Letter th o.my Attorney Ford Greene of San Anselmo

I had a great day on the beach, whales were breaching the bay before and as it got dusk I walked and carried my aging doxie on my back a quarter mile or so the parking lot and I get mistaken for being homeless and possibly robbing car and being disabled I walk hunched over and funny and the police took advantage of the situation and predetermed that I was either drunk or hijacking or robbing  a car of which mine is a classic 1999, sport SUV, with crome rims, fuel injection, rack and pinion steering and better then the car the police in my opinion and just got to the car and was just sitting and resting after a long hike from Little Beach and my back was and is in vertual pain all the time from back breaking work on the waterfront for some twenty years since my wife was forced to leave me after marrying into the Kettenhofen family and giving then three grandchildren by thier treat of disheritance and conervativeship on my wife and so signed over my community property to her and thus making her a sole millionaire, for her father owned the I.C.B. building and other landmarks in Marin and elsewhere and was former supervisior of Marin and knew the judges in my divorce and I would not show up and let her take the children to and survived salvaging and recycling on the waterfront until I was disabled and reached Social Security age with a little bit of disability from the State of California and so sitting in my sport SUV and looking like I didn't belong to such a nice vehicle, when the female cop came up out of the dark with no warning and not noticing them in the lot and started banging on my window and the key was not even in the egnition yet to the best of my memory being almost seventy years old now and the other officer started sear h my car from outside with his flashlight and spotted an open container out of reach in the back that I forgot to cover after making a screw driver in a container of which I didn't even finnish while talking to a local and enjoying the day, the female officer yelled "are you drunk" in a very insulting way like I was shit maybe because I had the longest beard and walked with a limp and doggie in my back pack and then the other officer rudley told me to put my hands on the wheel while they had a flashlight on me and decided to turn on my video phone to document what was happening for I didn't understand and a hell broke loose as guns or a gun was pulled and clicked in my hearing and was dragged out of the SUV and thrown to the ground without asking any questions of which I was trying to be reasonable with them and even joked about the officer asking if it was water of votka and my last words as I hit the ground were "Oh God" and he starting yelling "Roll over, Roll over", like I was a dog to impress his you g female partner no doubt and I never resisted them at all and complied and then he went through my pack and took my medical marijunna and funny, he left the votka in car and said that he was going to tow my car and take my little doggie to, so to speak and all the way to police station they were playing loud rock and roll music and I was yelling for them to turn it off or down and take me to Marin General for a blood test to prove that I was not drunk and they refused and then at the station the man in charge threw me down again, while not resisting but asking what I was being booked for and was told resisting arrest and kept asking the arresting officer "resisting arrest" I don't understand what arrest and on what charge and didn't understand for three days until I looked up the code / interfering with the duty of an officer and meanwhile I was left without medical attention medication and food and without a bed or blanket from the time of booking around eight or nine p.m..till they finnally let me make bail the next day around three in the afternoon, without blanket in a bare cell for a this time and they wouldn't let md make a phone call for attorney of bail in some righteen hours with only a baloney sandwhich towards the end and all the police wouldn't answer any questions.  like how long can one be locked up without a bed, food or medicine or phone call and a female deputy gave me a hand signel "four hours" and nobody would listen to my pleas and while a man was crying for help for hours in another bunkless cell and was ignored until the Grand Jury was about to arrive and they took him to another cell and apparently  shot him up with something, to keep his mouth shut from his pain, until the jury came and I pleaded with them that this place is insane and I haven't even been able to make a phone ca since the night before, or blanket or food or medicine for some eighteen hours, all toll when they came to see the conditions of the jail which was horrible and after, it was a nut house with jaded police and eventually it cost me $750.00 to get my car back and $250.00 fir Aladin Bail Bonds, great lady by the and my exwife vouced for me as I oaid by credit card at the station by phone with the help of one kind officer and my dog cost $30.00 to bail and miraculously they put up $300.00, for my dog to have dental work for she is licensed by the Human Society as and entertainment dog while fund raising for our newly, formed waterfront church in Sausalito after loosing our meeting place at the Senior Center and looking for a new location to meet and having a this on my mind and heart and needed to escape to the peace of the beach and take some time off and also Doug Storms was and still is my co-pastor, untill we find a new meeting place in town or maybe Tennessee Valley Inprovement club, us all time lost fund raising from the trama and ordeal and I couldn't or didn't eat solid food for forty days and nights and only taking liquids and some broth with vegie powder in the evenings, when hunger or heath demanded and my second such fast this past year and partially protesting the horrible food the give yo the inmates, who need real brain food and fresh vegtables and finnally I am an activist minister and C.E.O. of the New Covenant Evangelistic Association, Inc a 501c3 non profit church orginization and Reverand Douglous Storms is Secretary and my grown and Univercity Grad children's mother Becky Romanowsky and member of the Ernest Niles Kettenhofen family and finnally yes I have been arrested before for non violent civil disobidience  and falsly charged with disturbing the peace and never, ever have I fought with or resisted arrest in the past and only be laying down to be carried  away in body bag or chains and leather straps and have no crimminal adult record since eighteen years old and remember Martin Luther King was arrested 29 times for his non violent civil disobedience and I have never struggled with police for that is futile....to be continued by Peter Romanowsky

