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| A Wonderful Mother, Grandmother, now a Great-Grandmother, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Friend & Woman... |
Cindy Ramos
In Loving Memory of:
Sunrise: August 22, 1950
Sunset: August 6, 2009
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Words can't begin to describe how I feel
Each night I lay down, stare into space and pray this isn't real...
So quick you were taken, within the blink of an eye,
We have yet to figure out a pathetic reason why...
No excuse or explanation can ever justify, the actions of those two heartless men,
They took from our family more than my grandma, but also my best friend,
The sound of your voice still echos in my head, I can even hear you sing,
I will miss your smile & the way you make me laugh, every little thing
I feel your spirit near and remember how you glowed
Grandmama's Girl, that's what you called me
Grandmama's Girl, that's who I will always be
I'll miss coming over and always having you cook
And sneak my fingers in the food, when you wouldn't look
I'd blame it on my mom, cause she's usually the one
Who'd do little things that get on your nerves, simply to have fun
Can't leave out Freddie, your most annoying son
And how he always bugged you and never would be done
You couldn't help but laugh, cuzz we all did the same
We'd keep on buggin you, until you screamed our name
I wish we could bug you, just one more time
To hear you yell at Freddie, would even be fine
Some people may not understand the things our family does
We are simply just different, with many kinds of love
We also could be serious, but we all love to smile
Happiness feels much better, but a smile can go a mile
You were more than my grandma, you were also my best friend
But that you'll always be until the very end
I could talk to you about anything and know you'd be there
Not to look at me any different, but to guide me with your cheer
I told you first about me being pregnant, with my baby boy
You were so excited to be a great grandma, and hold your bundle of joy
You called me everyday to send you a new picture
Of me and your boy...growing even bigger
As much as I want you there, the day that he is here
In my heart I know, you will always be near
I stare at the sky, my mind out to sea
A Great Grandmother, you were soon to be
I wish you the chance to spread your love to my son
Now I'll have to tell him...how you shine brighter than the sun
Grandma I love you so much and hope you rest in peace
And pray that justice takes its toll on those two beasts!
Each night I lay down, stare into space and pray this isn't real...
So quick you were taken, within the blink of an eye,
We have yet to figure out a pathetic reason why...
No excuse or explanation can ever justify, the actions of those two heartless men,
They took from our family more than my grandma, but also my best friend,
The sound of your voice still echos in my head, I can even hear you sing,
I will miss your smile & the way you make me laugh, every little thing
I feel your spirit near and remember how you glowed
Grandmama's Girl, that's what you called me
Grandmama's Girl, that's who I will always be
I'll miss coming over and always having you cook
And sneak my fingers in the food, when you wouldn't look
I'd blame it on my mom, cause she's usually the one
Who'd do little things that get on your nerves, simply to have fun
Can't leave out Freddie, your most annoying son
And how he always bugged you and never would be done
You couldn't help but laugh, cuzz we all did the same
We'd keep on buggin you, until you screamed our name
I wish we could bug you, just one more time
To hear you yell at Freddie, would even be fine
Some people may not understand the things our family does
We are simply just different, with many kinds of love
We also could be serious, but we all love to smile
Happiness feels much better, but a smile can go a mile
You were more than my grandma, you were also my best friend
But that you'll always be until the very end
I could talk to you about anything and know you'd be there
Not to look at me any different, but to guide me with your cheer
I told you first about me being pregnant, with my baby boy
You were so excited to be a great grandma, and hold your bundle of joy
You called me everyday to send you a new picture
Of me and your boy...growing even bigger
As much as I want you there, the day that he is here
In my heart I know, you will always be near
I stare at the sky, my mind out to sea
A Great Grandmother, you were soon to be
I wish you the chance to spread your love to my son
Now I'll have to tell him...how you shine brighter than the sun
Grandma I love you so much and hope you rest in peace
And pray that justice takes its toll on those two beasts!
A Poem For Grandmama from Angie, aka Grandmama's Girl
| If Tomorrow Starts Without Me If tomorrow starts without me and I’m not there to see, If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me, I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today, While thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say, I know how much you care for me, and how much I care for you, And each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too, But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand, That an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand, And said my place was ready in heaven far above, And that I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love, But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye, For all life, I’d always thought…I didn’t want to die, I had so much to live for and so much yet to do, It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you, I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had, If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for awhile I’d say goodbye and hug you, and mabey see you smile, But then I fully realized that this could never be, For emptiness and memories would take the place of me And when I thought of worldly that things I’d miss come tomorrow, I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow, But when I walked through heaven’s gates, I felt so much at home When God looked down and smiled at me, from his Great Golden throne, He said, “This is eternity and all I’ve promised you” Today your life on earth is past but here it starts anew I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last And each day’s the same, there’s no longing for the past But you have been so faithful, so trusting and so true Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn’t do And you have been forgiven and now at last you’re free, So won’t you come and take my hand and share my life with me… So if tomorrow starts without me, don’t think we’re far apart For everytime you think of me, please know I’m in your heart. |
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| The Sweet Sound of a Beautiful Voice that is Missed so very much! |
| Mama & her 6 children |
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A Tribute to Cynthia 'Cindy' Ramos - Published by Kimberly Elisan-McKinney, her daughter, along with
the help and support of the family. The family asks that you post all electronic pictures or comments in
our Guest Book. This will ensure that all condolences reach the family.
