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Sunday, January 12th, 2003
3:59 am - William Heirens
On the surface, William Heirens seemed to have every advantage. Born in 1929, he was the only child of affluent parents in the Chicago suburb of Lincolnwood. His family weathered the Great Depression without serious difficulty, and if Heirens had any problems, they sprang from within. At age eleven, he observed a couple in the act of making love and told his mother, receiving the sage advice that "All sex is dirty. If you touch anyone, you get a disease." In later years, while necking with a girlfriend, Heirens spontaneously burst into tears, vomiting in the girl's presence and fleeing the scene in abject humiliation. His adolescent frustration began to find other outlets, with Heirens dressing in women's garments, achieving climax as he leafed through a scrapbook filled with photos of Hitler and other ranking Nazis.

In 1942, at age 13, Heirens was arrested for bringing a loaded pistol to school. His parents were stunned when police came calling, turning up a rifle and three more pistols behind the refrigerator, four more weapons hidden on the roof. A judge agreed to grant probation, on condition that William be sent to a youth facility at Peru, Indiana. Returning home after three years "in school," he was bright enough to enroll at the University of Chicago as a sophomore, skipping over the usual freshman classes. At the same time, he was honing his skills as a housebreaker, finding sexual release through burglary and the risk of invading strange dwellings.

On June 3, 1945, Heirens was looting the Chicago apartment of Josephine Ross when his victim woke and caught him in the act. Attacking ruthlessly, he cut her throat and stabbed her several times, relenting at the sight of blood and trying hopelessly to bind her neck with bandages. That done, he spent two hours at the scene, wandering aimlessly from room to room as he enjoyed multiple orgasms.

Four months later, on October 5, he was surprised while prowling the apartment of an army nurse, Lieutenant Evelyn Peterson. Heirens decked her and fled, leaving fingerprints behind, but police failed to match them with the records from his earlier arrest.

On December 10, 1945, 33-year-old Frances Brown emerged from her bathroom to find Heirens rifling her purse. As she began to scream, he shot her twice, then fetched a kitchen knife to finish off the job.

Dragging his victim into the bathroom, Heirens tried in vain to wash her blood away, then left her draped across the tub, half-covered with a housecoat. On the mirror, in his victim's lipstick, Heirens wrote: "For Heaven's sake catch me before I kill more. I cannot control myself."

A month later, on January 7, 1946, he invaded the bedroom of six-year-old Suzanne Degnan, abducting the child and leaving a written demand for $20,000 ransom as a ruse, to baffle the police. Retreating to a nearby basement, Heirens murdered the child and dismembered her remains with a hunting knife, wrapping the pieces in paper and dropping them into storm drains as he roamed the streets in early morning darkness. The case was still unsolved on June 26, when police answered a prowler call on Chicago's north side. Confronted with uniforms, Heirens drew a pistol and squeezed the trigger twice, his weapon misfiring each time. Undaunted, he began to grapple with the officers, struggling fiercely until he was cracked on the head with a flower pot.

In jail, the teenage killer blamed his crimes on an alter-ego, "George Murman" -- short for Murder Man. Despite a plea of innocent by reason of insanity, Heirens was convicted of triple murder in September 1946 and sentenced to three consecutive life terms. A federal judge ordered Heirens' release in April 1983, citing his alleged "rehabilitation," but the ruling was overturned on appeal by the prosecution, in February 1984. At this writing, he remains in prison, still convinced of George Murman's existence. "To me, he is very real," Heirens says. "He exists. A couple of times I had talks with him. I wrote lots of notes to him, which I kept."

From The Crime Library

William Heirens: Lipstick Killer or Legal Scapegoat

by Joseph Geringer

In August, 1946, 17-year-old University of Chicago student William George Heirens confessed to three brutal murders and closed a case that had enwrapped the full-time attention of the states attorney and the Chicago Police Force over many months. It had kept city readers glued to the front pages of their newspapers. Reports were lurid and tawdry, for they rang of depravity and reminisced of the darkest prose of Edgar Allen Poe. After one murder, the killer had left a note to the police, written on the wall with the victim's lipstick – thus the name "Lipstick Killer".
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Saturday, November 23rd, 2002
8:12 pm - Harvey Glatman
Harvey Glatman was a random/want-ad killer. As a child he enjoyed bondage, and would often hang himself in his attic and just before blacking out, he would have an orgasm. Doctor's ensured Glatman's parents that it was just a phase that he would grow out of. In 1945, he tried to make a girl undress by threatening her with a cap gun. He was picked up by police, but immediately fled to New York after being released on bail. He was imprisoned for Robbery while there. When released in 1951, he was still recieving psychiatric treatment. He eventually settled in Los Angeles and opened a small TV repairshop. He was pretty much a recluse, avoiding social contact with the opposite sex for six years. In late July 1957, Glatman made a house call to the home of nineteen year old Judy Dull, a model. He persuaded Judy to accept a modeling assignment, for fifty dollars. On August 1, Judy arrived at Glatman's home ready to model for the cover of a magazine. At gunpoint, Glatman raped Dull several times, then drove 125 miles east to Indio, where he photographed the woman in her underwear. He later strangled her with a rope and buried her in a shallow grave. Glatman found his second victim, Shirley Bridgeford, in March 1958. On their only date he drove her to the desert east of San Diego. He talked her into posing for a set of bondage photos for a detective magazine. He eventually choked her to death with a rope and left her to rot behind a cactus. He committed another murder on July 23, this time it was a part-time stripper named Ruth Mercado. Soon Glatman started placing ads of his own. He met a woman named Loraine Vigil. While in Glatman's car, he had pulled out his pistol and demanded for her to undress. When she refused, he shot her in the thigh. Then Ruth grabbed his pistol, holding him and his rope away until a cop on patrol drove by and noticed her situation. Glatman confessed quickly to his crimes. He was sentenced to die in a three day trial. He stated "It's better this way.... I knew this is the way it would be." In August 1959, Glatman died in San Quentin's gas chamber by breathing lethal fumes of cyanide.

