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CHAPTER 28September 8,1998 the five youngest Miller children moved away from Kokomo Corners to live with their Amish foster parents Joe and Mary Hershberger in another Amish settlement in St. Lawrence County near Norfolk, New York. The younger children cried as they parted from their older siblings. Being placed in a complete stranger's home wasn't easy for the five youngest children.
Michelle, Rachel, Betty, and Kevin remained at Kokomo Corners until the last of September. Mr. Hyde arranged for Michelle, her two sisters and brother to rent a duplex in Potsdam, New York where he lives . Mr. Hyde is also a Judge in the small town of Potsdam, and has a law office in the back of a hardware store with one incoming phone line for a telephone and fax machine.
The last of September, Michelle, her two sisters and brother moved to Potsdam. They had to leave behind all items that belonged to their parents because Andy and Emma made such a big ruckus that they were afraid that the children would take some of their personal belongings with them.
During this time Ervin called Michelle a couple of times trying to find out how the five youngest children were doing at their foster parents. The only comment Michelle would make was, "Oh, I guess they are doing okay." Michelle made further comments that we now have to get on with our lives.
The beginning of October we received a wedding invitation from Fran's sister Becky in Wayne County, Ohio. Becky and her husband Jacob belonged to a less conservative church known as the Andy Weaver church. They weren't near as strict as the Swartzentruber, Hersberger, or Miller Amish. They have the battery lights, and the slow moving vehicle emblems on the buggies. They are a little bit stricter than the True Old Order Amish.
Our daughters had never been to an Amish wedding before. The wedding was to held on October 13, which was my birthday. It was very rare that we ever were invited to an Amish wedding. Fran had three brothers who lived in Wooster, Ohio, who weren't Amish, and her sister Sarah, who wasn't Amish, was living in Columbus, Indiana. One thing for sure we wouldn't be the only outsiders in the wedding. Our daughters were delighted to attend an Amish wedding.
We couldn't wait until October 13th. When we arrived at the wedding the service had already started. The wedding was held at Jacob and Becky's Amish neighbors. It was such a beautiful day the service was held in an outside building, which was a furniture shop. The Amish had a couple of benches off on the side for those of us who were not Amish.
I don't know for sure how many attended that weren't Amish, but there had to have been at least twenty or more. Fran's three brothers and their families were able to attend. Sarah from Indiana couldn't make it. There were some other English people who were either Jacob's neighbors or people he worked with. There were some Hershberger, Swartzentruber and Miller Amish who also attended the wedding. However, the biggest majority of the Amish were of the Weaver church.
The young couple was married around 11:30 a.m. Lunch was prepared at Jacob and Becky's home, which was within walking distance from where the services were held. Due to large number of people who attended the wedding, it would have been difficult for Jacob and Becky to feed them in their house. For that reason, they had cleaned out the upstairs of their barn and set up numerous tables. This wasn't so bad because they had a nice bank barn.
The horses were tied in the bottom of the barn, which didn't interfere with us on the second floor at all. It made it easier for the women as they had plenty of propane stoves where they could cook or keep the meal warm. They had a special table set up for those of us who weren't Amish.
I thought it was a good idea, because some of us were excommunicated. We weren't put on the side. Our table was next to the preachers' table and was in with the rest of the Weaver Amish,. They made a special table for the Miller, Hershberger, and Swartzentruber Amish. They were put off on a side into an empty grain bin.
Jacob said, "I was afraid that the Miller, Hershberger, and the Swartzentruber Amish would be offended by your presence." Jacob made sure we were treated with respect.
I shouldn't call this a lunch: it was actually a feast. There was no way anyone could taste every item the Amish had prepared for lunch. I hate to admit it but I felt miserable when I walked away from that table, I ate too much. Their wedding meals were prepared a lot better than the Swartzentruber Amish prepared their meals.
After lunch we got to meet some of our Amish relatives and talk to them, which is their custom. We were able to say hello to the newlyweds and shake their hands. Then we walked outside, and were standing in a circle when Jacob walked out.
Jacob shook my hand and said, "David, I'm glad you and your family were able to attend our daughter's wedding today. You know you are welcome here."
Before I could respond he said, "You really are welcome at our daughter's wedding."
I said, "Thank-you, I truly do appreciate that." We stayed there until three thirty that afternoon, and then we left. I had told Ervin that we were going to attend an Amish wedding. I assured him that we would stop in at his place afterwards.
When we arrived at Ervin's place I could tell he was really curious how we were treated. I told Ervin we couldn't have been treated any better. I said, "I just don't think the Amish are shunning us the way they used to. At least this group of Amish didn't."
We didn't stay very long at Ervin's because I wanted to get home. While Ervin and I were talking I noticed our wives disappeared into the bedroom. I figured it's just some female gossip. Ervin said, "Well, I'm glad to hear that your day went well." I yelled to Fran in the bedroom and said, "let's go."
On the way home our daughters talked about the wedding. They wanted to know if that was the way it was when we got married. I said, "It was similar to that." I was glad to get home. I wanted to kick back and watch a little television and let all that food absorb. I had already forgotten it was my birthday; I didn't pay any attention to that. I didn't more than get comfortable on the couch when there was a knock on the door. I got up to see who it was. When I opened the door I couldn't believe it. Ervin was standing there holding two big pizzas.
I said, "I'll be damn, that's what Fran and Ann were doing in the bedroom."
I sure wasn't hungry, but I had no choice but to start eating pizza. After I thought I couldn't eat any more my wife brought out a homemade birthday cake she had made along with ice cream.