Thank you, and may God continue to bless you.
the help and support of the family. The family asks that you post all electronic pictures or comments in
our Guest Book. This will ensure that all condolences reach the family.
Thank you, and may God continue to bless you.
| Angie & Grandmama Christmas 2007 |
Grandma with a few of the grandkids 2008
| As Cindy's children, the tragic loss of our mother and the brutal manner in which she was taken has left a void and despair that can never be resolved. In our attempt to heal, we have to create some sort of purpose for our mother's death and a legacy in her honor. |
Thus said The Children of Murdered Parents organization is now underway, which
will soon provide comfort and support to those left behind when a parent is murdered.
will soon provide comfort and support to those left behind when a parent is murdered.
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| Couple get life sentences Men accept prison rather than trial for robbing, murdering Tracy mother of six |
| From this experience, we understand the need for awareness and support to this unrecognized group of survivors which we are now a part of. |
For me no gavel hammers, The scales were never weighed...
My crime was that of Victim, My Life the price I paid...
When My Life was Taken, Why were MY Rights not read???
And the statement overruled!!!... Declared when they pronounced Me dead???
No lawyer to call on Me, To take the witness stand...
My Life was brutally taken, My future decided by the offender's hand...
And now MY voice has been taken, Yet a lawyer pleads Their case...
No sign of any remorse, Shows through the smirks upon Their face....
I wish I could take the stand, For the jury to witness My last breath...
So they could see the terror in My eyes, The moment I faced death...
And how they took me from my children,
My grandchildren and 1st Great Grandson soon to be here...
And how they managed to do all this, Without even shedding a tear...
I am not the only victim, As my family now suffers too...
They have been Sentenced to a lifetime of pain, For I know how they miss me too...
The justice system seems to put... More emphasis on the criminal’s rights,
Yet even with such brutality, It's not even asking for Their life!!!
I am so proud of my children, Who have been forced to now be ‘My voice’...
They speak as loud as they can to be heard, Yet the results just seem so absurd...
But those deciding their fate, missed my pleading cries,
Nor did they see that last look upon my face...
And that's why the scales are so "Un-Balanced",
In what seems such an Unfair and Unjust case...
Can the jury really weigh it all... When listening to their pleas???
I’m sure their emotions will show now, Only in hopes one day they may again be free....
But what about my family??? And what about my life???
Why Was MY Life Worth So Little... That Our Legal System Gives Them So Many Rights?
| 'MY DEATH SENTENCE' |
'MY DEATH SENTENCE", by Kimberly Elisan McKinney,
in honor of our Loving Mother, Cindy Ramos
in honor of our Loving Mother, Cindy Ramos
Sentencing of the Two Murderers of Our Mother arrived unexpectedly on
February 2, 2010 when the Morgans decided to plea guilty to 1st Degree
Murder with Special Circumstances and were given Life In Prison Without
the Possibility of Parole!!!
February 2, 2010 when the Morgans decided to plea guilty to 1st Degree
Murder with Special Circumstances and were given Life In Prison Without
the Possibility of Parole!!!
MY VICTIMS IMPACT STATEMENT
by Christina Barnes, eldest daughter of Cindy Ramos
written and read on 2/2/2010
There are no words to describe what our family has been through since August 6, 2009 - the day Robert
Morgan and Jorge Morgan brutally slaughtered our mother, Cindy Ramos.
I wouldn't expect either of them to understand any of it, as only the 'SOUL-LESS" would be capable of
inflicting the pain and terror they bestowed upon our mother that fateful day, when in the previous months,
Robert Anthony Morgan, Plunkett, Costello, whatever the true name, befriended our mother...smiling in her
face when all the while he was planning to...as Jorge stated..."get rid of her".
Our mother, Cindy Ramos, the beautiful and lively 58 year old woman who was truly coming into her own,
the woman with a hearty laugh and a great sense of humor,
the woman with a heart of gold, that gave food she didn't really have to the homeless,
that took in complete strangers without question because "it was cold outside", that even took them food
after they stole from her,
the same woman who took so much pride in her children...
