That’s spooky!
(Hijack)
Do you have a link to a news story about this? I’d like to read more about it. How long ago did it happen? 16 weeks, really? I knew this region was soft on criminals, but damn..
It was several years ago. Also, my friend asked that it not be publized. There may have been something, but I never saw it.
In the '90s Seattle had a lot of gun related deaths and injuries. They didn’t all get coverage.
We had a lovely friend Liaden. She camped with us at Pennsic every summer for years, played folk fiddle and guitar, had a 20ish year old son and was divorced. Literally a happy, jolly woman, not the greatest job - it paid enough to keep her and let her come to Pennsic every summer for her 2 week vacation. She met a man, a ‘Reverend’ with no actual church, and within a month was married. Suddenly she dropped out of sight, every time we called any of the numbers for her, he answered and no matter what time we called, she wasn’t there:dubious:. We finally managed to contact her son after almost a year of trying to get in touch with her. It turns out that this ‘Reverend’ married her, they sold everything she owned except her chevy s10 and moved from Oklahoma to southern Texas where she suddenly ‘died’. The husband had her cremated and buried, and the only thing her death certificate states is ‘heart failure’ which for a woman who was perfectly healthy is somewhat odd. The ‘Reverend’ refuses to talk with the son, or us. Just after she married the guy, she reassigned her insurance policies to him so he walked out with over $750 000 in insurance money.
Last company I worked for, one of the ladies in customer service was killed by her live in baby daddy and another lady I worked in contract compliance with had a brother shot in a drive by that was actually meant for someone else.
And the lovely lady who was the broker for selling us the farm was dealing with the trial of the guy who murdered her daughter about the same time we were house hunting. Sort of caused a few sort of randomized delays as the lawyers were calling her for various things.
Oh yes they talked to us about it to us. Actually the guy’s lawyer thought he could have got him off but he felt the man was insane so he said the guy should plea down and get “probation” which is what happened.
I got to read the autopsy report. That was weird.
About 15 years ago, I worked with a lovely, 20-something year old woman. She didn’t show up for work one day. We figured something had to be wrong, because she was never late, and she didn’t call to let our boss know she would be late. But, we thought that maybe she had a hard time finding a babysitter, or that her daughter was ill.
Since it was a small office, one of our other co-workers went to her house to check on her, about two hours after she should have been there.
Our co-worker arrived to find the front door wide open. She went inside, and found our friend stabbed to death. Her 2 year old little girl was sitting on the kitchen floor, next to her mother’s body, giving her kisses, and trying to wake her up. It was heart-breaking. Our co-worker had to have therapy to get past that one.
This woman’s husband is the one that stabbed her to death, in front of their little daughter. The police officers took her husband into custody, when he brazenly walked right past the house, when the ambulance was taking our friend’s body away. The neighbors saw him, and told the police, who then grabbed him.
The police detectives talked to all of us, since we were all good friends, and we told them about how we had been recently trying to get her to take their daughter, and just walk away, to get out of her abusive situation. But, she refused.
I have no idea how long her husband is supposed to be in prison. Hopefully, he’ll never see freedom, again.
We had a family acquaintance, actually someone we didn’t like very much and couldn’t shake off, who was in a bar brawl and was killed. It was manslaughter, and the guy got off with a really light sentence, I seem to recall.
Call me naive, but isn’t this the kind of case police detectives should be all over? Did the son talk to law enforcement?
Yeah. I live in New York City and I can’t think of a single person I have ever met who I know has been murdered. Certainly no family members or friends.
The son tried but was told that his mother was an adult and could basically do anything she wanted as long as it wasn’t illegal. :dubious::rolleyes:
Apparently selling everything and dropping out of sight is ‘normal’ behavior, especially if you marry someone you have only known for 30 days, drop contact with everybody you know, quit your job and sell everything off for cash and then move with the stranger to a different state and move into a cheap motel. No idea what housing in Tulsa tends to cost, but the guy got the price of the house and furniture in addition to her bank account and life insurance. Of course none of that is suspicious behavior …
A former good friend of mine was beaten to death with “the club” my senior year in high school … another girl I knew in high school was allegedly killed by serial killer while traveling (the killer has never been found) … my first girlfriend’s older brother was accidentally killed when a guy punched him in the back of the head … a guy I worked with at my last company was gunned down in the street because he looked like some other guy. So yeah, a few.
My boss at my first job out of college was also convicted in 2007 of stabbing his wife a bunch of times and beating her head in with a hammer.
I teach middle school in a rather rough area: A man was murdered (killed when he and the driver of the car got in an argument that resulted in both men getting literally all stabby) right on the street in front of our campus during school hours. What’s darkly amusing to me is how nonchalant the staff (and community) were about it. Since the perp was injured and couldn’t run away, he was immediately apprehended, and no one was in danger. It was just an odd inconvenience as the road in front of the school was closed during investigation, so we had to direct students, buses, and parents to another corner of the campus for exiting when the bell rang. Funny to me how we weren’t particularly upset by it–but if it had happened in another zip code, you know parents, kids, teachers, etc. would be shaken by it.
Obviously I didn’t know that person, and while some of my campus alumni have been killed in gang warfare (or are in jail for it), none of them were my own former students. I did have one–a sweet, hardworking, quiet boy–whose neighbor turned out to be mentally ill. Neighbor went nuts during an argument with his mother, shot and killed her, then went next door, crawled through the master bedroom window, and shot and killed my former student’s mother and 4yro little sister, who were hiding in the bedroom while the father went through the front door to investigate the gunshots. Crazy neighbor then riddled my student (16 at the time) with bullets, putting the kid on life support for months. The 9yro sister was only grazed. Crazy neighbor then went outside to the middle of the street, placed the gun down, and waited for the police to come pick him up.
Good kid. Fuck, still chokes me up. I went to a couple of the fundraisers for the family, sending notes to the kid via his father’s work (he managed a car wash), before the boy healed enough for the father to understandably pack up his two remaining children and moving 20min away.
One of my then-current students lived across the street. She was apologetic and worried in the morning: “Mrs. Ruffian, I couldn’t get my homework because the police wouldn’t let me back in the house.” Um…it’s okay, sweetie. You’re excused.
I’ve known two. One was a friend of my parents who owned a hardware store and was bludgeoned to death during a robbery. Never caught anyone. The other was an especially sad case. The son of a good friend was an AP photographer and doing his thing in Sierra Leone. He was in a car with another man and they stopped by a local soldier who just for the hell of it shot them both the other guy survived, but my friend’s son (whom I knew, but not well) died instantly. Tragically my friend’s other child died of breast cancer a couple years later. Both children were under 40. The wife (they are divorced) now spends her whole life caring for the daughter’s three children.
My aunt on my mom’s side. She was a battered wife and her husband finally took her out and shot her (after somewhere around 20 years of marriage). He threw her body in the back of the pick up and brought her back home. He then went inside and got his oldest daughter, brought her out to the pick up, pointed at her mom and said “This is what happens to people who don’t listen to me”.
This was in Georgia, deep south Georgia, in the 1970s and he wasn’t in jail all that long (~5 years IIRC). I’d have to ask my mom for the exact details, but that’s the basic gist. I was about 13 or 14 at the time and I remember that they told me she’d been in a car accident. They didn’t tell us (my sister and me) the truth until we were in our late teens/early 20s.
Awful awful thing.
The father of my best friend when I was three hired a guy to kill his wife. It probably helped [del]make me the creep I am today[/del] inspire some of my odder interests.