Ever know someone that committed an awful crime?

In My Humble Opinion
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I met Ruth Anne Aron many times. She was a Candidate for U.S. Senate (she lost) who tried to hire a hit man to kill a bunch of folks. In fact, I was tangentially involved in the campaign (not saying whether I was pro- or anti- Aron :wink: ). The Court TV and some of those A&E “true crimey” type shows have done shows on her case a number of times.
B^tch on wheels you’d think? yes. Potential murderer you’d think? no

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-srv/local/longterm/aron/magazine/mystery021598.htm

I worked with a guy in an entry level position who revealed one day that he had killed a man who had tried to rob him : to hear him tell it essentially my co-worker was a drug dealer, the guy came to rip him off and my guy killed him. Even though he “cleaned the scene” b-4 the cops got there, they knew he was a dealer and prevailed upon the DA/Judge that he ended up behind bars off the shooting for near a decade. He was framed I tell :rolleyes:

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Susan Smith was my baby-sitter.

I’m not kidding.

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Yeah it happened at Melrose. By any chance did your last story about the car crash happen in Houston? Was itthis accident. If so, the guy killed in it went to my church. Although he was a great guy and I often hung out with him during church events, I thought his friends were all asses, especially the guy that killed him. Everytime I pass that part of 290 I always feel a bit sad. Small world.

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Middle school teacher arrested for purchasing kiddie porn from a school computer. He worked with special ed kids.

High school teacher arrested for placing a video camera in a shopping bag and using it to look up girl’s skirts at the mall.

About 20 kids were expelled from my school in the past weeks for drug-related crimes. One of the kids who turned them in (so he would receive a lighter punishment) was knocked unconscious with a 2x4 and woke up with cuts on his neck and arms.

These seem pretty tame compared to the stories of murder and suicide.

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You must be a lot younger than you come across.

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A guy I went to school with is waiting to go to trial for killing a husband and wife and leaving their little girl an orphan.

A regular customer at a store I worked at for a few years was found guilty of arson. He started a fire at a storage facility because he was angry that they would not let him have access to his things because he was behind on the storage bill. I know he did some time for that.

A guy I dated for a brief time was found guilty of the homicide of his baby. Long, long story. The judge sentenced him to 40 years but it is being appealed.

A guy I worked with went to the same school as the Green River Killer. He was a few years younger but knew who he was. Another woman I work with has either a sister or sister-in-law that lived couple doors down from the Green River Killer a few years back.

I have also met a family member of one of Ted Bundy’s victims. This person is a friend of a family I am close with.

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I just want to say that this thread freaked me out so much. I read most of it last night, then had to ride my bike home at midnight through the Bad Neighborhood. I needed a damn Xanax by the time I got home.

Good job, everbody. I don’t have a story, and I’m glad!

ZJ

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One of my uncles was a bit of a problem when he was young. He got in some minor trouble, and had some anger management issues (he’d throw things around when he got mad.) He joined the service and served in the Far East in the 60’s (Thailand, maybe?), married a Thai woman and had a child with her. We all thought he’d settled down and was a solid citizen.

Till his wife shot him over dinner one night.

I don’t know the whole story, but she was acquitted, so there must have been extenuating circumstances. She also got custody of their child, which always boggled my mind.

I wish I knew more about what happened.

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A man I know shot and killed a burglar. The burglar had broken onto his property several times, and he was afraid that his daughters would be attacked. He hid in his truck one night, and when the burglar appeared, shot him.

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I know the mother of the teenager who killed and dismembered another kid a few months back. BIG local news.

I knew a guy who went completely batshit insane. He was always a little strange, but I always figured his best friend (who I also knew) would be the one to go over the deep end. Anyway, turn out that he proclaimed his deep and undying love for the much younger sister of a guy I dated (she was around 12, he around 20, I belive), then when her mom got a restraining order, he stopped taking his insulin because he “cured himself,” proclaimed himself some sort of angel, and the cops busted him for dancing in a fountain. Not a crime, but still.