OUR MOTHER,
who gave birth to us,
who took care of us above all else,
fed us when we were hungry,
nursed us when we were sick,
taught us about life...and taught us how to love,
OUR MOTHER, was murdered in cold blood by 2 demons disguised as humans.
by Christina Barnes, eldest daughter of Cindy Ramos
written and read on 2/2/2010
There are no words to describe what our family has been through since August 6, 2009 - the day Robert
Morgan and Jorge Morgan brutally slaughtered our mother, Cindy Ramos.
I wouldn't expect either of them to understand any of it, as only the 'SOUL-LESS" would be capable of
inflicting the pain and terror they bestowed upon our mother that fateful day, when in the previous months,
Robert Anthony Morgan, Plunkett, Costello, whatever the true name, befriended our mother...smiling in her
face when all the while he was planning to...as Jorge stated..."get rid of her".
Our mother, Cindy Ramos, the beautiful and lively 58 year old woman who was truly coming into her own,
the woman with a hearty laugh and a great sense of humor,
the woman with a heart of gold, that gave food she didn't really have to the homeless,
that took in complete strangers without question because "it was cold outside", that even took them food
after they stole from her,
the same woman who took so much pride in her children...
OUR MOTHER,
who gave birth to us,
who took care of us above all else,
fed us when we were hungry,
nursed us when we were sick,
taught us about life...and taught us how to love,
OUR MOTHER, was murdered in cold blood by 2 demons disguised as humans.
MY VICTIMS IMPACT STATEMENT
by Kimberly Elisan-McKinney , youngest daughter of Cindy Ramos
written and read on 2/2/2010
My name is Kimberly Elisan-McKinney and I am Cindy’s youngest daughter. I struggled immensely in trying to prepare
this victim impact statement, lost in my thoughts and blinded by my tears. How can one sum up such a huge loss in life
and how it has affected you, which is already beyond what words could ever explain, in just a few minutes? How in one
day your entire world can be changed forever, affecting every aspect of your life with a type of pain you never even
knew existed, yet leaves you so utterly numb; a focused and fulfilled person now aimlessly walking through life with one
foot on earthly soil and the other constantly seeking and reaching for the heavens above, where the other half of your
soul now resides.
When they took my mother’s life, they took a huge part of me too. They took a huge part of all of us. I never could have
even imagined something like this happening, especially to such a beautiful and loving person like our mother. No
human being should ever have to endure this type of pain – knowing that the woman who brought you into this world
and gave you unconditional love...The only person who holds all of your life’s memories...was taken from her family –
SO BRUTALLY – way before her time. I’ve asked myself ‘Why’ over and over again, but have come to realize that we
will never find that answer. How can you ever make sense out of something so senseless? There is no ‘Why’!!! No
justification for what these cowards did to our mother...My best friend. People do not even kill animals that way, and the
thought of what this two inhumane animals did to her, put her through – basically pure torture – has been, is, and
always will be unbearable and beyond what I could ever describe.
Mom was so excited about finally becoming a great grandmother. She was excited beyond any words I could ever
describe, and due to the heartless, senseless actions of these two...I can’t even call them men, or human for that
matter...she never even got the chance to see her first great grandbaby, born just weeks after her murder. As I look
into his little eyes and carry the love and pride of becoming a new grandmother myself, it is like everything else in life
has now become – Bitter/Sweet! The most beautiful and happy things in life can no longer have the same meaning, as
we will always be left with that void...That part that quickly turns your happiness back to hurt, pain and sorrow...
Knowing that she should be here to share in our joy, as she so wanted to and deserves to be. And as always, those
feelings end up taking me to the same place – where my thoughts always end up at...To her final moments and how
she left the world she gave so much too...To the fear and terror in her eyes as she took her last breaths...To the pain
she suffered, in the physical form as well as the deepest emotional form...Knowing she had to succumb and let go, and
leave behind those she so dearly loved and lived for...Without ever even having the chance to say “Goodbye”.
Our lives were changed forever on August 6, 2009, when our mom was so brutally taken...Leaving me paralyzed with
grief and pain. Why Our Mother? Why Cindy Ramos? She had so much still to live for, so much humanity and
compassion still to share. I still need my mom. We all still need Our Mom. Yet these evil demons invited themselves into
our lives and took a mother, grandmother, now great-grandmother, daughter, sister, aunt, friend, and so much more.
These cowardly murderers keep focusing on their rights not being granted, all the while knowing that they so callously
dismissed our mother’s right to live. Their contempt for a human life is beyond comprehension. Just how do you come
to terms with someone committing such acts of despicable cruelty, especially when no sign of any remorse so clearly is
shown by the constant smirks on their faces.
