I never imagined I’d be publishing a post like this. I’m a private person by nature, and if it were up to me, this would all be resolved quietly, with dignity, fairness, and truth. But dignity, fairness, and truth were all thrown out the window by Kenneth Brown, Lynnea Brown, and Diane Hope when they made the conscious decision to strip both my late mother and me of what was rightfully ours.
That’s why I bought BrownHope.com.
This domain name now stands as a public marker of my commitment to speak the truth and seek justice—not just for me, but for my mother, who spent her final years being manipulated, misled, and ultimately robbed of her inheritance and peace of mind.
My mother, Laurie Jean Larsen, was disabled. I dedicated nearly two decades of my life to care for her full-time, at the expense of my own dreams, relationships, and stability. This sacrifice wasn’t made in a vacuum—it was made with a promise. My grandmother, Karen Brown, assured me that my sacrifice would not go unrewarded, and that I would be cared for through her estate.
What followed was the kind of betrayal that’s almost too sickening to believe.
Shortly before my grandmother passed away, while she was medicated and in a weakened state, Diane Hope—along with Kenneth and Lynnea Brown—intervened. They isolated her, exerted undue influence, concealed crucial information, and dismantled the trusts that were supposed to protect my mother and me. They took it all. Not just money, but family heirlooms, insurance policies, real estate, and the sense of security that should have been ours during the hardest time of our lives.
They took it while pretending to grieve. They took it with a smile. And they did it with deliberate, calculated precision.
Every attempt I’ve made to resolve this privately was ignored, mocked, or used against me—culminating in a weaponized police interaction when I tried to check on the well-being of my uncle, Ken. The same uncle who once told me how proud he was of me. The same uncle who then ghosted me and let his wife, Lynnea, speak for him, act for him, and erase me from the family narrative entirely.
I don’t want this drama. I didn’t ask for it. But when people like Diane Hope and the Browns carry out an orchestrated act of theft and betrayal—and try to leave no trace—I will not remain silent. They may have stolen the estate, but they will not steal the truth.
This story will be told. And BrownHope.com is where it starts.
