Complaint Review: Lafe Purcelle

1339 West Colonial Dr

Orlando, Florida-32804

407-915-4836



           "LAFE PURCELLE"

           ACCIDENT/SLIP AND FALL ATTORNEY



            ATTORNEY RIPS OFF AND ABANDONDS THOUSANDS OF CLIENTS: CHECK THIS OUT!!!!!



     Lafe Purcelle is a slip & fall/accident attorney who took in thousands of clients then closed his doors, fell off the face of earth, left all these clients including me without money for or getting treatments or therapy. Check out my story:



     Day before Thanksgiving, 2008 I recieved a letter from SSI in my interpretation said: "Mary Stamper":  You are losing your mind, daughter, home, belongings, truck and money.  All this came from Pamela Boone & Mischelle Marie Shaffer when I signed permission on a piece of paper from the HRS giving Mischelle permission to stay at Pamela Boone's house.  Mischelle thought she would gain the money which was her dad's death benefits.  When a child turns 16 the benefits go down to $750.00 per month and is comes in the child's name.  Mine were going to be coming in my name with Mischelle's listed secondary.  This was not Pamela Boone's nor Mischelle's plans.  Mischelle thought she would get someone either Pamela Boone or Dona Rizzano to take over guardianship so that she would gain the check and get to do whatever she wanted which at the time was go to Ohio to join her l*****n lover, Brandy.  Mischelle was violated and caught with Jesse James Thorne so many times after his release from prison for armed bank robbery in Lake County.  She lost the money, Pamela Boone kicked her out, supposedly Mischelle is somewhere in Ocoee and so she says she is pregnant due soon.  Pamela Boone and Mischelle took my signature from that one piece of paper giving her permission to stay across the street because she was getting violent towards me.  You can refer to all these stories also within this site about Pamela Boone and Mischelle Marie Shaffer.  Both of these women, because my daughter to me became a woman when she had sex at 9 years old while I was working night shift training manegers and cooks at Dennys.  Then when she took the money, my husband's, her dad's death benefits across the street to help another family, a crack head, meth head family, with their meals, bills etc...These women took my signature to doctors, dentists, schools, clinics etc...to gain guardianship so that they can and did go to the SSI office and get the death benefits to go across the street in Pamela Boone and Mischelle Marie Shaffer's names.  When I got the letter it immediately started sinking in that my own daughter, Mischelle Marie Shaffer and Pamela Boone are taking the death benefits across the street, they or she is not going to help her own mother with the bills till I either get my disability or get rehired at Dennys.  I was three months ahead in the rent but Pamela Boone, Mischelle Marie Shaffer and the owner of the park were working together on getting rid of me, getting me evicted.  Jim Free used to try to rape me in my home and was even caught a few times my my bff at the time, Phyllis Quoma who worked for the SSI office for many years came in and caught him trying to rape me.  I told Jim Free to go to Crissy, Pamela Boone's daughter.  She will give oral sex for a few dollars.  Jim was the manager of the park at the time and Michael Wiedemeyer's whiskey and beer drinking buddies.  All of them worked together to take my house, scam, trick me however possible to get rid of me and Mischelle had them all believing I was abusing her but a good friend and angel I have in the HRS office will testify to all the investigations and false accusations these two came up with which all closed successfully, thank GOD!  I loaded all my belongings in my old 95 Dodge and a wagon.  Took everything to the woods which down the road made good bon fires out in the woods.  While I was loading all my belongings out of a home that Mischelle grew up in, which I built from the joist up.  I laid floors, subfloors, insulation, walls, ceilings, then carpet, tiles, lenoleum, a gorgeous master bath I was building and the first bath was allready done.  The entire house was done.  One really huge room as you walk in, a huge living room, seperate dining area, gorgeous counters I built, beautiful kitchen with all new appliances, trim work looked pro.  Three bedrooms which I spent over $600.00 for each room for the carpet.  Didn't know I was going to have to give up another house I built.  Mischelle, Pam and all their friends were out in the street laughing, dancing and chanting:  We took your daughter, we took your money and now we are taking your house and making you homeless.  I wanted to end them if you know what I mean.  I was through fighting the park, Jim Free, Michael Wiedemeyer, Pamela Boone and Mischelle Marie Shaffer over the death benefits and house I built.  I walked out the gate to where they were all partying together and laughing at me and handed the title/deed signed over to Mischelle Marie Shaffer to Mischelle and said now the fight is over.  I went to the woods and had a mental and physical breakdown.  Someone finally called an abulance and caught my boyfriend Michael Eugene Nash kicking me in the face because I was getting sick over everything that had happened and throwing up.  I was accused of purposely ruining his life and his families Hollidays.  I didn't know what really happened because for three days I could see a huge black man always staring at me.  I assumed he was my one on one.  He was assigned to watch over me while I was staring at him for three days and couldn't move or talk nor tell anyone what happened.  The lot rent was not due for another month, I was three months ahead, yet Mischelle and Pam handed the title/deed over to Michael Wiedemeyer and he wanted $3,000.00 straight up for my house.  I even made the skirting all around it from scratch siding.  Didn't get to even take a second look at all my work.  All the memories of her growing up there, birthdays, Easters, Christmas', Halloweens, Thanksgivings etc...gone.  Wiped out in one day! 



