2/26/2026 I have released my entire audiobook 1-900-OLD-LADYS: The Lost Art of Making Lefse to the public. Please know that my YouTube channel has never been monetized. Amazon has been stealing my royalties for this audiobook and for the POD self-published in-print book. Even Walmart stole my earliest printing of this book (with the original illustrated cover.)
I might as well share this with my YouTube subscribers for free on my YouTube channel, as long as it is still up. It is a highly entertaining book about overcoming narcissistic abuse and discarding the bigotries we are indoctrinated with in our childhood yet embracing our cultural heritage.
What I realized last night was that this book is actually FBI evidence. But the corrupt FBI doesn’t want this or any other evidence I am willing to provide.
In August 2020, my father-in-law Laverne Prettyman was poisoned by his children, specifically my sisters-in-law Jean Pascual and Sue Chezem. Laverne and I worked together in 1983-1984 with an author named William Sutton, who had a ministry warning about the Illuminati. Laverne bankrolled the ministry, scheduling seminars in various Seventh-Day Adventist churches in the central Florida region. Willy preached the sermon, sold his books, and I sang Christian hymns while playing my guitar.
I was married to Laverne’s son Joe Prettyman for 38 years. My ex-husband Joe had 6 brothers and sisters, Jean being his older sister, the middle child. Sheryl McClellan was his oldest sister, whose initial idea inspired this book. In the early 2010s, Joe and I travelled to North Dakota in order to help Jean liquidate Laverne’s farm assets and to help Jean prepare for an auction. She worked as a librarian for the Hebron, ND library and sent me local resources to research my book. My book 1-900-OLD-LADYs was set in the fictitious town of Himmel, ND, geographically located where the real ND town of Hebron was located.
Sheryl gave me the idea for this book, while preparing for Laverne’s auction. She suggested that if something ever happened to her elderly husband John, she would move to ND and start a 900 line. This is why I set the book in the 1990s, when the 900 fad was at its peak.
1-900-OLD-LADYs: The Lost Art of Making Lefse was loosely based on the relationship between my two sisters-in-law Sheryl and Jean. Sheryl’s personality quirks and her overt hypersexuality were the basis of Margie’s character. Jean was the inspiration for the other heroine, her younger sister Ellie. Some of the anecdotes I heard Joe’s sisters tell and retell were the basis of anecdotes found in the book.
The book was woven around the lefse recipe Sheryl had gleaned from her racist Norwegian grandmother Alice Olive Prettyman. While living in Florida, Sheryl, Joe, and I made lefse each Christmas season, preserving the holiday tradition and recipe. By the time our family moved to St. Louis, my daughter Ariel, Joe, and I continued this family tradition of making lefse. Sheryl had forgotten the process and recipe by that time, and when she wanted to again make lefse, I simply directed her back to the book, where the recipe was literally ingrained in every chapter.
Many of the stories and anecdotes were also based in my own personal experience of growing up biracial and losing my mother at an early age. The similarities to my ex-husband’s older sisters ended there. In the book, Ellen and Margie’s deceased mother Marguerite was a good woman of mixed French-Canadian and Mandan heritage. My real mother-in-law Dianne Prettyman also had Choctaw ancestry, but she was an evil kitchen witch, who was driven by evil jealousy and who treated me like a slave while she was alive. This is because my ex-husband’s family bought me from my father as a minor in order to get him to sign my marriage license, thereby keeping her son, a convicted child sex offender, out of prison for violation of his parole.
Before I left my ex, I discovered the simple truth about these women, my ex’s sisters, who were elated when I wrote the book, deludedly believing that they WERE Margie and Ellie. The truth was, Margie and Ellie were overly romanticized versions of my sisters-in-law Sheryl and Jean, who were not only narcissistic abusers, fakes, and criminals, but who were the most bigoted people I had ever met. They were all driven by jealousy and a poverty mindset from unhealed childhood wounds and a toxic family curse.
By 2020, Jean was working with her aunt Joan Gale’s (Laverne’s youngest sister’s) clinic as a Medical Assistant, assisting three quack doctors in their Linden and Jefferson, TX clinics. The first doctor was Ted Trimble, a quack who had been overprescribing oxycodone to his patients. Their clinics were losing patients to overdoses left and right, and Jean continually warned “they’re gonna fire him,” because of how many patients were OD’ing on painkillers. Soon the clinic transferred Trimble to their Longview clinic, and many patients hopelessly hooked on painkillers followed him there.
Trimble then retired, and Jean worked with two more doctors before moving out to the cursed property on Cemetery Road in Fort Myers, the one which was used to sex traffic children in Lee County. In October 2021, just before I left my ex-husband on the cursed property, Trimble was en route there to visit Jean when he was suddenly killed in a motorcycle accident. A few months after leaving my ex and his sister on the property, I did background searches on Jean and discovered that she used Trimble’s last name as an alias. I knew that not only had Jean forged scripts with Trimble’s name for painkillers, but she most certainly had a life insurance policy on him, claiming to be his wife.
