Ernest Willard ARBOUR

1917 - 1980  (63 ans)

• Nom	Ernest Willard ARBOUR
  Naissance	24 juin 1917	Renfrew County,,,Ontario,Canada,Chalk River
  Genre	Masculin
  Divorce	16 déc 1970	Ottawa,,,Ontario,Canada,Carleton County
  	To Lillian Connors
  Décès	8 juil 1980	Ottawa,,,Ontario,Canada,Carleton County
  _CREA	17 sept 2023
  _FIL	LEGITIMATE_CHILD
  ID personne	I2476	Pierre Harbourgt
  Dernière modif.	16 sept 2023

  
  

  Père	Alexandre ARBOUR,   n. 5 juil 1878, Sheenboro,,Outaouais,Québec,Canada, d. 24 déc 1953, Renfrew County,,,Ontario,Canada,Chalk River (Âgé de 75 ans)
  Mère	Lucie CUSSON,   n. 5 avr 1888, Renfrew County,,,Ontario,Canada,Point Alexander d. 20 mai 1929, Renfrew County,,,Ontario,Canada,Rolph Township (Âgé de 41 ans)
  Mariage	11 oct 1904	Renfrew County,,,Ontario,Canada,Pembroke
  _CREA	21 août 2024
  _UST	MARRIED
  ID Famille	F284	Feuille familiale  |  Tableau familial

  
  

  Famille	Lillian CONNORS,   n. 7 oct 1930, Montreal,,Montreal,Quebec,Canada, d. 16 jan 2000, Ottawa,,,Ontario,Canada,Carleton County (Âgé de 69 ans)
  Mariage	9 avr 1955	Renfrew County,,,Ontario,Canada,Deep River
  _CREA	21 août 2024
  _UST	MARRIED
  Enfants	1. Willard Alexander ARBOUR,   n. 12 avr 1951, Ontario,,,,Canada, d. 11 août 2010, Ottawa,,,Ontario,Canada,Carleton County (Âgé de 59 ans)   2. Patricia Ann ARBOUR,   n. 1 sept 1953, Ontario,,,,Canada, d. 17 juin 2009, Ottawa,,,Ontario,Canada,Carleton County (Âgé de 55 ans)   3. Debbie Lee ARBOUR,   n. 21 oct 1955, Ontario,,,,Canada, d. 22 oct 1997, Ontario,,,,Canada, (Âgé de 42 ans)   4. Beverly ARBOUR   5. Diane ARBOUR   6. Ruth ARBOUR   7. Timmy ARBOUR
  ID Famille	F814	Feuille familiale  |  Tableau familial
  Dernière modif.	21 août 2024

  
  

