUFF FILMS."  You should prepare yourself for this one.  It is worst than child abuse, sexual abuse and all the other things that happen to children that make it back to their families.  This page should be for Adults Only.

Suffer The Little Children

CHEATED OUT OF CHILDHOOD

There was a little boy name Steven.  Steven Gregory Stayner was his name.  He was an American kidnap victim. He was abducted from the Central California city and county of Merced, California at the age of seven and held until he was 14, when he escaped from his abductors.

 

At age seven, Steven was kidnapped by two men who held him captive in a tiny shed for seven years. One of the men, a habitual child abuser named Kenneth Parnell, sexually assaulted Steven on an almost daily basis during the boy's ordeal. At age 14, Steven finally was able to escape, and in doing so he saved another little boy that was also kidnapped by Parnell, and return to his family. But Steven's safe return was far from the happy ending it appeared to be. He was forced to adjust to a family he'd never really known, to convince himself that his parents had never forgotten him, and to put his seven-year hell behind him. There was a movie made, I Know My First Name is Stevenends, but the real Stayner died in a motorcycle accident only a few months after this film was first telecast in May 1989.

Parnell molested  Stayner  for the first  time early  the  following morning.  After

telling Parnell that he  wanted to go home many times during his first week with

the man, Parnell told Stayner that he had been granted legal custody of the boy because his parents could not afford so many children and that they did not want him anymore.

 

After telling Parnell that he wanted to go home many times during his first week with the man, Parnell told Stayner that he had been granted legal custody of the boy because his parents could not afford so many children and that they did not want him anymore.

 

Parnell began calling the boy Dennis Gregory Parnell, retaining Stayner's real middle name and his real birth date when enrolling him in various schools over the next several years. Parnell passed himself off as Stayner's father, and the two moved frequently around California. He allowed Stayner to begin drinking at a young age and to come and go virtually as he pleased.  One of the few positive aspects of Stayner's life with Parnell was the dog he had received as a gift from Parnell, a Manchester Terrier that he named Queenie. This dog had been given to Parnell by his mother, who was not aware of Stayner's existence during the period when he was living with Parnell.

For a period of over a year, a woman named Barbara Mathias, along with one or more of her children, lived with Parnell and Stayner. She later claimed to have been completely unaware that "Dennis" had, in fact, been kidnapped.

 

As Stayner entered puberty, Parnell began to look for a younger child to kidnap. On February 14, 1980, Parnell and a teenage friend of Stayner's named Randall Sean Poorman kidnapped five-year-old Timothy James "Timmy" White in Ukiah, California. Motivated in part by the young boy's distress, Stayner decided to escape with him, intending to return the boy to his parents and then escape himself. On March 1, 1980, while Parnell was away at his night security job, Stayner left with White and hitchhiked into Ukiah. Unable to locate White's home address, he decided to have White walk into the police department to ask for help, before escaping himself. Before he could successfully escape, the police spotted the two boys and took them into custody. Stayner immediately identified Timmy White and then revealed his own true identity and story.

 

By daybreak on March 2, 1980, Parnell had been arrested on suspicion of abducting both boys. After the police checked into Parnell's background they found a previous sodomy conviction from 1951. Both children were reunited with their families that day. In 1981, Parnell was tried and convicted of kidnapping White and Stayner in two separate trials. He was sentenced to seven years but was paroled after serving five years. Parnell was not charged with the numerous sexual assaults on Steven Stayner and other boys because most of them occurred outside the jurisdiction of the Merced county prosecutor or were by then outside the statute of limitations. The Mendocino County prosecutors, acting almost entirely alone, decided not to prosecute Parnell for the sexual assaults that occurred in their jurisdiction. This is likely due to the prosecutors' belief that they were "protecting" Stayner because rape and molestation victims were seen as "damaged goods." They may also have felt that they were respecting the Stayner parents' reluctance to discuss Parnell's crimes because of the stigma of male sexual abuse.  Poorman, who had helped abduct Timmy White, and Ervin Murphy were convicted of lesser charges. Both claimed they knew nothing of the sexual assaults on Steven. Barbara Mathias was never arrested.  Stayner remembered the kindness "Uncle" Murphy had shown him in his first week of captivity while they were both under the influence of Parnell's manipulation, and he believed that Murphy was as much Parnell's victim as Steven and Timmy were.