The lessons I learned from writing my book 1-900-OLD-LADYs and my traumas over the past four years are that people who suffer from trauma tend to project themselves into realities they see. In the case of my book, Sheryl believed she was Margie, and Jean claimed she was Ellie personified. Just like the gang stalkers on my YouTube channel who showed up in real life to destroy my happiness, they were all just Jezebel drama queens and kings who longed to be cast into MY reality show. This delusional mentality extended to Trump and his supporters who had grown up believing the Apprentice version of Trump’s image–that he was a good person and successful businessman.
This reality TV was the entertainment plugged into the homes of my former cellmate Rebecca Lynn Carter, who had been child sex trafficked in Lee County from the time she was 6 years old. As a child, she was actually trapped on the property my ex and I jointly owned on Cemetery road. The house where she was trapped was burned to the ground in 2019, mysteriously with 4 victims inside. I was imprisoned with Rebecca in Pod-O (the “crazy pod” of the Lee County jail,) kept in isolation for 2-1/2 weeks total, while being forced to listen to Rebecca relive the tragic abuses of her childhood. While awake, she perpetually screamed out the names of her abusers, which I remember to this day. But at other times, she romanticized herself standing on the bow of the Titanic with Leonardo diCaprio. This was the drivel she escaped into while trapped in these houses, in order to dissociate from the devastating reality of her own existence. And, like all the other brainwashed MAGA cultists I knew who grew up on reality TV, Rebecca also believed Trump was a good person and a successful businessman.
This book and the subsequent audiobook never really sold. I know Amazon stole the royalties for the few books printed, and even when I released the audiobook in 2020, I never received Audible royalties for any of my sales, even though I myself purchased audiobooks from Amazon.
I decided to publish the audiobook, because I used my YouTube channel during lockdown to entertain my fellow friends who were helping sew masks for the St. Louis Metro community. In July, while I remained home sewing over 3,000 masks, my ex-husband and his brothers and sisters all traveled to Jefferson, TX to pay a final visit to my aging father-in-law Laverne on his 8-acre ranch to help fix a wheelchair ramp in his home. At the time, Jean was his live-in caregiver, who hovered over her father a total of 4 times, expecting him to die, and they ALL mouth-watered over the 8 acres he owned in Jefferson, expecting Laverne to leave it to his children.
To his childrens’ dismay, Laverne made the announcement that he had cut them all out of his will. Two months later, he was dead. On her YouTube channel, @JeansJunk, Jean talked about her diabetic husband Larry and her father Laverne who had both almost died of COVID, eliciting the help of prayer warriors because they were both elderly, immune-compromised, and at death’s door. Simultaneously, Jean began featuring a Friday mission statement mostly to impress her flying monkey followers, publicly praying for her dad to recover, when secretly she was praying for his demise. Her other sister Sue had used the cannabutter recipe I had published on my YouTube channel at my ex-husband’s request to slowly poison her father.
What I realized last night was HOW they poisoned Laverne. In the book 1-900-OLD-LADYs, the heroes discover that the Ellen’s murdered narcissistic husband, Stanley Peters, Sr., slowly and secretly poisoned his wife Ellen’s elderly Norwegian grandmother by sprinkling thallium on her lutefisk. Thallium is a clear, odorless, powder which was prevalent in rodenticides until it was outlawed in the 1970s. In my book, Stanley used a ficticious rodenticide called “Yum Yum Rat Vittles” to slowly poison Sigrid Severtsen to death. The town’s sheriff is clued in to how Stanley murdered his grandmother-in-law his wife Doris finds notes Stanley scrawled in the pages about this rodenticide in a used book she buys at his estate auction. Ellen has kept a lock of her grandmother’s hair which is seized as evidence and subsequently tests positive for thallium poisoning.
The name of the book Stanley used as a recipe for murder was “The Pale Horse” by Agatha Christie, where thallium is used by the villain as a murder weapon. I had never read this book, but I extensively researched the sources and symptoms of thallium poisoning for my book and created the fictitious rodenticide Yum Yum Rat Vittles as Stanley’s poison of choice.
Last night, I researched the availablity of thallium in Texas, where my father-in-law Laverne lived. Even though it is not used as a rodenticide anymore, there are still commercial sources of thallium available in Texas, and it is still a by-product of certain commerial processes, specifically involving oil production.
While living on my property in Fort Myers, Jean complained about how her father refused to eat the food she made him for fear that she was poisoning him. Laverne knew she was trying to slip something in his food, as I suspected she did when she made the suspcious tasting smoothies she made especially for me.
