Journal Entry #80 - Little Miss McKenzie Abrielle Collins, My Haitian-African-American Eldest Daughter

JOURNAL ENTRY #80

Name: Manley M Collins

Social Security Number: 5 7 9 – * * – 6 5 4 1

Date of Birth: 06/21

Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia

Country of Birth: United States of America

Date: July 3, 2024

TOPIC: Little Miss McKenzie Abrielle Collins, My Haitian-African-American Eldest Daughter

Conceived in Washington, DC, but born at Washington Adventist Hospital in Silver Spring, Maryland was a young child named McKenzie Abrielle Collins.  The name was to add M.C. the daddy's initials in the first name.  The A was to follow mother's pattern of her middle name.  The last name was the family's name during the marriage between Yolonda Ann Young-Collins known as "Mom" and "Mommy", and Manley Marrell "Marvell" Collins known as "Dad" and "Daddy".  Daddy's Christian values was ensuring he has no child out of wedlock even though in the rest of world it did not matter.  Daddy was exciting to cut the umbilical cord and hold you in his arms for the first time.  Yes, you had a crib and everything in the studio apartment at 220 Allison St NW, Washington, DC.  The true coincidence is that you were born on the same day as your paternal grandfather, Manley Nolen.  Your mother tried to keep the birth certificate and social security card away from me, but with my advanced intelligence and project management skills, I got my copy of the birth certificate and social security card later.

I was excited to have you as my first child. I was ready to be a parent. Those sleepless nights, feeding you, and changing your diaper was well-deserved.  The parents together enjoyed shopping for food, clothing, and things you needed.  It was interesting how your half-brother, Nathan, was happy to see you too and slept through all the commotion. 

I was angry and disappointed when your mother and I split up and divorced.  In reality, failed marriages do happen and it happened with all three (3) of my biological and non-biological families.  She ripped away the experience; in which, with my advanced intelligence knew I was going to get back.  My biological maternal side of the family and interesting family friends kept talking about how life was going to be this way or that way; and in reality, none of it came true, such as sending you to private school or treating you with the best of everything.  Your mother and I disagreed on family brands of detergent and other products that were family traditional line of products.

As I started life in Manchester, Connecticut with a pre-owned Mercedes-Benz C230 Sedan, Cooch and Taylor got me the divorce certificate and State of Delaware granted the divorce in December 2012.  It was a good Christmas present because fighting your mother to come back was no good. I initially started sending child support payments on my own, which would have been way more than what your mother is getting now.  However, your mother decided to file child support in the State of Delaware, I guess for a steadier income even though it was far from it. State of Delaware sent child support papers to State of Connecticut.  State of Delaware and State of Connecticut made the court order and they retroactive the payments back to your birth, but the States did take inconsideration the payments already made to your mother.

The phone calls were horrible when trying to talk or see you because she and Nathan kept coming on the phone playing and distracting the call.  The phone calls ended.  Cooch and Taylor, my attorneys, got me the standard visitation schedule with alternative holidays.  Infotech (Cyient) - Pratt and Whitney lied about 12-months of work and I became unemployed after 7 months, and I took out a 12 months apartment lease.  Our, your mother and I, pick up, drop off, and exchange location was Philadelphia, Pennsylvania 30th Street Amtrak  Street Station.  I picked that location because Philadelphia was accessible by all modes of transportation and I liked the city.

However, I was happy to repurchase a crib and bassinet for you.  I was happy to purchase Gerber baby products to feed you the proper nutrition.  Yes, I purchased all the variety types of Gerber baby products so you can have a taste of everything.  It was learning you all over again.  Pampers and diapers were good to buy as well as picking out the baby clothes, and memorabilia.  Grace and Tommy did provide an outfit in which you grew into later.  I had the baby carrier and did what the instructions said to traveling with child in car.  I bought a Graco 3-in-1 car seat as well after mother complained to my attorneys and the courts when you grew out of the carrier.  Even though, I saw other families with children riding without car seats.  I understood safety standards are required.

It was so exciting to see you take your crawls up the steps of my Loft at the Mills apartment.  It was good to dress you up for the family holiday photo, which was a tradition from your paternal grandmother, Barbara A. Collins. I liked the toys I purchase for you, and you could have made as much noise as you want.  Putting you down in your crib to sleep was exciting, reading to you, and kissing you on your forehead was precious.  You are blessed because you did not get sick or ill with me.  You still were on all my health and medical insurance plans whether through the job or government.  I dropped Nathan, your half-brother and my former stepson, and Yolonda, your mother and my ex-wife, since they were no longer my responsibility.  I registered you and I through all Connecticut systems.