• Notes

  WILL ARBOUR Jr. HAS AN AMAZING STORY TO TELL [from his website http://www.whowil.com/WHO%20WILL%20I%20WILL%20statements.htm on 31 Mar 2006] Youwill be reading a true and factual accountof events that happened tomy father. All of the following can be supported by original documents. You will see his death certificate and petition. Ref: The Estate of Willard Ernest Arbour Sr.: The documents pertaining to the Estatewere retrieved from Public Records. Retrieved By: Willard Alexander Arbour Jr.; Date Ordered: 08 Jul 2003; Date of Birth: 24 Jun 1917; Place of Birth: Pembroke, Ontario, Canada; Resident Of: Chalk River, Ontario, Canada; Father Deceased:08 Jul 1980 WWII Veteran: Regimental No: C - 33259 Europe . C - 417743 Korea; Social Insurance No: 419-581-566; Parliament: Employee Senate Messenger Divorce Application: 28 Oct 1969; Case file No: 3528 -1629 - 69; v Decree ofDivorce Agreement: 1 )That Mary Lillian Ann Arbour would be Disinherit to the Estate of Willard Ernest Arbour 2 ) That any Child Support owing to her in the past or in the forthcoming would be dissolved at that precise date 2 Sep1970. Divorce Wife: Mary Lillian Anne Arbour Villeneuve; Date of Birth: 07 Oct 1930; Common Law to: Edgar Villeneuve 1966 to 2000; Mother Deceased: 16 Jan 2000 My mother's divorce lawyer deceived me the first time I met him,pretending to be representing Lawyer to my Father's Estate. I thought this lawyer was the Senate Lawyer my Father spoke of -- at least that is what this lawyer and Lillian Mary Ann Arbour Villeneuve led me to believe. Three years had passed since Iheard my father's lawyer's name. When my mother's divorce lawyer said he was my Dad's Lawyer, Ijust assumed he wasbecause the names were similar. I was not thinking of Dad's Estate or Lawyers, just the pain of losing the only person thateverloved or caredabout me. My father's Estate lawyeragreed to sit on Willard Ernest Arbour' s Will. He also agreed not to hand it back into the courts, for the sum of Fifty Thousand Dollars which would come out of the Estate. Hired bymy mother's divorce lawyer and my father's estate lawyer, their legal secretary and her accomplice forced my father to sign over his entire Estate to the legal secretary on 06 Jul 1980, just thirty-seven hours beforehe died. I lived with my Father three years before he died of cirrhosis of the liver. He did not even know who I was six or seven months before his passing, let alone be of sound mind to the secretary's own hand-written falsified Will. Thissecretary and her accomplice had donethis kind of shady work for my mother's divorce lawyer in the past , along with her long time friend and comrade, a local government employee. This government employee was hired by the divorce lawyer's secretaryin assisting them in this shady work, not only with my father but withmore people in the past. A nurseat the hospital (Civic Hospital) who was a witness to the legal secretary's own hand-written Will was not Willard Ernest Arbour's nurse, but justpassing bymy father'sroom; who didnot actually see Willard Ernest Arbour Sr. sign any Will, only tooktheword of the other witness, the government employee. A Judge, a trustedand long time friend of my mother's divorce lawyer, who was sick at the time due toalcohol was signing papers at will for this divorce lawyerwithout a glance as to what wason them. This judge would not have signed these papers if he knew what was on these papers, but he trusted this divorce lawyer. A third party lawyerfromanother firm doctored and falsified the necessary papers that had to be done, then put them backin the hands of divorce lawyer. The divorce lawyer knew Lillian Mary Ann Arbour Villeneuve, the Divorced wife of Willard Ernest Arbour,could notgoaftermy father's Estate. This is why they put the Estate in the legalsecretary's name. Then whenitwas time to go to court, Lillian Mary AnnArbour Villeneuve would only have to contest the secretary's hand written Will.For afee, thesecretary would notgive Lillian Arbour Villeneuve a hard time in court. The legal secretary for her part shewould receive Ten Thousand Dollars -- Eight Thousand Dollars would come out of theEstate for her, Two Thousand Dollars was paidtoher long time friend and comrade,the government employee, shortly after they made Willard Ernest Arbour Sr. sign over hisentire Estate. The divorce lawyer was always keeping Lillian Arbour Villeneuve well informed and upto date over thephone. Ioverheard a conversation betweenthetwo on how the divorce lawyer was having a hard time finding a judge to hear his case.The courtswere so tied up; the divorce lawyer tried frantically to get a judge to hear his case. The divorce lawyer mentioned to my mother that he had to hurry to get his case heard, that he had a deadline to keep. The divorce lawyer also said,hehad to get these papers along with other papersthat lawyers were gathering up into the archives warehouse in a hurry.He mentioned that these papers were not going tosurvive or surface ever again. The divorce lawyer told my mother that if he could notget hiscase heard in time, that he might have to go over to the Quebec side.There he would have to get a judge to come over to Ontario, to hear his case -- a QuebecJudge was willing to come to Ontario side to hear the divorce lawyer'scase. The divorce lawyer, whom I still assumed was my father's estatelawyer,came to metell methat there was a woman trying to get my Father's WidowsPension. He also told me that this was the same women who got my Father's Estate. He feltstrongly that my mother should be entitled