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Wednesday, October 9th, 2002
10:46 pm - Aileen Wuornos
Some people regard her as "the first female serial killer in history" (which is not at all true) - a cold-blooded predator who stalked and murdered a string of victims over an extended period of time. Others (herself included) claim that she only killed in self-defense, when threatened with violence and rape. Whichever of these views is correct, one thing is certain. Between December 1989 and the following November, seven middle-aged male motorists, driving the highways of central Florida, stopped to pick up Aileen "Lee" Carol Wuornos and ended up dead.

Virtually from the day of her birth in 1956, her life was full of deprivation and violence, abandonment and abuse. She was the child of a teenage couple whose marriage had ended before she was born. Her father would eventually hang himself in jail after being arrested on child-molestation charges. One day when she was only six months old, her mother left the infant girl and her brother with a babysitter, then telephoned to say she wouldn't be coming home. Aileen was then taken in by her grandparents but kicked out of their house when she was 13 after giving birth to an illigitimate child (the consequence, she claimed, of rape). By the time she was 14, she was living a desperately brutalized life - sleeping in an abandoned car, hustling for drinks, drugs, and an occasional meal. At twenty, she married a 70 year old man, but their union lasted only a month (according to her account, he beat her with a cane; according to his, she beat him to get his car keys). At 22, she attempted suicide by shooting herself in the stomach. After recuperating, she robbed a convenience store at gunpoint, was promptly arrested, and spent 13 months in prison. Other arrests - for check forgery and auto theft - soon followed.

In 1986, she met the love of her life - a lesbian named Tyria Moore - at a Daytona gay bar. Even after their sexual passion cooled, the two remained inseparable for the next four years. During that time, Aileen's rage and resentment toward men grew increasingly violent. She continued to hustle. Now, however, she carried a .22-caliber gun in her handbag when she worked the truckstops and roadhouses.

On November 30, 1989, she took a ride with a 51 year old electronics repair shop owner named Richard Mallory. The next day, his car was found in a stretch of secluded woods, along with his wallet, a half-empty vodka bottle, and a torn package of condoms. Mallory's bullet-riddled corpse was uncovered in a junkyard 12 days later. Six more nearly identical killings followed.

After her and her lover were spotted driving one of the victim's cars, Florida police were able to pick up their trail. Aileen was arrested in a biker bar called The Last Resort. Once in custody, she confessed to all seven killings, though she claimed she was acting in self-defense. Tried for the murder of Richard Mallory, she insisted that she shot him after he choked and tortured her, raped her anally, and threatened to kill her. The jury was unpursuaded. She was convicted and sentenced to death by lethal injection. "I'm innocent," she shouted when the verdict was read. "I hope you get raped! Scumbags of America!"

Later, she recanted her claims, saying she wanted to make peace with God. "I'm one who seriously hates human life and would kill again," she told the state Supreme Court.

Wuornos also claimed to have killed a seventh man. Her life story has also spawned two movies, several books and the opera "Wournos," by Carla Lucero, which debuted last year.

Wuornos gave her last media interview Tuesday, October 8, 2002, to British producer Nick Broomfield, who did a documentary on her in 1993, but she stormed out after about 35 minutes. "My conclusion from the interview is, we are executing someone who is mad. Here is someone who has totally lost her mind," Broomfield said.

Fort Lauderdale lawyer Raag Singhal wrote a letter to the state Supreme Court expressing "grave doubts" about Wuornos' mental condition. Gov. Jeb Bush issued a stay and ordered a mental exam, but lifted the stay in less than a month after three psychiatrists who interviewed her concluded that she understood why she was being executed. State Attorney John Tanner, who watched psychiatrists interview her for 30 minutes, said she was cognizant and lucid. "She knew exactly what she was doing," Tanner said.

The state Supreme Court rejected two efforts to stop her execution, one from a private attorney in Tampa who expressed "serious concerns" about Wuornos' competency, the other from an Ohio group that wanted to file an appeal on Wuornos' behalf.

Billy Nolas, who represented Wuornos in her 1992 trial in Daytona Beach, said she suffered from borderline personality disorder as a result of neglect and sexual abuse as a child. He said she was "the most disturbed individual I have represented."

Aileen, 46, was executed Wednesday, October 9, 2002. She was pronounced dead from lethal injection at 9:47 a.m. in Florida State Prison. More than a 10 years after she murdered six men along central Florida highways.

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Monday, September 23rd, 2002
1:40 am - Joe Ball
Joe Ball, born in the 1890's, was the owner of a tavern in Elmendorf, Texas called the Sociable Inn. Some of it's distinguishing features were pretty waitresses, and a pit of alligators in the back, that the visitors would enjoy watching get fed. Ball had a hard time keeping waitresses at his tavern, but none the less, it was still a very busy place. Not everyone liked Joe. One neighbor complained about the smell coming from the gator pit, and Joe threatened him with a pistol for it. In September 1937 relatives reported Minnie Gotthardt missing. The 22 year old woman had been a waitress at Ball's tavern. Ball claimed she left to go to another job. Then another waitress, Julia Turner, was reported missing. Still, Ball claimed she too had left for another job. The only thing was, Turner hadn't taken her clothes with her. Balls' story: Turner got into an argument with her roommate, she was anxious to leave, he gave her $500.00 for the trip. Soon, two more women were reported missing. One of the missing women had opened a bank account a few days earlier, and disappeared without taking the money with her. Rangers compiled a list of all of Ball's employees. Many were found alive, and more than twelve were reported missing, so was two of Joe's wives. Ball's handyman eventually cracked under pressure and admitted to helping Ball dispose of many female bodies by feeding them to the alligators. On September 24, 1938, the Rangers had enough evidence to convict Ball, so they stopped into the Sociable Inn. Ball, stepped behind the counter, rang up a "No Sale" on the register, removed a pistol from the drawer and shot himself dead. His handyman was jailed for a few years for being an accessory, and the alligators were donated to the San Antonio zoo.

