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Patrick Anthony Pontillo
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Time for Another Renaissance
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A Belated Note of Attribution: The heavy equipment operator who saved my life.

The excavator shown here was used to save my life during an Army Corps of Engineers' project on a January day, in the Snowbelt of Pennsylvania.  That was when the days would start in the -30 degree wind chill range.  His name was Tony Nardi, and he was a elder heavy equipment operator.  

I was caught in a trench wall collapse, while preparing to install more pipe, at the Colonel Crawford State Park, near Meadeville.  During that project I would operate heavy equipment and also go into the trenches to install the pipe we were laying. Believe it or not, we used lazer technology to install the pipe, and this meant that I spent my trench time looking downward and hardly ever looking upward.

Well, while preparing another stretch of trench, I suddenly heard people at the edge of the trench calling out to me, saying that the wall was falling.  When I looked up, it looked like a big Pacific Ocean wave coming down on me.  So, I ran as fast as I could to the exit point.  And yes, I was working without the required shoring at the time. For whatever reason, the shoring didn't arrive.  So, I was a sitting duck for the day.

Anyway, I ran away from Ground Zero fast enough to only get caught up to my hips.  If the earth climbed any higher, the tons of dirt would have been so tight around my chest that I would have suffocated.  I wouldn't have been able to have expanded my chest. 

Tony prevented the rest of the trench wall from collapsing on me, while I was being dug out.  I was doing some of the digging, in the attempt to speed things-up.  All in all, if it weren't for Tony Nardi, I wouldn't be here right now.  

Incidentally, when you are caught in a trench-wall collapse comprising tons of earth, the sensation that you vividly feel is Circulation Cut-off. It felt as if a tourniquet were wrapped around me.

Tony and I operated heavy equipment simultaneously in a couple of government contract jobs.  He was a nice presence to have on a site, to say the least.  

When I was first operating heavy equipment, he would give me safety tips, being that I would hot-dog it and cowboy it up, with my pieces of heavy equipment.  Anyway, Tony needed to be made known for what he did for me on an instant's notice.  It wasn't until recently that I found out that he left us, having done so a few years ago.  Tony left this life having been a literal life-saver.  He needed to be publicly given the credit for it.
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I've repeatedly been the victim of copyright infringement to the point of finding the entirety of two of my sites pirated and placed on another website.  I found a lengthy article of mine on Google for Kids in its entirety, mainly because I wrote it simplistically enough for a 12 year old to understand.  I've had some of my church corruption articles copied and pasted onto a couple sites of those emotionally disturbed, and I found that my Febreze article was also posted on another site in its entirety without my consent or even knowledge.

Well, one of the disturbed individuals who was marred by the clergy abuse scandal stole a long overture article of mine about Cardinal Donald Wuerl of Washington DC.  This one individual calls himself: rape-victims-of-the-Catholic-Church, as if he speaks for all.  Even at that, most clergy abuse casualties were not rape victims.  They were seduced.  They were corrupted by those who should have sought their sanctity.  

None the less, the disturbed individual who stole my overture to Wuerl's corruption told me that he wanted to burn down every Catholic Church in existence.  I told him that I didn't want him to copy and paste my works, and to only post the link(s) to it.  But no.  He had to rob me.

Next, he used the Wordpress robot in a way that caused suspicion of me.  The robot stated "Posts about (Fill in the name of the topic) written by (fill in the name of the Wordpress blogger.)  Well, the mentally disturbed individual used my entire name and his fraudulently misrepresented name of rape-victims-of-the-rcc (roman catholic church) in the Wordpress robot.   It made it sound as if a bunch of rape victims were writing about what I did to them.

Of course, when you would open the link (which is now blocked by Wordpress), you would see only my Cardinal Wuerl overture, and not even an introduction of the article.  There were NO posts written about me.  There were no rape victims writing about me.  There was only a thief who stole my Donald Wuerl overture article and posted it on his site.  There were no rape victims writing about me.  There was only me writing about Cardinal Donald Wuerl. 

The bottom line is this:  At present, as of 2014, I have THREE SECURITY CLEARANCES, including the FBI Clearance.  The Jpeg certificates of them came in handy when I discovered what the mentally ill individual named Frank LaFerriere did to my intellectual property and name.

I had people pay me an unfriendly visit, on account of the evidence I gathered against Wuerl and his former personal secretary.  I risked my safety for what was right and a this is the thanks I get from clergy abuse casualties.  I must tell you that they are a very ungrateful lot who seem not to have the phrase, "Thank you" in their vocabulary.  If I had it to do over again, I wouldn't have wasted my time and money trying to help any of them.  Trying to help them did more harm than good.  It was a waste of time.
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