On the day of September 4, 1979, Tuesday morning, I called
Personal Advocacy Unit,
I said that I would like to talk to a lawyer for I was committed in the hospital against my will and that Dr. Corcega
wanted to go ahead with psychiatric tests, which ere a violation
of my civil and human rights. They transferred my call to
a Spanish-speaking woman, who said her name was "Marta" Again
I explained what happened. She said "what you need. is a lawyer
right away. Also she said, ''I will talk this over with members
of the organization on Human Rights; I will send someone to talk
to you immediately."
A nurse cut me off the telephone by saying that a doctor
wanted to talk to me in his office. I said "Not before I talk
to my lawyer, who will be here any moment, The nurse came back
with the Spanish-speaking doctor who said to me "I want to make
a physical examination of you", I replied, "No thank you, I
do not need one and besides I am waiting for my lawyer." "The
lawyer", he said "isn't going to get you out of here; it is up
to the doctor;" In legal cases, probably, but I am here by force.
The doctor in question was identified as Dr. Ivan Cabaiiero.
A lady called upon me. She was from the "Personal Advocacy
Unit. Her name was Mrs. Opeal Godwin, a very pleasant lady.
She appeared to be very concerned with the case. She was writing
notes of the event. We were interrupted by a nurse who announced the arrival of the lawyer, Mr. H. Norwood Pearce. We had a talk, then Attorney Pearce went inside to talk with the doctor and head staff nurses. In a very short time Mr. Pearce and the Director of the unit, a negro female named Mrs. Scott, announced that I was discharged from the hospital and that by I 1 P.M. I could take the bus that goes to Atlanta. Attorney Pierce left. I was waiting for the papers as they said. They returned my valuables that were kept for Security purposes,
While I was waiting, Dr, Caballero came with a nurse end
insisted on taking me to his office for a physical examination.
Again, politely I refused. They appeared to be upset about my
discharge. Then the director, Mrs. Scott, also came to see me,
very excited, saying that I must go to jail, that Policewoman
Bruce wanted me back in Sumter County Jail, Plains, Georgia, on
charges of Disorderly Conduct, It was outrageous. It was
obvious that they wanted to keep me there. I went back to the
telephone to call the lawyer, the Embassy of Spain in Washington,
and told them what was going on out there. I told them that
once Policewoman Bruce once decided to commit me to the hospital,
she had no right to claim me back at jail.
I waited a while. Then the lawyer, Mr. Pearce, called me
on the telephone and said "The charges of Sumter County Jail
are dropped; you are free to go.''
So finally, Mrs, Scott, the Unit Director, accompanied me
to show the way out, after she had called a taxi for me that
would drive me to the bus station.
The taxi drove me to the Greyhound Bus Station; the bus was
scheduled to depart at 6 P. M. from Columbus to Atlanta that
evening I boarded the bus and seated myself in the front close
to the door. There was a negro young girl I asked "How long does
the bus take to get to Atlanta" The bus driver rushed in to
ask the girl what I had said. He ordered me to move away from
the front seat to the rear of the bus, for he did not wish to
see me, for I had a kind of disease. I refused, but he threatened
me, saying I would have to get out of the bus, I could not take
his name, but the bus No. 3445, on Sept. 4, 1979, at 6 r. M,, from Columbus to Atlanta, Ga.
This makes me a helpless victim social injustice,
AND FURTHER AFFIANT SAITH NOT.
(signed) Concepcion Picciotto
Sworn to before me and subscribed in my presence this 14th
day of September 1979.
47 Trinity Avenue,
Atlanta, Georgia 30334
Telephone No. 404 656-4357.
(signed) Les S Daub
My commission expires Sept. 14, 1980
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