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1:33 am - Bruce Lee (Peter Dinsdale)
Bruce was born Peter George Dinsdale in 1960. At birth he had epilepsy, partial paralysis, and a deformed arm. Until he was 3 he lived with his grandmother, then moving on to live with his mother and her husband until their relationship ended. Up until he was sixteen he attended a school for the physically handicapped, and was introduced to homosexual practices. At nineteen, he changed his name to show how much he idolized his favorite kung-fu star. Lee was also a pyromaniac, claiming that the tingling in his fingers signaled him that it was time to light a fire. One of his first fires caused $30,000.00 of damage to a shopping center. He killed his first person in 1973. On January 5, 1977, eleven men were killed and six people injured when he set a local rest home on fire. An old man slapped him for disturbing some pigeons, and Lee threatened to kill him. Later, the birds were all found with their necks wrung, and the man burned to death in his armchair. It was ruled an accident until years later when Lee admitted to it. In 1980, a fire on Selby Street, in Hull, killed a woman and her three sons. About 18,000 people were questioned during the investigation for the fire, until one of the victims was discovered to have been acquainted with various homosexuals who frequented the public restrooms near his home. Lee, who had confessed to a bunch of fires over the past 20 years was one of these homosexuals. In all, 26 people died in Lee's fires, and he was charged with multiple counts of manslaughter. He plead guilty on all counts, and was sentenced to an indefinite term in a mental hospital. Lee stated "I am devoted to fire...Fire is my master, and that is why I cause these fires."

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Monday, August 26th, 2002
1:49 am - Juan V. Corona
A native Mexican, born in 1934, Corona moved to Yuba City, California in the early 50's. He stayed there, and established a family, moving from being a picker in the fields to a labor contractor. He was known to many ranchers supplying cres on demand. In 1970, a young Mexican's scalp was laid open by a machete, in the cafe run by Corona's gay brother, Natividad. The victim pressed charges against Natividad, trying to get $250,000.00 in damages. Natividad fled to Mexico, and the case was left unsolved. Nobody had linked Juan to the crime. On May 19, 1971, a Japanese farmer was touring his orchard and came upon a freshly dug hole, about the size of a grave, in between two fruit trees. One of Corona's crews was working nearby so the farmer shrugged it off until later that night when he returned and found the hole filled in. He called the police in to the site the next morning, a bit of digging revealed the fresh corpse of Kenneth Whitacre. The guy had been stabbed, and his skull torn open with blows from something sharp. Four days later, workers reported finding a second grave. The corpse of Charles Fleming was found in it, before they had him identified, they had found the next burial site, and the next. In nine days of discovering bodies from the orchard, totaling 25, the search was terminated. In one grave, deputies found two receipts dated May 21, and signed Juan V. Corona. On June 4, another bodie would be discovered with two receipts with the same signature. Most of the victims were stabbed or hacked to death, with many signs of homosexuality being involved. Most of the victims were migrant workers, drifters, and alcoholics. None had been reported missing. The receipts placed Juan at the scene of the crime, and he was taken to trial. The defense tried to place the blame on Natividad, a known violent homosexual. The jury deliberated for 45 hours, before convicting Juan on all counts. He was sentenced to 25 consecutive terms of life imprisonment. While in prison, Corona lost his eye in a stabbing. Currently Juan resides at Corcoran State Prison, in California.

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Monday, August 19th, 2002
1:31 am - Frank Spisak
Frank Spisak was known to his neighbors on the east side of Cleveland as "Frankie Ann Spisak," a transvestite who looked forward to a possible sex change operation. When not in drag, Frank worshipped Adolf Hitler. Eventually he stopped wearing gowns and high heels and started immatating his idol, going as far as growing a toothbrush mustache and slicking his hair down in a Hitler fashion. In February 1982, Spisak started a series of "search-and-destroy missions" to "</i>clean-up</i>" the city. He invaded the campus of Cleveland State University, shooting a black minister to death in the men's room. Four months later he wounded another black man. And in August, he started a full-scale rampage. By the end of the month he had killed 50 year old Timothy Sheehan, the assistant superintendent of the buildings and grounds at CSU, and 17 year old Brian Walford, killed near the campus. A third attack failed when he missed a CSU employee. Both, the employee and Sheehan, were white, but Spisak had thought they were Jews. In September 1982 he was arrested for firing a gun out his apartment window, and released on bail before an anonymous caller advised police to re-examine his .22 caliber gun. Test bullets matched the slugs retrieved from one of the murders. Spisak later confessed to other murders, claiming "my aim was pretty good." Pleading insanity at his trial in August 1983, Spisak declared taht his war had been launched under orders from God, his "immediate superior." Jews were to blame for his earlier transvestite episodes, having "seized control of his mind." When asked how his brain was now working he replied "never better." The Judge asked jurors to disregard Spisak's plea for insanity for lack of evidence. After five hours of deliberation, he was sentenced to death. Frank addressed the court with deviance. "Even though this court may pronounce me guilty a thousand times, the higher court of our great Aryan warrior God pronounces me innocent. Heil Hitler!" Spisak is currently still in prison in Ohio.