While struggling on unemployment was a talent to pay rent and get everything else, my lease ended in Manchester, Connecticut and I headed to New York City, New York.  I registered you and I through all New York systems.  This was a talent living out of the Mercedes-Benz car with your stuff and my stuff, and had a storage unit at Public Storage.  So, I did unemployment for a while, then tried to various locations of New York, suburbs, and cities.  However, for every visitation visit, we, you and I, stayed in the following chain of hotels - Marriott, Hilton, Choice Hotels, Best Western, Wyndham, Red Roof Inn, and Extended Stay America.  To get the photos attached, Mercedes-Benz C230 Sedan was driven until the wheels fell off plus all other city public transportation plus airlines plus Megabus plus Amtrak.  Most the memories would not have been possible without my employment with Tata Consultancy Services (TCS) (an India based company) operating out of New York.  TCS worked me 24/7, but the reward to spend time with you and do the things we did was well worth every penny.  Yes, I wanted to ensure you started a good childhood with amusement parks, beaches, and seeing all the characters from television.  We went to Rye Playland and Beach in Rye, New York; Six Flags New England in Agawam, Massachusetts; Walt Disney World in Orlando, Florida; Georgia Aquarium in Atlanta, Georgia; SkyZone Trampoline Park in Plainfield, New Jersey; Equinox Gyms (Kids' Corner) in Connecticut and Florida; Miami Beach in Miami, Florida; Franklin Mills Mall in Pennsylvania; Hershey Park in Hershey, Pennsylvania; Bronx Zoo in New York, New York; WMATA in Washington, DC; SEPTA in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania; MTA in New York, New York; Millennium Park in Chicago, Illinois; Navy Pier in Chicago, Illinois; Macy's Santaland in New York, New York; Macy's Thanksgiving Parade in New York, New York; Toys R Us in New York, New York; Disney's Frozen on Ice in Long Island, NY; Chelsea Piers in Stamford, Connecticut.  As I also attempted to take you on a tour through South Carolina, my maternal half-brothers or your uncles were unavailable.  Your cousin and my uncle, William Collins, Sr., did see you in Marietta, Georgia.  I did not truly know any family members telephone or email phone numbers traveling through Tennessee and Arkansas.  The Texas family reunion was made possible because your paternal grandfather, Manley, and the families there were hosting in Houston, Texas.  It was my first time and your first time physically meeting that side of the family.  Everyone wondered where I and you came from, but I am sure my dad told them it was a DNA test for who my biological father was.  It was exciting to see you doing some independent things, such as turning the lights on and off, trying to help with groceries, and trying use MTA MetroCard or WMATA SmartTrip in the turnstiles.  You behaved very well until it was time to good bed.  You knew your daddy, Marvell, did not play.  I never had to spank you, but you remember those looks, stern voice, and the superman standing still pose.  You were excited when you got those singing Elsa and Anna dolls, xylophone, toy mobile phone, and LEAP learning laptop.  Elsa and Anna never stopped sing, but it was a joy hearing them.  It was good hearing you and you kept your attention watching YouTube's Bob The Train, Sophia the First, Doc McStuffins, Teen Titans, etc.

Yes, I remember your words, Little Miss, that you wanted some brothers and sisters. I am working hard on that, but geographically I want to provide them to you from another country.  The United States and your mother drained too much out of me for you.  I also remember you saying, "It is all the same."  Literally, around the world it is all the same just a different language.

After New York, I did try to return to Norwalk, Connecticut to try and go through a second battle of full and sole custody of you, but Cooch and Taylor, my attorneys, and I lost despite everything I put in place to receive you.  After your mom's (Yolonda) restraining order was granted in December 2015 while I was in Chicago, Illinois, I have never seen you since July 2015 after the Walt Disney World trip.  I have not spoken or seen your mother since December 2015 over the court teleconference.  Over the December 2015 teleconference, I did mention you can contact me whenever you are ready and no one else.  As mentioned in Journal Entry Blog Post #79, January 13, 2022 was the first and last email I received from your mother.

I also registered you through South Carolina information systems, Illinois information systems, Massachusetts information systems, and Washington, DC information systems.  Your mother registered you in Maryland information systems and Delaware information systems.