Ervin and Ann's young son Lester kept trying to say , "Happy Birthday, Uncle David." He couldn't talk very plain yet. Usually I feel a lot younger than my age and this day was my birthday, I am forty-two and I feel like forty-two. They didn't stay long because Ervin had to go to work the next morning. We had to get ready to go to work, too.
On the evening of October 15 at 5:30 p.m. Ervin received a startling phone call from Stephen, Raymond and Clara. All three of them were crying as they were trying to speak to their brother Ervin.
Clara said, "We can't take it any longer, Ervin you got to come and pick us up and bring us to Ohio."
Stephen said, "We were able to sneak to our next door English neighbor who lives less than half a mile from our foster parents. I have been calling Mr. Hyde, but he won't even come out and talk to me. I have also written him numerous letters, but he won't respond." He further added, "Ervin, I have even called St. Lawrence County Sheriffs' Department. When the Deputy arrived I explained to the Deputy that Raymond has a bed-wetting problem and wets the bed every night. None of the bed sheets or the blankets have * Yoder/Amish Deception been washed and we have been forced to sleep in this piss infested bed for the last thirty days."
Stephen told the Deputy that Clara, Catherine and Malinda needed a bed and a bedroom to sleep in because they have no privacy. The foster parents, and three adult children sometimes kick, slap and make fun of them. Stephen told the Deputy, "Everyday we go hungry they won't give us enough to eat. Something has to be done about the outhouse, it's nasty."
"Stephen, Joe and Mary are good foster parents, these conditions are normal," the Deputy said.
"No, it's against the law, you can't treat children this way," Stephen replied. Laughing, the Deputy said, "How would you know little Stephen?" The Deputy refused to even investigate the allegations and left immediately.
Evin was devastated by what Stephen had told him. When Clara got on the phone with Ervin, all she could do was cry, and kept repeating, "Ervin, you got to help us."
Clara talked to her brother Ervin about the same things that her brother Stephen had just got finished explaining. When it was little Raymond's turn to talk he also cried and pleaded with his brother and said, "We can't go back."
Ervin told Stephen, Clara, and Raymond that he would love to come and pick them up and bring them to Ohio, but legally he can't do that because he would go to prison for a very long time.
Ervin said, "You children would already be in Ohio if it wasn't for Michelle's testimony last spring. I'm sorry children, you have no other choice but to go back home. Uncle David and I would write all the letters and make the phone calls to the public officials that we can to help you. But in the meantime you must go back to your foster parents."
The children responded, "We understand, we'll go back home we have no other choice."
Later that evening I made a phone call to Ervin's residence. Ervin quickly filled me in what had happened earlier that evening. I said, "Ervin, I'm truly sorry to hear that. I guess I have no other choice but to contact every Federal Government Agency who is related to Social Services in Washington, D.C. again. I'll also contact every Government Agency in New York who is related to Social Services."
"Uncle David, remember at the beginning of the case, when the District Attorney refused to allow the officers on the scene to make an arrest. It first had to be cleared with his best Amish friend, Atlee Byler. Because Atlee refused to give the okay the District Attorney wouldn't give the okay to the officers at the scene to make an arrest. The deputy at the scene was working overtime and was very frustrated with the situation, and took upon himself to make the initial arrest."
"Yes, I know, Ervin," I said. "I think this is a violation of the Civil Rights Act for equal protection under the law.” I further added, "Ervin it is against the Health Department sanitation code to have an outhouse that allows human waste to be absorbed into the ground and possibly contaminate your drinking water. When the deputy from St. Lawrence County Sheriffs' Department refused to investigate he also violated your brothers' and sisters' Civil Rights for Equal Protections under the law."
“If you're not Amish you face stiff fines from the Health Department and Social Services will not allow you to become foster parents with an outhouse in this condition. Those of us who are not Amish have to abide by strict guidelines provided by the Health Department and Social Services or be prosecuted. When a home study was done at our residence, if our toilet had looked anything like the outhouse where the Miller children are staying, we would've been disqualified," I explained. “Ervin, refusing to do a home study because you're excommunicated is a violation of the Discrimination Act. The law clearly states that while the children are in custody of Social Services they either have to be placed with a relative who has been cleared by the state or placed in a State Certified foster home."
In November of 1998, I received a letter from Washington, D.C. stating that Social Services Regional Office from Syracuse, New York was investigating my complaints that I had filed concerning the phone call that the three Miller children had made to Ervin's house.
The week of December 10th we received a wedding invitation from Fran's oldest sister Mattie that her daughter Ester was getting married and the wedding would be on the 17th of December, which was on a Thursday. Mattie and her family are members of the Hersberger church, which is located in Knox County, Ohio. Ester was already twenty-four years old. She had been working for four years at a cider barn making jam and jellies. She didn't get baptized as young as most Amish do. Ester was twenty-three years old before she joined church.
Before she became a member of the Hershberger church she used to sneak off on weekends and come to our residence in Guernsey County, Ohio. She liked to party and have a good time, and take rides on the motorcycle. Ester was the first Amish girl that I ever knew that owned a part of a Harley Davidson Motorcycle. She had invested eight thousand of her hard earned dollars in a Harley that we had bought in 1997.
Ester had a couple sets of English clothes and sometimes she would wear them to go on a motorcycle ride and sometimes she would wear her Amish clothes. It would depend what kind of mood she was in. In the beginning of 1997, while Ester was joining church she put on her English clothes and took a trip with us up to New York to see the Miller children while we were doing a TV interview.
