I'm an author, artist, and art car designer born and raised in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. I've lived at 146 Portland Avenue since 1975. I inherited the land and the title Queen of the Gypsies from my grandmother Helen Ricker-Allen (former queen of the Ricker Clan) in 1983. My land, The Ricker Homestead, was the filming location of Stephen king's movie The Thinner, resulting in tourists dubbing us as "Stephen King's Gypsies". The land has been in our family since the 1530s. Our original family name was Googins, we are the oldest settlement family in the country, to still be the original family on the original settlement land.
Rather then ask the crazy gun-toting neighbours, and risk get shot by the psychotically deranged, white power gay haters that live up and down my street, patrolling obsessively by my driveway every 15 minutes in a 4 door white pick-up truck, just get directions from Google Maps. Here, you can find 146 Portland Avenue, Old Orchard Beach, ME right here:
Oddly, there seems to be the need for me to explain what a Gypsy Queen is, as the average American apparently hasn't got enough brain to know the meanings of simply, common, every day words. A Queen is a religious title, similar to a nun and has nothing to do with politics, governments, leadership, or royalty. I am so sick and tired of having to repeat that every single day to every single American I meet. Dictionaries exist. Get one. Use it.
At age 37 I became the first person in America, diagnosed were severe Savant Autism, to be granted a driver's licence. Resulting in the building of The Autism Awareness Car (my daily driver) which am am a regular guest at Autism awareness events across New England.
I am also OtherKin, with is one of the more then 50 types transgender and owner of The Transgender Awareness Tour Bus. But, thanks to misinformation spread by the news media, no one ever knows what transgender even means and has the idiotic urban myth stuck in their heads, which states transgender = transsexual. When in fact, transsexuals are the extreme minority of the trans community, making up only .03% of the transgender population. Again. Dictionaries are very useful items. Please make use of them instead of parading your simple minded ignorance in my driveway. Thank you.
I'm most famous for, in the 1970s and 1980s, once upon a time, long time ago, I was the little 12 year old girl who took on Procter & Gamble head to head, got the words "Not Tested on animals" put on your beauty products, and shut down dozens of animal test labs all over the world, finally reaching my goal after 27 long years of stubbornly never giving up, and shutting down P&Gs animal test lab. They murdered my dog's Irish Setter Sarge and English Springer Spaniel Bridgett, and made sure the world NEVER forgot it. Today, thanks to my persistence, P&G is synonymous with animal cruelty, and no matter how much they try to make up for what they did, they can not bring my dogs back to life and I will continue to make an example out of them to prevent other money hungry bastards from innocent animals.
FAQ: Are You A Man Or A Woman?
First: Does it matter?
And second: What the hell?
Why would you even ask a question like that to an obviously female person with 38D breasts... a woman who constantly refances 7 miscarriages that she has had in the past 40 years.
I'm sorry, but since when do men have boobs and get pregnant?
Is your brain even in your head?
But back to the first point: why the hell does it even matter in the first place?
You're never gonna have sex with me are you (I guarantee you're not) so what difference does it make what I am?
Do you like nosy, busy bodies running around prying into your private live? No? Then what gives you the right to think it's okay to do it to me? Did you ever think about that? No? Why not? You have a brain don't you? You might want to consider trying to use it for once.
In recent months it seems that some people think it matters. I'm not sure why. However, in 2015 a transsexual went on a killing spree in Saco, Maine and local "upstanding straight Christians" (as they call themselves) have started a campaign to (violently) run anyone whose gender is "undeterminate" out of the state.
Stupid people do stupid things, it's how they get called stupid.
Well, there is campaign running around Old Orchard Beach telling people I am a man dressed as a woman. Interesting, considering that only TWO people have EVER been told I was a man.
Were YOU told I was a man? A transsexual? Gay? A terrorist?
Did you stop to look at WHO the man was who told you these things about me and WHAT he himself has been doing?
Next time someone tells you I am a man... pay close attention to WHO it is telling you that.
Ask yourself WHY is he telling you that?
What is his MOTIVE?
WHY is he saying this?
What other things has he said to you?
Has he been telling ou wild stories about my dad Kenneth Ricker Allen too?
Did you know he put my dad in a coma May 9, 2006, and that my dad has been crippled and requires full time care these 11 years since?
Did he tell you WHAT he did to my dad, while he was telling you his lies about my dad?
By their fruits ye shall know them.
Start paying close attention to this man and his ever growing web of lies about DOZENS of residents of Old Orchard Beach.
Next time he, his wife, or any one else in his family approaches you, ask yourself, how well can you trust a man who would beat up a crippled elderly woman, leaving her paralyzed for 5 months?
How well can you trust a viscous, violent man who put an 80 year old man in a coma?
This man telling you these things, take a closer look at the trail of violence, bloodshed, and destruction he leaves everywhere he goes.