to the Widows Pension, because shewas theonlywomen who was ever legally married to my Father. I asked this lawyer what he meant when he said "some woman got my Father's Estate"? This lawyer said, "Yes,therewas a hearing a while back and this woman claimed to be his girlfriend or somethingor another. But she managed to get your Father's Estate." I asked this lawyer how can there be a hearing without me, he only replied that he didn't know. It happens, he replied. This lawyer said that all he could do now is to start representing my mother and make sure that this woman doesn't get away with the Widows Pension. Prior to having this Quebec judge hear the lawyer's final case, this lawyer was coachingme. He kept saying, "Now remember, only speak whenI askyouto. When I ask you if you know of thiswomen (legal secretary?), I just want you to reply 'No, that you didn't know her and you have never seen her before.' I'll do the rest." I met thislawyer, my mother, and sister Dianne outside the courtroom the day wewent up in front of the Quebec judge. This fraudulent lawyer motioned everyone into the courtroom, except for me. He said that hewanted me to wait in the lobby until he cameand got me andhe remindedme of my lines.What seemed likea long time, took about twenty to twenty-five minutes. This fraudulent lawyer finally came out of the courtroomand waved me in. A final whisper from this fraudulent lawyer, "Remember just answer my questions,nothing more or less." I was introduce to the Quebec judge as Mrs. Lillian Arbour oldest son. I took the stand immediately. The Quebec judge asked me if I knew the person (legal secretary) or have I ever seen her before? I looked atthe women he was pointingat, right awaythe look of this women was cold. The legal secretary hadbluish-gray hair very richly looking, the clothes to match dark blue and gray in color. There was no chance my father or I even as much as talkedto this type of women, let alonethis women beingin my father's apartment which smelt of diarrhea months before my Dad entered the hospital. I replied to the fraudulent lawyer's question saying, "I nor my father have ever seen this person ever. I continued to say that Ilived with my father for three years prior to his death, that this person was an impostor. I asked the women who she was and why she was doing this? I looked at the judge to explain everything to him, but this judge was writing, looking down asif he didn't heara word I said. This fraudulent lawyer immediately stopped everything, saying, "oh!-oh! May we be excused for a minute or two"? Without bringing his head up to acknowledge me orthis fraudulent lawyer, thejudge just nodded his head sayingnothing. This fraudulent lawyer quickly asked me to step down for a moment, motioningwith his hand in a quick manner. I stepped down wondering what was going on, I sat next to my mother. In a scolding whisper she said, I think you spoiled itfor me.I replied,"what" and at that precise time this fraudulent lawyer called me out to the hallway. Confused to what my mother said, I went with this fraudulent lawyer hoping for an explanation. All thisfraudulent lawyer said was for me to wait outin the hallway,that I was getting the women upset and that he would call me in shortly. This fraudulent lawyer stopped a passerby police officer asking him to make sure I did not re-enterthe courtroom. Needless to say, the policeofficerdid what this fraudulent lawyer wanted. Once again I was waiting in the hallway for this fraudulent lawyer to come and get me, but henever did. Later, my mother and sister Dianne came out of the courtroom. Iwent upto them asking, "What happened?"Mothersaid,"Nothing happened. It's over." "What do you mean it's over!! Did you get the Widows Pension?" I replied." "Yes, I got it. Now come on, let's go." Shortly afterthat, I heard on the radio that there was water damagedone toabuildingthat housed Wills andEstates. There were thousandsof documents, that were destroyed. Right away I thought of the divorce lawyer and the otherlawyers, they destroyed everything. I wentto the police about these lawyers trying to railroad my Father'sEstate but theycouldnot help me, without any names. Well, I still did not have any names. Until my mother requested to see me, at her death bed. Only then, did I know the truth,my mother told me that this fraudulent lawyer was in facther Divorce Lawyer, that this fraudulent lawyer wasnever my Father's lawyer. She sat me down and explained everything, most of it I already knew. I asked Lillian Arbour Villeneuve if she remembered what my Father's Lawyer's name was but she couldn't remember. She told me to go to the Notre Dame Cemetery for that information, that it would be there. I knew roughly the where abouts my Father was buried, but not the exactspot. On06 July 2003 on oneof my regular visits to the cemetery, I continued the search for Dad. Having no luck in my search, I once again left the cemetery. As I was driving out, an elderly lady was sitting on the edge near theentrance. She was wearing a white dress,with a flowered pattern. There was such apleasant-peaceful look about her,sheimmediately became the focal point to my interest. I stopped the vehicle across the road and watched her for a moment. She seemed like, she was sketching something from a distance. I stepped out of the vehicle, walkingtowardher. I sat inconversation range from her. We talked about the day and her sketch which was quite good. Imentioned to her that I was visitingmy father, butthat he was playing a little hide and seek game with me.I told her