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Sunday, August 11th, 2002
10:56 pm - Herbert Mullin
Around the same time Edmund Kemper was killing, a second serial killer roamed the area. But Herbert Mullin had a motive far different than that of any other serial killer of that time. In Mullin's view, his murders were the only way to prevent another earthquake from destroying California. Mullin, born on April 18, 1947 (the 41st anniversary of the San Fransico earthquake of 1906) in Salinas, California. By the time he was in his twenties, he had became a moody, hostile dabbler in Eastern religions and illegal drugs. He was prone to violent outbursts. In 1969 he began immatating every movement of his brother-in-law, which terrified his parents. This behavior was known as echopraxia, and it was a strong symptom of schizophrenia. The day after he began mimicing his brother-in-law, Mullin checked into a mental hospital, where he was diagnosed as a schitzophrenic. He checked out six weeks later. By October of that year he had re-admitted himself to another mental institute, only to be re-released weeks later. In 1972, a 24 year old Mullin arrived in Santa Cruz to visit his parents. Soon, he began recieving telepathic messages from his father saying "Herb, I want you to kill me somebody." On the 13th of October, he did just that. He clubbed an old man to death on a road in the Santa Cruz mountains. A few weeks later he stabbed a young female hitchhiker to death and left her body in the hills. On November 2, All Soulds Day, Mullin stabbed a Roman Catholic priest to death in his confessional. Around this time, he believed he'd been chosen by Albert Einstein as the "designated leader" of his generation, and his voices had changed; now they belonged to his victims, giving their permission to be killed. In January of 1973, Mullin killed 5 more to prevent the disaster from occuring. In early February, he found a tent with four teenage campers inside. He told them to leave, then shot them, and left them dead where they fell. On February 13, while loading firewood into his car, Mullin heard the voices yet again. He then drove through Santa Cruz, shot an old man, then left. Witnesses gave a description of the car, and police had him captured within minutes. He accepted his arrest. During his trial Mullin gave rambling discussions of his earthquake theory, and a rationale of his crimes: "A rock doesn't make a decision while it's falling, it just falls." The jury decided that he was sane, and found him guilty on 10 counts of murder. He currently resides at Mule Creek State Prison in California.

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10:52 pm - Patrick Kearney
On July 13, 1977, an electronic engineer for the Los Angeles Hughes Aircraft Co. was indicted on three counts of murder by a Riverside, California grand jury. Charges against his roommate and best friend, David Hill, were dropped because of lack of evidence. Patrick Kearney was being investigated in connection with at least twenty eight murders of gay men. Hill and Kearney turned themselves in on July 1, pointing to a wanted poster with their pictures announcing: "We're them." Most of the information about the murders came from Kearneys statements to police. Bodies of many of the victims were found in plastic garbage bags along highways from south Los Angeles to the border of Mexico, and several of the bodies had been dismembered after being shot. Kearney was indicted for the slayings of three men, aged 21, 24, and 17. The first victim was found in April 1975, with five more bodies turning up by the end of 1976. All the victims were nude, shot in the head with a small caliber gun, and dumped along the highway. Most were transient young men who frequented the gay crusing areas and hangouts in and around Hollywood and Los Angeles. At Hill and Kearneys Redondo Beach house investigators found a hacksaw with blood stains matching one of the victims, as well as hair and carpet samples that were found on the victims. Kearney and Hill had fled to Mexico, but surrendered when persuaded by relatives. On December 21, 1977, Kearney plead guilty to three murders and was sentenced to life imprisonment by Superior Court Judge John Hews. On February 21, 1978, Kearney plead guilty before judge Dickran Tevrizzian Jr. to eighteen slayings of men and boys in exchange for a promise from the prosecution that he would not be given the death penalty. Kearney also provided details of the related killings of another eleven gay men, bringing the total to thirty-two victims. Kearney is currently serving his sentence at Calipatria State Prison in California.

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Thursday, August 8th, 2002
1:07 am - Penny Bjorkland
Penny Bjorkland was a normal teenager. Just like anyone you'd find in any small town in the United States. Blonde hair, blue eyes, freckles, and a pony-tail. She even considered herself a "normal, average girl." Her friends in school noticed she was really nervous, a nail biter, and a bit of a loner. Once in school she was caught with a container of Vodka and orange juice in her locker. Although on February 2, 1959 police discovered the turnout of her minds workings. On that day the body of August Norry was found in the Daly City hills, south of San Francisco. Norry was a twenty-eight year old landscaper, married, and about to become a father for the first time. He was known as a lady's man, but that wasn't much of a lead to figure out why someone had fired eighteen bullets into him. Their best lead was a testimony of a boy who had seen a freckle-faced blonde driving Norry's car like mad away from the hills, and the .38 caliber bullets. After two months of investigating the police found the "freckle-faced blonde" by tracing the bullets. They were made by a real distinctive mold, the man that made them remembered selling them to Bjorkland. The police picked her up at her parent's Daly City home. Her confession the next morning answered a lot of questions. She had stolen the .38 from a friend's bedroom sometime in January. On Sunday, February 1 she left home with the army-issue handgun tucked into the waistband of her pedal pushers, but didn't know what she was going to do. But soon she realized what she wanted to do when August Norry picked her up and offered her a ride. When she got out of the car, she faced Norry and fired five shots into him. Going around the car, she took out fresh ammo and reloaded. When she got to the drivers side, she fired five more shots into Norry. Still unfinished she went back to the passengers side of the car and shot him more. Then took the body out of the car, and drove off. When the police asked her about motive she replied "For about a year or a year and a half I've had the urge to kill someone," she said, a bit embarrased. "I'll admit that the motive sounds crazy, but I wanted to know if a person could commit a crime like this and not worry about the police looking for her or have it on her conscience." And in the end she stated "I've felt better since I killed him." At her trial the reporters described her as having a "giggling disinterest." Up until the judge read her verdict: life imprisonment. She was stunned, and stated that "I am unhappy."

