10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. VICTIM STATEMENT (Robert "Buddy" Harkness) January 7th, 2011 - Sentencing State of CT vs. Tammy Labrecque Robert has asked me, his co-conservator, James Beck, to read his Victim Statement. T have known you, Tammy, for 15 years. You were my personal nurse. You were entrusted with my care. I'm here today because you violated that trust. I want everyone to see who I am. I want people to be able to put my face with my name. T want everyone to know that no one deserves to be treated like you treated me. I want other people to know that they do not have to be abused. They do not have to allow it. All they have to do is tell someone. Just tell someone. Say NO MORE! STOP! What makes all this more terrible is that you knew all the intimate details of my life. You knew the challenges and sadness that I had gone through. You knew my greatest joy was to live in my own home.Page 2. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 26. 27. 28. 29. 30. You also knew my greatest fear was that I'd have to live ina nursing home. From the first day you began to take care of me you tried to make me believe that you were the most important thing in my life. You told me that I could not live without you. On the outside you acted like you really cared for me. You could be so nice to everyone around you. But you really didn't like anyone. As soon as you were alone with me, you'd make fun of me, laugh at me, mock mé. You'd yell at me because of my disabilities. You would physically abuse me. You often told me that you were doing me a favor by taking care of me. fa ale Through all of this you were treated like a member of my family. You were included in everything; birthdays, holiday, celebrations. You went everywhere with me and Jim and his family. You went to the beach each summer, on a trip to Disney World and many other trips. You even stood at the bed of family and friends as they were dying.Page 3. 31. 32. 33. 34. 35. 36. 37. 38. 39. 40. 41. 42. 43. You told me that I was the cause of all of your problems. I thought I'd rather be dead that take any more of your abuse. March aath, 2010 was the happiest day in my life. The police came, arrested you and took you away. Since that day you have tried to place blame on everyone else except yourself. You've tried to make people believe that you were the one being abused. You've tried to make people believe that I was abusing you and that you had a right to defend yourself. How many times did you tell me that I was pathetic? The price you're going to pay for what you did to me is a small price. Even with everything that you've done to me. You know the person who I am. The last thing I want to say to you is three words. I FORGIVE YOU.