I've been searching for my dad's burial sight for years, but could not find him. She pointed to a building saying, "If you go to the office of the cemetery from 8 to 5 pm, they would know where he was buried." Well, once again, my education has embarrassed me at an inconvenienttime. Who would have known that dead people needed an office too?I left thanking her, as she spoke her last words to me. "Whenyou find your father, plant him some flowers. Dead people love flowers too, you know." The pleasant memory of thislady kept me up halfthe night. I'm not the spiritual kind of guy, but if there was ever an angle. On 07 July2003,with the memory of this lady still fresh onmy mind. Iwoke up late, arriving at the Notre Dame Cemetery at around 2 pm. An employee whom I will notidentify kindly approached me, offering me her assistance. Giving her the same name as my father,lettingher know what great lengthsI have searched for my father, I asked her if she could help me locatemy father's burial site. Theemployeewas only too happy help me, in what seemed like such a small quest. The employee went to the files, coming back towards meshe looked a little disappointed. "Are you sure your father was buried here?" she replied. She said there wasno record of a Willard Ernest Arbour listed by that name. Of course my father is buriedhere, I replied, slightlybaffled to what the employee was saying. Shewent back to check the files again, this time coming back with the look of accomplishment.This is why we could not find him, yourfather was buried under the name of Ernest Willard Arbour. I thought in angersaying to myself, "It figures those crooks couldn't even bury Dad in his right name. The employee gave the area where dadwas, Posse (lot) #212 section64 - A. Feeling eagerness in finally finding Dad, soon came to confusion anda sense of lost. I was havinga hardtime finding the location and quickly went back to see the employee, she sent a grounds person to show me. When we reached an empty area of the cemetery, thegrounds person stood there with his arms pointing in an southerlydirection. He said, "thisis where your father is, his head at my feet and his legs pointingin that direction." Sadly, dad had nostone or plate to mark his resting place. I asked himhow he knew myfather was buried in that particular spot. Hepointed at a small gray brick inthe ground with a silver platepop riveted to it. Engraved to this small metal plate was the words that read POSSE # 212Section 64 - A. I was outraged thatlawyers cashed inon my fathersEstate disinheriting me and they couldn't even properly mark Dad's grave site. Back to the cemetery office, I spoke again to theemployee. I asked her how would Igo about getting a stone in place formy dad. That area was of common ground, nothing to be erected in that area. That I would have to place a plate there only. I inquired about aplate. The price of these plates were very highly priced. The employeesaid, "Just pay for it out of the Estate." I toldher (knowing the lawyers destroyed all the records)there was no Estate. She kind of giggled saying,"Yes, there is." I replied, that there wasn't. Again she giggled saying, "Oh, yes, there is!" I was getting a little upset asto what she was sayingandasked her what she meant. Once again she said in a gigglingkind of way, Oh yes there is an EstateandI'll prove it to you. Cheerfully walking away from me saying, "Here I'll show you what I mean,"shereplied. The employee came back withsome papers which had some information ofmy dad. The employeehad to explain everything to me because the informationwas in French. The employee gave me a copy of these papers. I went to 100 Spark Street, thereI was toldthat THE FIRM movedto 200 Elgin St. onthemain floor. There I met another female lawyer, she told me that the Estate Lawyer has been dead for tenyears. I asked her about my Fathers Will, if you want to know what happened to your Father'sWill just go across the street to the courthouse toPublic Records and find out there what happened to it. Once again my education has failed me. I had no knowledge of this Public Records. As long as I was gettingleads to all thisinformation,I was determined to investigate. On08 July 2003, Iordered File # 62880/80 : Date Received 10 July 2003. Title of Proceedings: Estate of Willard E. Arbour. Receiving this File of Documents the papers were almost like brittle texture. When questioned,the clerkreminded me of thewaterdamage. These papers were not suppose to survive, hoping they have some prove my quest for the truth. I called the cemetery employee to thank her once again, but she said she couldn't talk to me anymore. That herjob was threatened andnot to callherback,thatshe needed her job. I started a little protest in front of theLawyers Building 200 Elgin Street, A reporter of the local news covered the story but down-played it a lot. I had the privilege of talking tothe accomplice'sdaughter.She acknowledged knowing of her mother's friend the Estate secretary the daughter said, "I saw you on the news. I was appalled on what the Estate secretary has done to you. I was not a bitsurprised that the Estate secretary didthis, knowing her past. I neverliked thatwoman." When I implicated her mother, I could tell that she was shocked. Excuse me! "My mother is a Born Again Christian, she would never take part in anything like this." I mentioned to the daughter that her mother knowingly signed Estatesecretary's illegal Will. The daughter did not want to believe me. She was to talk to her mother and get back to me. I waited a week, then called the daughter back. She talked with her mother, now wanted to see the Willthat her motherwitnessed.Shesaid, "Iknow my mothers signature and wanted to compare." I obliged her by immediately bringing a copy toher on Meadowlands Dr. hoping she would get her mother to correct a wrong.Instead,I was wrong,she quicklychanged herphone number. 