Flagstaff, AZ

I was walking into a Kinkos/FedEx this afternoon near Northern Arizona University (Flagstaff, AZ) where I go to school and opened a door for a well-dressed black woman. She had a suitcase. She was trying to give a piece of paper to a couple who had just exited, and then returned back inside to hand me her manifesto. It was typical of the rest - microwaves, race separation, oral sex abuse, etc - and was written on her Greyhound bus ticket. She told me she was on her way to New Mexico and then DC. Her ticket was from Kingman, AZ to Santa Fe, NM with a stop in Flagstaff... although she obviously got off before her apparent destination. She was getting a ride with the couple, presumably to the train/bus station... although her ticket to NM was for January 26, yesterday.

Flagstaff, AZ

Well, Marilyn is now in Flagstaff, Arizona. Her letter is hand written
on a Greyhound ticket that shows her traveling from Kingman AZ, to Santa
Fe, NM.

She came by City Hall today and handed out her "letters" to everyone
she came across. I was at lunch at the time and did not get the
pleasure of meeting her.

Her letters all seem to have the same theme.

I cannot believe I actually found information about her on the
internet... CRAZY!!!

Boulder City, NV

I work in a hotel in Boulder City, NV (about 20 miles from Vegas), and had the pleasure of meeting Ms. Gibbs today. Apparantly she has been quite busy. A local church paid for one night at our hotel. When she arrived, I helped her to her room. She told me that she was a prophet like Dr. King, and gave me a flier. I went back to the office and started reading the strangest thing I've ever read in my life. About halfway through, a police officer pulled up and started asking questions about her - namely was a teenager with her. I said no, she was alone, but I let him read her flier. I then spotted her outside standing in the middle of the parking lot, holding a bunch of papers above her head. I told the cop that that was her. He went outside to talk to her, and when he came back told me that she was "confused" but seemed nice enough, and left. The housekeeper came in. I showed her the flier. She read it, said that she thinks it was the same lady she had met in Searchlight, NV. She said the lady had threatened people there with a very large knife. Then, another lady came in that works for a nonprofit org. out here. Apparantly Ms. Gibbs had been at there too. They had paid for a week at another hotel, but Ms. Gibbs refused to stay there. Then she started picking her nose and trying to wipe it on the volunteers. She also stated to them that she had a knife in her suitcase. Also, a teenager was waiting for her outside there too. Finally, the lady from the church that had paid for her stay came in (where she was trying to get copies made there too, btw) and we all compared notes. It was enough for me to become very concerned about the safety of the other guests and employees at my work, so I called the police back. They came, and checked her room for this mystery boy that was seen with her. Nobody was in her room, but the cop said that she had defecated on one of our sheets and put it in the sink. He said it stunk in the room. Does anyone else know of any violent tendancies on her part of has she mentioned this knife to anyone else? What about a young boy with her? I am quite concerned about this.

I attached the copies of the letter I got from her.

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Cedar City, UT

Cedar City, UT 8:40 am 1/13/09

I was at Albertson's in Cedar City and when I was about to leave, a women with several suitcases and a plastic bag of toilet paper asked where she could get some breakfast. I told her that Denny's and IHOP would be her best choice. She then asked if I could give her a ride to the Denny's. I told I would and once she got in my jeep she asked if I could instead take her to WalMart on the other side of town. I told her I would and while we were on our way she then asked if I could take her to New Harmony which was about 15 min from Cedar. I told her I couldn't because I had to get back to the University to go to a class. Unphased, she then asked if I could take her to Kannaraville, which was also far and I repeated that I couldn't because of class. Finally when we got to WalMart she asked for some money so she could get breakfast. I gave her $5 and then she took out those flyers, didn't write anything, and handed me them. I read them when I got back to my dorm and saw that it made no sense.

Later that night, I called the Police Department in Cedar City and told her about the woman. They then told me that she was doing nothing criminal so they couldn't arrest her and that she is paranoid schitzophrenic but not so much that they can institutionalize her. I think the next person to encounter her should definitly take her to a mental health clinic because she really shouldn't be travelling the country in this state.

Cedar City, UT

My wife and her girlfriend picked her up to give her a ride to a local coffee shop in Cedar City UT yesterday, January 4th. She gave both of them the handouts and spoke to them as if they already knew who these people in her writings were. The experience was unsettling to both of them and expressed a disinterest in ever giving someone a ride somewhere, no matter how nice and friendly they looked. After reading some of the writings, I was beginning to think the would make good lyrics for some Indy band. The "Microwave Abuse Oppression Offense" caught my eye, and I just had to find out if there was such a thing. Good use of abstract imagery. A white, racist Ani DiFranco might enjoy the inspiration.