I got other photos and your mom sent me photos too.  Those will be shared when you reach out to me.  To protect you, the government does let me know that your mother is using your information to gain whatever benefits she can get and I am doing the same thing after she does it.  Corporate America provides me all functions and services I can apply to keep your information safe.  Your credit information has been locked down by me and connected to me via Equifax, TransUnion, and Experian.  Your health information is being provided by CVS, Walgreens, and Rite-Aid and connected to me.  Education wise I am aware I can request the records from your school, but decided against because I already know you will easily figure out everything.  Despite all that is going on in the world, I think the public understands Daddy Manley Marrell "Marvell" Collins will file lawsuits first, then physically hurt in reality if they continue to do him or his offspring.  I am always in the ready position with all my physical training.  No one living including Jesus has  seen heaven or hell, but humans were told a story to believe it.  Yes, I am a true Christian to heart, mind, and soul and believe there is a God, but science and humans made some REAL modifications on what to believe.  At my current age, no one reads, listens, comprehend, or correct themselves despite how much information is put out, then try to make me believe I am the cause of the situation, and wonder where and why all the fighting is happening.

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Top Song Played from Elsa Doll

1. Let It Go from Frozen - Idina Menzel

Journal Entry #79 - Yolonda Ann Young-Collins, My Unverified American Ex-Wife

JOURNAL ENTRY #79

Name: Manley M Collins

Social Security Number: 5 7 9 – * * – 6 5 4 1

Date of Birth: 06/21

Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia

Country of Birth: United States of America

Date: July 1, 2024

TOPIC: Yolonda Ann Young-Collins, My Unverified American Ex-Wife

Yolonda and I met on BlackPlanet, then moved to Yahoo Instant Messenger.  We talked when she was living with family in Maryland on the Eastern Shore area, and I was living in Washington, DC.  I went to her when she was 18 and we went out, but I had to bring her back home.  She was a Black woman.  At that time, I did not know her heritage.  We talked for a while then lost communication or it was on/off communication via texting and phone calling.  Then, we saw each other again at Six Flags Over America in Maryland.  Boy, my Ford Expedition has some stories to tell.  Yes, we were grown folks and did it in the parking lot of Six Flags Over America.  After we finished having sex, we went right into the amusement park and enjoyed ourselves.  I met Julius, her best friend/cousin, and some more of her friends.  This is right before she had son, Nathan.

After Yolonda, I went to Stephanie Law in Richmond, Virginia and we dated while she was still in college, but never made it to sex in her dorm room.  Stephanie and I went out several times bowling, etc.  Unfortunately, the storage drives and Mac mini of my pictures with Yolonda and Stephanie were taken in Chicago, Illinois.  Stephanie and I broke up, I went dating with several other women mentioned in previous posts.

After my mental health breakdown and losing the house in Washington, DC, I started my doctoral program and saw that I wanted to get married so I asked Yolonda.  Yolonda and I started talking again while she mentioned she had a son, Nathan, and they were in North Carolina.  Yolonda stated she was returning to Maryland.  Yolonda was doing North Carolina without a car and had a child.  She did not have the best in life like I did, and I was spoiled by everything and everyone and every job.

However, marriage as everyone states supposed to change lives.  I started comparing notes - she was black, I was black.  I went to South Carolina State University.  She stated she went to University of Maryland-Eastern Shore.  Both schools were apart of the Mid-Eastern Athletic Conference (MEAC).  I said "unverified wife" in the topic because I was naive, I never asked for the paperwork or proof of anything she said.  I got engaged to her February 2010 at Ruby Tuesdays in Maryland Eastern Shore, with one-knee and ring, and all.  We just actually talked.  She stopped came by job at the time at Dunkin Donuts and my Washington, DC family (Grace and Tommy) living Upper Marlboro, Maryland.  We had sex while she was on her period in the living room.  I accepted her and her son, Nathan.  But in hindsight, my mother's words did not process of what was coming.

We gave the engagement one full year before the actual event in March 2011.  Again, dumb me never did a background check, credit check, or any verification of who she was and what she was.  I believed on the trust of meeting her family, friends, and son was enough.  I kept her contained to meet only my Washington, DC family (Tommy Jr., Grace, Grandma Gertrude, Matthew, Grandad Thomas Sr.).  She never met remaining 30 states of my family on maternal or paternal side.  Around February 2011, she arrived to my studio apartment 220 Allison St NW, Washington, DC with trash bags of clothes and her son, no furniture, no luggage, no money, etc., plenty of documents, but no degree or transcripts.  All my stuff was organized and some boxes so no locks on anything and everything was public game.  She went through my stuff and I was okay with it.  We went to New York City to celebrate, such as Jay-Z's 40/40 Club and Coney Island, and stayed at the Marriott.