Sausalito Waterfront Church fund raising

https://www.gofundme.com/manage/food-for-poor-and-church-rent

Golden Gate San Francisco Police Assault on citizen...

After a day at the beach I walked back to my car a quarter mile, with my wienner dog on my back, I got to my Sport SUV and qas suddenly accosted in the day by a young male and female officers and was insulted by saying and not asking "Have you been drinking" and started searching my vehicle with flashlight or warrent and then telling or started ordering me around and I turned on my cellphone yo record the incident and then this is what happened and violenrly arrested me for resisting arrest even though I wasn't under arrested for  anything ....arrested for resisting arrest while I wasn't arrested for anything...go figure... I have...!!! Signed not Stupid

Marin County Sheriffs Department

Was arrested for interfering with an officer duty...false charge will fight...maximum  penalty is $1000.00...but they towed my car, took my dog...pulled me put of the car after a gun was pulled to.my head for reaching for my cell phone ... and threw me on the ground...at the Marin County Jail I was forced violently on tje ground again and put onto the tank for 18 hours with no food or mefical attention or phone calls until 18 hours and made bail $2000.00 paid bondmen $215 , took my medical.marijuanna .
left me for 18 hours witout  blanket of bed or anything so I used toilet paper eventually to stay warm by covering the bare floor.
.sleep deprivation for 18 hours ...signed disabled senior citizen...

Sausalito wayerfront church services

After signing away my community property after 16 years of marriage and three children my wife was pressured to divorce me for being a worthless pastor and preacher compared to thier multi-millionaire lifestyle and I survived virtually  pennyless by mainly dumpster diviing for around twenty years and by salvaging and recycling out of dumpsters to the tune of seventy five dumpsters a day....after injuring my back finnally from all the heavy lifting and recycing mental, glass and marine batterries,  as well as dragging for anchors in the bay I had to become a waterfront on the dock of the bay street artist and minister to the tourists with my preforming dogs Caji and my present dog Diamond for the next ten years to survive and  eventually I got disability for my back and qualified for Social Security at age 65, then I rented a meeting hall and kichen and bought food for up to thirty too forty people a week during our church services  on Sundays and substisted the rent also for the meeting hall to the tune of around $800.00 a month for the next two snd a half  years with my co minister amd I conducting services for the poorest of the poor in Sausalito,  before recently being kicked out by the Park Director and accused of bringing the poor and needy to church at the Sausalito City Halll meeting room and kichen which we rented and never got behind the rent  and was accused of bringing down the neigborhood with the poor and needy because of a few bums that the police refused to deal with...paypal.me/PeterRomanowsky presently I am resting for our next move to get back into the meeting room and to continue having church, even if it means that we can't have church dinners anymore for the poorest of the poor,  even through some are just plain idiots and loud mouths who contribute nothing and the Apostel Paul  taught  to feed your enemies and the ungrateful...415 374 0734 text me for more information ...

