STATE OF OREGON
                                             )
Plaintiff,
                                             ) Case No. 00-CR-0526
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v.
                                             ) AFFIDAVIT OF ACTS
                                             ) COMMITTED ON
Brian Edward Christine,
                                             ) JULY 31, 2000
     Brian Edward Christine.
                                             )

Date: July 31, 2000
Location: Josephine County, Oregon in rear parking lot of public library:

It was Monday the 31st of July around 12:00 noonday.  I was in the privacy of our Motorhome giving food and drink to My Three Daughters when suddenly I heard a car and then someone calling in through an open window, which startled me.  I wondered who it was and why they were calling in through the window rather than knocking on the door.  I was offended at this rudeness and invasion of our privacy so I went to the door of our Home to see what these people wanted.  I was faced with two Officers armed and in blue uniform, one male and one female who informed me there had been an anonymous phone call from a man who had reported a “child” who looked dehydrated.  I wondered what man they were talking about as I had not seen or met one.  I also couldn’t understand what “child” they were referring to as I have Three Daughters and they were inside the Motorhome eating with me.

I informed the Officers that My Daughters were eating and drinking at that very moment as they must have witnessed while peering through the window.  I believed this would be adequate proof that we were not the people they were looking for and moreover that Our Daughters were not dehydrated.  However, the Officers were not satisfied, they said they wanted to see our children even though they had already seen them through the open window.  They continued to insist in seeing My Daughters.  Then they told me they wanted to talk to our children.  I asked the female Officer what my rights were and she refused to answer.  I refused to allow these armed Police Officers to come into Our Home and interrogate Our Daughters.

I returned to taking care of My Daughters’ needs believing that the Officers would now leave.  The Officers remained outside and soon an entire squad of Law Enforcement vehicles surrounded Our Home.  More armed and uniformed Officers appeared at the scene as well as other un-uniformed workers.  I became alarmed.  I was pregnant and alone with My Three Small Daughters who were becoming disturbed and frightened.  I was unable to leave or to contact for any help or counsel.

The Officers had refused to tell me my rights, the only thing that I could think of was to take My Daughters into the Library to find my husband and ask him what to do.  He was inside doing business on an internet computer.  I left for the library expecting the Officers to remain outside our Home, however several Officers followed us into the Library.  This was extremely embarrassing and humiliating especially in front of Our Daughters.  I couldn’t understand why they were following us.  We were being treated like criminals.  We had an armed Police escort into a public building .

I found Brian and told him, “these Police Officers want to talk to the girls and I know they have no right.” I was not allowed to talk to Brian about the situation because the Officers came over, cut me off and started to harass Brian.

Brian spoke with them briefly and then said we were going back to Our Home.  Again we were escorted as if under arrest.  We returned to our home which was completely surrounded and blocked in by Police Officers and Patrol Cars and what we later learned were SCF workers and vehicles.  We entered our Home but left the door open so as not to be interpreted as a threat.  Brian began to put his belongings away in order to leave.  We did not know what to do, we were very frightened.

Plain clothes but armed Detective Dan Evans began questioning Brian through the open door.  He said he wanted SCF to talk to Our Children alone.  Brian said he would only talk to the Detective because he had made no agreement with SCF and signed no contract placing us under SCF jurisdiction.  Brian then stated that we are Indiana residents, not residents of Oregon and that we were travelling.  The Detective persisted in his questioning.  Brian asked what his rights were but received no answer.  The Detective said that he was running out of time for doing things the peaceful way.  A large man in plain clothes with his left arm in a cast spoke to Brian through the open window saying, “If it were me doing the investigation, I would already have thrown Brian in jail and then I would take the kids.”

Brian asked the Detective what would happen if we did not cooperate with them.  The Detective replied that he would have to arrest Brian and drag the kids out kicking and screaming.  Brian became visibly disturbed at the mention of this being done to Our Daughters and asked me what we should do.  I was really afraid of what might happen to us if we did not cooperate, so when Brian then turned to me asking what we should do, the Detective’s threat forced me to reply “I guess we have to let them in”.  I was afraid, and I believed the Detective would do what he said.  I was unaware that his threat was a lie and that the Detective could not have legally acted upon it.

The Detective ordered us to leave Our Home.  I left, but Brian refused to leave Our Daughters alone with the strange man with a gun so he stayed where he was.  A while later, the Detective came out of Our Home and I went back in.  He said he needed to talk to Brian privately.  Brian went with him around the corner.  I did not understand what was going on.  I stayed with Our Daughters who were as confused as I was.

During this time I went to shut the door so that I could use the toilet which was situated in plain view of all outside.  The Officer refused to allow me to go to the toilet.  After the Detective was finished interrogating Brian, he came over to me and said that Brian had incriminated himself.  I didn’t know what this meant.

Brian and I went back into Our Home with Our Daughters.  We were all very traumatized.  SCF worker Sharon Jefferies stated that they were going to take Our Daughters away.  I said, “What?  You’re not taking them anywhere!” She then lied to me saying, “Oh we mean we’re just taking them to the Hospital.” I said, “My Daughters aren’t going anywhere without me or Brian!”

