SUNSHINE AND SADNESS

When the young FBI agent, Clarice Starling, asked Dr. Lecter if he drew all the details from memory, he replied:

"Memory, Officer Starling, is what I have instead of a view."
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@body:I stand there on the blacktop bike path and look westward toward the apartment complex. I can see the red-tile roofs. The windows are some 60 yards away. Small trees line the path, but they are too young to provide any camouflage. And there are overhead lights every 20 yards.

If you look the other way, you can see an iron fence which borders the canal. The canal is empty.

The police have released very few details. You wonder if her fingernails were broken, something that would indicate she had undergone great pain before death.

Did he--or they--come to get her in a van or a closed truck? Where was she taken? And why was she brought back to this spot? Above all, why keep the head so long before tossing it into the canal, two miles farther south?

The young man with the ferret had given me the family's telephone number in Camp Hill, Pennsylvania.

I got a recorded message. It was a woman's voice with a melodic tone. "I'm sorry. We are unable to come to the phone right now."

I put down the telephone. I think about how to sum up my visit to the crime scene.

It was a sunny, brisk day and the wind blew the leaves from the trees. But there were no children playing in the streets.

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asbirdiesingh
asbirdiesingh

We lived about a mile north of Woodstone for nearly thirty years beginning 1980. That morning after the horrible homicide I was driving my little kids to Rose Mofford Park so they could ride their bikes. The yellow crime scene tape was all over the site next to the complex and a huge crowd surrounded the area. Then detective Leo Speliopoulis was also at the Phoenix PD's mobile crime lab with a bunch of other cops.

I recall seeing a lot of people scouring the open unkempt field adjacent to the east side of the apt.complex and what appeared to be a corpse covered by a sheet. My first thought was it must have been a shooting, something everyone was used to at that point.

Then I was able to ascertain some info from a couple of the people in the crowd that had gathered. Sick to my stomach I drove to the park and let the kids ride until another biker rode by. He looked disheveled and was going rather fast until he fell off the bike. Oddly I noticed it was a woman's bike, and he had bloodsoaked clothes on one side. I quickly enquired if he was alright and he jumped on the bike with a nod and disappeared down the bike path. Well with that I gathered the two kids and took off hoping the detectives were still there some half our later. Thankfully they were and would be there for a lot longer as it turned out. I recanted what I had observed and gave them as good a description of the guy on the woman's bike as possible, hoping it would help solve the gory crime.

They thanked me for being diligent and told me they would let me know if my info led to any meaningful arrests in the case. The next day a detective called me and said that they followed up on the leads I provided and it was a different color bike and not someone connected to the case that was on it. Over the years I've been pondering and wondering if that cold case had been solved yet. Every once in a while it would be on the news as yet unsolved but that they would never cease working the case until it was solved. It was at least reassuring to know that the PHX PD detectives hadn't actually closed the case file.

Now when I heard about the recent arrest of a suspect yesterday (some two decades later) it's mind boggling yet comforting to know that justice will prevail, no matter how long it takes. Kudos to the Law Enforcement and their long winded desire to work the little details and thanks to DNA and Forensics tools to solve such gruesome crimes in our society.

Looking forward to seeing how this whole thing is going to unravel, and how and what exactly transpired that horrible evening. Also how the other victim's murder happened months later in roughly the same area and in the same way.

Are these serial type killers mentally just wired wrong, or what the heck is going on in their heads? Did they know their victims, and so on and so forth?

asbirdiesingh
asbirdiesingh

We lived about a mile north of Woodstone for nearly thirty years beginning 1980. That morning after the horrible homicide I was driving my little kids to Rose Mofford Park so they could ride their bikes. The yellow crime scene tape was all over the site next to the complex and a huge crowd surrounded the area. Then detective Leo Speliopoulis was also at the Phoenix PD's mobile crime lab with a bunch of other cops.

I recall seeing a lot of people scouring the open unkempt field adjacent to the east side of the apt.complex and what appeared to be a corpse covered by a sheet. My first thought was it must have been a shooting, something everyone was used to at that point.

Then I was able to ascertain some info from a couple of the people in the crowd that had gathered. Sick to my stomach I drove to the park and let the kids ride until another biker rode by. He looked disheveled and was going rather fast until he fell off the bike. Oddly I noticed it was a woman's bike, and he had bloodsoaked clothes on one side. I quickly enquired if he was alright and he jumped on the bike with a nod and disappeared down the bike path. Well with that I gathered the two kids and took off hoping the detectives were still there some half hour later. Thankfully they were and would be there for a lot longer as it turned out. I recanted what I had observed and gave them as good a description of the guy on the woman's bike as possible, hoping it would help solve the gory crime.

They thanked me for being diligent and told me they would let me know if my info led to any meaningful arrests in the case. The next day a detective called me and said that they followed up on the leads I provided and it was a different color bike and not someone connected to the case that was on it. Over the years I've been pondering and wondering if that cold case had been solved yet. Every once in a while it would be on the news as yet unsolved but that they would never cease working the case until it was solved. It was at least reassuring to know

l.north
l.north

Just to add more details for interested people,the first names of people in this group were "Ronnie","Chris" and "John"."Ronnie"attended Devry and was a self proclaimed"warlcock" and was a crossdresser.'John" was from Goodyear,but moved to the apartments to be closer to his job.He was allegedly a "computer geek"in his late 20s or early 30s in 1992 and had a thin build with sandy colored hair.Not much is known of Chris.Alegedly either Ronnie or Chris had a relative who lived in a first floor apartment where Angela Brosso's missing bike was seen.Allegedy the police checked out this person who claimed he found the"bike" and it had been stolen by "someone lifting it over the back patio wall".I urge anyone who had any info on this case to call silent witness and tell them what you know,even if you don't think it's that important.We have to solve these cases.

l.north
l.north

This case was connected to the September 1993 murder of Melanie Bernas.As for the "cult related"rumors they came from a group of people in Woodstone Apartments.Allegedly members of this suspected group attended a Haloween party at the complex dressed as "warlocks".Allegedly a purple bike was seen in one of there apartments shortly after the murders.Allegedly Krakowiecki took a dna sample and was cleared.I hope anybody with any info on this case contacts Phx police cold case department.

 
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