She left her childcare teaching position in Maryland/Delaware.  I was employed by SiloSmashers and United States Department of Transportation making enough to support everybody under the roof, and pay for the wedding, reception, etc., but no honeymoon.  We were making it and did a civil union at the DC Courts with her family and friends as witnesses, and my First Baptist Church of Washington, DC plus my godmother, Johnella, as witnesses, on March 18, 2011.  She looked like a gorgeous queen in a David's Bridal wedding gown she selected and I paid for.  Her wedding ring came from Shane and Company in Georgia.  My wedding ring came from Tiffany's in New York.  The wedding reception was at 701 Restaurant near the courthouse in Washington, DC.  I tried something different to have her matron of honor, her sister, Alicia say some words.  The food was good, but a waste of money because we used only the fraction of time and food that was bought and no refunds.  She and her son had health, medical, dental, and vision benefits under AETNA, my insurance plan.  No life insurance policies were taken out, but I had my standard employment insurance policy if anything happens on the job.  She did disclose some of sexual health issues.  I disclosed my use of latex protection and dental dams, etc.  However, the latex protection came off when we wanted a child.  I did not think it would happen so fast, but in the art of making love and having fun, she got pregnant according to her ovulation calendar.  She was well aware of all my mental health issues and concerns.  I was not totally aware of all her health issues and concerns.  With the marriage, I felt the feeling of spirits and souls merging because I fully wet our futon while sleeping, and I did not know when she had her moment.

During the process, I guess the three of us making it in a studio apartment was tough.  She suggested mid-lease we upgrade to a two bedroom.  I kept asking her to she needs employment after the baby comes. My intuition was telling me that a major change was coming regarding my employment.  She made all her appointments in which she decided to go to Washington Adventist Hospital in Maryland, when I was asking for her to go to George Washington University Hospital.  I was babysitting, Nathan, whenever she wanted to go out or make her appointments during my telecommuting (work-from-home).  I had a discussion with my biological father, Manley, who was accidentally left out of the engagement and marriage loop.  Manley and I talked about her, and I shared a photo of her.  He said, "I should have never married an ugly woman."  Yolonda was already bummed in telling me how she was the black sheep of the family.  I was not going to do that to her because people did not accept her.  I loved her during the time we were dating, engaged, and married.  She rarely cooked at home because I made enough money to order out or eat in.  During the pregnancy, I made sure she had everything she needed including good sex.  I did tell her after not listening that I did not want anymore children with her.  However, the strong man that I was, she thought throwing her 200+ lbs against me or bearing down on me was going to hurt and same height.  I was 170 lbs bench pressing 245 lbs-315 lbs regularly and all other gym movements.  She was also upset I spent money on a North Face Parka for myself.  In her former relationships, she had violence and sought that from me, but I was not fighting her because I was raised not to hit a woman and seeing what my mother went through her relationships, I said to myself, "Hell No," or look at Yolonda like she is crazy when she punches me.  During our talks, I discovered she was Haitian.

However, my view about hitting women changed when I arrived in Boston, Massachusetts.  I will beat a woman's ass if she throws the first hit.  Women kept and continue to strive to become equal with men on all levels, and expect the law to fall in their favor too, but women can be awful even worse than men.  I have been fighting men all my life.  Again, Yolonda was hell bent on me uprooting my foundation and life for larger and more expensive space when she came with no financial resources.  The good times ended when I lost my job with SiloSmashers ending in December 2011 in a company layoff.  She was close to the 9-months pregnancy term.  I bought the furniture for the baby arrival, and all the initial things.  We, or I, made the decision that we have to eat vegetables, rice, and fish to conserve our remaining funds because unemployment is not going to be enough for anything.  During my job hunt, I had two job offers - US Department of Justice (Washington, DC - 6 months contract) and Infotech (Cyient)-(Pratt and Whitney) in East Hartford, Connecticut (told over the phone it was 12 months of work).  I had to speak to my biological father and therapist, and my father said take the job in Connecticut.  US Department of Justice for the public trust clearance requested that I clear up the $1500 credit card debt before awarding the contract.  I was stressed because I did not have enough money to take the family too Connecticut to look for job and new place.  I discussed it with my wife, but she was stressed and mentioned she was never going to change.  The $1500 creditor found my house number, and called her and scared her.  She told me over the phone while I was in Connecticut.  Yolonda did not know how I handle my financial affairs regarding debt.  If she would have known, no creditor can come after a spouse separately without joint credit.  Yolonda and I did not establish joint credit, yet, nor she was not on the apartment lease, yet.  Around February 2012, I went to Connecticut did the interview got the job and the new place and much larger place, but when I return to Washington, DC, the apartment was cleaned out except my personal stuff.  I tried to contact everyone on what happened and where did everyone go.  The Metropolitan Police Department said, "If she left with the kids and everything, then she is gone and nothing I could not do about it."  Yolonda did leave the Marriage Certificate in plain view so I can see, but took my United States passport and social security card.  I told Tommy and Grace, and they said hire an attorney.

