An adoring son…the story of a mother named Mary Anne MacLeod Trump

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On October 31, 1991, a 79-year-old Mary Anne MacLeod Trump stepped out of her Rolls-Royce on Union Turnpike near her home in Jamaica Estates, Queens, when a 16-year-old mugger grabbed her purse and threw her to the ground, and what followed was not just a violent crime but the event that quietly reframed the entire final decade of her life and revealed how her son, the real estate billionaire Donald Trump, actually showed up when it mattered for the people he loved.

Mary Anne’s purse contained $14. She refused to let it go. The mugger beat her on the pavement, breaking her ribs, fracturing multiple bones, causing a brain hemorrhage, and inflicting permanent damage to both her sight and her hearing, injuries from which she never fully recovered. A bread-truck driver named Lawrence Herbert witnessed the attack, chased down the teenager, and held him until police arrived.

The assailant later pleaded guilty to robbery and assault and received a sentence of three to nine years in prison. Donald Trump subsequently tracked down Lawrence Herbert and sent him a personal check specifically intended to keep Herbert from losing his home to foreclosure, a quiet, direct, and entirely unpublicized act of gratitude for a man who had saved his mother.

Mary Anne spent the last nine years of her life significantly diminished by that attack, her vision and hearing permanently impaired, surviving her husband Fred by approximately a year before dying on August 7, 2000, at Long Island Jewish Medical Center in New Hyde Park, New York, at age 88.

She had come to America 70 years earlier with $50, worked in other people’s mansions, married a builder from Queens, raised a future president, and in the end was mugged on her own street for $14, her Rolls-Royce parked just feet away. The death notice in the Stornoway Gazette, the newspaper of her Scottish hometown, read simply that Mary Ann Trump, aged 88, was the daughter of the late Malcolm and Mary MacLeod of 5 Tong, the fishing village she had left at 18 and never stopped belonging to

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Life event that changes all: Horse riding accident in Zimbabwe in 1993, a fractured skull et al including bipolar anxiety, chronic fatigue …. co-morbidities (Nietzche 'He who has the reason why can deal with any how' details my health history from 1993 to date). 17th 2017 August operation for breast cancer (no indications just an appointment came from BreastCheck through the Post). Trinity College Dublin Business Economics and Social Studies (but no degree) 1997-2003; UCD 1997/1998 night classes) essays, projects, writings. Trinity Horizon Programme 1997/98 (Centre for Women Studies Trinity College Dublin/St. Patrick's Foundation (Professor McKeon) EU Horizon funded: research study of 15 women (I was one of this group and it became the cornerstone of my journey to now 2017) over 9 mth period diagnosed with depression and their reintegration into society, with special emphasis on work, arts, further education; Notes from time at Trinity Horizon Project 1997/98; Articles written for Irishhealth.com 2003/2004; St Patricks Foundation monthly lecture notes for a specific period in time; Selection of Poetry including poems written by people I know; Quotations 1998-2017; other writings mainly with theme of social justice under the heading Citizen Journalism Ireland. Letters written to friends about life in Zimbabwe; Family history including Michael Comyn KC, my grandfather, my grandmother's family, the O'Donnellan ffrench Blake-Forsters; Moral wrong: An acrimonious divorce but the real injustice was the Catholic Church granting an annulment – you can read it and make your own judgment, I have mine. Topics I have written about include annual Brain Awareness week, Mashonaland Irish Associataion in Zimbabwe, Suicide (a life sentence to those left behind); Nostalgia: Tara Hill, Co. Meath.
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