Then comes the crime.

One of my best friends married some guy who hitch hiked from Arizona to Texas after knowing him for 3 weeks. It was okay for a while, but then he started to get kind of abusive. One night, he tried to beat her to death with a rock, but she got away in her car, my pregnant friend in her passenger seat. He chashes them down in his truck, running them off the road and nearly killing them.

When it got reported to the cops, it was pathetic. We ALL knew he was living with his sister, but she told him he was in Arizona. They never followed up on it. Apparently you can get off scot-free for attempted murder in Williamson County, but go to prison for having one joint.

We also think that he was a member of the Crips (sp?). He made buddies with a guy, then helped him almost shoot up this other guy in South Austin. Luckily, that guy wasn’t home.

Her current boyfriend is MUCH nicer. If a bit of a stoner.

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Really? Wow! Did she babysit for you? Or babysit for your kids?

This guy was my boyfriends best friend for a couple of years. Last March they had a falling out and stopped speaking. Marc and I started dating in June. In September, he walked in to a Bi-Lo with a shotgun, held his ex-girlfriend hostage, and shot her in the back as she tried to escape. Marc still has trouble talking about it, and it really freaked me out at first.

Thankfully, although this guy and I had many mutual friends, I only had the pleasure of making his aquaintance once or twice, and then only briefley. I can’t imagine how hard it would have been if I had known him better.

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I went to high school with a guy who I always thought looked kind of creepy, but I didn’t think much of it. He was dating a girl who was friends with a good friend of mine and she eventually got pregnant. He ended up driving around one night, drunk, with two of his friends in the car and flipped it, killing them both. I knew one of them, just because he’d tried to hit on me once. I don’t think he ended up in jail for that, or if he did, it wasn’t long enough because he’s now in prison for shaking and throwing his baby daughter and killing her.

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I dated a guy who was sketchy about why he had to get a Governor’s pardon before completing his immigration process into Canada from the US. Heck, I even lived with him for the better (or worse) part of a year. Once he told me what he had done to earn the conviction in California, I got sketchy about being with him, and things went downhill from there (although much to Ginger’s disgust, he still got a year of my life). What did he do? Punched his then-girlfriend’s lights out over a doughnut, in front of a cop. Charming man even had the balls to tell me he would have gotten away with it if the cops had not been there to see. Damn cops.

I may need my head examined for sticking it out so long, but when he raised he fist to me, he went. Full stop.

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When I was in high school in the late '70’s, I knew two sisters. They didn’t look very similar, so I guessed that they were either half-sisters, or step-sisters. They were close in age; just in different graduating classes. One of them was very friendly, and in a circle of friends I was with. The other was downright bitchy and hostile, despite several attempts I made to be nice to her. Once, at then end of a school term, I asked her to sign my yearbook, and she pretended to look for a pen, then whirled around with a handful of flour and slapped me with it, coating me from head to toe.

I didn’t know either of them real well, but still had talked to both quite a bit.

One day, I heard on the news that the bitchy sister had been arrested for nearly killing her mother with a hatchet. The nice sister came home in the late evening to find her mother with injuries to her head, and torso, her hands nearly gone due to defense wounds, and blood everywhere. Her sister pretended she didn’t know what occured, and helped her sister summon authorities, and get her mother medical help. Eventually, it was discovered what she had done, and she went away to a juvenile detention facilty for a long time. After that, she went to a halfway house, and moved back to town briefly before moving away for good. Her nice sister joined the navy quickly after graduation. I never heard anything about the family again.

The funny thing was, because this girl was so outright hostile (before the violence happend), I used to tease a close friend of mine by saying that she should go make friends with her, just to be silly. After it happened, we were both so spooked out by it. My friend referred to my old joke only once; I got pretty upset with her and said never to bring it up again.