Missionary survey of Egypt culture 1970's by Peter Romanowsky

Missionary Journal into Egypt on scouting mission 1970's by Peter Romanowsky and a rough draft before I forget to document an important event in my life while my inlaws thought I was a fool...this was no luxery cruise up the Nile River...but an intense survey of future missionary activity and this late in coming journal is the ground work for future missionary activity for I allways servey a target area before entering into intebse missionary activity and as a veteran for five missions to Jerusalem alone...After my attefmpt to climb thw Great Pyrimide of Giza and feeling too cloterphobic, to go into the Pyrimde and after hearing an Egyptian telling a lie to a tour groupe that Nepolian blew thw nose odf the Sphinx and more likely the Muslims did it in thier fanaticism against art and obects and anything related to the West including Egypt and the wonder is that they didn't destroy all rhe art icons  and history and probably firgurwd that they could still make a buck out of tourism,  going back centuries and even Herodotus and Plato have to see the country of Temples as one wise man or historian once said and of course Herodotus exclamied that the Nile was the gift of Egypt and I saw with mine own eyes how blue the Nile River was and i will not go back unless I take the Nile Cruise boat to Aswan for I found Egypt to be a very primative and third world country in the 1970's...on my next survey in rhe future and even then onw might not be out of danger from Muslim extremists terrorists and a friend of mine a female doctor who aslsfo is an Anchorout took rhe Nile Cruise ship and witnessed the cook from rhw boat shor in the head for sfmughling drugs, right on the bank of the river decades ago and was so freakwd that she wore a full Burka Musdlim headdress to disguise herself and my experience was gwtying robbed of a cassette player from my back pack that I was virtually sleeping on in a crowded train heading for Aswan and remember seeing a security cop  or border control police on the train pointing to.my stuff to keep it near me and obvioulsy looking for drug smugglers, I thought in my mind and a the people once crossing rhe border from upper Egypt to lower Egypt all were  African looking with reddish dark skin and who would ever know that unless been there, for they all lookwd like President Sadat and thw lighter skinned Egyptions lived bear thw Grwat Pyrimides and the Delta and that was a eye opener to see that the oldest part of Egypt were  darker skinned but you would never know that from all the videos, picyurws and propaganda about who were the oldest or original Egyptians....to be continued http://peteromanowsky.blogspot.com

Climbing the great Pirimide of Egypy Chapter eight late sixties and early seventies time period by Peter Romanowsky

My jouney into Egpyt late sixties/early Seventies Chapter eight climbing the Great Pyrimide...after a night or two in Egypt I went straight for the Great Pyrimide and the Sphinx and I didn't go inside the Pyrimide for I wanted to climb it but it is forbidden due to so many people falling and getting hurt and so I met a young Egytian Muslim guide dressed in traditional robe and said that he would take me to the top and we went behind the Pyrimide and he had a deal with the guard of the trail going up  through the cut rocks and like a real zig zazzy trail up the edge and very rough cut and I climbed and I climbed and couldn't believe how huge the Pyrimide was and was suffering still from jet lag and lack of sleep the first night in protective custudy as a guest of the chief of police, because I was on my own and not with the protecyion of a tourist groupe and was in danger of being robbed, for I had the equvilant of up to three years wages in American money and travellers checks in a country where a hotel was $1.00 a night and gor $1.50, the suit, so to speak...and of course I didnt syasy at the Hilton or the Shepards Hotels in Cairo, were the Westerners stayed l, for I was living like an Egyption, finnally half or two thirds of the way up I had to turn back for it was too high for me the way I was tired and feeling and I said to myself that I will come back some time or day on a return jouney into Egypt and finnish the climb, the Primides don't look as big as in the pictures at first sight but try to climb one if you can find the guide behind the Pyrimide and the friendly guard to pay them. When it came time to pay off I offered five dollars and the guide was insulted and sit at me for apparently he had to pay the guard also and he told me that he has taken Congressmen up the Pyrimide and such so I just shrugged it off knowing how much five dollars was to an Egyptian and then he wanted the money and I was upset by this time and said no for spitting me,  for I was still realing from the culture shock, lack of sfleep and jet lag combination and figured I'll square it with him the next time I'm in Egypt or something, then while looking at the Great Sphinx, I heard a tour guide saying to a crowd of tourist that Neapolian blew off the nose of the Sphinx, while using it for taget practice. How stupid does he think Westerners ate believing rhat art loving Frenchmen would do such a thing, but it is easier to think that the Muslims did it and just like they stole all the casting stones that covered the Pyrimides to build thier Grand Mosque in Cairo and other structures and apparently other lesser Pyrimides and structures for building the city of Cairo, of which destroyed the beautiful white and gleeming exterior of the Pyrimides and bore a hole in the side looking for Pharoes tomb and treasures and so its said that they found none...to be continued http://peteromanowsky.blogspot.com