I don’t even know where I am going with all of this, other than trying to do the impossible, which is to describe in words
the pain we suffer and the impact this has had on our lives. I say this is impossible because it is indescribable, digs to
the depths of your soul, is completely life altering, and for us is only beginning – now 6 months into the life sentence we
have been committed to...Not by any choice or actions of our own, nor of our mother who suffered at the hands of
these animals.
But the lives of so many will never be the same again due to the soulless, heartless, inhumane, cruel, intentional acts
brought upon by these two who sit before us. No sentence given, be it life or death, will ever bring our mother back and
fill the void in our hearts we now forever carry. I guess the sole comfort is in knowing that a life sentence will at least
prevent another family from suffering this type of horrible pain at the hands of these two demons.
by Kimberly Elisan-McKinney , youngest daughter of Cindy Ramos
written and read on 2/2/2010
My name is Kimberly Elisan-McKinney and I am Cindy’s youngest daughter. I struggled immensely in trying to prepare
this victim impact statement, lost in my thoughts and blinded by my tears. How can one sum up such a huge loss in life
and how it has affected you, which is already beyond what words could ever explain, in just a few minutes? How in one
day your entire world can be changed forever, affecting every aspect of your life with a type of pain you never even
knew existed, yet leaves you so utterly numb; a focused and fulfilled person now aimlessly walking through life with one
foot on earthly soil and the other constantly seeking and reaching for the heavens above, where the other half of your
soul now resides.
When they took my mother’s life, they took a huge part of me too. They took a huge part of all of us. I never could have
even imagined something like this happening, especially to such a beautiful and loving person like our mother. No
human being should ever have to endure this type of pain – knowing that the woman who brought you into this world
and gave you unconditional love...The only person who holds all of your life’s memories...was taken from her family –
SO BRUTALLY – way before her time. I’ve asked myself ‘Why’ over and over again, but have come to realize that we
will never find that answer. How can you ever make sense out of something so senseless? There is no ‘Why’!!! No
justification for what these cowards did to our mother...My best friend. People do not even kill animals that way, and the
thought of what this two inhumane animals did to her, put her through – basically pure torture – has been, is, and
always will be unbearable and beyond what I could ever describe.
Mom was so excited about finally becoming a great grandmother. She was excited beyond any words I could ever
describe, and due to the heartless, senseless actions of these two...I can’t even call them men, or human for that
matter...she never even got the chance to see her first great grandbaby, born just weeks after her murder. As I look
into his little eyes and carry the love and pride of becoming a new grandmother myself, it is like everything else in life
has now become – Bitter/Sweet! The most beautiful and happy things in life can no longer have the same meaning, as
we will always be left with that void...That part that quickly turns your happiness back to hurt, pain and sorrow...
Knowing that she should be here to share in our joy, as she so wanted to and deserves to be. And as always, those
feelings end up taking me to the same place – where my thoughts always end up at...To her final moments and how
she left the world she gave so much too...To the fear and terror in her eyes as she took her last breaths...To the pain
she suffered, in the physical form as well as the deepest emotional form...Knowing she had to succumb and let go, and
leave behind those she so dearly loved and lived for...Without ever even having the chance to say “Goodbye”.
Our lives were changed forever on August 6, 2009, when our mom was so brutally taken...Leaving me paralyzed with
grief and pain. Why Our Mother? Why Cindy Ramos? She had so much still to live for, so much humanity and
compassion still to share. I still need my mom. We all still need Our Mom. Yet these evil demons invited themselves into
our lives and took a mother, grandmother, now great-grandmother, daughter, sister, aunt, friend, and so much more.
These cowardly murderers keep focusing on their rights not being granted, all the while knowing that they so callously
dismissed our mother’s right to live. Their contempt for a human life is beyond comprehension. Just how do you come
to terms with someone committing such acts of despicable cruelty, especially when no sign of any remorse so clearly is
shown by the constant smirks on their faces.
I don’t even know where I am going with all of this, other than trying to do the impossible, which is to describe in words
the pain we suffer and the impact this has had on our lives. I say this is impossible because it is indescribable, digs to
the depths of your soul, is completely life altering, and for us is only beginning – now 6 months into the life sentence we
have been committed to...Not by any choice or actions of our own, nor of our mother who suffered at the hands of
these animals.
But the lives of so many will never be the same again due to the soulless, heartless, inhumane, cruel, intentional acts
brought upon by these two who sit before us. No sentence given, be it life or death, will ever bring our mother back and
fill the void in our hearts we now forever carry. I guess the sole comfort is in knowing that a life sentence will at least
prevent another family from suffering this type of horrible pain at the hands of these two demons.