Ester made sure she didn't get on the TV camera that day, she stayed in the background. We cut this trip short because Ester had to be back home in order to get back to work on Monday at the cider barn. When we arrived in Cambridge, Ohio, Ester put on the Amish clothes and we took her home and no one ever knew the difference. Later, we had to pay Ester off because she was now a member of the church.
This was one wedding that none of us wanted to miss. We realized by Ester getting married she would probably confess to a lot of those sins. In fact, just before Ester decided to get married, she and her boyfriend were excommunicated for having a sexual relationship. I don't think Ester mentioned anything about the eight thousand dollars she had invested in a Harley.
The 17th of December our daughter Rebecca had a project in school that she couldn't miss, for that reason we weren't able to attend Ester's wedding ceremony. But we were able to be there in time to attend the lunch. None of Fran's brothers or her sister Sarah, from Columbus, Indiana were able to attend.
Ester had invited all her co-workers from the cider barn. They were similar to the Beachy Amish and were able to drive dark colored vehicles, and have electric in their homes, but no television or radios. They were allowed to have a tape player to listen to, but only Christian music was allowed. I'm not aware how many of Beachy Amish attended the wedding, but there must have been around a dozen of them.
Mattie and her husband Amos had prepared a separate table for the Beachy Amish and us. We were seated at our table before any of the other Amish were seated. We also had a clear view back to the corner table where the newlyweds were seated. The preachers' table was almost line up with our table. I was really curious what their reaction was going to be when they walk into the house.
I was seated at the end of the table by the doorway. They had no choice but to walk right by me. First was the local Bishop, then the Bishop from Pennsylvania, who married the couple, then a Bishop from Minnesota, who I used to know when I was a teenager. Soon after, the preachers came in and the third preacher was my brother-in-law Jake.
Jake smiled from ear to ear but he wouldn't shake my hand. The deacon who followed Jake in was someone who I knew very well in my teenage years. He cracked a smile from ear to ear, shook my hand with authority, and said, "Well, hello, David, I almost didn't recognize you. If it wasn't for your big smile I don't believe I would have recognized you."
It didn't take long until every table was full in the house and it was time to eat. While we were eating lunch I noticed this little Amish girl would walk in and smile at me. I didn't recognize her at the time, she wouldn't stay very long, but she would always come back.
After lunch while we were still sitting at the table, Amos, who is the father of the bride, passed out German hymnbooks. Amos said, "David, would you like to have a hymn book to help you sing?"
I said, "Yes, Amos, I would, Thank-you." It took me a couple of seconds to adjust my windpipes, as the Amish way of singing is different than the American way.
I didn't get to sing very long before my sister Amanda walked in the room and we started talking. Her youngest daughter had followed her in the room. I said, "Amanda is that your daughter?"
"Yes, that is our youngest. You mean you didn't recognized her?" Amanda said.
"Amanda, I wasn't sure who she was. It's been a while since I been at your home. You know how children grow," I said.
Amanda said, "You guys should stop by sometime. I haven't seen you for a long time."
"Well," I said. "With me being involved with the Miller children in New York it might cause you some problems if my vehicle was spotted in your driveway."
"I wouldn't worry about that," she said.
I said, "Okay, perhaps we'll stop by after the wedding."
"Did you by any chance get to see any of my other children today?" she asked.
I said, "Yes I got to speak briefly with your oldest daughter Mary and your daughter Rachel. Amanda, how old is Mary now?" I added.
"Well," she said. "She is nineteen."
I said, "Amanda, it's not going to be long before one of your daughters is old enough to get married." She just grinned and walked off.
I didn't more than grabbed my hymnbook and start singing the German songs when my niece Rachel walked in. She wanted to talk to her Uncle and his family, as she hadn't seen us for a while. There was someone at our table wanting to talk to us all afternoon. Our children didn't want to leave our sight, but Rachel was able to persuade Debra and Rebecca to go with her for a while.
Before I realized it, sister Amanda and her family had left for home. It was between five and six o'clock and almost time to serve supper. It was cloudy outside and freezing. It was getting dark enough where they lit the kerosene lamps. The Bishop from Minnesota along with a couple of Preachers and the Deacon were standing in the hallway as we were ready to leave, and we briefly talked to them.
Then I said, "It's time for us to go home."
The Bishop replied, "You're not going home already, supper is almost ready."
"Oh," I said. "We left in a hurry from home this morning, it's getting late and I forgot my kerosene buggy lantern."
Everyone busted out laughing. Someone in the group responded, "It still sounds like you, David."
The Bishop said, "Yeah, if that's a problem, I'm sure someone here would gladly loan you a lantern."
I said, "Yeah, but I'm afraid we better go home."
He said, "You know you are more than welcome to stay. In fact, I would like to see you stay for supper."
"I know, and fact I would like to, but we are very busy nowadays and we need to get ready to go home and get ready to go to work," I said. We shook their hands, and said goodbye, then we left. I was glad to see that they didn't shun us like the New York settlement did. They were willing to put their differences aside for one day.
We were traveling northeast on route 62 when we popped over a hill and there was a two-seated buggy about a mile from the intersection of route 62 and route 229, which is about a mile from my sister Amanda's place.
Our oldest daughter Debra said, "Mom and Dad that is Aunt Amanda's buggy."
I asked, "How do you know."
"Today Rachel and I went out to the buggy as Rachel wanted to get a suitcase that she had some stuff in for later on that evening," Debra said.
