Special Guests, Charlie and Eddie Stecker, Part 3: Why Did This Happen?

Hello,

My name is Edward John Stecker. I was born on April 11, 1964 at 3:03 pm. I came into the world weighing in at 7 lbs. 1 oz. and I was 20 inches long. I have brown hair and eyes. I was born at The Naval Hospital in Philadelphia, PA.

At the time of my birth my Mommie (she likes it spelt that way) was a stay at home Mommie and my Daddy was serving our country in the United States Coast Guard.

I also have an older brother named Charlie.

According to my baby book my Daddy really liked the name Edward and my Mommie liked John (after my Grandpop Stecker). So I was named Edward John Stecker. In my baby book it says I look like my Daddy, except for my nose.

A whole bunch of people came to visit me when I first arrived home and I received all kinds of gifts: toys (my favorite), clothes, bottles and furniture.

Of course Mommie and Daddy were there along with my big brother, Charlie. My Grandmom and Grandpop Force were there, too. My Grandpop Stecker was there as well. My Aunt Pat and Uncle Ralph Field, and my Aunt Mary were all there, along with 4 more friends of my family.

When I was 2 and a 1/2 months old, while I was sleeping, my Mommie took my footprints. They look so cute.

My first smile was when I was just 5 days old, and my first real laugh was when I was 4 months old.

I sat up on my own at 10 months and took my first steps just 2 weeks after my second birthday.

My first tooth came in about 3 weeks after my big brothers birthday when I was almost 8 months old. Oh, his birthday is November 8, 1962.

I began eating solid food 2 weeks after my first birthday. My favorite was mashed potatoes and I also enjoyed chewing on sirloin steak.

I was 9 months old when I said my first words; they were Da-Da and Ma-Ma. At 10 months I began to talk more clearly.

My Mommie used to cut my hair herself and she put 3 locks of it in my baby book too. My hair was light brown.

I went for my first ride in a car when I was just 5 days old. For some reason, later that day, I had to go back to the hospital so I got my first bus and subway ride on the same day. I’m not sure why though. Mommie didn't write anything about that in my baby book.

I was 2 weeks old when I rode in my first coach and at 13 months I got my first ride on a Merry Go Round. :-)

For my first Christmas I got lots and lots of toys and some clothes too. I also liked to play with the Christmas tree lights and decorations.

On my first birthday I received mostly clothes and a toy or two. On my second birthday I again received more clothes and a few more toys.

When I was 17 months old, me and my big brother got a baby sister. Her name is Donna.

At 1 year and 10 months old I weighed almost 24 pounds.

Right around my second birthday I got the measles.

Hmmm…? Then something strange happened. My brother Charlie had to go to the hospital for an emergency. He hurt his head somehow, but he never came back home, which made me sad. That’s also where everything in my baby book ends.

While me and my sister were waiting for our brother to come back home, some people came to see Mommie. These people then took me and my sister for a car ride without our Mommie or Daddy.

I was a little scared at first but when we arrived at a house and went inside, there was my big brother which made me happy again. He came over and gave me and my sister a big hug, and then he handed me his Teddy Bear.

I found out that we were going to have a new Mommy and Daddy and a whole bunch of new brothers and sisters. We were there for a year and I was having a lot of fun — a lot more fun than at my original Mommie and Daddy’s house.

Then one day some people came and took me and my brother for a car ride. I remember the date was February 15, 1967. It was the last day I would ever see my little sister, and that made me sad.

My big brother and I were taken to a home where we were introduced to another new Mommy and Daddy. This is all so confusing to me, and this new house is very scary. The new Mommy is very mean when the new Daddy isn't around, too.

She does all kinds of mean stuff to me and my brother. She even told us about the Boogie Man, which scared me and my brother to death.

Speaking of death, I may as well tell you this now. On February 28, 1967, only one day before me and my brother would have been with our new Mommy and Daddy for 2 weeks, I learned what death really meant.

You see, on that day I met Mr. Death, Face to Face. My new Mommy made sure I met Mr. Death, because she Murdered Me. I was only 2 years old.

I want to tell you this before I have to go. My Big Brother tried so hard to save me, and as I lay there dying on the floor, I could hear him screaming so loud. I knew he was getting beat really bad.

Well, it’s getting dark now and it feels like I’m floating away to somewhere, so I’m going to have to get going. I am now my Big Brother's Angel and he calls me "Li’l Eddie" or "Chahlie’s Angel". I like them both.

I carry my favorite toy around with me up here in Heaven. It’s my big brother's Teddy Bear that was his favorite, but he gave it to our original Daddy to put with me when they buried me.

My Big Brother will have to take over from here…

Hello. I am Charles J Stecker Jr., also known as “Chahlie” and, yes, I wrote all of the above as if I was my brother. There wasn't a lot written in Eddie's baby book but I wanted to share with you what was there so you'd know a little about my brother.

As you now know, the reason I had to write for him is because Eddie is no longer here with us.

I wanted to write more, but instead, I will Plead with you to Please follow the link below, and Read in Full the Petition that I am posting, including watching a Special Video at the beginning of it, and also several articles within the Petition.

Also, Please consider Signing the Petition and Sharing it with everyone you know. Encourage them to Read, Sign and Share it as well.

You will understand the importance of my Plea after you read through the Link.

Thank You and God Bless, Edward and Charles Stecker.

http://www.change.org/petitions/r-set...

I'd like to thank Charles (and Eddie) for sharing another part of their story tonight with my readers.
For anyone who has not already done so, please take a few minutes to read and sign the petition at the above link, and don't forget to share it with others. Eddie and Charlie deserve justice.
Please help Charles (and Eddie) by reading and signing, and telling others about his story.
Charlie, Eddie and I thank you!

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and on Twitter at:
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Unlike this innocent two year old child — Charlie's little brother Eddie — I lived through my abuse. Unlike Charlie, even though my abuse was also extreme, I survived without any lasting outward signs to tell the tale. However, just like Charlie, the internal scars remained in tact for many, many years, and in some ways they are still there today.

For more information on my own story of child abuse and my fight to survive, plus other books available, please visit my website.

http://sj2448.wix.com/suejulsen