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Friday, July 26th, 2002
8:56 pm - John Linley Fraizer
In his first 23 years, John Linley Fraizer was a fairly normal guy. Like Charles Manson, Fraizer was driven by apocalyptic visions. Unlike Manson, who had an irregular childhood, Fraziers life was regular. He dropped out of high school, and took a trade as an auto mechanic in Santa Cruz, California. His wife described him as a beautiful person. Sometime in the spring of 1970, Fraizer started taking drugs, and his marriage broke up. He started living the life of the counterculture, and took up an interest in Ecology. Even quitting his mechanic job, telling his boss he refused to "contribute to the death cycle of the planet." After this, he took off to join the hippie communes. He soon became interested in the mystical meaning of the tarot cards. He didn't fit in too well with his new hippie friends. He was fiercely paranoid, which didn't fit with the laid back lifestyle of the hippies he was with. Soon he drifted away from the communes and started his own self-styled lifestyle of an Aquarian Age Hermit, living in a six-foot-square shack in the woods. Not far away was the home of an eye surgeon named Victor Ohta. Once while the Ohta family was out, Fraizer broke into their house and stole a pair of binoculars. He considered the Ohta's to be "too materialistic." On Monday, October 19, 1970, Fraizer went back to the Ohta house. Victors wife, Virginia, was the only person home. Holding a .38 revolver on the woman, he tied her wrists with a scarf, then waited for the rest of the family to come home. Soon, Dorothy Cadwallader, Victors secretary, showed up, along with one of the two Ohta boys. Then Ohta returned home with their second son. As each showed up, they were tied at gunpoint. Standing outside by the pool, Fraizer started to lecture the captives about the evils of materialistic society and the ways in which it destroyed the environment. Ohta got into an argument with Fraizer, so he shoved him into the pool. While he was trying to get out of the water, Fraizer shot him 3 times. One by one Fraizer killed the rest. Virginia, then Dorothy, then the boys, Derrick, and Taggart. Then Frazier went into the house, typed a note, and set the house a blaze. When the fire fighters showed up they found the five bodies in the pool, and the typed note under the windshield wipers of Ohta's Rolls-Royce. The message said:

today world war 3 will begin as brought to you by the pepole of the free universe.
From this day forward anyone and?/or company of persons who missuses the natural environment or destroys same will suffer the penelty of death by the people of the free universe.
I and my comrads from this day forth will fight until death or freedom, against anything or anyone who dose not support natural life on this planet, materialisum must die, or man-kind will.

The community was in fear. The Tate/LaBianca murders by the Manson Family had occurred a bit over a year before, and now they were expecting the same to happen again. The hippie communes became suspicious. The police learned though, that the communes were also spooked by the Ohta murders, and they were willing to cooperate in catching the killer. Soon the note was published by the press, and a group of hippies recognized the ideas of the note of those that John Linley Fraizer would talk about, and they supplied the location to Fraizers shack to the police. Fraizer's fingerprints were lifted from the Rolls-Royce, and a can of beer found at the scene. When convicted in November 1970, a sanity trial was followed to determine what sort of punishment Fraizer should receive. Fraizers courtroom theatrics were unheard of. One side of his head was completely shaved, while his long hair and beard still sprouted on the other side. His reason for this stunt was quite convoluted. He appeared to be putting on an act to win an insanity plea, but his psychologist thought otherwise. He said that Fraizer was trying to appear to be faking insanity, so that the jury would feel obliged to dismiss the insanity argument. In the end Fraizer got a sanity ruling, and a death sentence. He regarded the gas chamber as preferable to "having any fascist pigs working on my head." Fraziers wish was denied when the California Supreme Court abolished capital punishment, and commuted his sentence to life imprisonment. He's still serving his sentence at San Quentin Prison.

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Tuesday, July 16th, 2002
1:26 am - Arthur Shawcross
Arthur Shawcross recieved a second chance at life after being released back into the community for the murder of two small children. Moving from place to place he ended up in Rochester, New York. He married Rose Walley while in Rochester. He also met Clara Neal, who became his mistress. Working nights as a food wholesaler, and living near the center of town, he didn't even have a car. During the day he would be seen riding a brown Schwinn bicycle, a womans model, to fishing spots along the Genesee River. Not many people wanted Arthur for a neighbor. In 1972 while in Watertown, New York, an upstate town, Shawcross had murdered little ten year old Jack Blake, and eight year old Karen Hill. He served 15 years of a 25 year sentence for these crimes. He was released on parole in April of 1987 for those murders. After moving from town to town, chased out by enraged citizens, he found his home in Rochester. People there found him to be friendly, and mild mannered. They didn't know of his dark past. In March of 1988 the body of a 27 year old prostitute was found floating in Salmon Creek. In September another body was found. Over a year later in October of 1989, a third was found, and in early November, a fourth. Later that month a fifth. Police believed the murders were too similar to be the work of different people...a serial killer was loose in the community. Arthur followed the news of the murders closely. He warned his wife and Clara to be careful. He also hung out at the local Dunkin' Donuts to talk with the cops about the case. In late November another body was found by a guy walking his dog. Four days later another body was found. By the end of the year three more body's were added to the death list. About this time, the Rochester police invited FBI serial killer specialists in to help. They made a profile of the killer: White male, thirties, mobile, trusted by the women who fearlessly got into his car. On January 3, 1990 state troopers in a helicopter spotted a body in the icy Salmon Creek waters. On a bridge overlooking the creek a man leaned out of his car urinating into a pop bottle. The choper alerted some patrol cars and they surrounded the area. Shawcross had just finished a salad when he saw the copter. He climbed back into Clara Neal's Chevy and left toward the nursing home where she worked. As soon as he pulled in, a police car pulled in behind him and he was taken in for questioning. Shawcross didn't fit the profile to well, but when they checked his history their interests changed. They impounded the Chevy, and let Arthur go for lack of evidence. While inspecting the Chevy they found a pink earring that matched one of the earrings found on one of the victims. Shawcross was picked up the next morning. For hours he denied involvement in the crimes. Eventually he confessed to the murders in detail. He had strangled one of his victims for calling him "no better than a faggot"...and saying that he was the Genesee River Killer. He smashed one's face into the car door for saying he was "hopeless", and killed one for claiming to be a virgin. By the time his October trial came he had refused to testify. His defence tried to get a insanity claim. Under hypnosis he spoke as an eleven year old arttie, and even as a reincarnated medieval English cannibal. A few of the prostitutes he killed had had their vaginas cut out, which Arthur had ate a few of. He was sentenced to 10 consecutive terms of 25 years at the Sullivan Correctional Facility. He was convicted of 10 murders, but later admitted to an eleventh. He is still being held at Sullivan with no possibility of parole.