Cedar City, UT

I Encountered Miss Gibbs January 2nd around 5 pm at the cedar city utah staples. and she gave me a letter that makes no sense?

St George, UT

My wife and I were leaving the Chuck-O-Rama restaurant in St George, UT this afternoon when we were approached by a very nice mannered black lady. She excused herself for intruding and asked if we could help her get to Washington just a few miles north of where we were at. At first I hesitated, then seeing that she appeared to be a very sincere and cordial lady in need of help, my wife and I agreed that we would take her, even though it was in the opposite direction of where we wanted to go.

After we all got into our car we began a discussion with her by making introductions. She introduced herself as Ms Marilyn and told us a similar story that we have now found on this blog and numerous other preceding it. She told us she was an activist similar to Martin Luther King Jr. but that for her it was not a willing participation but something she was being compelled to do. To be truthful, we seemed to disarm much of the manner of Ms Marilyn we are reading about in this blog by asking her where she was from. She mentioned that she had recently been in Park City and several places north – but that she was currently staying in Cedar City though she’d come to St George on business. We told her we were from Cedar and that we would be returning later that evening. She seemed to not have heard that we were not returning immediately when she asked us if we were now returning to Cedar could she ride with us. We restated that we had children we had to pick up from other activities and that we would not be driving back to Cedar until later. She then stated that the Washington On-Ramp to I-15 headed North would be the place she would like us to drop her off.

Before getting to the inter-change I told her that it would be more-likely she could find someone returning to Cedar City by going to the local Costco. She stated with some hesitancy that she wouldn’t mind being let off of the on-ramp but that if we thought it best at Costco for her she would accept that. We told her that we would check back later on our way and look for her. She seemed very concerned that she had to be back in Cedar before nightfall and back into the lodging that was being provided for her. My wife asked her if she had a cell-phone that we could check up on her later, and she stated she did not and asked if we had a cell-phone and when we confirmed we did, she asked if we would place a call for her. My wife handed her a cell phone and she passed it back asking my wife if she would dial a number for her. My wife dialed the number and handed her the phone which had begun to ring. Ms Marilyn stated that perhaps she should have let my wife talk to the person she wanted to leave a message with concerning her where-about, but then leaves a fairly detailed message on an answering machine. In the message Ms. Marilyn states where she is (Washington, UT) and that she is headed back to Cedar to the lodgings this person had provided for her. In her message she asks this person to please clear the lines for her and make certain everything is safe for her.

As Ms Marilyn is getting out of the vehicle in the Costco parking lot she then reaches into her packages and retrieves a Sales Receipt from the local UPS store. Thinking that she is reaching for some money to pay for the short trip we had just provided my wife begins to protest. Ms Marilyn who up to now had not really talked about any of the things we are reading about in this blog, tells her to please take the receipt that shows how much she has just paid to get her papers printed. She also pushes a package of five papers folded into a bundle into my wife’s hands and asks her to please pass them onto five of our friends. We notice she has several more such bundles in her packages. We had noticed that big shopping bag of toilet paper rolls.., and thought it to be very curious – but it was not part of our conversation. Later it was as we read the paper she left us that we read almost verbatim the type of things this blog is reporting.

My wife and I visited with family a short time later while still in St George. A son-in-law is a member of the local police force in St George and out of curiosity he called in to see if there were any reports on this strange, but very nice lady we had just met. There were none to be of any concern as we really could not identify any thing of bad report on her. My wife and I expressed our concern that perhaps she may have trouble getting back to Cedar and asked him to watch for any reports that might indicate she had further problems or incidents. We have now returned home and out of curiosity I’ve done some research on the number Ms Marilyn called and left a message with using my cell phone. The number was an Ottowa-Hull number in Ontario, Canada. I have the name of the person on the answering machine she left the message on. I am wondering if she really knew who she was calling or if she’d just picked the number at random.

My wife and I really enjoyed our short visit with Ms. Marilyn. She was very cordial and gave no indication at all during our short encounter of any of the things we are reading in her paper and on this blog. We are very concerned for her and wondering if there is something more we can do for her before she leaves Cedar. We are wondering how she has been in such a state for the time she has and no one has been able to help her. She told us that she has family in Davis, California but that she has not been close to them for some time. In our conversation during the drive we told her how many children we had, and she expressed that her grandmother would have had the same number if they had all lived. She seemed impressed by the woman her grandmother had been and wished she could be the same.