Due to the sleet and snow mixed that was coming down rather heavy ever since we left the wedding the road conditions were getting very hazardous. It was hard to see the buggy lantern, as it was not making enough light. I couldn't help but to think back when my brother was killed. State route 62 and also route 229 has quite a bit of heavy truck traffic at times.
I automatically put my four way flashers on and pulled behind the buggy in order to shield them from getting hit in the rear. I kept checking my rear view mirror to check for big trucks and turned on my CB radio.
I keyed up the mike and said, "Break 19 for any trucks coming up on the 62 and 229 split."
Sure enough there was a trucker less than a half a mile behind us. The voice came back across the airway and said, "Go ahead break, you have a northbound trucker."
I said, "Driver, you need to back it way down, we have a horse drawn buggy traveling at a slow rate of speed."
The trucker keyed up the mike and said, "I appreciated that hand."
I keyed up the mike and said, "Anytime driver."
We followed Amanda and her family home. By the time we got to their driveway the CB was just blasting from other truck drivers. They were fascinated that I used to be Amish and was following my sister home to protect her. They were also fascinated that my wife and I were over the road truck drivers and I also had a brand new Harley Davidson.
We spent at least three hours at Jake's and Amanda's house that evening. We drank coffee, ate homemade cookies, and talked about the Miller case. I told Jake and Amanda if every Amish family would treat their family the way you treat yours that I wouldn't have a reason to complain. When I looked in their children's eyes I could see they were alive and weren't afraid to speak. Jake and Amanda had a black lab dog that they trained to pull a small two-wheel cart. They also made a nylon harness for their dog. He is usually tied up between the house and barn.
Jake and Amanda had a really large living room and kitchen, which is not uncommon for an Amish family. We had quite a bit of commotion going on and I didn't realize that Jake was no longer in the living room. Jake snuck outside, and brought his two-wheel cart in the kitchen, then brought his dog in and hitched him up.
His youngest son who is seven years old was helping his dad, and he was the first one to get a ride in the cart. The dog was overjoyed because they had company. All the excitement broke loose when they entered the living room. The dog wanted to smell us and lick us.
They made a couple circles from the living room to the kitchen. "Can I lead the dog the next go around?" I asked.
Jake said, "Sure." I didn't thing that it was going to be difficult because Jake had made it look so easy. The dog and I crashed in the kitchen table, the kitchen stove, and the wood box.
Their children were laughing and saying, "Look at Uncle David go, he can't control the dog."
Jake and Amanda had also butchered a cow and a hog, so they had fresh meat and they insisted we take some fresh sausage home with us. Jake and I hardly ever talked about it but back when we were teenagers we used to run around together. We got in quite a bit of mischief in our younger days. Now he is a preacher and I'm no longer Amish. We still communicate back and forth. It was close to eleven o'clock when we finally did get home that night. The following day we went back to work.
By the end of December the Miller children's living conditions had improved at their Amish foster home. There was no longer any type of physical abuse, the children weren't going hungry. Michelle was also able to get her local church to donate forty dollars a piece for the five youngest children as a Christmas gift. There had been constant visitation between Michelle and the children since they had been placed in the foster home. Ervin was also able to speak to his brothers and sisters over the telephone at the end of December.
In January of 1999 the week of the 27th, all visitations were cut off between the parents and the five youngest children. Andy mentally went over the edge. My sister Emma feared for her life to the point where she didn't want to be left alone with her husband. Bishop Jacob Miller himself called the St. Lawrence County Sheriffs' Department on the week of the 27th, trying to get Andy to admit himself to the Mental hospital.
Emma was desperately trying to stay focused and not miss one single counsel meeting. Since Andy was refusing to go with Emma to the meeting she asked her first cousin the Deacon Kevin Yoder to go with her so she don't have to go by herself. Bishop Jacob was unable to convince Andy to admit himself into the Mental hospital in January.
The first two weeks in February the intense conflict continued. I keep hoping that we don't have another tragic Meadville, Pennsylvania case. The second week in February I received a letter from Syracuse, New York Regional Social Services Office stating that their investigation of the allegations into St. Lawrence County Social Services and the foster parents had been completed. In the two-page document that I received it stated that St. Lawrence County Social Services was operating within its guidelines and the issues with the foster parents had been dealt with.
This made me absolutely furious considering the foster parents aren't State Certified. The letter also stated that if we had any further questions or complaints to please contact Syracuse Regional Office, or the St. Lawrence County, New York, Social Services Office. They gave the number and extension number to a contact person to set up visitation between the five youngest Miller children and us. Ervin and I had full intentions of taking advantage of this offer and visit the five youngest children in the near future.
Clara and her sisters still didn't have a bed to sleep in. Stephen and Raymond's bedroom conditions hadn't improved and the outhouse was still the same. I responded the same day to Syracuse Regional Office of Social Services. I also contacted Social Services Office from Albany, New York including the Federal Office from Washington, D.C. In those letters I accused the Syracuse Office to be out right bias toward these Miller children.
I clearly stated if someone had the decency to go out and check out the Amish foster parents' home from the beginning this atrocity would never have taken place. I included photos with every letter that I sent out to every local Government and Federal Agency. I made it perfectly clear that Clara and her sisters needed a bed and a bedroom for their privacy, and that little Raymond's bed wetting problem had to be addressed.
The outhouse conditions were inhuman and must be resolved A.S.A.P. I had full intentions to get justice, one way or another. I further stated that Social Services from New York had a very limited time to resolve all the issues concerning the Miller children's Amish parents. If they fail to take immediate action, I was prepared to take my fight to the news media.