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Monday, July 8th, 2002
1:07 am - Patrick Mackay
Even before he was born, Patrick Mackay was abused; he was in his mothers womb when she was kicked in the stomach by her drunken husband. Born on September 25, 1952 in England, he was institutionalized for the first time at the age or 13 for trying to set fire to a Catholic church. By 15, he had set his pet tortise on fire, played with dead birds, nearly killed a boy, and strangled his mother and aunt. He had an explosive temper. A doctor said that he would evolve into "a cold, psychopathic killer." He was certified psychopathic and commited to Moss Side Hospital for four years. Mackay adopted a bizarre name by which he demanded to be known... Franklin Bollvolt the First.."a name to be feared and remembered, like Hitler's." The world, he decided, needed a change, and he would be the world figure to provide it. Mackay was released in the summer of 1972. Usually drunk or drugged, he stayed with friends, and entertained himself by building and burning the eyes out of Frankenstein models. His room was decorated with pictures from Nazi Germany, and made himself an outfit that was a replica of a quasi-German SS uniform, complete with lapel badges and armband. Proving the psychiatrists right, he murdered eleven people from July 1973 until his arrest on March 23, 1975. His last victim was a Catholic priest that had befriended him, named Father Anthony Crean. The wounds to Crean's head were so devastating that his brain was exposed,and just before he died, he reached his hand up and touched the exposed portion of his own brain. Mackay was arrested two days later and sentenced to life in prison.

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Monday, June 17th, 2002
12:52 am - Ricky Kasso
Ricky Kasso was from Northport Long Island. In 1984 the police of Northport received a phone call about a body in a shallow grave in Aztakea Woods. There, in the woods, the police found the body of Gary Lauwers, over two weeks decomposed. The man had been stabbed thirty two times, twenty-two in the face. The total may have been higher, but the decomposition made it impossible to tell. The police focused their investigation on Ricky Kasso and James Troiano. Both were high school dropouts, and known drug abusers who lived on the streets. Troiano had a record of burglary arrests, but Kasso had more unusual charges. His most recent arrest was a charge of grave robbing, where he dug up a 19th century grave from which he stole a skull and hand that he intended to use for a satanic rite. Soon after they were taken into custody, they both confessed to the murder. They were linked to a local satanic group known as the Knights of the Black Circle, which had around twenty members and was known for animal sacrifices. As part of a satanic rite, Kasso gouged out Lauwers eyes. Kasso may have been able to help more with the investigation, but on July 7th, he hung himself in his jail cell. When Troiano went on trial for second degree murder at the beginning of the next year the case had been revised. The Knights of the Black Circle had nothing to do with this murder. There had been only one witness to the murder besides Troiano, Albert Quinones. Satanism wasn't much involved in the murder, even though they knew Kasso was into a heavy metal style of satanism, but drugs were the main factor in the murder. The act that triggered the murder was Lauwers stealing ten bags of Angel Dust from Kasso. Kasso spent two months complaining about the rip-off, then on June 16th he decided to teach Lauwers a lesson. Lauwers was in the woods with Kasso, Quinones, and Troiano tripping on Mescaline. Kasso started harassing him about it, then started beating him, soon he was out of control and got out his pocket knife. Kasso stabbed him over and over again screaming "Say you love Satan!!!". Lauwers response was "No, I love my mother!". He accidentally cut out the eyes while he stabbed him over and over again. He eventually left the body in the woods covered with leaves. In Kasso's confession, he said he heard the screech of a crow, which, in his mind, was Satan saying that the murder was a good thing. At the trial of Troiano, he maintained that he was only a witness, and didn't participate in the murder. The jury found him not guilty.

Ricky 6

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12:45 am - Richard Angelo
Richard Angelo wanted to be a hero. He was a former Eagle Scout, and a fireman volunteer. He wanted to be the one to save someones life, even if he had to make the situation arise so he could do so. The first time he tried to do so, he injected something into John Fishers iv tube that caused him to go into critical conditon. This opportunity failed, John Fisher died that night. The number of times Angelo did this at the Good Samaritan Hospital is not known. They do have an idea of how many times he failed at this. Between September and October of 1987 at least three patients died due to this. In all he may have killed over 10 people doing this. A man named Gerolamo Kucich was in the hospital recovering from heart problems when a bearded man in a white hospital coat came in and put some medicine in his IV. Minutes later Kucich would have difficulty breathing, and would be gasping for air. He fortuneatly was able to reach the button to summon the nurses. One of the people to help rescue him was the bearded man with the hospital coat. Kucich told his story about the man with the beard and coat to the other nurses, and Angelo was the only one on that shift that fit that description. When Kucich's urine sample came back it had pavulon in it. Angelo was arrested in November after vials of Pavulon and Anectine were found during a search of his apartment. He immediatly confessed to murder. A jury found him responsible for two counts of second degree murder, one count of manslaughter, and one count of criminally negligent homicide. He recieved the maximum sentance allowed by law; a prison term of sixty-one years to life.