Having been told that Our Daughters had to be taken to the Hospital, I was then asked if we both wanted to travel with the girls.  I was not informed why My Daughters needed to go to the Hospital, nor was I asked if I would take them to a Hospital.  It was made clear that SCF was going to take My Daughters to the Hospital with or without us.

I was then surprised to learn that the Detective was going to take Brian to the Police Station to get fingerprints and information.  I became very scared and confused about what was happening and began to cry.  I had been told that both Brian and I were to go to the Hospital with Our Daughters.  I now realized that I had been deceived.  Now I was going to go the Hospital with Our Daughters and Brian was being taken away.  I wondered what kind of insanity this was?

I could tell Brian was very upset and ill.  He was too grieved to even to respond when I said “I love you.” as I got into the minivan with Our Daughters and went to the hospital.

I was completely devastated by what was happening.  Our Daughters were also showing serious signs of trauma and stress.  Bethany vomited a little on the drive to the Hospital and all of Our Daughters appeared physically weak.

At the Hospital no one offered My Daughters anything to eat but rather they were tested for everything imaginable.  I would later learn they were even given abusive and invasive sexual exams without my knowledge or consent and for no reason and with no probable cause.  Pornographic photographs were also being taken by Sharon Jefferies unbeknownst to me while I waited in the Hospital.  I did not understand what was happening.  I thought that My Daughters had been brought to the Hospital to receive help for dehydration, not to have massive blood draws, a battery of tests run on them, to be sexually abused or to have pornographic photos taken of them.  All these strange people were picking up My Daughters and doing things to them over which I had no control and had not given consent to do.  I was treated as if I was no longer their Mother, but an evil convicted criminal as I watched My Daughters being abused by State workers.

After many hours of testing, My Daughters were finally given some food.  This was approximately six hours after Officers originally made contact.  I called the Police Station and was told that they were keeping Brian overnight.  They would not tell me how long he might be incarcerated.  I couldn’t believe this was happening.  I wondered why they would want to keep him in jail.  I didn’t understand why he was still there when we had been told they only wanted to take fingerprints and photos.  I began to think they might not let him out at all.  I did not know what to do.

SCF worker Sharon Jefferies casually informed me that they were keeping My Daughters and that they were to be placed into foster care for the next two months and also that I had to leave the hospital premises and not come back.

I could not believe it, I had tried to cooperate with them, I had answered their questions and now they were taking my Precious Daughters away from me.  No one ever offered us any remedy for the situation.  I was not even told why I had to leave or what it was that I had done wrong or what crime I had committed.  I was just to accept that My Daughters were now someone else’s property without any charge being brought against me or any witness to any crime!  No one ever even asked me for permission to keep my daughters or if I objected.

I said there was no way I was going to leave them.  She said that if I wanted to see them before I left, I would have to calm down.  I was instructed by Sharon to lie to Our Daughters, telling them “I have important work to do.” I said there is no way they will believe that, I am always with them every day, no one even baby-sits for them.

I had no choice but to leave, so I went into the room and hugged Miriam and Lydia.  Then to Bethany, the eldest, I said, “I love you, take care of your sisters.  God’s going to take care of you.” I was overwhelmed with grief over being forced to leave My Daughters.

The Detective drove me back to Our Home and as I got out of the car he handed me one of the teddy bears that they gave out at the Hospital.  I said, “They have taken away my girls” and he said, “the bear might be a comfort to you”.  I could not believe his words.  How could a stuffed toy replace Bethany, Lydia and Miriam?

I went and sat alone in our empty Motorhome.  It was then that I realized just how much I had been lied to by both the Police Officers and SCF workers.  During the course of those hours on July 31st the Police coerced entry into my home using threats intimidation and fraud.  I was lied to about the Police just wanting to see My Daughters.  I was lied to about the Police just wanting to talk to My Daughters.  I was lied to about the Police’s and SCF’s concern about the health and well being of My Daughters because they offered no water or food as remedy, and called no doctor to the scene.  SCF lied to me about just taking My Daughters to the Hospital because in taking them to the hospital, they were taking them away from us.  SCF lied to me about having the goal of bringing families together, because they only worked to rip us apart from the very beginning.  Detective Dan Evans lied about just taking Brian to be fingerprinted and photographed and instead locked him up making it possible to keep Our Daughters knowing Brian would never give them up.  In the Hospital my Daughters were not treated, they were tested.  In the Hospital My Daughters were subjected to sexual abuse.  And now as a result of all these lies I sat alone in my home.  The four most precious people in my life had been ripped away.  If it had not been for God, then I would surely have died.

Humbly Submitted this 9th Day of October, 2000.

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Ruth Elizabeth Christine

A woman whose Christian Name is Ruth Elizabeth Christine came before me on the 9th day of October, 2000 A.D. and attested that the above statements are true and correct according to her conviction based on first hand competent witness.

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Notary Public for Oregon
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