Than REALLY ask yourself: why should you believe ANYTHING he says, after what he's done to me and my family. The man who has tried to kill us. The man who did kill my cats.
Think about THAT, next time you come to me and say HE told you I was a man.
Who is running around town telling people I am a man?
He is a man with a 4-door white pick-up truck... the one you see trying to kill me with his truck, in several of my vlog videos; the one you see shooting at me in several of my vlog videos... the man Kendra Silvermander claims is her cousin....the man who drove a backhoe over my house.
He's the one running around spreading lies and rumors about me, telling you that I am gay, a man, a transsexual, etc.
Oddly, he's also the one running around telling people that I am going to buy a gun and shoot him... me... the one who has been boycott to get guns banned in Maine for the past 5 decades. Only a gun owner like himself, would stoop to thinking others are low minded scum like himself. Only a gun owner would think, others would buy guns and shoot him. Only the man who himself shoots at me every day, would be so corrupted as to think others were as twisted as him. He runs to guns, so he thinks others will as well.
By their fruits ye shall know them.
This man who keeps arriving in my driveway every night shooting at me:
This man, who keeps trying to use his 4-door white truck as a weapon, which he keeps trying to kill me with:
This man, who somehow knew what was inside my oven, meaning he is the one who broke into my motorhome and filled it with feces April 10, 2015:
Ironically the man with the 4-door white pick up truck, who is running around town saying I'm "too gay for the family friendly town of Old Orchard Beach", screaming "kill or be killed, remember Saco Shaw's all the transexuals are alike", is the shooter caught on camera in all of the videos of shooters in my driveway shooting at me, is running around town spreading rumors and lies about me, my dad Kenneth Ricker Allen, my motorhome, my cars, is telling people I am a man, who put my dad in a coma, who beat me up leaving me paralyzed for 5 months, and is also the same man who drove THIS backhoe over my house:
A man, a construction worker is running around Old Orchard Beach, "warning people" that I am what he terms "a gay transsexual terrorist"... let me point out here... the man running around telling everyone I am a man, is the VERY SAME MAN who drove a back hoe over my house August 8, 2013, because he i majorly pissed off by the fact that I wouldn't let him rape me.
I am a woman, but on this planet exist 2 men, who were told I was a man. Why? Because they tried to rape me. No one other then those 2 men have reason to think I'm a man, and whoever it is that is spreading the false rumour that I'm a man, has be 1 or those 2 men seeing how there is no one else on the planet who thinks I'm a man.
The first occurred when I was 14 years old. A man who, I described to police as "he looked like Bo Duke from the Dukes of Hazzard" attacked me on Portland Ave, in Old Orchard Beach. Here's what happened:
Please Help Me Before He Kills Me
I am a woman, I was born female. I'm still female. Always have been and have no intention of surgery to change that. After being raped in 1987, I developed a phobia of men. I have PTSD and can not have men near me. In the early to mid 1990s, I made an interesting discovery one day while walking to the Old Orchard Beach library.
I was walking to the library (an 18 minute walk from my driveway) and passed a construction crew, building one of the condos. A man who was overseeing the construction, some kind of developer or something, ordering the construction men around. He started following me down the sidewalk. Blond guy, kind of looked like Bo Duke from the Dukes of Hazzard.
The man followed me for quite a ways, nearly a 1/4 mile. I thought nothing of it at first. This is a tourist own. Lots of people walk around this town. After several minutes he catches up to me, grabs my arm and starts insisting I'm a prostitute and he wants to hire me.
He tell him I'm not and to leave me alone, but he doesn't listen. He starts hugging me and trying to kiss me, slapping my ass, and laughing. In a panic I said the first words that came to my mouth: "I'm a man."
I have no idea, why I said it. This man would not stop touching me. His hands were everywhere. He would not stop jabbing me with his penis and telling me I turned him on. I was 14 years old and only 5'1". He was bigger and stronger then me and threatening to rape me. I panicked. The words just came out.
“I'm a man.”
I have no clue why I said it. But his reaction was horror and shock and he stood there dumbfounded and let go of my arm. I ran off.
This incident resulted in me for the next 20+ years, whenever a man approaches me asking for a date/etc, I introduce myself as a transgender. I do not say I'm a man. I simply say, "I'm transgender." A habit I took up, simply because I had discovered that straight men were quick to leave me alone when I said this.
Note, that I say "transgender" not "I'm a man". There are more then a 100 different types of transgender. The word transgender DOES NOT mean, I am a man who had a sex change and literate people who actually know the meanings of words, know that.
There is ONLY ONE PERSON who was ever told "I'm a man" and that was said to the man who tried to rape me.
If ANYONE out there is telling you that I am a man - PLEASE - report him to the police, because the ONLY person on the planet who has any reason to think I am a man, is the pedophile that tried to rape me.