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Thursday, June 6th, 2002
11:52 pm - Gary Heidnik
Gary Heidnik was born in 1943. Throughout his life he had many occupations including: soldier, nurse, landlord, minister, and stock speculator. He was in the U.S. Army for two years in the early sixties. He was discharged due to a mental disability. After his release from the army, he'd try many times to commit suicide, and spend a lot of time in different Pennsylvania mental institutions. He founded his own church called the United Church of the Ministries of God, in which he appointed himself bishop. This is when he started playing the stock market too. He has an IQ of 130, and built a portfolio of investments that would make him half a million dollars. In 1986 Gary's inner demons told him he needed a harem of ten women, and to set himself up as a veritable patriarch who would make a small tribe of offspring. He blamed his insanity on LSD experiments given to him by the army in the early sixties, but it's thought that it was his alcoholic mother, and her disiplinarian husband that caused it. Heidnicks women of choice were black, retarded women. He was in prison once in the seventies for abducting a woman like this in front of a mental institution and raping and sodomizing her. In 1985 he married a Filipino woman. After being assulted and forced to watch Heidnick having sex with prostitutes she left him. In all he kidnapped six women and imprisioned them in his basement. They were kept there for four months undetected. When one of the women escaped and went to the police, they didn't believe her story of torture and murder. On March 25, 1987 the police searched Heidnik's house. In the freezer they found a human forearm, and in the stove a roasted human rib. He had carved up a corpse that died in his basement after being hung by the wrists for a week. He cut the corpse up with a power saw, and then food-processed her flesh, mixed it with dogfood, and forced the other captives to eat it. The other women that he fed it to was still in the basement, two chained to pipes, and one in a pit. One woman was already killed by Heidnik, she was put in a pit filled with water then Heidnik dropped a live wire into it electrocuting her. He then took her body to New Jersey and dumped it in a forest. He's made various suicide attempts since being put in prison, but was finally executed by the state of Pennsylvania on July 6, 1999.

News Articles

How long can this death live on?

Wednesday, July 21, 1999

By Gene Collier, Post-Gazette Staff Writer

Gotta make some calls this week to find out how long that first one stays with you; it's at least two weeks.

Two weeks ago last night I was in an old stone stable on the grounds of the State Correctional Institution at Rockview. Just over the hill, the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania was executing Gary Heidnik. There were journalists present who watched Heidnik turn red, then ashen, as the Department of Corrections administered the ultimate correction, lethal injection. Some of them mentioned they'd been on hand for the execution of Leon Moser, and of Keith Zettlemoyer, and of others in other states.

Maybe some of them remember how long it takes to -- how will I phrase it? -- pull free from it; it's at least two weeks.

I wore a tie that day. I asked myself, "What do you wear to an execution?" and the answer came back, "A tie. A white shirt and a dark tie." Why, I wondered. "Respect," I heard myself say. For whom? For what? And there was no answer, but I had on a white shirt and a dark tie for the first time in months.

I was dreaming, right?

Then I was in the stable, where four fans the size and volume of airplane propellers blew with amazing ineffectiveness. There was a podium, from where a DOC official with a tie was telling me what a condemned madman had eaten for lunch. Right down to the condiments.

I was dreaming, right?

Then he was talking about Heidnik's last meal. Pizza and black coffee. For what context is this information provided? What is to be inferred? Do nutritionists recommend eating light in the death chamber? In the case of Heidnik, who'd been abused by food throughout a childhood in which his father would be served first and eat first, often leaving nothing for the children, like an animal, was the state trying to show that Heidnik could now make informed choices from among the 37 entrées it offered? Or was the state trying to show that by offering an array of final meal choices, it was not anything like Heidnik, who boiled and ground up the women he killed in the basement of his Philadelphia rowhouse and served the remains with dog food to others he was holding captive?

This was a nightmare, right?

Then it was time for the six o'clock news. The five or six Pennsylvania TV stations on site lined up their cameras and reporters with the main prison building 400 yards in the background. Heidnik was not in that building (the death chamber is in a converted prison hospital on another part of the property), but it was all we could see. Had it been a Ferris wheel, it would have had to do. One reporter told his viewers confidently, "All systems are go," as if Heidnik were going to the moon.

Most surreal of all, between then and 10:29 p.m., when Heidnik died, the media and the assorted DOC officials milled about in an easy jocularity. I've seen grimmer press rooms after a pulled hamstring at Steelers camp. The state provided stats on death row inmates, death penalty history, coffee and danish. What, no handsome tote bag?

In its final briefing, the DOC explained that no arrangements had been made by anyone related to Heidnik for his corpse.

I sat down and wrote a front-page story that would ultimately get ripped on the letters page as "classic misplaced liberal compassion" but which was probably better than if it had gone with its original lead: "Gary Heidnik is dead. So there. Maybe now the next crazy man who is mute because he believes the devil has placed a cookie in his throat will think twice before chaining women in his basement and electrocuting them. Sure he will."

I went to the car feeling like I'd killed somebody, which, effectively, I had, as a citizen of the Commonwealth. I was like Heidnik in that sense. At least he had no idea what was going on. I wore a shirt and tie, consciously, and had danish.

