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Today marks 9 years, 8 months, and 14 days since Dolores Maxwell passed away.
It has been 9 years, 10 months, and 16 days since Dolores was rushed to Wexford General Hospital, where she later died.
9 years, 9 months, and 7 days marks the time since the first statement (among many to follow) made by Dolores' solicitor, Joseph Bowe of Beauchamps Solicitors, that he would seek Dolores' financials and other records once he had the authority to do so – when either Dolores' Enduring Power of Attorney was registered or the Grant of Probate was received. He has never done so despite requests from Dolores' beneficiaries.
9 years, 2 months, and 11 days since the Grant of Probate for Dolores' estate.
8 years, 1 months, and 6 days since Dolores' last asset, her house, was sold. None of Dolores' three executors have given any indication of when her estate will be wound up.
Today marks 8 years, 7 months, and 2 days since Dolores' solicitor and co-executor of her estate was informed about serious flaws in the administration of her estate.
After being informed 11 months and 10 days previously of the serious irregularities in the administration of Dolores' estate, her solicitor and co-executor Joseph Bowe finally responded with a flat denial of any knowledge of what he was plainly and directly informed of and subsequently asked about several times during that period by beneficiaries of Dolores' state. After issuing that flat denial, Mr Bowe has since resumed his silence, even as further very serious issues with the administration of Dolores' estate have been identified.
At this point, it's been 7 years, 6 months, and 19 days since Saoirse's letter was delivered to the Managing Partner of Beauchamps Solicitors, John White, with a simple request of his intentions regarding the flawed administration of Dolores' estate:
“… can you please advise what steps if any, you as Managing Partner of Beauchamps Solicitors, or Beauchamps Solicitors plan to take.”There is ought but silence for a response.
7 years, 7 months, and 23 days ago the three members of the Division of the Solicitors Disciplinary Tribunal that decided Saoirse's complaint were invited to illuminate or at least comment on what we perceive as their bizarre decision of “No Misconduct” in the case of Dolores' solicitors. Silence reigns.
“Thirty seven” is the number of individuals that have corroborated the abuse Dolores and or Cecil suffered from their youngest son Ethan Maxwell to date.
Those who witnessed various aspects of this abuse include:
– Dolores' children
– At least four of Dolores grandchildren
– Former family physicians
– Neighbours in Deansgrange, Finglas and Rosslare
– Friends of neighbours
– Family friends
– Health Providers
– A former member of An Garda Síochána
In addition, many of these same individuals and others have themselves suffered from Ethan Maxwell's abusive nature, including various attempts at intimidation, financial scams, threats and extortion.
John Costello, Beauchamps Solicitors – “The Laws and Legal Issues Affecting Persons With Disabilities”, includes a section on Elder Abuse.
Even Stalin in the dark days of the Soviet Union couldn't top Ireland in the percentage of it's people put into mental institutions. Excellent RTE documentary by Mary Raftery in two parts:
Watch Behind The Walls Part 1
Behind The Walls Part 2
Sad but true: Ireland's mental health policy is informed by the 140–year old Lunacy Regulation (Ireland) 1871 act. Despite decades of abusive mental health practices by the State and calls for reform by human rights groups and mental health advocates, it remains in effect.
Annual report of SafeIreland –
Violence towards women and children in Ireland increases yet again.
Typical Ireland – Kill your wife and collect her estate
In production—featuring views from:
Carsten Kohl (HSE Elder Abuse Senior Case Worker)
On Sunday 26 September 2010, Dolores' youngest son called Dolores' Home Care Assistant,
who spent a 1/2 hour every weekday morning helping Dolores.
Dolores' youngest son informed the HCA that Dolores would not be needing her services
for the upcoming week. You see, Dolores was going to spend the week with him in Bray, and
they were in route that very moment in his car. Yes, Dolores was sitting in the car with him.
Hmm. Now that's odd.
Dolores was actually in Wexford General Hospital, barely alive. Her youngest son had signed
all the admittance forms hours earlier, informing the hospital that none of Dolores' children,
grandchildren, relatives or anyone else were to be notified or allowed to visit Dolores.
Curious. How very curious indeed.
Two days after Dolores entered Wexford General Hospital, her youngest son was using her credit card.
That's not curious at all. On the contrary, it was predictable. He had been using Dolores' credit and
debit cards and some of her financial accounts as his own personal ATM for quite a while.
Now we should mention that all of Dolores' financial institutions confirmed that no one except Dolores
had authorization to use them. No one. Even her solicitor confirms this.
Dolores Maxwell was a frugal woman who was known to wear clothes that her daughters
had left behind when they moved out of the house. Generous with charities and those in
need, she was loathe to spend money on herself.
Her solicitor and co-executor of her estate knew her well enough to acknowledge this
“…I mean, was she taking out cash all over the place, it wouldn't be like your mother…”
We don't think Dolores was "taking cash out all over the place." Not at all.
Yet it is undeniable that money was flying out of Dolores' accounts in the
months before her death. During one four month period a single account saw transactions
that averaged over €10,000 per week.
This was of course brought to the attention of Dolores' solicitor/executor a few months
after Dolores' death in 2010. Despite his many, many (recorded) statements that Dolores'
financial records would be sought and investigated once the Grant of Probate was registered,
enquiries about this from her beneficiaries are met with silence, or a flat denial that he
ever knew about these things.
Less than two weeks before Dolores entered Wexford General Hospital, her youngest
son called Eircom, Ireland's land line provider, and had her phone number changed. He
told them it was because of “harrassing calls.”
Her youngest son had spent the last year and a half (following her husband Cecil's
death) isolating Dolores from her friends and family and interposing himself into the
minutest areas of Dolores' life. He transferred some of her property to himself, put
himself on her state-subsidised phone and electricity accounts, and even took control
of her state-subsidised rubbish bin account.
Neither the Public Health Nurse, her children, brother or relatives in the UK could
reach her reliably by phone before Ethan had the number changed, let alone
after. Dolores' mobile number was changed some time earlier and, according to her daughter
Sophie, Dolores was provided with three different mobiles by Ethan.
These mobile numbers were not given out to friends or loved ones.
Even more interesting is the fact that two weeks into Dolores' hospitalization, her youngest
son had her phone service disconnected, cut off her electricity, heat and alarm system, and
even cut off the water to her house.
Dolores was rushed to Wexford General Hospital in the wee hours of 26 September 2010.
The next two weeks saw her youngest son continue his “management” of her home.
When access to Dolores' house was finally gained in November 2010, her home was more
remarkable for what wasn't there, rather than what was there. There was no electricity, heat,
phone service, monitoring/alarm service, or water.
And other than her clothes, there was very little to indicate that Dolores had spent the
last five years of her life living there.
Her favourite chair, that sat near the fire, was gone – broken in pieces and skipped
by her youngest son.
There were no bills, or letters, or cards. There were no reminders or records of doctors'
appointments, even though a followup visit for her broken arm had been scheduled for the same
week she was admitted to Wexford General. There was no record or receipt of her visit to her GP
less than two days before she entered Wexford General.
No phone bills. No statements from her financial institutions. No keys to the back garden gate,
or the storage shed. Her beloved glass greenhouse was gone.
No messages on the answering machine.
Property belonging to the HSE which was there before Dolores entered the hospital was missing,
Her youngest son may have been a bit too frantic in preparing her house, however.
Stuck to the bottom of her damp outside rubbish bin were some torn up financial statements. More
statements and financial information were found in the back of her fireplace, scorched and burned –
partially burned, that is.