My Intentions ...

This blog will follow my look into crimes and mysteries, both modern and in history. These are my opinions on this incidents and that doesn't mean that I am always right. I look at the facts, compare them to most and then try to figure out how my mind sees the crime happening.


Friday, March 13, 2020

TV's Forensic Files: Jacqui Summary ~ The Shoes



Woman misses her morning class.  Going over to her house, the husband and some other teachers, find her at the base of the stairs in the basement with a basket of laundry at her side. Her head is severely bashed in. Her shoes are on the stairs.

The police find no blood at the scene. They do find blood in the kitchen. When sprayed with fluorescent dye to illuminate, the whole room lights up bright. The table edge has signs of boo boos, as well as the chairs.

Mr. Husband, convincing everyone it was an accident, is not informed of this find.

In a room at the police station he is seen pounding his fist, yelling. "Those god damn shoes. I told her once, I told her six times those god damn shoes will kill her."

The coroner finds that she didn't die of the blow or blood loss.

She died by manual strangulation.

Cops aren't interested in the shoes after that.

Thursday, March 12, 2020

Conspiracies ...

For the record ... I believe OJ did it, Oswald acted alone and Marilyn committed suicide ... all conclusions I came to by studying the cases. 

Greystone Murder, Beverly Hills, Cali


On Feb 16, 1929, a mentally unstable, Hugh Plunket, confronted his employer (possibly lover) in one of the rooms of The Greystone Mansion. He fired, killing Edward Doheny, Jr. Ed’s wife found them, *did not* call the police for almost four hours. Witness statements were said to “seem rehearsed”.

The “in depth” investigation into this politically contented family...lasted two days.

Okay...looking into records. The two men “were very” close. But no confirmation.
The autopsy revealed that Plunket’s wound had been fired from 18"; Doheny’s had stippling, the gun had been less than 3' away.

It was Dohenys gun. Wiped clean.

The Doheny family, devote Catholics, had a family plot at Calvary, Catholics only. 
Ed was buried in Forest Lawn Glendale in a secular ceremony.
Catholics who commit suicide cannot be buried in a Catholic cemetery.
Speculation is that history recorded the wrong victim.

And really...with the of size Forest Lawn, these two guys were buried within 100' of each other.

 Cool Sidebar: In 2008, I attended a play *at* The Greystone that was the playwrights interpretation of what happened that night. Her ideas did not match these facts.

‘All of Me’ with Steve Martin and Lilly Lilly Tomlin was filmed here.








The Villisca Ax House

I'm only going to touch on this one quick right now. The method in which this crime was committed fascinates me. In a house this size, in 1912, eight people were murdered by ax. A father, mother, four kids and two young visitors--all killed by someone they think was hiding in the attic when the family came home. That's creepy, too.

How do you kill one person by ax without the other seven noticing and trying to escape the building?

I'll come back to this later, but will tell you, if you are interested in this "most haunted place in America, you can now book a chance to spend the night.

I like visiting cemeteries. I have a real problem visit the actual site where some left this world by violence.


Hitch-Hikers ...

When you study crimes, it's important to follow the facts to come to the true conclusion. Sometimes though, in small stories, it is hard to find those facts. A name might be missing, the time and location, but the message is still something you want to share.

There is a story of a woman on a stormy night, picking up a hitch-hiker. Good looking guy, clean cut. They started talking right away. Supposedly, it was a good conversation.

When they arrived at his destination, he thanked her and they exchanged phone numbers to catch up later.

He made an impression on her and she found herself thinking about him a few times.

After a week, he finally called. After pleasantries, he dropped his bombshell:

"My plan was to steal the car and dump your body in the river. The storm would help hide it. You were too funny and I liked you too much. Don't pick up hitch-hikers anymore!"