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Boycott 21st Century Living Services
To/Against/For: better treatment of the brain-injuredto whom it may concern:
this letter is long overdue, but i am brain-damaged and it has taken a while for me to realize that having religion (as well as other things) being forced onto me is wrong. i have been violated by loney hutchins and his corporation. i would like to sue loney hutchins of gallatin, tennessee, and his private rehabilitation home. i would like to sue for many reasons, the least being their pushing of their religious values onto a brain-injured individual who had no sense to know whether or not religion is what he wanted.
i would like to sue the gallatin police department, who didn't listen to me when i said i was being imprisoned by loney hutchins. they listened to my captors, loney hutchins and his corporation, instead of me. i would like to sue joan hutchins and andrew battles, as well as the psychologist i saw in gallatin, for their being accomplices. they were fully aware of the torment, anguish and utter hell i was being put through.
i was subject to being forced to go to a christian church every sunday when i was a "patient" of a head-injury rehab home known as "21st century living services" in gallatin, tennessee. i will tell you the entire story of the zoo i had formerly known as "21st century living services". the forced church-going was only the tip of the iceberg.
i signed into the place because i was wandering the countryside in my gmc jimmy with no reason to be anywhere, with no reason to exist. i was naturally needing something to keep me occupied, and after looking over a rehab place in texas called tangram, i was heading back home to my apartment in bensalem (philadelphia). while driving east on what i recall was interstate 10, heading for interstate 95, i saw a sign for nashville. "oh, my old high school acting buddy lives there now," i thought, having just received a letter from him, "maybe i'll go try to find him and say hi". so i got on the highway to nashville.
to make a long story short, i ended up liking nashville and i had called my dad to ask if he could find me a rehab place in the nashville area. he found the aforementioned "21st century living services," and here begins my quest to sue them.
now, besides bringing the entire clientele to church every sunday, i was put through a lot of demeaning harassment there. i have created a website known as www.21stcenturylivingservices.com to expose the fraudulent "caregiver" for what he is. i actually have been running my main website, www.jaggedlittledyl.com, since 1999...a year after a suicide attempt manipulated me out of the "rehab home," (one look at the rest of the clients and i called it the "retard home," which i assume loney hutchins resented me for) and here are quotes from loney hutchins that were fresh enough in my 1999 memory to write down and put on my website:
"i didn't threaten you, i'm well-respected in this town, nobody's gonna take your word over mine"
"if you hit me again, i'll break your nose and we'll just say you had a little accident"
"i'm taking phone privilidges away so you can't tell your rehab nurse to stop funding my program"
"if you break anything, anything, in this house, i'll sue you"
"we all have grounds to sue you for assault, though we weren't hurt, you struck in the eyes of law"
"i'm taking your picture so the police can have you on file"
"i put bars over your windows, you will not escape my service"
"i told my staff not to let you out of their sight for a moment"
"you feel like a prisoner because you are a prisoner, for now at least"
"your dad will report back to me, what you did on your trip home"
"i never said you have my permission to rent a car on your trip home, but i'll allow it"
now, i am not sure if being carted to church every sunday was in the contract he made me sign, because all he explained to me was that it was a contract to keep me there for 6 months, but church-going should NOT be a part of any brain-injury rehab program. and i am sure that he made me sign such a inhibiting contract (he took my gmc jimmy away and kept it at his house) because he was talking to my dad who must've told him of my history and of the many rehab programs i had quit in the past.
here is another memory taken from my website:
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a day at the "retard home" was as follows: i got up and showered and dressed, ate breakfast with the retards, at 9:00 or so i went to "the workshop" and "piddled". the retards had "class," similar to "kindergarten," and i was to go down in the basement and study. all day long, studying for 2 classes i cared nothing about. so i paced. all day long downstairs. i was grasping for anything i could find to give me a reason to live, i even took up trumpet again and paid for a math tutor. i just did both for something to do, i was not living at that "program". i even volunteered at an spca...just for something to do to get me out of the "workshop". nobody was providing me with anything productive to do, anything i cared about. then again, i didn't belong there, it was my mistake for signing in...but he should have told me of that mistake and have let me go. soon, he even had me cleaning the workshop every morning. i'll report him to better business sooner or later.