 

Steven Stayner's kidnapping and its aftermath prompted California lawmakers to change state laws "to allow consecutive prison terms in similar abduction cases."

 

 

After returning to his family, Stayner had trouble adjusting to a more structured household as he had been allowed to smoke, drink and do as he pleased when he lived with Kenneth Parnell.  In an interview with Newsweek shortly after he was reunited with his family, Stayner said, "I returned almost a grown man and yet my parents saw me at first as their 7-year-old. After they stopped trying to teach me the fundamentals all over again, it got better. But why doesn't my dad hug me anymore?  Everything has changed. Sometimes I blame myself. I don't know sometimes if I should have come home. Would I have been better off if I didn't?"  Stayner initially underwent brief counseling but never sought additional treatment. He also refused to disclose all the details of sexual abuse he endured while he was living with Kenneth Parnell.  In a 2007 interview, Stayner's sister Cory said that her brother did not seek counseling because their father said Stayner "didn't need any". She added, "He [Steven] got on with his life but he was pretty messed up." He was teased by other children at school for being molesed and eventually dropped out. Stayner began to drink 

frequently and suppressed his true feelings. He was eventually kicked out of the family home and his relationship with his father remained strained.

 

In 1985, Stayner married 17-year old Jody Edmondson.  The couple had two children, Ashley and Steven, Jr. Jody Edmondson later said that having a family of his own helped Stayner find some peace although he still blamed himself for being abducted. In his final years, Stayner worked with child abduction groups, spoke to children about stranger danger and granted interviews about his kidnapping.[22] He later joined The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints just before his death. At the time of his death, Stayner was living in Merced, California and working at Pizza Hut.

 

On September 17, 1989, Stayner was driving home from work on a rainy afternoon when his motorcycle collided with a car that pulled into traffic from a side road in Merced, California. He sustained fatal head injuries and died at the Merced Community Medical Center shortly thereafter. At the time of the accident, Stayner was driving without a license and was not wearing a helmet.  The driver who struck Stayner fled from the scene and later surrendered to police shortly before Stayner's funeral.  On September 20, Stayner's funeral was held and 500 people attended including 14-year-old Timmy White who was one of Stayner's pallbearers.

Samantha Runnion, a 5-year-old southern California girl, was snatched July 15, 2002, by a stranger outside her apartment while she played with a friend. Samantha went kicking and screaming, as her mother had taught her to do, but her efforts were for naught. The tiny, nude body of the little girl was found the next day by a hiker in Cleveland National Forest, 50 miles north of her Stanton, Calif. home..

Elizabeth Smart, a gregarious 14-year-old middle school student, spent the evening of June 4, 2002, with her family at a school function where she received awards for academics and physical fitness.  Elizabeth was scheduled to play the harp that night, but arrived late and was unable to perform.

 

She was snatched on June 5, 2002, at age 15, by a man who said God told him to make her his second wife, Smart was threatened, bound and raped daily for the nine months that she was missing. Her story is remarkable not only because she was found alive after so long, but because she ultimately would testifiy against her captors.

The sum of Joseph Smith's prospects in life added up to zero as he sat in a car in Sarasota, Fla., on Feb. 1, 2004, with a bag of cocaine and a hypodermic needle in his lap.  After a decade as an on-again, off-again addict, Smith's drug habit was very much on again. As a result of his latest relapse, he had been run out of his comfortable home in North Sarasota by his wife and fired from his job as an auto mechanic.  Smith, 37, was flopping with friends who had loaned him their car, a 12-year-old Buick, so he could score his fix.

On the afternoon of December 4, 1972, Stayner was approached on his way home from school by a man named Ervin Edward Murphy, an acquaintance of Kenneth Parnell. Murphy, described by those who knew him as a trusting, naïve, and simple-minded man, had been enlisted by convicted child rapist Parnell (who had passed himself off as an aspiring minister to Murphy) into helping him abduct a young boy so that Parnell could "raise him in a religious-type deal," as Murphy later stated.