MY VICTIMS IMPACT STATEMENT
by Angelica “Angie” Maravilla , eldest grand-daughter of Cindy Ramos
I received a phone call from my mother
informing me that I have a chance to finally speak my mind.
As I entered my class at school, I take a seat. My legs shaking,... Why? I do not know.
My mind is racing... what seems like a million miles an hour.
I can’t sit still, my eyes on the clock,
I got up and left... I could not sit no more.
As I walk to my car... my legs continue to shake,
Why am I so scared to finally speak my mind? Isn’t this what I needed to get off my chest?
The individual pain I feel for my grandma’s death,
We are all experiencing our own kind of pain.
Each one of us copes with it differently.
Some cry, some distance themselves from the world, some are angry, some can’t sleep,
Some seek counseling, some have horrific nightmares and flashbacks, some lost their personality,
Some never smile, some tried to hide it, Others cannot.
Our minds are forever altered, The question of ‘Why?’ will forever haunt us.
Time goes on, but our pain will always be there.
As each one of us are reminded of grandma through any little thing.
Her voice, laugh, smile, scent, warmth... We will never see again.
She was taken from us with such a brutal end.
So what do I have to say? How do you describe the Indescribable?
Do I describe the pain I feel now? Or the pain I will feel for eternity?
A wonderful woman taken within the blink of an eye,
It's the brutal manner that haunts me.
My grandma wasn't supposed to go like this.
The pain would be so much easier had it been a natural cause like most grandmas, but Murder?
My son (her first great grandson born weeks after she was taken) will now never feel the love I felt from her,
Before it left this hole in my heart..
There is no way to explain the lifetime of pain we have ahead of us.
The struggles we have yet to come, the countless tears that will continue to fall everyday,
I’ve watched every member of this family break down at different times.
It's hard to go on, but we know we must.
Some are in danger of losing their jobs, Others simply cant work.
To put on a smile to hide their pain is something they can’t do.
How is it possible when the thoughts of how and why continue to haunt them?
We too are victims, for it wasn’t just her life taken, but ours too.
She wasn't just a best friend to all, but my grandma...and the one person i could turn to.
Where do i turn to now that she is not here?
I guess I'll just drag along with my feet, because my heart is with my grandma.
Mabey one day I can find it within me to go pick it up,
But even if that day ever comes, it won't erase the pain.
I just hope that no other person will ever have to endure this type of unbearable pain...
Brought upon our family by these two evil men sitting before us.
by Angelica “Angie” Maravilla , eldest grand-daughter of Cindy Ramos
I received a phone call from my mother
informing me that I have a chance to finally speak my mind.
As I entered my class at school, I take a seat. My legs shaking,... Why? I do not know.
My mind is racing... what seems like a million miles an hour.
I can’t sit still, my eyes on the clock,
I got up and left... I could not sit no more.
As I walk to my car... my legs continue to shake,
Why am I so scared to finally speak my mind? Isn’t this what I needed to get off my chest?
The individual pain I feel for my grandma’s death,
We are all experiencing our own kind of pain.
Each one of us copes with it differently.
Some cry, some distance themselves from the world, some are angry, some can’t sleep,
Some seek counseling, some have horrific nightmares and flashbacks, some lost their personality,
Some never smile, some tried to hide it, Others cannot.
Our minds are forever altered, The question of ‘Why?’ will forever haunt us.
Time goes on, but our pain will always be there.
As each one of us are reminded of grandma through any little thing.
Her voice, laugh, smile, scent, warmth... We will never see again.
She was taken from us with such a brutal end.
So what do I have to say? How do you describe the Indescribable?
Do I describe the pain I feel now? Or the pain I will feel for eternity?
A wonderful woman taken within the blink of an eye,
It's the brutal manner that haunts me.
My grandma wasn't supposed to go like this.
The pain would be so much easier had it been a natural cause like most grandmas, but Murder?
My son (her first great grandson born weeks after she was taken) will now never feel the love I felt from her,
Before it left this hole in my heart..
There is no way to explain the lifetime of pain we have ahead of us.
The struggles we have yet to come, the countless tears that will continue to fall everyday,
I’ve watched every member of this family break down at different times.
It's hard to go on, but we know we must.
Some are in danger of losing their jobs, Others simply cant work.
To put on a smile to hide their pain is something they can’t do.
How is it possible when the thoughts of how and why continue to haunt them?
We too are victims, for it wasn’t just her life taken, but ours too.
She wasn't just a best friend to all, but my grandma...and the one person i could turn to.
Where do i turn to now that she is not here?
I guess I'll just drag along with my feet, because my heart is with my grandma.
Mabey one day I can find it within me to go pick it up,
But even if that day ever comes, it won't erase the pain.
I just hope that no other person will ever have to endure this type of unbearable pain...