At this time it was very unclear to me if Michelle was taking any action to try to get help for her younger brothers and sisters, or is she just concentrating on getting on with her own life. I haven't talked to Michelle since the beginning of September of 1998, nor do I have any intentions to try to talk to her, or Mr. Hyde in the future.
The week of the 15th of February problems between Andy and Emma Miller came to a major boiling point. Andy was convinced that Emma and the Deacon wasn't only going to the Counseling sessions and that they were having a sexual relationship. Andy made remarks that he was going to do away with Emma and commit suicide. Early one morning that week after Andy had a serious argument with his wife, he told her that he was going fishing and he walked off with his cane. Emma watched her husband walk across the fields toward the Deacon's house.
The Bishop was trying to convince Andy that he has to admit himself to the Mental hospital. The Bishop was also trying to convince the deputies that Andy is unstable and they feared for their lives if he wasn't admitted to the Mental hospital. But the Bishop and his Preachers were unsuccessful at that time. Shortly after the deputies left, the Bishop and the Preachers were able to get Andy to admit himself to Hepburn hospital in Ogdensburg, New York.
Andy was treated for his antidepressant problems and the doctors immediately prescribed Prozac for him. The doctors also ordered that Andy would see a physiologist once a week. The prescription medication that Andy is now taking has settled him down considerably. Emma is no longer afraid for her life. Andy is also willing to attend all counseling sessions in order to get his children back. No one from the Amish community is spending any more nights at the Miller residence because of Andy's mental conditions.
Every six months the Miller case is reviewed in front of St. Lawrence County Judge. It's been brought to our attention that the six months are up and the Miller case will be reviewed again. The first preliminary hearing was scheduled for March 2nd. Ervin and I had full intentions of attending that preliminary hearing and visit the five youngest Miller children. At this time there still had been no visitation between the parents and their children just for a safety precaution.
On the 26th, when I spoke with Social Services on the phone from St. Lawrence County they were desperately trying to pin point my exact time of arrival in St. Lawrence County New York. For personal reasons I refused to give them specifics. I was afraid my arrival wouldn't be kept confidential. I told them there was one thing for certain Ervin and I will be in Canton, New York on March the 1st at three o'clock in the afternoon, and we wanted our visitation with the five youngest Miller children set up for between 3:00 and 5:00 p.m. At that time I was put on hold for at least three minutes.
When the Social worker got back on line, she said, "Mr. Yoder, you and Ervin will be able to see the five youngest Miller children at the time you requested. The visitation will have to take place within Social Services building and be supervised and speak English." She said. "Do you have a problem with that?"
I said, "No mam, we don't have anything to hide. We'll do what ever it takes."
"I guess I'll see you on Monday at 3:00 p.m.," she said.
"Yes mam, that is a fact," I said and then hung up the phone.
On February 27 at seven thirty in the evening I was sitting at my dining room table with my family discussing about the Miller children. I was curious about what the Miller children's response was going to be when we met. I was also afraid the children would feel that we abandoned them, when we didn't rescue them on October 15th. At that time the phone rang,
I answered and said, "Yoder residence."
"Is this David Yoder speaking?" Michelle asked.
I said, "Yes mam it is."
Michelle said, "You're not welcome in St. Lawrence County, New York, and you're not welcome at our house. No one wants to see you. David, you're not welcome in the courtroom, wherever you go the news media always follows you.
This case is none of your damn business." She further added, "No one in St. Lawrence County wants anything to do with you. You have caused enough trouble." Michelle hung up the phone before I could even respond.
I started laughing and Fran asked, "Who were you just talking to."
"Michelle," I answered. "Apparently, I am making someone very nervous in St. Lawrence County." I told my family what Michelle had said over the phone.
Debra said, "Dad, why would Michelle do such a thing?"
"Oh," I said. "I don't know, perhaps she has forgotten to take her PMS medicine.
We went to bed rather late that night, around midnight. The next morning around ten o'clock Ervin and his family arrived at our residence. Ervin had agreed that he was going to drive his 1997 green Grand Am up to New York. Since I make my living behind the wheel, I was glad to be able to finally sit in the passenger seat.
My wife really wanted to go along on the trip to see the five youngest Miller children as she has come to love them as if they were one of her own. But we were too busy. Fran wanted to spend time with our own children. Since I hardly ever get the chance to dress up this was one trip that we are going to look very official. Ervin and I both put on our suit and ties and were both wearing long expensive leather coats.
We left Cambridge, Ohio, at twelve thirty in the afternoon. It's close to 550 miles from my doorstep to St. Lawrence County, New York. There was never a dull moment on the way up, we were constantly talking. No real specific issues just life in general. We arrived in St. Lawrence County at ten thirty that night. We stayed in a Motel in Ogdensburg, New York and slept in until ten thirty the next morning.
We got up, showered and put on another clean suit, and went to visit my brother Pete at his sawmill until it was time to go and visit the five youngest Miller children. We arrived for the meeting at Social Services Headquarters in Canton, New York early. The five youngest Miller children arrived at Social Services Headquarters at approximately seven minutes after three o'clock. Our meeting place was set up in the family room downstairs, which is especially for occasions like this one.
As soon as the children walked in the room and saw us they all had smiles on their faces. I asked Catherine and Malinda to come over where I was sitting at. Catherine was sitting on my right leg and Malinda on my left. Clara was sitting between Ervin and I. Raymond was sitting tight against his brother Ervin, and Stephen was sitting between Raymond and I. We brought a couple bags of candy, which we had opened and put on the table.