It was my other sister-in-law Sue Chezem who bragged she was going to perfect my cannabutter recipe by “making it vegan for Dad.” Sue was also the executor to Laverne’s will, whom my ex-husband Joe had also declared intended to change Laverne’s will after his announcement that his children had been cut out of it.
Sue had moved to Jefferson years before from California with her third husband and special needs son Buck, because of financial hardships. She stated that she wanted “to be near dad before he leaves this planet.” Laverne did not die of COVID. He was discovered after missing for several hours, face-down next to his lawnmower, sprawled out in the hot sun on his sister Joan’s property, unconscious.
They never took Laverne to the hospital. He was depressed and tired of living. They just brought him home and called in hospice. Jean also confided in me and Joe one month after Laverne’s death that it was she who gave her father his fatal dose of morphine. I also know for certain that, because of her past business involvement with Laverne’s bee business during the early 2000s, Laverne had a small life insurance policy on him where Jean was the beneficiary. Obviously, there was bitterness and resentment over the fact that Jean had cared for her dying father on several occasions, yet now had been stiffed out of his will. But the true reason why they ended Laverne was because both he and my nephew Rosh had planned to warn me about their family cartel.
After Jean administered Laverne’s fatal dose of morphine, Laverne fell into a coma for several days before passing away. The day before Jean’s birthday, Jean confided in me that her sister Sue stood by Laverne’s bedside screaming at her father to hurry up and die, because tomorrow was Jean’s birthday, and she didn’t want him to die on Jean’s birthday. This is very important to note, because I have previously asserted that these people are kitchen witches who practice black magic and secretly worship the devil. Satanists regularly practice sacrifices on a ritualistic calendar, and their most highest holiday to offer up human sacrifices is on their birthdays. The notorious Cash Feenz murders in Lee County is another example of this demonic cult practice.
My suspicions about Laverne’s poisoning and my nephew Rosh’s poisoning the following year were confirmed by the now murdered FBI Agent Theresa Jackson in September of 2022. What I didn’t realize until yesterday is that Laverne was most likely systematically poisoned with thallium added to his food. Like the fictitious villain Stanley Peters, Sr. used Agatha Christie’s book The Pale Horse as HIS recipe for murder, my ex-husband’s evil Jerry Springer family used MY book 1-900-OLD-LADYs to kill their father. They grew up poor and had a poverty mindset, which I mention in the book. The sad truth is the devil had sufficiently tempted them to sell their souls for YouTube fame, criminal power, and money in order to victimize many innocent family members, good people, and countless innocent children.
I have decided to release this book to the public on YouTube, which will soon be cancelled. THIS IS EVIDENCE. I have no proof of any of this, nor do I need proof. These people can threaten to retaliate against me, but they have no power over me, and if they choose to litigate me civilly, they will be forced to divulge the awful truth about their crimes against humanity and incriminate themselves.
Laverne’s remains were cremated and I have no idea where his ashes might be located at this time. When Rosh was murdered on June 17, 2021, no autopsy was performed. Corrupt agents working in the FBI Gateway office betrayed, murdered, and covered up Agent Jackson’s death in September 2022, along with Joe and Jean’s half-sister, whose name I never knew. But I still remember Laverne’s eyes. Derek’s phones–the ones which contained evidence proving Theresa Jackson actually existed were confiscated by Lee County Sheriff’s office and destroyed when my ex-husband’s cartel set my stepdaughter up to be raped for the second time in the South Pointe Villas Condos in Fort Myers in April, 2023.
These criminals are still roam free while my husband Derek serves year 3 of his wrongful prison sentence in Miami-Dade prison. My stepchildren have been kidnapped and their baby mothers and grandmothers murdered, one by Derek’s own abusive mother Christine Sears-Peete, who (together with Hardee County Sheriff’s deputies) tried to frame Derek for Amanda’s death just a week after poisoning her. Kennel owner Donna Thompson kidnapped my dog Charlie, because Sheriff Marceno and Ron Desantis conspired to hide the true body count of Hurricane Ian from the public. When countless unidentified corpses washed ashore, their bodies were simply dumped at the Estero Wildlife Preserve like yesterday’s garbage.
My ex-husband’s employer Mitek Industries refuses to fire him. Even though he has a felony record as a child sex offender, no one will prosecute him, charge him for his current crimes, or hold him accountable. My sister-in-law Jean lost her channel @JeansJunk due to copyright infringement from art she stole from me but was given a new channel @PinkeeJean, where she continues to lie about how she loves Jesus and flamingos yet secretly hating both in her heart. At present, she has twice as many subscribers as I do on my non-monetized, shadow-banned channel, and yet her only content involves opening boxes to raffle in exchange for subscribers, likes, and comments. On her YouTube channel she preaches she is a woman of God, while secretly running the family cartel and trafficking innocent children. She is a hypocrite, a white Christian nationalist, and a classic textbook Karen.