1. The Estate lawyer did not hand Dad's Will back into the courts. Is it possible they might have been destroyed? 2. 31 Mar 1980 till his death 08 Jul1980. Why did the Estatesecretary an educated women of the legal profession wait till hours of my Fathersdeath, to sign over his Estate to her? The Estate secretary gave information to Kelly's Funeral Home on Somerset Street W. Branch on my Father,which was unknownto her. i.e.:Social Insurance Numberor Place of Birthwas false. 3. Dad was takingmorphine, a man who they claim to be of sound mind. The Estate secretary's hand written Will, is no joking matter. It was a deliberate, planned Criminal Act. 4. The Estate secretary and the accomplice done this kind of Criminal Act for the divorce lawyer before they did it to my Father. 5. The divorce lawyer went to his grave a broke man, knowing a lot of lawsuits wouldtake place after his death. Did the Estate secretary pass away broke too, in fear of a Lawsuitagainst her Estate? 6. The Estate secretary accomplice has a house in Manotick, Ontario, and is still very muchalive. Will she sell her housetoo in fear of a Lawsuit? 7. Itried to contact the Estate secretary accomplice by phone, at the address1195 Meadowlands Dr. E . The Estate secretary accomplice's daughter switched names in obtaining a phone through Bell Canada. 8. My biological mother's second husband sold the house he shared with Mrs. Lillian ArbourVilleneuve as soon as he found out I wasafter the truth. 9. Why did the lawyers end up with most of the money from my dad's Estate? 10. How much was actually paid outto the lawyers? 11. Someone must have cutthe lawyersa promissory note of somekind, to dad's Estate, Life Insurance, and Pension 12. The fraudulent lawyer confronted me saying, "Look-it, Iknow your Fathergot screwedout of his Estate, but it was your motherthat did it. I should knowI did the paper work to make it happenfor her. Ask her she'll tell you." I told the fraudgenantlawyer I didn't have a mother, I had a Father.That he was goingto pay for what he did to my father. Hequickly got a gag order against me not to challenge them, depriving me of my right to Free Speech & Rights toProtestagainst a crime that the lawyers did against my Father. They will continue to cheat the deadand there loved-ones if I do not take a stand now. 13. I've beenthreaten of alawsuit or thrown in jail if I continueto defame whattheycallthe good reputation of these people. 14. I am not defaming anyone. They are defaming meby calling me a liar. 15. Day of the Court Order that wasplaced on 02 Mar 2004. I wasambushedby the police and lawyers, toldto be in court in ten minutes.Inadequatetime to prepare my case. 16. Lawyers asked for atemporary Court Order, becausethey intended to sue me. Arethey stalling for time? Hoping everyoneinvolved woulddie soonor later. 17. Why can I notbe heard in front of a Judge and Jury? Iwas told positive remarks of The Law Society --well, we'll see. The last thing you want is tohave your children or your grandchildren, askingfor justice for you. After the parents hired a low down snake to protect their Will and Estate fortheir loved ones. More Information: On dad's WILL and Estate, please contact:Call: (613) 566 - WILL; Fax: (613) 233-8629 Thank you, Willard Alexander Arbour Jr. P.S. I have been to court twice, bothtimesI felt theJudgescaredlesswhatI had to say.Is fraudulent third party lawyeror someone else talking to theJudge prior to the courtcase? I can not and will not stop until there is aPublic Inquiry of some kind into this matter. If you wish to respond tothis statementpleasee-mail me at: whowil a magma.ca ___ By 19 Aug 2008, a new message appeared on Will's website: Hello, I'm Willard E. Arbour Sr. I died of cirrhosis of the liver aftersuffering some 18 months fromit. Myson spentmy last three yearsliving with me.I spent my last 3 months in hospital under heavy medication so I could deal with the pain. Not 36 hours before I died, a woman asked me to sign what was in her words my"new will and testament": instead ofleavingeverything tomysonfor himto distribute amongmy other six childrenand himself, this new will asked me to give everything to someone I didn't know, I refused. The womansigned my name; I didn't sign. Proof? Why would I sign E. W.Arbour, asshown on the new will, when my realname is W.E. Arbour? -- always has been. Other things don't hang together either. They buried me as E. W. Arbourand listed Nextof Kin as my lawyer and law firm: they duped my son and my children received nothingof my estate, perhaps $300. It'snot fair, it's theft or illegal by some replacement will and testament, the one I certainly did not sign. That signature is not mine. It's a forgery. This seems so obvious and simple to correct: why can't itbedone?My son hasbeen carryingtheburden allthese years; sure, you can see it still on his shoulders as this sandwich board. If you know of a way to lighten hisburden or to help himcarry this (his andmy) message to perhaps a hundred honestand generouspeople whocan usetheirinfluence to right awrong, please let my son know how. He is willing, but he hasn't been listened to or heard. If youare moved by thisstory and would like to see justice done, please sign the petition.