Brought upon our family by these two evil men sitting before us.
These demons didn't give a second thought to who she was. They didn't care about her screams or cries, or the terror
in her eyes as she faced the inevitable. It meant nothing to the heartless beings that continued to inflict the pain,
torture, and horror we know she endured those final moments of her life.
Our mother died at YOUR hands on that day, and a piece of us also died right there with her on that floor. We have
been sentenced to a lifetime without our mother, and must live everyday with the thoughts of how her last moments
were spent....AND HOW SHE DIDN'T DESERVE IT!!!
Holidays will never be the same. Christmas will always have a gloom. Mother's Day will always have an emptiness, and
birthdays will also be filled with sadness. I will never see my mother grow old. I will never have the opportunity to see
her with gray hair and with old lady clothes. I will never be able to compare myself next to my mom, and ask..will I look
like you when I get old?? I will never see the love in her eyes again as she plays with her grandchildren. NO!!! That
was taken away from me. That was taken away from HER!! From ALL of her FAMILY, and ALL of her FRIENDS!! So
many lives impacted by MURDER...the heinous act which you two planned and carried out in a cowardly fashion.
COWARDS!!!!
It took 2 men, a knife, a rope, and the element of surprise to take her down. One of you wouldn't have had the BALLS
to do it by yourself because you KNOW my mom wouldn't go out like that!!
SHE WAS A FIGHTER!! She DID fight...and her spirit still fights through us 6 children, our children, through Her
Mother, Her Siblings, and through her Cherokee roots. Roots connected to a deep spirituality, roots that are one with
the earth and it's elements, roots that are in touch with GOD...in touch with this life, and the next.
In this life, there can never be true justice, because Our Mother is gone forever. But knowing that neither of you will
ever walk the same streets as me and my children, knowing that neither of you will ever have the opportunity to harm
another innocent person, brings SOME justice.
In the next life, you 2 are already sentenced...sentenced to an eternity far greater than the torture you put our mother
through. Fiery pits await you and NO ONE will hear your cries. You will scream and beg for mercy, and NO ONE will
hear you...just like no one heard my mom. The difference is, with you two, NO ONE will care. You will both spend an
eternity in HELL, which is EXACTLY where you belong.
At present, you have seen us here at every court date. We are in numbers, and we are strong. We will get through
this nightmare, and we will honor our mother, CINDY RAMOS. Her Name, Her Love, Her Spirit, and Her Legacy will live
on forever in the light it deserves......while you two GUILTY MURDERERS ROT AWAY, IN THIS LIFE AND THE
NEXT!!!!!
in her eyes as she faced the inevitable. It meant nothing to the heartless beings that continued to inflict the pain,
torture, and horror we know she endured those final moments of her life.
Our mother died at YOUR hands on that day, and a piece of us also died right there with her on that floor. We have
been sentenced to a lifetime without our mother, and must live everyday with the thoughts of how her last moments
were spent....AND HOW SHE DIDN'T DESERVE IT!!!
Holidays will never be the same. Christmas will always have a gloom. Mother's Day will always have an emptiness, and
birthdays will also be filled with sadness. I will never see my mother grow old. I will never have the opportunity to see
her with gray hair and with old lady clothes. I will never be able to compare myself next to my mom, and ask..will I look
like you when I get old?? I will never see the love in her eyes again as she plays with her grandchildren. NO!!! That
was taken away from me. That was taken away from HER!! From ALL of her FAMILY, and ALL of her FRIENDS!! So
many lives impacted by MURDER...the heinous act which you two planned and carried out in a cowardly fashion.
COWARDS!!!!
It took 2 men, a knife, a rope, and the element of surprise to take her down. One of you wouldn't have had the BALLS
to do it by yourself because you KNOW my mom wouldn't go out like that!!
SHE WAS A FIGHTER!! She DID fight...and her spirit still fights through us 6 children, our children, through Her
Mother, Her Siblings, and through her Cherokee roots. Roots connected to a deep spirituality, roots that are one with
the earth and it's elements, roots that are in touch with GOD...in touch with this life, and the next.
In this life, there can never be true justice, because Our Mother is gone forever. But knowing that neither of you will
ever walk the same streets as me and my children, knowing that neither of you will ever have the opportunity to harm
another innocent person, brings SOME justice.
In the next life, you 2 are already sentenced...sentenced to an eternity far greater than the torture you put our mother
through. Fiery pits await you and NO ONE will hear your cries. You will scream and beg for mercy, and NO ONE will
hear you...just like no one heard my mom. The difference is, with you two, NO ONE will care. You will both spend an
eternity in HELL, which is EXACTLY where you belong.