I never physically chased after her, but her family and maybe some of my family were harassing me at Pratt and Whitney in East Hartford, Connecticut.  I was fighting with her over email.  I did hire an attorney, Cooch and Taylor, out of Delaware to setup everything needed.  Cooch and Taylor did their job in setting up the arrangement for visitation rights, etc., with meeting place in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.  She did exactly what she did with her first child, Nathan, and came after me with child support.  Guess what I did?  She failed on how advanced my intelligence was and calculated child support based on her last known salary from her childcare job, which still gave me 51% to 55% ownership of the child.  On the visitation moments, we hardly spoke two words to each other.  She did the child her way. I did the child my way.  I took nothing from her.  She told the attorney about my car having no child seat.  I made all the court dates for everything.  After she played over the phone with her first child, Nathan, when it was time to speak with my child, she still did not trust me with my own child. I used a two week summer vacation to take the child similar to what my mother did, and introduce the child to all the family (Yolonda) never met.  Yes, the trip with the child started in Chicago and went to Orlando, Florida first class to Walt Disney World Amusement Parks. Again, the photos were stolen and taken during my last trip to Chicago, Illinois.  I only have a few pictures left that I was fortunate to keep, but I will share later.  Yolonda expected me to report her regarding the changes in my life like we were in a relationship.  I did not tell her that child support payments were going to stop coming, but I told her we need to cool the visitation visits for a minute.  We were friends before the relationship, married, and I saw the true her during the divorce.  I disconnected all social media with Yolonda and ended my manleycollins @ yahoo account.  After Connecticut and New York and my job ended with Tata Consultancy Services, a big schizophrenic voice stated go to Chicago (Harvey); in which, I did with my Disney memorabilia and my remaining things on Amtrak and through Washington, DC.  I went and was arguing through email with Yolonda from Chicago, Illinois.  Yolonda filed a temporary restraining order against me for trying to come after her job.  What I did, I sent back all the crazy she did and about my real, biological family she did not meet, and my resume she did not see with all the security positions.  On the divorce papers, it stated she left me because she was not secure enough and I made the family eat vegetables and fish.  I did do several lawsuits on her to show her how much money she took without asking or taking responsibility, and I shouldered 100% financially of all her decisions all the way to the end.  So, divorce certificate was awarded December 2012.  Temporary restraining order was granted December 2015, and I sent it back to all her and my biological, and non-biological family.  I did not speak to my biological and non-biological family until after six (6) years after the divorce, but now we going to see how long before the next call or email happens.  I knew the terms of the restraining order was way done and over, but she emailed me January 13, 2022 to all my available email addresses talking about the child asking about me.  I read it and blocked her or sent it to spam.  I been known that was going to happen with the child.  I was there and then I am not.  If family history serves me right, then the child will contact me on her own around 17 or 18 years of age.  Seventeen or eighteen years of age is when I contacted my biological father, Manley.

After all the losses and therapy working on myself, I told her and the court a lot of stuff that I may come back, but I changed my mind when I saw how adults work and Haitian community especially in Boston, Massachusetts without knowing anything about me.  It is not the child's fault.  I will not be returning to Yolonda's family for anything.  My information has changed four times since the divorce and publicly available.  I have full knowledge that she and the children are still in Maryland and Delaware.  I am monitoring the child through legal technology and business processes without her.  Despite my high sexual drive, I never cheated on her and my sexual energy was invested in Yolonda.  If she wondered if I ever loved her, the answered is "Yes" and was "Yes."  After the divorce, the answer to love is, "No."  I do not hate or dislike Yolonda, but we are two independent people now and not friends.  This is a public THANK YOU, YOLONDA for the experience.  Marriage will happen again, but never this way.

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