Does any one crime sit out for you? Why?


Well, I guess I have to go back to Weed, California, in 1988. I was dating my girlfriend Roberta Ellis. She worked at what was the "Truck Village Truck Stop" on truck village drive, south of Weed. One night I was supposed to see her and she didn't show up. I was talking with this woman for hours in the restaurant called "Silvia's". She was glad I was stood up and wanted to party. So we went into my truck and did just that for hours. You could say we were in the middle of things when a knock came to the door. I looked out to see Roberta standing there. I motioned to her to run into Silva's to get a booth and I would be right in. Not wanting to blow my relationship with Roberta, I turned to my new friend who now was wanting to be my new lover and pal and grabbed her by the throat and held her till she passed out. Tying her up and gagging her, I taped the knots so they would stay tight. Then I went in to see Roberta. Two hours later, I said goodbye to Roberta and returned to my victim. She wasn't being very cooperative and so I felt I needed to show her a lesson. Grabbing her again I had pulled my truck my truck and trailer to another location. I placed her unconscience body under or right in front of the trailer tires. I got into the truck and pulled up the tires to rest on her body. Locking the trailer tires with my Johnny Bar, I pulled forward making the once good looking woman into a pile of unlookable streak of flesh. Like roadkill this freshly killed dear resembled a freshly killed deer. But I guess now it will be the topic of yet another search to see if it happened or not. I'm sure the Yreka County Sheriff's would like to know about this.


You said you turned yourself in. Why?


Because I am stupid, that's why! Or lets just say that I was ignorant to the way the prosecution reacts to a confession. Like most people out there, I believed that when you get caught, you must tell the truth to the police. Then it will go easy on you. Boy, is this the biggest misconception of all? The worse thing you can do is to tell the police anything! When arrested or thinking of confessing, consult your lawyer first to find out your constitutional rights. The police and total prosecution will use what you tell them as their case against you. Once I found out how the system works. I had wished I hadn't turned myself in to the police, but first consulted an attorney to get my problem addressed in a legal forum of counsellors. My conscience forced me to confess. I knew I had a problem and needed help: so believing the way I was taught, I turned myself in.


Were you treated fairly when you turned yourself in or were you like the guys being thrown to the ground on the T.V. show "Cops"?


When the Sheriff's arrived, I walked over to them and told them who I was. The Wilcox, Arizona sheriff's treated me with respect. Handcuffed me in front and loosely-not cinching tight. Matter of fact, most police agencies have treated me with the same respect that I have shown to them. I know it could go the other way if I started to react the other way. I'm a big guy and it would only create a bigger hassle for me to be uncooperative in my daily routine.


You claim your Wyoming case doesn't exist. You have been proven to be a liar on Dateline NBC. You have said over and over that you lie a lot of the time. Why should we believe you or your answers to these questions?


I could just say believe what you want to and disregard the rest. People do this all the time and I'm counting on them to do just that. Believe me? Some of the stuff I tell, knowing it to be lies, will think it is unbelieveable to everyone, but it is the unbelieveable that gets believed. People like to be frightened. They go to horror shows to be scared, to get their adrenaline going. This countries movies run on fear. People dont like the truth, because the truth bores them. Tell them a lie and they want to believe it. Lies some how become lies when the facts dont stand up to the rigorous cross examination of the prosecution and the defense. Especially when the defense knows the truth and can prove it out with "factual evidence". I built their cases foundation out of lies that I alone can tear apart in court. When it is all over, the truth will be shown to exist. The prosecutions case will fall apart and my jury will know the truth. They will not like the truth because it is relatively simple and not gory in what the prosecution would like everyone to believe. I have orchastrated this case from the start and know what will happen in the end. The prosecution cannot have me both ways. Either I'm credible or I'm not believeable. They have torn each others cases apart to get mixed results. My court battle will have three prosecutors telling my jury that I am a liar and cannot be trusted. I will have three more prosecutors telling them I tell the truth. One prosecutor will even help persuade my jury to let me go because the same evidence proved him to be wrong in putting two innocent people behind bars. So if you dont want to believe me all of the time, DON'T! No one else does.


You mentioned that your father beat you with a belt. Do you hate him now?


No, I dont hate him. I love my dad. But I have a hard time showing it. Like using him to exploit the Jack Crescenzi case in Bend. I must explain my feelings. Memory has a bad effect on people. How come do we just remember the bad things? Well we do so because we were traumatized as youngsters over the episodes in our lives that caused pain. I don't agree with how he punished me, but that doesn't make me love him less. His denial helps fuel some resentment to him over those acts of punishment, but I still love him for being my father. Because I'm in this battle myself, I have chosen to be in it alone and quit corresponding with him. Wrong? It is probaly wrong to shut him off of my life, but it is what I have to do, at this time anyway! No! I dont hate my dad. I love him.