America’s ‘most inbred family’ have issued an apology to the man who uncovered them.
Photographer Mark Laita discovered the Whittaker family about 20 years ago, but he didn’t start filming their lives right away.
He stayed in contact with them and went back to their home in Odd, West Virginia, to begin filming in 2020.
\The family consists of three siblings named Lorraine, Timmy, and Ray. Their parents were reportedly first cousins.
After the Whittaker family appeared on Mark Laita’s Soft White Underbelly YouTube channel, they got a lot of attention and were labeled as “the most inbred family” in the U.S.
Although Mark had a good relationship with them, he decided to end it after discovering they had been lying to him.
The family told Mark that 67-year-old Larry Whittaker had died earlier this year. Mark helped them raise money for the funeral and even gave $1,000 of his own money.
However, Larry wasn’t actually dead. When Mark found out, the family apologized for lying, but they went on to deceive him again.
The photographer, Mark Laita, gave Larry Whittaker $700 to help him take his daughter BJ to North Carolina to start a new life. But Larry didn’t do that and kept the money for himself.
Even though Mark said he wasn’t going to see the Whittakers anymore, he visited them over the summer. He filmed the visit and posted it on YouTube this month. In the video, Larry shakes Mark’s hand and apologizes for everything that happened.
“It’s been a long time,” Larry says to Mark. “I’m sorry for what they did to you, and I want to tell the world that I’m sorry.”
Mark accepts the apology and says he missed them. “I’m very good at forgiving and understanding,” Mark shared. “I’ve missed you guys, and I think my viewers have missed you too.” He even joked that the Whittakers probably missed the money they made from being on his YouTube channel.
Now that they’re on speaking terms again, Mark set up another GoFundMe for the family in late August. So far, the page has raised a little over $600 out of a $100,000 goal. The money will go toward helping the family with living expenses and taking care of their home.
Woman Unearths Astonishing Secret After Tracking Twin Girls Who Sit Unaccompanied in Park Each Night
Every night, Colleen saw twin girls in shabby clothes sitting alone in the park. When her curiosity got the best of her and she followed them, she stumbled upon a heartbreaking secret that would alter her life forever.
Hi, everyone! I’m Colleen, 32 years old and still single. No kids yet, though I’ve dated my fair share of guys. I love kids so much and can’t wait to have my own, but it’s so hard to find true love these days. But hey, no rush.
I decided to wait for the right man, unaware that my life would change in ways I never imagined.
It all began when I saw twin girls, about 8 years old, in old shabby clothes sitting on the same bench in the park where I walked my dog. Their eyes, filled with a haunting sadness, drew me in each evening as they sat alone on the same bench. No parents or adults were ever around, and their loneliness was palpable.
One evening, the chill in the air was sharper, and the girls were there again, shivering in their old jackets.
The streetlights flickered on as darkness crept in. My concern grew unbearable, and I decided to discreetly follow them to see who would come for them.
As the sun began to set, the girls stood up, holding each other’s hands tightly. They walked with hesitant steps and left the park alone. My worry deepened with every step they took, and I followed them, determined to ensure their safety.
To my surprise, they boarded a bus, looking even smaller and more vulnerable under the harsh fluorescent lights. I followed them and noticed how they huddled together and whispered softly. They traveled nine stops and each mile made my anxiety grow.
When they finally got off, I was stunned beyond words because they walked into a wealthy neighborhood. The contrast between their appearance and the grand houses around them was jarring. They approached a particularly large home and entered without hesitation.
I stood there, frozen in disbelief. What was going on? Why were these clearly neglected girls living in such an affluent area? Something didn’t add up, and my gut told me I needed to investigate further.
Taking a deep breath, I walked up to the house and rang the doorbell. A maid answered, eyeing me suspiciously.
“Can I help you?” she asked, her tone clipped.
“Yes, I’d like to speak with the parents of the twin girls who just came in,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.
The maid hesitated, then nodded. “Wait here, please.”
Five long minutes passed before a man appeared at the door. His expensive suit and cold demeanor screamed wealth and indifference.
“What do you want?” he snapped.
I swallowed hard. “Sir, I’m concerned about your daughters. I’ve seen them alone in the park every evening, and it’s not safe—”
He cut me off. “That’s none of your business. Don’t show up here again.” The door slammed in my face.
I walked away, my mind racing. Something was very wrong here, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that those girls needed help.
The next day, I went to the park earlier than usual. Around 4 PM, the twins appeared, settling onto their usual bench. Gathering my courage, I approached them.
By choosing to get involved, I not only changed the lives of two wonderful little girls but also found a love and purpose I never knew I was missing.
To the people reading this, I urge you: if you see something that doesn’t seem right, speak up. You never know whose life you might change.
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