At present, you have seen us here at every court date. We are in numbers, and we are strong. We will get through
this nightmare, and we will honor our mother, CINDY RAMOS. Her Name, Her Love, Her Spirit, and Her Legacy will live
on forever in the light it deserves......while you two GUILTY MURDERERS ROT AWAY, IN THIS LIFE AND THE
NEXT!!!!!
Lil Daniel Always sleeps holding onto
Great-Grandmas ashes, and will reach & search
until he has it in his lil hand before he falls asleep.
Great-Grandmas ashes, and will reach & search
until he has it in his lil hand before he falls asleep.
MY VICTIMS IMPACT STATEMENT
by Nadine Tobin , mother of Cindy Ramos
This statement is related to my Daughter, Cindy Ramos, who was brutally murdered on August 6, 2009.
First, I want to say that I wish I could be there today and comfort my Grand Children, who have
endured this most difficult situation in their lives. This also includes me, along with Cindy's sisters, brothers,
nieces and nephews here in Henderson, Nevada.
I would hope that Your Honor will make sure these two individuals will at least spend the rest of their
lives in prison, but most importantly, you will make sure they are also separated in the prison system.
by Nadine Tobin , mother of Cindy Ramos
This statement is related to my Daughter, Cindy Ramos, who was brutally murdered on August 6, 2009.
First, I want to say that I wish I could be there today and comfort my Grand Children, who have
endured this most difficult situation in their lives. This also includes me, along with Cindy's sisters, brothers,
nieces and nephews here in Henderson, Nevada.
I would hope that Your Honor will make sure these two individuals will at least spend the rest of their
lives in prison, but most importantly, you will make sure they are also separated in the prison system.
With Mama included and now represented through a
photograph, the above photo represents 5 generations,
YES 5 GENERATIONS!!! How often do you still see
five generations together? Oh how we wish Mama were
still physically here to make it complete...as it should be!!!
photograph, the above photo represents 5 generations,
YES 5 GENERATIONS!!! How often do you still see
five generations together? Oh how we wish Mama were
still physically here to make it complete...as it should be!!!
I cannot imagine what my Daughter could have done to make these VICIOUS and EVIL
men do what hey did to Cindy. There is one thing we do know, they will have to answer
to God hen the time comes.
This family has endured their antics in court such as smirking, laughing, and carrying on
like a couple of sick individuals who have no sense of caring for human life. I guess, it
may be comforting in some sort of way, to know that these two monsters will never see
the light of day nor ever hurt some other innocent life ever again.
I want to say to my Grandchildren, what wonderful kids my daughter has and how strong
you all have been through the most difficult time this Family has ever endured.
I want to thank the District Attorney and their staff for their support while making sure
these two individuals are going to prison for the rest of their lives.
Thank You for this opportunity and May God Bless Cindy and her Children...
Cindy's Mom, Nadine
men do what hey did to Cindy. There is one thing we do know, they will have to answer
to God hen the time comes.
This family has endured their antics in court such as smirking, laughing, and carrying on
like a couple of sick individuals who have no sense of caring for human life. I guess, it
may be comforting in some sort of way, to know that these two monsters will never see
the light of day nor ever hurt some other innocent life ever again.
I want to say to my Grandchildren, what wonderful kids my daughter has and how strong
you all have been through the most difficult time this Family has ever endured.
I want to thank the District Attorney and their staff for their support while making sure
these two individuals are going to prison for the rest of their lives.
Thank You for this opportunity and May God Bless Cindy and her Children...
Cindy's Mom, Nadine
For those who would like to send letters in regards to keeping Cindy Ramos' convicted killers apart, you may do so to the following people, but most
importantly to Victims Services who will forward letters to the Classification Services Representative. Also below, you will find a letter template to use if
that makes it easier. Thank you for all of your help in our quest for justice.
CDCR Office of Victims Services
Attn: Katie James ( please deliver to the assigned Classification Services Representative)
P.O. Box 942883
Sacramento, CA 94283
CDCR Secratary Matthew Cate
1515 S Street
Sacramento, CA 95814
Governor Arnold Sxhwarzenegger
State Capitol Building
Sacramento, CA 95814
Inspector General Dave Shaw
3927 Lennane Drive, Suite 220
Sacramento, CA 95834
Attorney General Edmond G. Brown Jr.
P.O. Box 944255
Sacramento, CA 94244
importantly to Victims Services who will forward letters to the Classification Services Representative. Also below, you will find a letter template to use if
that makes it easier. Thank you for all of your help in our quest for justice.
CDCR Office of Victims Services
Attn: Katie James ( please deliver to the assigned Classification Services Representative)
P.O. Box 942883
Sacramento, CA 94283
CDCR Secratary Matthew Cate
1515 S Street
Sacramento, CA 95814
Governor Arnold Sxhwarzenegger
State Capitol Building
Sacramento, CA 95814
Inspector General Dave Shaw
3927 Lennane Drive, Suite 220
Sacramento, CA 95834
Attorney General Edmond G. Brown Jr.