         November 27, 2008.  Starting to comprehend what all had happened and realizing I had a physical, mental and medical breakdown.  I was not the same person anymore.  If I hated life and people before I now hated them even more.  Finally coherant I wanted to get a shower but there was a lot of water on the bedroom floor and bathroom floor.  The water was so much it overflowed into the bedroom.  I kept asking the male nurse to please get someone to clean it up.  It was nasty, had been there for days, had tons of black curley hairs in it and was stagnated.  After asking four times I decided to take my only wash cloth and clean it up.  They only give you one bath towel so I had to make the wash cloth work.  I knew it would take hours like this but eventually I would get to take a shower.  I stepped into the water that was overflowing into the bedroom and this changed my life for the worse forever.  I laid in that nasty water for about 45 minutes or so yelling for someone to come help.  No one showed up.  Eventually I was able to get to my feet and limp, pull myself or hobble to the front desk the best I could covered in nasty water.  I told them what happened and they didn't seem to care.  I kept telling the mail nurse over and over what happened but he continued ignoring me.  The next day was a Monday when the doctor came to see me.  I told him what happened.  He was furious.  He wrote up his entire staff and the male nurse then told them to get me to a hospital as fast as possible.  Still no shower I went in an ambulance to the hospital.  I had not been prescribed any medications up to that point so no one could say I was medicated.  I was admitted into the Eatonville Lakeside Alternatives for mental/physical and medical depression/a breakdown.  The hospital did tons of test and MRIs.  They found 4 herniated disk in my lower back, 4 herniated disk in my neck, bone degenerate & joint degenerate which all of this radiates to my legs and feet.  The docs said I would be bed ridden for the rest of my life, no walking, no ladders, no bending/stooping-life as I knew it was gone.  I was going back to Lakeside after all the test etc...They still needed to do the paperwork and prescribe meds and refer me to an attorney and get me into therapy.  An accident/slip and fall attorney came to Lakeside and met with me in a private room and told me he was taking on my slip and fall case if I wanted him to.  I signed everything and gave him permission to proceed because he said he could get me into see a doctor and therapy and order all the MRIs they need etc...I was put into therapy and under a docs care for 18 months then was released because not only was 18 months all he prescribed for me but there was still no improvement only getting worse and therapy was making everything worse.  Today is December 25, 2012.  The 4 year anniversary of the slip and fall has passed.  I am now prectically bed ridden.  Aside from bathroom and grocery trips I'm bed ridden/a shut in.  No knows and no one cares.  I've been to quite a few pain specialist and pain manegements but because of the Medicare co-pay I never get to stay with them.  The last one wanted to do three epidurals in my lower back and three in my neck.  Thank God I backed out because of the co-pay.  I wasn't looing forward to that and am happy it didn't happen.  I called Lafe Purcelle's office every week for the past four years and now their office has closed/fell off the face of the earth/missing in action or D:  got thousands of settlements and hauled butt.  Does anyone out there know anything about this attorney and his where abouts or is there any attorneys on this earth that can pick this case up and help me?  I still have all the MRIs and my doctor has all the records of all the specialist, MRIs, test etc...I thought this settlement was going to help me get into treatment, therapy or any surgeries or epidurals or whatever else I need to help me get out of this bed.  What happens to the thousands of clients?  I'm just a small pea in that huge pod.  After all this happened to me a 12000 pound shed fell on me I was trying to move it into the woods to have something to ive in then I was on TV for having the worse case of mirsa in history because my boyfriend at the time Michael Eugene Nash would not let me call an ambulance because he was sick of me ruining his hollidays and life by getting hurt and sick.  There was tons of tragedies that happened to me during all this time and life might have been different for me if everyone eg: all my friend/enemies had not stolen my SSI settlement or I would have gotten this slip and fall money so I could go into treatment and therapy long term.



                                                  Signed:  Mary Stamper

                                                   SMALL PEA IN HUGE POD