There was a caseworker for the Miller children that was supervising the visitation. She was sitting back in the corner with her note pad constantly writing. We decided not to let her bother us and just do what comes natural. Pretty soon Malinda was ready to sit on her brother Ervin's lap. Catherine and I always made a good team in the past and it wasn't going to be any different today. She starting pulling my tie and taking my pens out of my shirt pocket to hide them just to start something. Every time Catherine thought she had hid my pens, notepad or my wristwatch, Clara or Raymond would get it and bring it back to me.
The children wanted to play a game. I didn't know how to play it, but they said they would teach me. Clara, Catherine, Stephen, Raymond and I moved to another table so we wouldn't be in Ervin and Malinda's way as they were trying to put a puzzle together. Catherine didn't need a chair she claimed my lap.
The children made sure I won the game, which I thought was so sweet after what all they have been through. It’s been a long time since I seen two hours that seemed like three minutes. Toward the end of our visit I could hear the caseworker laugh with the rest of us.
When it was time to leave little Malinda wanted me to carry her too, and Catherine said, "No this is my Uncle David. Ervin can carry you."
Ervin said, "Come here I'll carry you." We carried the girls to the entrance door at Social Services, and told them all we loved them and it was nice to see them again, and we would come back to visit them again as soon as possible.
After the children left the caseworker asked, "David, are you and Ervin going to attend the court proceedings tomorrow?"
I said, "Yes, indeed we are."
She said, "I think that is a great idea, but I must warn you. There is someone who is definitely trying to stop you and they might not allow you in."
"Ma’am, whoever is trying to stop us has no idea what they are up against because if we have to we'll take our fight to the TV cameras," I said.
She said, "I understand, I wouldn't blame you if you were upset if you weren't allowed in. David, I just want to make sure you don't think that I had anything to do with it."
"Thank-you for the information," I said. "Michelle had called me the other evening and said I wasn't welcome in St. Lawrence County that no one wanted anything to do with me."
Looking me straight in my eyes she said, "David, Michelle doesn't speak for everyone. We are glad that you and Ervin are here."
I thanked her for setting up the visitation, and as I walked away I said, "I'll see you tomorrow."
"I hope so," she said.
Ervin and I decided to get a motel room right there in Canton, New York. In fact, we stayed at the Cascade Inn, the same motel his parents were staying in 1997. We went to bed early, but I just couldn't fall asleep. I was prepared for a major show down the next day. Ervin was sound asleep by 11:00 p.m. The last time I looked at my watch it was 2:30 a.m.
March 2, 1999, Ervin and I were at St. Lawrence County Courthouse at 8:30 a.m. The receptionist said, "You two aren't from here."
Ervin asked, "Ma’am, what makes you think that?"
"Your dress code. You must be from Downstate New York."
"We are not from downstate, but we have traveled quite a distance to be here today," Ervin said.
She smiled and said, "I knew I was right. Your clothes are a dead give away." We signed in and went through the metal detector.
The Deputy said, "Go through the first two doors to the right and you'll see a waiting room at the back end of the hallway."
It was a couple minutes after nine o'clock when the Miller case court proceedings began. It really didn't amount to anything. It was just a preliminary hearing, where Mr. Hyde, Social Services, and the parents' attorneys agreed on a court date when they would deal with the issues of the outhouse and possible placement of the Miller children. During this time Mr. Hyde stared Ervin and me down. He started to open his mouth on a couple of occasions, but no words ever came out. At the beginning of the court proceedings Social Services caseworker looked back at Ervin and I and smiled.
What little bit the attorneys from both sides did say during the court proceedings could have been said in less than two minutes. Andy Miller no longer wanted his Attorney to represent him, but just to advise him. Everyone agreed on a date and a court hearing was scheduled for later that month. Michelle, Rachel, and Kevin along with their friends were sitting on the opposite side of the courtroom from where Ervin and I were sitting. We decided to stay clear of them to avoid any possible conflict.
After the Court proceedings we briefly spoke with the caseworker. At that time, I made it perfectly clear that if Social Services keeps failing to recognize Ervin and me as relatives that I'd have no choice but to file a twelve million dollar Civil Rights and Discrimination Lawsuit against the system.
I said, "Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Yes, Mr. Yoder, loud and clear," she said.
Today we were able to speak briefly with Ervin's parents. Andy and Emma invited us to stop by the next time we were in the area for a cup of coffee.
We said, "Thank-you for the offer, and we'll try and stop in the next time we're here." We wished them a safe buggy ride home. In return they wished us a safe ride back to Ohio. We said our goodbyes and we were on our way.
On the way home Ervin and I spoke about how we just didn't believed that St. Lawrence County was ever going to recognize us a relatives, just because we were no longer wear the Amish clothes. We were sure glad to get back home late that evening.
March 17th, the Miller case went back to court. Andy Miller pleaded with the Judge to restore at least part of his family, which he lost nearly two years earlier.
"Our children are drifting away from the Amish culture, this is really hard for us," Andy said. "At least allow three of the five youngest children to return home." Andy further stated that he was concerned that his older children who lived in Potsdam were a bad influence on the five younger children who are in foster care.