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i would like to sue for emotional distress and for being forced to go to church. also for my jimmy - which he kept as compensation for my insurance not paying his company after my suicide attempt landed me in a mental hospital (and eventually sent me somewhere else). i would like to press charges against him for using his "good samaritan" reputation to talk the police down when i called the police to report a virtual kidnapping.
i would like to sue loney hutchins and his corporation for making me take two college classes i cared nothing about. this also falls into the mental anguish/emotional distress that he had caused me. his daughter's husband, john, drove me to those classes and took those classes along with me. if i knew of my rights, it would not have taken my manipulation with a suicide attempt to get me out of that place. so much anger burns through me as i write this, loney hutchins stole a year of my life and he stole my jimmy with the back-tire cover of my dog with the "J" of jimmy replaced by a "T". also, because i was afraid of loney hutchins and his constant threats of deeming me incompetent, i took $10,000 out of my mutual fund while i was in the hospital so that i'd have it to defend myself. i had it wired to someone who loney had previously given me authorization to hang out with...his name was ed. ed gave me a check and i forgot to cash it. and the next time i had spoken to him, he had gotten an apartment in florida.
to provide a better picture of loney hutchins and the role of dictator that he assumed over my life, let me tell you what he did in january of 1998 when my first contact ran out (this is an excerpt from my website, written a year after i left tennessee):
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when january came around, he threatened me with holding a competency hearing unless i signed into his program for another five months. like a fool, i believed him when he said that all my escape attempts were grounds for my being deemed incompetent. like a fool, i bought into his manipulation and signed another contract. so the next five months of my life were going to be miserable. and they were miserable. day in and day out, associating exclusively with incompetent old men and old women. well, one day i had enough.
it was morning, i showered and couldn't find my razor to shave. so i asked "fat boy" for my razor. "i had to take your razors away so you won't hurt yourself," he said as he went to retrieve them. now, i don't know if his words planted the idea in my head or if the idea was already there, but as he was watching me as i shaved, the phone rang and he left to answer it. slice, slice, slice, slice, slice...i did a hell of a lot of damage to my wrist. a hell of a lot. i was bleeding all over.
the bastard was called, he came over and took me to the hospital to get sewn up. he thought i'd just be sewn up and returned to his "care," but thank god that was not the case. the doc sent me to a mental institution, i was done with the bastard but i still had a little more manipulation to do to become a free man. read my screenplay if you wanna know it all.
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the people who worked there didn't knock on my bedroom door before entering, and they did not wait for an answer any of the few times that they did knock. the first day i was there, i opened the window and cut through the screen to walk to a nearby church where i used the phone to call a cab. this, i'm sure, is why they had my windows bolted after i hopped a flight to philadelphia on the "night out" that "massa loney" granted me. please excuse my racism, but that's what his attitude towards me was - he was my "massa" and i needed his approval for everything.
speaking of windows being bolted, that is the reason why i started this letter and my quest to sue loney hutchins. i was reminded of my bedroom window being bolted when i heard someone on talk radio speak of "bolted windows". loney hutchins was dictatorial and he was out of his league to have my window bolted - prisoners get their window bolted...not patients. the insane mother bolted nancy's window in the movie called nightmare on elm street - was loney insane to bolt my window - or was he just dictatorial.
there were many, many times when i called my rehab nurse at prudential and asked her to stop paying for the program. i remember that bruce battles, another worker at the "retard home," just took the phone away from me and talked to my insurance nurse himself. i couldn't even make phone calls. so much anger and rage burns through me. his wife, joan, was the one to give me therapy at her office, i think it was cognitive therapy, i told her time and time again that i did not want or need it. they had me taking depression pills, given to me by a local doctor, and though i can't remember the name of the pills...i know they tightened up my muscles so it did not feel comfortable to even write anything on paper when i was in joan's cognitive rehab. i kept telling everyone this, i kept complaining to everyone and NOBODY LISTENED!!!
i have so much rage inside of me for what that faux "rehab program" did to me. the misery they caused me, the embarrassment. they pushed me into their religion, they pushed me into college courses of their choice. i was told that they had issued a missing persons report when i escaped to philadelphia, they reported me to gallatin police, they took a picture of me for the police to be on-lookout, they were treating me like a convict - instead of letting me out of their faux-rehab program, they treated me like a convict!
i would like to sue 21st century living services, and am requesting direction as to who to turn to.
sincerely,
dylan terreri, i
www.dylansbraininjury.com
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