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OMG! Meredith Emerson was a US Forest Service decoy when kidnapped and beheaded

OMG!  Meredith Emerson was a US Forest Service decoy when kidnapped and beheaded


This explains all the weird events that happened in association with the Track Rock Gap Terrace Complex and “Maya Myth-busting in the Mountains” Thang. It also explains why I was harassed non-stop by a strange US Forest Service law enforcement officer in North Carolina during 2010.  It was just one aspect of widespread corruption in the Southeastern Regional Office of the U.S. Forest Service.  Some quasi-professional federal law enforcement agencies were trying to cover up a royal screw-up that had occurred in 2008.

The Master of Life is certainly at the helm of my Creek-Uchee family.  Yesterday, I was invited to a late lunch with relatives in Cherokee County, GA and couldn’t find the restaurant after 30 minutes of driving around in heavy traffic.  Frustrated, I stopped and asked a family on the sidewalk, if they knew where the XX restaurant was.  It was around the corner.  Just then, a man called out, “Mr. Thornton, I need to talk to you.”

I did not recognize him, but he said that he was one of the deputies, who was assigned to surround me at the Jasper, GA Ingles Supermarket in January 2008, when the kidnapper got away with Meredith Emerson, by just driving by them.  The man first said that my article was mostly right, but got some things wrong, especially about the local deputies being the bad guys. 

Yes, they had me under surveillance the whole 9 1/2 years I lived in Jasper.  They felt bad about it, but were just following orders.  They knew that I had nothing to do with the kidnapping of Meredith Emerson, but it was the Feds and top brass with the state, who ordered all law enforcement to concentrate on me, right after Meredith had been kidnapped 50 miles away.  He said the feds send hundreds of volunteers into the woods around Blood Mountain, when they already knew that someone in a van or SUV had driven her out of that area.

He looked down at the sidewalk. “You know, a lot of us are still bothered about what happened to the girl.  I swear, we think somebody high up in Washington wanted her not found until she was dead and the killer long gone. I think that they wanted to frame somebody, who had nothing to do with her murderBut the feds were as surprised as anyone else that Hinton took her to the very county that they had sent us to make sure we wouldn’t find herIt was us and the local GBI folks, who captured Gary Hinton . . . we were just too late . . . too late.”

This is when my jaw dropped.   He continued, “ You do know that the US Forest Service rangers had been using the poor girl for at least a couple of years.” He added, ” I don’t even know if she knew that she was a decoy, but I suspect she did. I’d be curious to know, if they were secretly paying her.  Bet they did.  They had pictures of you talking with her on a trail in Fannin County, with your dogs beside you.  I recall the pictures were a couple years old.  That’s why the feds were so fixed about us watching you work with the three dogs in the field.”

That took me aback, but I responded, “Maybe so . . . I was single. She was single.  I have never hurt any woman in my life . . . even when my ex-wife hit me for no reason . . . and was looking for a wife or at least a girlfriend I could go hiking with.  There is no law against that.”

He said, “You’re right.  You never hurt any woman.  Glad to see that you are still alive. Enjoyed watching you on television. Thank the Lord, I am away from all that mess now.  Godspeed man.”   He walked away.

And now for the rest of the story

Actually, the moment that Meredith Emerson’s pictures hit the national media, after her decapitated body was found, I recognized her.  The favorite place for my dogs and I to hike was always a narrow US Forest Service Road that winds down the north side of Springer Mountain in a cove where the headwaters of the Toccoa River create a hundred water falls.   A couple of times, a young woman with a small black Labrador dog had passed me without making a connection.  The third time, she made eye contact and spoke to me . . . to let me know it was okay to be friendly with her. 

Meredith was a really sweet lady. She was much younger than me, but there was a spiritual connection. She invited me to hike with her back the same way I had come.  However, I was so freaked out about six years of the cops calling women I had planned to date to tell them that I was a sexual deviate . . . I was afraid to be seen with her . . . even though there was absolutely nothing wrong with two single adults walking on a heavily traveled trail together.   Nevertheless, I never forgot her.  The only other woman, whom I have been telepathic with was Alicia in Mexico City . . . when I was 21.

In the first week of January, when all the Atlanta and national news announcements were telling people that Meredith was being held by a kidnapper 50 miles away,  I knew she was close by.  Her soul was begging out to me for help.  It’s a Native American thing. I can’t explain it.  Knowing now what I do . . . if I had gone to law enforcement to say that Meredith had sent me a telepathic message that she was nearby, I would have been arrested.

It never even dawned on me, though, that the incessant surveillance of my house and car was connected to the kidnapping.  I had endured so much . . . let’s call it what is was . . . shit . . . from the damn Republicans for eight years, this just seemed like a new phase of the same old thing.   In 2002, they had even sent a Junior College instructor, Sandra Graham, into my life temporarily to tell me that if I joined the Republican Party, they had a beautiful, wealthy wife picked out for me and that I would be governor of Georgia in 2010.   I declined and so was punished by being homeless in 2010.

If I had gone hiking with Meredith that day, would a chain of events taken place that would have prevented her terrible fate in January 2008?  We will never know.


And now you know.

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Richard Thornton is a professional architect, city planner, author and museum exhibit designer-builder. He is today considered one of the nation’s leading experts on the Southeastern Indians. However, that was not always the case. While at Georgia Tech Richard was the first winner of the Barrett Fellowship, which enabled him to study Mesoamerican architecture and culture in Mexico under the auspices of the Institutio Nacional de Antropoligia e Historia. Dr. Roman Piňa-Chan, the famous archaeologist and director of the Museo Nacional de Antropologia, was his fellowship coordinator. For decades afterward, he lectured at universities and professional societies around the Southeast on Mesoamerican architecture, while knowing very little about his own Creek heritage. Then he was hired to carry out projects for the Muscogee-Creek Nation in Oklahoma. The rest is history. Richard is the Tribal Historic Preservation Officer for the KVWETV (Coweta) Creek Tribe and a member of the Perdido Bay Creek Tribe. In 2009 he was the architect for Oklahoma’s Trail of Tears Memorial at Council Oak Park in Tulsa. He is the president of the Apalache Foundation, which is sponsoring research into the advanced indigenous societies of the Lower Southeast.



    Oh my, What a hair-raising story! But glad you are finally getting some pieces to the puzzle. I’m curious as to how that officer happened to connect with you at that location around the corner from the restaurant. Was that just coincidence, or did he have forewarning that you would be coming there?

    • Edna, I think it was a coincidence, but remember the History Channel program filmed at my cabin has now become the most watched one hour History Channel program ever. The deputy who came by my cabin after the post office refused to look at a candy box … turns out . . . filled with rocks, instantly recognized me and the cabin from the TV program.


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