The younger children were allowed four hours of unsupervised visitation with their older siblings each Saturday and Mr. Hyde had requested additional visitation time. Mr. Hyde said, "Their attachment is with their siblings. That is where the bonding is." But Andy said, "The older children are living in the English ways and in a home with electricity and plumbing and no longer dress in traditional Amish clothes. It's not the way of the Amish. As soon as we can we would like to have all these five children at home." He further stated , "I would welcome the older children home as well, even though they refuse the offer."
A Social worker who testified in court said that the two oldest of the five youngest children who are in foster care remain fearful of their parents and Amish adults in general. They didn't want to return home, but would prefer to join their older siblings when they are old enough to do so. The three youngest Miller children haven't expressed the same level of fear of either parents or the Amish culture, the Social Worker testified. Andy asked Judge Dale Skelley to consider allowing the three youngest children to return home so he and his wife could prove they are no longer abusive.
"We have to have a chance to show we are safe," Andy said. "Social Services can stop by our home anytime they want to. We are losing our children month after month, year after year."
The Social worker who was the only witness said, "I feel there has been real progress in the case but the children are still fearful of their parents."
Andy asked, "Do they mistrust me badly?"
"Yes," the Social worker said. "They say they don't trust that you have changed."
The Social worker called the conditions at the foster home horrific. Mr. Hyde said, "There are problems including an overflowing outhouse, a urine stained mattress for one of the children and inadequate privacy for three of the Miller girls who have been sleeping on sofas in the family's living room. The Miller children have also complained of lack of cleanliness and clean and dry clothing at the foster home."
Mr. and Mrs. Miller also joined with Mr. Hyde in criticizing the living arrangements. The complaints prompted several hours of closed-door negotiations involving Mr. Hyde, Mr. and Mrs. Miller's attorney, and Mr. Hanson who represents Social Services.
After the session, Mr. Hanson listed a number of agreements concerning several of the complaints. Mr. Hanson said, "Social Services will ask the foster family to provide the three Miller daughters with their own room and will hire someone to help with the family's laundry."
He further added, "Mr. Miller's offer to provide additional beds if necessary is to be accepted and a child with a bed wetting problem is to be checked daily. The outhouse problems have been resolved."
Mr. Hyde said, "I want to ensure that issues aren't simply raised, these issues must be dealt with. If the home is not appropriate then we need to find another home."
The week of the 24th of March Ervin talked to his brother James over the telephone. James told Ervin that Eli Hershberger, the eighteen year old son of the Miller children's foster parents, had run away from home. Ervin asked James if he knew why he ran off. James said, "As close as they could tell, Eli claimed his parents were too strict and he couldn't take it any longer."
On March 24, the Miller case went back to court. Judge Dale Skelley extended custody of the five youngest Miller children to Social Services for another forty-five days. Social Services acknowledge the current arrangements at the foster home were informal since the foster parents lack State required certification.
The caseworker that testified, said, "We recently learned that if the children are placed in the custody of the Commission they must be placed in a state certified home." She added, "Consequently the couple caring for the Miller children are taking the steps necessary to receive state certification as foster parents."
Problems with the living arrangements, in the new placement plan, that were expected to be addressed included providing the three youngest Miller daughters with private rooms. They had been sleeping in the six-member host family's living room. Mr. Hyde and Mr. Hanson joined in requesting extension of housing arrangements pending preparation of a new plan. It must be completed by April 15. If Mr. and Mrs. Miller and Mr. Hyde accept the new plan, Judge Dale Skelley would most likely adopt it on or before April 29. If the plan isn't accepted by everyone involved the hearing will resume.
On March 29th, I received my second letter from Syracuse Regional Office of Social Services stating that all my concerns with the Miller children's foster parents had been resolved. It made it perfectly clear that St. Lawrence County Social Services were operating within their State required guidelines.
I'm very grateful that the living conditions at the foster parents had improved considerably, but that isn't going to be good enough. By placing the Miller children in a foster home that wasn't State Certified had caused them further suffering. The St. Lawrence County legal system should be held accountable for their actions. One must respect the Federal Civil Rights Act and it must apply to the Amish children as well as to the rest of the American children.
This case was handled so badly from the beginning that the first caseworker that was handling the Miller children resigned. The second caseworker Pam Reaper, who was assigned to the Miller case had a negative outlook about the children. She was not able to protect her own children from being molested from by a close relative. Because of the incident with her own children, Pam Reaper also resigned.
April 3,1999, I received a letter from a Federal Agency from Washington, D.C. stating that they had filed a complaint to the Head State Commissioner of New York State Office of Child and Family Services to investigate my allegations against St. Lawrence County Social Services.
In the letter they also directed me to an Associated Commissioner for Field Operations and said her office should be able to assist me. I immediately responded with numerous allegations of Civil Rights violations concerning the Miller children. I don't expect any further results concerning the Civil Rights allegations, because these children are of the Amish culture.
There has been a lot wrong with this case. Michelle and Mr. Hyde have spent numerous hours by themselves away from the rest of the Miller children. Sometimes alone in his office on Sundays and sometimes they would just take a ride by themselves. Michelle has bragged how Mr. Hyde was going to buy her a car. There have been those of Michelle's brothers and sisters, who have accused Michelle of having a sexual relationship with Mr. Hyde. So far as I know these are just that, allegations.
In April Rachel had to be admitted to Ogdensburg Psychiatric Ward. Rachel was evaluated, and she told of numerous accounts of sexual assaults by her father. While she was admitted in Ogdensburg Psychiatric Ward Michelle kicked her out of her own home.