I belonged to a special accelerated-learning program that I attended after school. The teacher of the class passed along that she knew the mother, and that she’d verbally and physically abused both of the girls, and even hinted that the mother may have gotten what she deserved. I came from an abusive household myself, but couldn’t imagine what her mother had done to become mutilated and lose the use of her hands. I’m haunted by my memories of the sisters to this day.

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My family used to be friends with a couple that had a nephew who was pretty troubled. My dad didn’t like this nephew, and always called him (not to his face) “the mean little kid.” He was supposedly hard to handle, belligerent toward teachers and classmates, etc. The most I ever interacted with the “mean little kid” was when he was a little older, early teens, I think, and I went to a church “harvest festival” he and his mom happened to be attending. He seemed nice enough, and I thought maybe tales of his “meanness” had been exaggerated, or he’d outgrown it.

But a couple years later, he sodomized, beat, and drowned a little deaf and retarded kid in the fishing pond behind the high school. So I guess not.

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I worked with Frank Roque. Roque murdered Singh Sodhi during a drive-by shooting on Sept. 15, 2001, five days after the terrorist attacks, because he was consumed by hatred toward Arabs or anyone who looks Arab.

Also, I didn’t know the perp, but knew the victim. Back in 1988, my friend and coworker, Mark, was beaten to death by a bouncer (6’4"-250) outside a bar. The guy claimed it was self defense and there was only one witness - his buddy. Mark was a skinny little guy (5’8"-150) who wouldn’t hurt anyone and certainly couldn’t hurt that bear. A year or so later the bouncer was shot to death by a Hispanic gang member. Justice done, says I.

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I went to college with this girl. She lived on the floor below me my freshman year, and roomed with a girl that I hung out with from time to time. I had a few history classes with her too. This shocked the hell out of me.

It’s sad that the woman’s family will most likely never know how she died. Sad for everyone involved.

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heh… yeah, that was the accident. I didn’t know Ian well, but I knew he was an awesome guy because he was good friends with a friend of mine who was very cool but a distinct social liability, and he never even seemed to notice. Kris was (and IS) a complete ass. That accident calmed him down for all of about a month, and he was back to munching pills and partying; in fact, he got his ass beat at a party I went to last year DESPITE being crippled (and fuckin’ deserved it).

I thought of something else some might consider pretty awful: a good friend of mine found a kitten, probably 6 weeks old or so, and tried to feed it to his ball python. When the python couldn’t keep hold of it, my friend took it & threw it in my backyard with my two big dogs… :frowning: poor kitten.
That same friend is known for shooting birds with his pellet gun and then ripping their still-beating hearts out of their bodies. I hate birds, but this still freaks me out.

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My wife’s best friend was murdered several years ago. She (I’ll call her “Fran”)had left her abusive boyfriend, the father of her children, and was seeing another guy. Fran, her brother, her new friend and her children were at the house gathering stuff to move out when the old boyfriend showed up.

He shot the new boyfriend, and, from appearances, grabbed Fran and used her as a shield to keep her brother from shooting him. As it was, the brother got off at least one shot before being killed, wounding old boyfriend in the leg.

He killed Fran, then killed himself. All this happened in front of the children, aged 2 & 3, I think.

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When I was younger, our next-door neighbor was a man my mother had worked with years before. He originally lived there by himself, but after awhile, his sister moved in with him. They lived there for about a year, and then his body showed up in a preserve a couple miles from our neighborhood.

I clearly remember being invited to the house with my parents, while this man’s sister talked about her brother’s fondness for walking in the woods in the middle of the night, how she thought she had heard him come home, and other kind-of odd comments. She moved out not long after his murder.

Somehow, I wasn’t overly surprised to learn, years later, that she and her boyfriend were suspects. Who invites the neighbors over to discuss your dead brother, unless you’re really good friends (despite being former co-workers, my mother and he had never been more than “wave-when-you-see-'em” neighbors) or you’re trying somehow to deflect guilt?