Acting on instructions from Parnell, Murphy passed out gospel tracts to boys walking home from school that day and, after spotting Stayner, claimed to be a church representative seeking donations. Stayner later claimed that Murphy

asked him if his mother would be willing to donate any items to the church; when the boy replied that she would, Murphy then asked Stayner where he lived and if he would be willing to take Murphy to his home. After Stayner agreed, a white Buick driven by Parnell pulled up, and Stayner willingly climbed into the car with Murphy. Parnell then drove a confused Stayner to his cabin in nearby Catheys Valley instead.  (Unbeknownst to Stayner, Parnell's cabin was located only several hundred feet from his maternal grandfather's residence.)

A True Story:  I KNOW MY FIRST NAME IS STEVEN

KIDDY PORN - A MUTY MILLION DOLLAR INDRUSTRY

A few years back, I think in the early 80's, we working with children who were raped, molested, neglected and abused. We were going to local schools and talking to children in special education and problem children.  Anything that involved children, we got involved.  Our program was called, "Kids For Christ Foundation" which was a great organization.  Not because the Lord put it on my heart to start, but because it helped a lot of children.

 

I needed something and I went in to a news store to get it, as it was close by.  As I looked for what I wanted I couldn't help but see a boy standing by the book rack looking through a magazine that he was trying to hide inside another one. As I got closer I seen nude pictures in it.  There was a full rack of them.  On one of the shelves there were paper back books.  I picked one of them up and it was a story about a dad who took his son to a motel room to have sex with him. It didn't have pictures like the magazines had, it had drawings of the little guy with his father molesting him.  I about fell out.

 

I went to the counter and complained about that stuff being out in plain site and children standing and looking at it.  There were schools, a library, play ground, churches and a christian school all right there around the store.  They kept school supplies right next to those magazines and books so when children went to get something for school, they would stop to look at them.  Some of the older kids would buy them.  I seen talking to the people at the counter did no good.  It was like water rolling of a duck's back.

 

I went back the second time and I talked to an older gentleman this time about it.  He wanted to know what I wanted him to do about it.  I said it would be good if they were to build a couple walls, put the adult materiel behind it and post a sign on the door that read, "Adults Only."  All the good it done.

 

During our next board meeting I talked to our board about it and suggested we talk to the City Council about it.  I went to the mayor about it and told him what I would like to see done is build some walls and put the stuff behind it.  All the good it did there to.

 

I wasn't about to give up on it.  I thought to much of the children we were working with and others in our community. I went to one of the city counscil meetings, and went through everything again and jumped through their hoops.  It was like talking to a brick wall.  Even after I told them it was very easy to get a hold of child porgonophy in those magazines.  It still did no good.  They said they had no city ordnance and I should get one in another city for them to look at to go by.

 

We carried picket signs out side the store and other store that had the stuff out for children and everyone to see.  The newspaper put us on the front page again, which didn't hurt anything.  When I would take local ministers into some of the stores, the front clerk would call to the back to the manager's office and say Foster is in the store.  It didn't bother me any, I just keep walking through the store with the minister showing him what I was talking about, with the manager right behind me.  I was called everything under the sun back then.  City Counscil and everyone who sold that stuff didn't like me too well.  They wasn't to concerned about the children, they liked the money that came from it.

 

I belonged to a Colishon For Concerned Citizens in Columbus, OH at the time.  We fought against child pornography. It was really bad back then and is even worse today.  Things hasn't changed any since them, it has grown bigger and bigger, not just in our country, but all over the world.  It seems that things wax worse and worse all the time.  Our children aren't safe anywhere anymore. 

 

I was invited to a meeting in Cincinnati, OH concerning child porn and we went.  There were a few hundred people there.  Attorneys, law enforcement, FBI, ministers, lay members, school teachers and more at this meeting.  Most of them were retired.

There had two separate rooms set up, one for the ladies and one for the men.  It the rooms they had leaflets, pictures, pamphlets, books and magazines filled with child pornography.  It would absolute make you sick to your atomic to see some of it.  There were little boys and girls, teenagers and adults involved in some of the most ungodly acts a person could ever see in their life time.  This is where I learned about snuff films. (Films of children forced to have sex acts with adults and sometime during the act, the adult would cut their throat.)