Ervin talked to Rachel while she was at the psychiatric ward and not once had she mentioned the sexual assaults. All she could talk about was how she couldn't do enough for her sister. She told Ervin how she was working two jobs so Michelle can buy the things she needed. She talked about Michelle kicking her out of the house and said she just couldn't blame Michelle; she just hasn't been doing good enough for her.
I also talked to Rachel while she was at the psychiatric ward. Rachel never mentioned the sexual assaults, but talk about how she was being kicked out of the house. Shortly after this tragic event Michelle and her other siblings who were living in Potsdam were denied visitation privileges to their three youngest siblings, who are the only ones remaining in the Amish clothes at this time.
I have been accused of writing Amish Deception just to try and make a dollar off my Amish culture. Michelle made the remark that the reason her brothers and sisters cannot go to Uncle David's is because he just wants to make a movie and a lot of money off her brothers and sisters. Nothing could be further from the truth. This is not about making a movie, nor is it about selling a book. This is about educating the American Public. The American Public must realize that child abuse does happen among the strictest Amish Sectors in the Amish Culture.
On May 12,1999, Judge Dale Skelley ruled that Clara and Stephen be separated from Raymond, Catherine and Malinda, and be placed in an English foster home in Richville, New York. Raymond , Catherine, and Malinda would remain at the original foster parents in Norfolk, New York for 12 months longer. I feel so strongly about what happened to the Miller children concerning the Civil Rights violations, that I have spent thousands of dollars to make this material free to the public.
The last week of August Michelle and her two remaining siblings living in Potsdam each went their separate ways. Rachel had been released from the psychiatric ward from Hepburn Hospital in Ogdensburg New York and was now living by herself. The only connection the three youngest Miller children have to the rest of the family is through visitation they share with Stephen and Clara when they see their parents.
September 17, 1999, we received a letter from Guernsey County, Ohio Social Services which said they want to do an updated home study at our residence for Stephen and Clara. St. Lawrence County Social Services intentions were to cut all family ties between the three youngest Miller children and those of us who aren’t Amish. Social Services and Mr. Hyde have both attempted to persuade Stephen and Clara to discontinue their visitation to their parents. But Stephen and Clara have refused, because this is the only way they get to see their younger brother and sisters.
If we agree to the home study than we will have helped St. Lawrence County Social Services place the three youngest children back in a dangerous environment. For that reason we had to regrettably refuse and demand that all five children be sent to Ohio.
On September 23, 1999, Ervin received a letter from Holmes County, Ohio Social Services stating they want to do a home study on the Miller children that remain in the custody of St. Lawrence County, New York Social Services. They were willing to work with his schedule in anyway possible.
In a phone conservation on 9-23-99 with Ervin he told me that in the past when they contacted him about doing a home study, they specified the names of the children they want to do a home study for. Ervin said, "I think they are trying to trick us."
I said, "Ervin, I agree. If the home study would include the three youngest siblings they would have been named on the document."
"David, if it does not include Raymond, Catherine, and Malinda I will not allow them to do a home study," Ervin said.
I said, "Ervin, I agree and I won't allow them to do a home study at our residence either if it doesn't include Raymond, Catherine, and Malinda."
Ervin said, "Since Social Services is desperately trying to place Stephen and Clara immediately in the state of Ohio, at this time, I find their motives questionable."
I said, "Ervin I agree, and I expect if Stephen and Clara can't be placed in Ohio immediately they will be sent to separate foster homes in attempt to try so emotionally upset them that they will be willing to give up their contact with their three youngest siblings."
Ervin said, "Yes, I know, I think that is sad and also so sick. The Legal system has refused to prosecute my father on assault charges and numerous sexual allegations. My brothers and sisters could have been out of this mess and living a normal life in the state of Ohio if it wasn't for Social Services and Mr. Hyde."
I said, "Yes, Ervin, you are right. We have been cleared by Social Services from the state of Ohio to take seven of your younger brothers and sisters. We both agreed if the home study didn't include Raymond, Catherine, and Malinda we would not allow it to take place."
Ervin said, "Today is my oldest sister's wedding, she is finally getting married. She has been living in the State of Ohio since the church split, and has had nothing to do with our parents, but her wedding is being held at our parents' residence in St. Lawrence County, New York. Those of us children who are no longer Amish are invited, but we are not allowed to come and watch our sister get married. Our invitation stated that no vehicles are allowed on or near their property on the day of the wedding and that we are not allowed to show up at our parents place until after the main meal has been served."
Ervin still explaining said, "My younger brothers and sisters invitation stated that they must wear the Amish clothes. But the invitation that we received did not state that we had to wear Amish clothes."
I said, "I know that at many weddings in the past the Amish have invited English neighbors to come to the wedding as they were. Ervin, at least you children are invited. The custom is that the brides uncles and aunts are all invited, but my family and I were not invited." Ervin said, "It wasn't right that they didn't invite you to my sisters wedding, that is why we did not attend."
February 22, 2000 the Miller case went go back to court. This is attempting to place the three youngest children back in custody of their parents. The Courts ruled in favor of the parent . And the three youngest children were placed back in custody of their parents. Even though Mr. Miller in the past was expelled from church for performing a sexual act in the presence of one of his daughters. And Mrs. Miller in the past was expelled from church for attempting to kill her daughter Clara by placing her in a burning stove in the living room . by suffocation and also by attempting to place her in boiling water. Mrs. Miller was also expelled in the past for intentionality suffocating her daughter Christine on 9/17/1984. Christine was only two days old at the time of her Death. I don’t under stand how the local Legal system can look the other way on these issues the way they have. We will continue working for all Amish abused victims.
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