This is a very long detailed history. I, have, to date, still been dealing with CT Attorney General, CT Dept. of Banking, CT Consumer Complaints, HUD - Dr. Carson, Sen. Rubio, Sen. Murphy, FBI(New Haven, CT Office), several attorneys in CT, consumer groups, Superior Court - CT assistance in foreclosures - just to name a few agencies. Let me start with this horrific, nightmare in CT - the state that only focuses on ridiculous matters. My story begins: In 2007 my husband took out a reverse mortgage. Shortly after, he was diagnosed with Bells Palsy. (It was later confirmed that he had stage 4 parotid cancer - he was misdiagnosed. Later, tried to get a suit going for malpractice but difficult for an attorney to get a doctor to say so, but evidence was clear. Two of those doctors have died.) My husband was 14 years older than me. In August of 2013, I applied for a loan to modify my home to bring him home from the hospital. Champion (became Nationstar) letter began calling and demanding certain information to which I complied in a timely manner regarding his residency, etc., and to date I still am baffled as to why they were constantly barraging me with calls. The taxes, homeowners insurance were all up to date, plus the house had been renovated before the reverse mortgage and after with valid(not backyard contractors) state licensed contractors...In August 2013 on my way to see him at the hospital, I was broad sided and injured by an illegal alien. I had surgery and also was harassed by the hospital billing department for just a few outstanding bills. In October 2013, my husband passed away from aspirational pneumonia. I saw him die. He died October 29, 2013, and buried Nov. 1, 2013. Champion started with their foreclosure notices. My husband had a will. I had to pay CT and Federal thousands of dollars and also a probate attorney. In February my pregnant daughter's son was very ill and I had to try to help her. During that time, I went back to the house with a couple that I knew to help me up the long hill to the porch. My keys didn't work. There were notices on the front door. Someone had put notices on the inside door. I went to the back door. There was a lockbox and I couldn't get in. I called my then attorney who finally answered with "Oh, what a mess." I discharged him. Probate had not made me executrix until March 2014. My name was not on the house because at the time my husband took out the mortgage I was not old enough to have my name placed on the mortgage. When I was alone with my husband in the hospital I contracted a security company to safeguard me and the house while I was going back and forth. Also had ADT alarm, all current at the time the locks were changed. I finally was able to get a lawyer who knew how to get me back in the house after Champion/Nationstar pretended they knew nothing about the house. On April 15, 2014, 7:30 p.m. I was able to gain entry. Things were missing and somebody had put foreclosure papers in the front door facing outward. So some one was in the house, dated April 14, 2014. My papers were in the house and I had to file my taxes late. When talking to a heavily accent man who said to me to pay my taxes, that all he hears is a story. I went to the police department, filed a report. I also had been hospitalized due to stress. My attorney filed papers. Lots of back and forth. Nationstar lied that allonges were signed when in fact they were not. The judge dismissed due to lack of diligence. Fast forward - In 2017, Nationstar refiled. Because of my finances being depleted, I had no alternative but to do pro se. They did a sloppy job, had attorneys put someone else's name on the appraisal, had the wrong number of the street, lied to the judge that they had filed a motion to lift a stay of bankruptcy. I filed for bankruptcy due to all the surmounting bills I incurred. The attorney for Nationstar/Champion intentionally lied that a federal judge had granted them a motion. I brought it up in court to no avail to the judge. They foreclosed, sold the house for pennies. It hurts. Hurts very much. I found an attorney who seemed interested in taking my case. It was on a Friday, drove miles to Bristol to meet with him. He never mentioned that he was handling two foreclosure auctions the very next day on Saturday that he was appointed committee for these auctions. I felt sick when I found this out through the internet. This attorney had the nerve, the unmitigated gall to reach out to me to like him on facebook! Atty. Hassan. Attorneys have taken my money for consultation fees and have done nothing. The aforementioned parties in the beginning all know of this as to all the voluminous detailed documents I have sent them. The reason I had to get a security firm because the police department in Bridgeport, CT said they were busy and could I get a neighbor or relative to watch the house when I wasn't there. Is there no justice for the people who are still alive to talk of the criminal foreclosures that have gone on, particularly in Connecticut and the crooked lawyers coming to court to take homes away? Saw some lawyers laughing before court making comments about people paying their bills so they wouldn't have to be in court. This was on the day the judge was hearing over 120 cases, yes 120 cases that day. There is no way that this judge never made a mistake with that many cases. When you get older, many of us do not get smarter. I truly believe that this foreclosure mess primarily targeted those who did not have the resources or knowledge to fight them. Where is the justice and what happened to all those people such as myself? Doesn't anyone care to know? The only persons that got back to me was Sen. Rubio, who referred my letter to Sen. Murphy. Then Murphy's advocate tried, then left. Then it was passed to a person very unknowledgeable who kept sending me papers for foreclosure mediation or classes on reverse mortgage no matter how many times I told her what the disposition of the case was at the time. They had unlicensed people changing locks, putting up foreclosure signs, appraiser who has been arrested in the past for attempted murder, all kinds of negative, scary people drooling over this house.