P.O. Box 944255
Sacramento, CA 94244
To Who It may Concern:
This letter is being written on behalf of murder victim, 58 year old Cindy Ramos, and her 6 surviving children. Ms. Ramos' life
was taken in cold blood by the following inmates:
Convicted: Robert Anthony Plunkett - CDC# H30511
a.k.a. Robert Anthony Morgan
a.k.a. Robert Anthony Costillo
D.O.B. 05/04/1970
Convicted: Jorge Morgan - CDC# V78765
D.O.B 04/04/1985
The above named inmates are co-conspirators and registered domestic partners who claim to be married. The issue is how they
are to be housed for their duration of their Life in Prison Without Parole. It is my strong belief that these inmates be kept apart as
both a punishment for their brutal crime, but also to protect the laws that are currently in place under the State of California Code
of Regulations, Title 15 Article 1, Section 3007, whereby inmates may not participate in illegal sexual acts, inmates may not
consent to sex, and inmates must avoid deliberately putting themselves into a situation where sex may occur. Most importantly I
ask that these men be separated to protect those lives that could fall victim to the same type of crime that was masterminded by
this pair. This could include future crimes against other inmates, corrections staff, or innocent people such as you and I through
the hands of others.
Those that are within the authority to make these decisions, I ask that you take this matter into your serious consideration and
make the right decision on behalf of the Ms Ramos, her surviving family, and concerned citizens of this State, as this decision
can effect future cases of a similar nature.
Very Sincerely,
Signature________________________
A Concerned Citizen
This letter is being written on behalf of murder victim, 58 year old Cindy Ramos, and her 6 surviving children. Ms. Ramos' life
was taken in cold blood by the following inmates:
Convicted: Robert Anthony Plunkett - CDC# H30511
a.k.a. Robert Anthony Morgan
a.k.a. Robert Anthony Costillo
D.O.B. 05/04/1970
Convicted: Jorge Morgan - CDC# V78765
D.O.B 04/04/1985
The above named inmates are co-conspirators and registered domestic partners who claim to be married. The issue is how they
are to be housed for their duration of their Life in Prison Without Parole. It is my strong belief that these inmates be kept apart as
both a punishment for their brutal crime, but also to protect the laws that are currently in place under the State of California Code
of Regulations, Title 15 Article 1, Section 3007, whereby inmates may not participate in illegal sexual acts, inmates may not
consent to sex, and inmates must avoid deliberately putting themselves into a situation where sex may occur. Most importantly I
ask that these men be separated to protect those lives that could fall victim to the same type of crime that was masterminded by
this pair. This could include future crimes against other inmates, corrections staff, or innocent people such as you and I through
the hands of others.
Those that are within the authority to make these decisions, I ask that you take this matter into your serious consideration and
make the right decision on behalf of the Ms Ramos, her surviving family, and concerned citizens of this State, as this decision
can effect future cases of a similar nature.
Very Sincerely,
Signature________________________
A Concerned Citizen
| TEMPLATE LETTER TO KEEP THESE TWO CONVICTED MURDERERS SEPARATED |
Please support us in Our Quest for Justice to assure that the 2 murderers convicted of killing our Mother are not housed
together and allowed the luxury of serving out their life sentences happily together!...by sending letters to the people who
have the authority in making those decisions. The names and addresses are listed below, as well as a template letter you may
use if that makes it easier. We are grateful to all of you for your continued support in seeking justice for our dear mother,
Cindy Ramos. As mom would always say, "Right is Right...& You stand up and fight for what yo u know to be Right!"
together and allowed the luxury of serving out their life sentences happily together!...by sending letters to the people who
have the authority in making those decisions. The names and addresses are listed below, as well as a template letter you may
use if that makes it easier. We are grateful to all of you for your continued support in seeking justice for our dear mother,
Cindy Ramos. As mom would always say, "Right is Right...& You stand up and fight for what yo u know to be Right!"
You may cut and paste the following letter as a template to make tings easier. They do not deserve the luxury of spending their lives
together happily as a couple after plotting, planning, and carrying out such a brutal act...while our Mother does not get the luxury of
spending another day with any of her family she so dearly loved...and who loves and misses her beyond what any words could ever
describe. Again, we thank you for your continued support.
together happily as a couple after plotting, planning, and carrying out such a brutal act...while our Mother does not get the luxury of
spending another day with any of her family she so dearly loved...and who loves and misses her beyond what any words could ever
describe. Again, we thank you for your continued support.