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Wednesday, June 5th, 2002
12:41 am - Vlad The Impaler (Dracula)
Vlad the Impaler was the real life Dracula, and wasn't a vampire. Dracula, or Vlad III as he was known was a member of an aristocratic family in Walachia, a Romanian state bordered by Moldavia and the mythicized Transylvania. His father Vlad II also had the name Dracul meaning dragon or devil. Dracula means son of Dracul. For some war reasons, Vlad II sons had to spend time in Turkish prisons. Dracula was in prison between the ages of thirteen and seventeen. When he was released at his fathers death in 1448, he decided to make his father proud and continue with the war traditions. In 1456 he made his way to the Valachian throne. As prince and ruler of the country, he was in charge. He became known as Vlad the Impaler for his ways of inflicting agony and death. He would often impale his victims on stakes, through the heart or sometimes naval, or anus, and in women through the vagina. Often there would be mass executions. Once he impaled 500 noblemen who he thought were not sufficiently impressed with his power. He once ordered others to kill thousands of people while he sat and ate a few feet away. If women were adulterers, or had sex before marriage, he would have them skinned alive. Once he had a woman impaled for bad tailoring. A man was wearing pants and a shirt made too short by his wife, so after killing her, he supplied the man with a new spouse. He would also blind people, dismember, scalp, and boil them alive. Once he invited a bunch of beggars to his castle hall for a feast, and after the feast asked if they would like to live a care free life, after they replied yes, he had the hall set ablaze killing them all. In his six year reign at the Walachian throne, he may have been responsible for 100,000 deaths. Vlad was in exile for fourteen years. For four years he was in a Hungarian prison, where he'd impale small animals, then he was called to battle again. He would then take the throne at Walachia again, but only for two months. In January of 1477 he was killed near Budapest in a battle against the Turks. His head was taken back to Constantinople.

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Friday, May 31st, 2002
1:14 am - Pedro Lopez
Pedro Lopez was born in 1949 to a prostitute. He was one of 13 children. At the age of eight, he sexually molested one of his sisters, and as a punishment for this his mother kicked him into the streets. He was molested at that age by another man in a neighboring town. He was assaulted again when he was eighteen while in prison for car theft. He was gang raped by four older convicts, and this led to his first murder conviction when he killed three of the four attackers. He received a two year sentence for that. His term only made him want to kill more. Usually, he'd wander through the market till he found a girl that he could take to a isolated spot. First he would rape, then second he would strangle the girl. In 1978 he is said to have killed a hundred girls from Peru. In a Indian village he was caught trying to take a nine-year-old girl. The Ayachucos' Indians that caught him considered justice to be a beating then torturing, then burying him alive. But before they could do this an American missionary talked them into letting her take him to the authorities. The authorities took Lopez to Ecuador instead of punishing him for the crime. He killed and raped possibly 110 Ecuador girls. In 1980, he was caught leading away a twelve-year-old girl. This came after the unearthing of fifty-three victims. He took them to many other burial sites, but no other bodies were found. They think that Lopez led them on a wild goose chase on the other searches. Lopez is still in prison in Ecuador, and may get a chance for parole. However, if released he still has trials and prison time coming to him in Colombia and Peru.

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Thursday, May 30th, 2002
1:06 am - The Bender Family
The Bender Family were from Labetter County, Kansas, around the years of 1870, or 1871. There were two German immagrants at the head of the family. The father, John or Old man Bender, and the mother Ma Bender. The son, John Jr., and the daughter, Katie. Katie was the smart one. It's said that John Jr. is actually from the mothers previous marriage. He and Katie were rumored to be having a relationship. They built a small building along one of the main roads. A curtain hung in the building to make it have two rooms....one for sleeping and one for a roadside business. There was a sign above the door that said Groceries, but they would also serve meals and rent space to sleep for the night. Katie would romanticize the guests with her charm, so the family could murder them. They would kill the travelers that had a lot of money. Katie would convince them to stay for dinner, and sit with his back to the curtain. With them sitting there, either Old Man, or John Jr., would take a sledgehammer and bash in the guys skull. They would throw the body out of a trapdoor in the back of the house into a pit below. At night they would take the body out of the pit and bury it in the orchard behind the house. They kept doing this for about a year and it was thought that they took 10,000.00 from their victims. They killed a man named William York, and did the same procedure in disposing of his body, but a few weeks later, A.M. York came looking for his missing brother. A.M. York stopped briefly at the Benders Inn, and noticed that something seemed odd. He sent another search party to the inn to check things out, and he wasn't the only suspicious one either. A neighbor noticed that the Benders had abandoned their home fast, even leaving a valuable group of livestock behind. The search party found blood in the pit behind the house, and decided to look even more at the Bender residence. The rain had settled the ground, and the searchers found spots of dirt that was the size of graves. The first grave dug up was the body of William York. Eight bodies in all were recovered. Seven of the bodies were men, and one was a baby that was buried alive under one of the men that was it's father. The Benders were never found, but stories say that they were tracked down and killed before they left Kansas. Other stories say that they made it to Michigan, and even some say Texas. But the truth is....they disappeared without a trace.

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Wednesday, May 29th, 2002
12:41 am - Jesse Pomeroy
Jesse Pomeroy was born in 1860. He was considered a natural born fiend. His crimes made this identification not unreasonable. He was raised by his mother in South Boston. Not very much is known about his life before he was eleven years old. Thats when he started to torture other children. Between the winter/fall of 1871, Jesse trapped and attacked seven other younger boys. He'd take them to a hidden spot where he would strip them and tie them up. He severely beat some of the earlier victims, then he started to use a knife and even poked pins into ones flesh. Pomeroy had a cleft lip and a completely white eye, so identifying him would be pretty easy. After being caught he was sent to a reform school and was supposed to be there till he was twenty-one. He understood the idea that if he was good, he'd get let out early. He was released after only a year and a half. Now instead of just wanting to inflict pain on others, he was homicidal. In March of 1874 he kidnapped a little girl and killed her, a month later he did the same to a four year old, but he was so severe on the boy that he nearly decapitated him. The police placed Jesse as the apparent killer. When they asked him if he killed the little boy (his body was the first to be found) Jesse replied "I suppose I did." Pomeroy was only 14 at the time of this. Most people wanted him killed, but the governor wouldn't go for it. He instead decided on giving him a lifelong sentence in solitary confinement. He spent forty-one years in solitary, before getting some contact with other inmates. He died in 1932 at the age of seventy-two.

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