 

They had two separate rooms set up, one for the ladies and one for the men.  It the rooms they had leaflets, pictures, pamphlets, books and magazines filled with child pornography.  It would abseluty make you sick to your stomic to see some of it.  There were little boys and girls, teenagers and adults involved in some of the most ungodly acts a person could ever see in their life time.  This is where I learned about snuff films. (Films of children forced to have sex acts with adults and sometime during the act, the adult would cut their throat.)

 

There were ladies coming out of the room crying their eyes out, as were men.  I got a city ordnance while at the meeting to take back to our city counsel.   I took the city ordnance to the next meeting and all I got from them was, this is a new ordnance and it hasn't been effect very long to see how it works.  They always had some excuse not to do anything about it.

 

It was just before Christmas when we went to another meeting.  A doctor who served on our board went with me to this meeting.  They asked just what it was we want.  I purchased some of the magazines that was in the store and took them with me to show them.  As I went around the table giving each of the members one, the mayor spoke up and asked what I was doing.  He said I was embarrassing the ladies with that stuff.  I said, how do you think other people felt who went in the store with their, children, their minister and friend?  One of the magazines had a woman on the front cover with perforated panties on.  It said, pill my panties off and see what is under neath.  The doctor stood up and said, "Mayor, we don't want our children to go in this store and see this."  Pill my panties off and see what is under neath."

 

Somewhere along the way I found out that it was one of the city counsel. members who owned the story we were coming against.  Which is why they were fighting us so hard.  No doubt he was selling these magazines and adult material to children and if it was put behind a wall with Adults only displayed, he wouldn't make much money.

 

They wanted to know if that is all I had to say, as they stretched their arms.  It's Christmas time and we all have things to do.  I said, I have only one question, I said I just want to know if so and so who serves on the city council the same person who owns the store.  You could have heard a pin drop, and all of a sudden they all started talking, one of them said you are in trouble now.  I said was does this person serving on the counsel own the store.  And all this was being aired live on the radio.  It made big headlines in the newspaper the next day, but of course the man's name wasn't mentioned.  Politics you know.  The store finally had to close.

 

I found out over the years what the city counsel. member meant when he said I was in trouble now.  We never could find out who, but I was threatened, my family was threatened, I lost the job I loved so much after 13 years, I was bypassed on another job and it goes on.  I will turn 67 next week, that was about 20 years ago and it is still hanging over me.  I could no doubt write a book just on that.

 

What I am interested in now is warning parents and children of what goes on in the lives of our children.  How they suffer, the dangers facing them and what to look out for.

 

We know what happens to children taken by child molesters in our country, but they are take for other reasons.  There are those who take them for greed.  They are sold to foreign countries and used to make child porn, snuff films, sex slaves and sacrifices. Can you imagine how a children must feel being taken by a stranger and worse, a family member, and sold to someone in a foreign country?  On top of that someone has their way with them by someone they can't understand.  They don't know what is going on.  They are hungry, scared and missing mom.  It makes me sick just thinking about it.

 

The reason I am telling you these things is to help keep you on your toes.  This happened to the children in the pictures below.  Only the Lord knows what they have gone through, where they are and if they are still on this earth.  Parents, please be extra careful with your children, know where they are every minute of the day, children, don't trust anyone and learn the safety rules and guide lines in this book.

KIDNAPPED CHILDREN

CHILDREN IN PORN

CHILDREN MISSING

The pictures in the slide shows below are of children who have been kidnapped, molested, used in porn & snuff films and are missing.  Some pictures are graphic, may be offinceive to some and could cause some to have bad dreams about these children.  We are living in a sick and perverted world and Satan loves to destroy lives, espically our children.  We wanted you to see just a little of what our children suffer through in our country.  Please lift these children up in your prayers when you pray.

The streets were nearly abandoned at Super Bowl game time. But a figure walking on the sidewalk a girl caught his eye.  Her blonde hair was pulled back. She was wearing a tight red top and blue jeans. She toted a backpack. Now and then, the girl broke into a trot for a few steps, as though she were late for something.

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Smith tracked the girl for a short time, then positioned his car to intercept her as she took a shortcut through an isolated spot behind a car wash.  He got out of the car and strode toward her. She tried to shy away.  But he grasped her firmly by the arm and led her away to the Buick for the last car ride she would ever have.

True Story about Joseph Smith, his

Cocaine Adiction & a little blond girl.

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Cheaded Out Of Childhood

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