My ex-husband’s siblings all live on this commune in Jefferson, in tiny houses my ex-husband is building for them. I am homeless and have been for four years. They have stripped me of everything, including my reputation, and they have persecuted me, gang stalked, harassed, framed and robbed me, physically attacked me, and tried to kill me and my family.
I have been battling against all the agents and minions of not just my ex’s cartel but criminal co-conspirators of Donald Trump himself, because it is not the flesh and bone but the entities and principalities who govern them. (Ephesians 6:12) This is why Trump’s supporters and minions have worked to destroy my life, because I expose this hard truth–Trump is a child rapist, an antiChrist, false prophet, and MAGA is a satanic cult.
Guislane Maxwell is alive and well in Quebec, while a body double serves out her sentence in a Texas camp. Jeffrey Epstein was spotted in Israel. Virginia Guifre was murdered in April of 2025, and I know it was Andrew Mountbatten who ordered the hit. Why else would the UK arrest him?
Anastasia Tollard, the fake 911 puta caller, is alive and well, assuming fake identities, including that of Tanya Aldana, an evil woman we knew while at the Home 2 Suites, one who witnessed and corroborate the witchcraft lodged against us by the now dead Holly Samson. Anastasia’s mother Valerie still works with at Oakwood middle school in Lockport, IL, even though I warned her superintendent that she has been working with my ex’s and Mrs. Peete’s child sex trafficking cartels. Roger Ludenas, who was re-arrested on 8 counts of fentanyl and cocaine trafficking early last year, and who squirmed his way out of the murder of Daryl Scott in 2018, was released on probation January 8, 2026 and is now wreaking criminal havoc in Lee County. Ironically, my husband Derek, who worked with Agent Jackson to help thwart the Sarasota kidnapping in September 2022 is being wrongfully held in prison. Corrupt Marceno is still Lee County Sheriff, despite being called before a grand jury in December 2024, only to have his charges vanish under corrupt Attorney General Pam Bondi. And Dirty Dan Borgemeyer is still St. Charles City’s Trump Wannabe Mayor.
The thing these evil people didn’t anticipate was that I and my husband Derek are psychic and that all God’s Chosen have divine protection. It has to do with Miss Margaret Todd, who worked with the Manhattan project, with CIA psychics during the cold war, and during the SALT-II negotiations in Geneva, Switzerland in 1972. It was Miss Margaret who told Derek last night about who Ghislaine Maxwell was when I sent him her Instagram picture in a prison email, because Virginia had stated on her dead man’s switch that Ghislaine was even worse than Jeffrey. Virginia talks to me as a psychic medium, and she’s asking me to help find her and all the other murdered Epstein survivors justice.
These dead victims need closure and resolution of their murders. For years I have been collecting evidence of these crimes–evidence which the corrupt FBI refuses to hear–which incriminate ALL these organized criminals. They serve the devil. As a reader of mine stated, “There is nowhere organized crime exists where the devil is not involved.”
These murdered loved ones who need closure are the dead mentioned in the book of Revelation:
Revelation 6:9-11 New King James Version Fifth Seal: The Cry of the Martyrs 9 When He opened the fifth seal, I saw under the altar the souls of those who had been slain for the word of God and for the testimony which they held. 10 And they cried with a loud voice, saying, “How long, O Lord, holy and true, until You judge and avenge our blood on those who dwell on the earth?” 11 Then a white robe was given to each of them; and it was said to them that they should rest a little while longer, until both the number of their fellow servants and their brethren, who would be killed as they were, was completed.
These are the children of God who are asking me for justice. My father-in-law Laverne preached this message about corruption and Satanism. His children knew the truth. Laverne was the inspiration for my Anders Severtsen in the book 1-900-OLD-LADYs, which I know he read in print form when I published the book. Laverne was not perfect, but I loved and respected him as a father, when my own father had failed me and abused me. His ungrateful children murdered him, burned the Illuminati books, and they used my book as the recipe book on how to take him out. They had my outreach shadow banned on YouTube, while Amazon stole my royalties. They stole the printed copies I left in the storage unit, and they all colluded to hide it from the public, just as Stanley did with his book collection. He hoarded it and buried it, thinking no one would find out about his crimes.
And so I am offering up my book free for all, because it is evidence against my persecutors but also has a message about healing. If Amazon is stealing my profits and these evil criminals insist on stealing my ideas, if YouTube continues to allow gang stalkers to siphon my creative energy, I have resolved to give it away, knowing those who are meant to hear and heal from the message will.
1-900-OLD-LADYs: The Lost Art of Making Lefse ends happily for the good guys, while the villains are destroyed. This is God’s hopeful message in the end of the book of Revelation, and as long as I have breath in me, I will use my art and message of God’s promise to deliver His people to heal others.
-L. Lee Starr
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