To whom it may concern:

Let me get right to the point. Glenda's will had a purpose when we went to Counselor Laura Bamond. First Glenda had had a lifetime of bad treatment by one of her sons, Scott Graubard. This goes way back to years before I met her, but talk is what we did. We told each other every detain from our past right through what each cat did today. It is common knowledge that we grew as close as any two people could get in the last 17 years of the almost 20 that we have been together. I myself have never spent a night away from our house at 6391 1st Avenue N here in Saint Petersburg in nearly 15 years with the only exception being the 9 days that I was hospitalized at Bay Pines with gall bladder complications.

In all the years of our relationship I personally witnessed Scott use Betty Fogel (Glenda's mother, his grandmother), for a provider of a place to bring all his family for vacations on Miami Beach. To my knowledge Scott never paid nor offered to pay any of his stays at the condo on the beach, and I have no proof but it is family knowledge that loans were made to him which a single penny was never returned. During those visits to "Mom Mom" as Mrs Fogel was known to the family, she always took them to dinners at nice places on the Beach and never asked Scott for a penny. To the best of my knowledge he never offered. One incidence is brought to mind that hurt Glenda very deeply. It was the first meeting with her grandson Josh. Glenda asked if she could take Josh to dinner so she could get to know him a little. Scott told her "no". When Betty Fogel no longer could drive, Scott asked Glenda to give him the Oldsmobile. It was in very good to excellent shape. He claimed that he had no car and that car had sentimental value. Scott was given the car. Scott and his family moved to St. Petersburg in 2004, driving a fancy truck and a mini-van. They bought a house about 2 miles away from ours and Glenda hoped for a better relationship finally, and more chance to see and visit with her now 5 grandchildren. One time we were permitted to take Josh to dinner at Chili's for a chance to get to know him. That was the first and last such visit. Scott was no more close now than he had been when they lived in Ohio. Finally he got a job offer in the Cayman Islands and after making several good-bye dinner reservations with Glenda and broke them all as "something came up" he and his family moved.

This was a final slap as far as Glenda was concerned so she contacted Maria who was her son Andrew's wife and had always treated Glenda and I nicely. Her brother Robert is an important lawyer in the Latin community of Miami. Glenda commissioned him to make sure that Scott was disinherited. The actual job should have been a will but Robert's young son fresh from school had Glenda execute a quit claim deed in favor of the two sons that she didn't want disinherited. It was the wrong thing to do because the property taxes on our home went up, way up and there was no longer a Senior $25,000 exemption. After her complaint being brushed aside by the Miami people Glenda found Counselor Bamond who has an office about five miles from our home. This lawyers main job was to get the mess reversed but instead of erasing the Miami transaction and making a new will leaving Scott Graubard nothing, she told Glenda that a life estate for Glenda would be easier and was the way to go. I was there in her office and I thought it seemed like a good idea. The purpose was achieved. Taxes back down, save our homes included, and now a double $25,000 exemption would be eligible. There was much said to me and to both Randy and Andrew about me and how to let me live in our home and help me monthly with the bills that I couldn't pay when Glenda was with me and we split most if them. I have copies of budgets where we split expenses. For 14+ years just while in this home we went to dinner on Monday and Friday every week. We split the bill. We went to Wal-Mart and each bought personal items for ourselves. We went every week. This is the kind of couple we were. We did things together and most times split the bill.

I had my aortic valve replaced in March of 1993. I developed type two diabetes. Somewhere about that time I developed COPD (they call it emphysema) and my lung capacity is less than 50%. I qualified for early retirement which was changed to Social Security when I turned 62. I have had 15 years on the valve. I explain all of this because my own will gave everything I own to Glenda and her sons. There is a provision for some paintings that my mother, who passed over 30 years ago, had from her little art gallery in Texas to go to my son Lewis Steven Sterling. I fully expected to die first. Glenda expected it.. I told her often enough. Glenda and I had a lot of conversations about the outside chance that I would be the one left. She even told the two sons that have an interest in her estate how she wanted things to go. A good example is the two 2002 Toyota Camrys carried in her name. One is mine. I traded in a 1994 Camaro and made payments on it for 4 years. Insurance is cheaper with the multiple car discount. Tags come due at the same time. As to the insurance and tags, I always paid for mine and Glenda only drove my car one time and said her more plush XLE was best for her. At the moment that car has 11,800 miles on it and they were all put on by me except about 10. When the will was written she instructed me to see that Randy got her Camry if she were by any chance to pass first. Things change. Randy had gone through a period of job searching and his old car had been less than dependable. Randy has a good position and has since replaced that troublesome car so the disposition of her XLE is still in discussion. It is not up to me but I just have to put in this that Glenda never told me contrary than Randy gets that car. The will served the purpose it was intended to do but it never was intended to be all inclusive for the reasons I have explained. There is more I'm sure. You don't live with a person for almost 20 years without much of your lives intertwining. To their credit, her sons know about her real wishes and are trying to address them as they know their mother wanted her wishes carried out regardless of what is left out of that limited will. Additionally I have to say that neither Glenda nor I thought when she left for the hospital on January 14th that it would turn out to be a one way trip. I still look at the list of things that she took for her hospital stay, and since I visited her every day she would call me in the morning and ask me to bring other items. When the lump under her tongue was diagnosed as cancer, we both knew it would be a long haul to recovery. One day she gave me instructions to have our friend and ex-housekeeper Jerri Lynn Fritz in once a month to spell me with the cleaning. The will says that her cats are to go to Randy but they are almost 16 and require too much attention for a working person to be able to do. Glenda would have never written either Randy or Andrew out of her will. I also know that she knows this will all work out and it won't be too many years before we are united forever.

Gene R. Sterling

**** updated information as of 2 years later****

I can tell you that I enlisted some help from Scott when the youngest son became greedy and showed his true self. Andrew shot him down in flames with a threat to do as much as he could do to me. Scott said that he tried to help me not be thrown out of my home that I shared with his mother for over 15 tears, and as part of our sharing I made the mortgage payments, but Scott had to back off. Andrew gutted all of my and Glendas things from our home and I was forced to get a small apartment so he could get the house sold and get his hands on as much as he could. He said I would receive payment for my tool boxes full of good tools, power tools, paintings from my mothers gallery, and much small stuff. I received $200 when they settled with Andrew. My protests got the same disinterest as all else except now Andrew never speaks or writes and Randy is my only contact. Randy never got the XLE Camry nor accepted those beautiful cats. I am getting by still with my health problems and now am an insulin dependent diabetic.

Are you one of Scotts old friends from Pa? The last time I heard from Scott was 2 years ago when he had found a job in the Cayman islands. Scott was a user but far more pleasant to talk to or be with than Andrew. That's all the rest of the story. I'm just living out my days with memories of a woman who saved my life, literally, 2 times. She was healthy with no smoking, drinking, drugs, and took vitamins of all kinds to stay healthy and got inoperable cancer. When Andrew went back to Miami he said of his dear mother "We said our goodbyes". You say Scott is now back in Pa from Grand Cayman?