Crime!

One of my vet school classmates was going through a divorce and custody battle. He decided that the wife wasn’t going to get the kids - took them to a motel and injected them with a veterinary drug. Fortunately he called 911 and the paramedics arrived in time to save the kids. He’ll spend the rest of his life in Angola prison (Louisiana). Another vet classmate was involved in an insurance scam involving pricey hunter jumper horses. She insured the horses and then killed them and collected the insurance money - i believe some Olympic level jumpers were involved. I liked both of these classmates and never expected to see them serving hard time.
 
One of my high school classmates (there were only 70 of us) got into a little trouble with the law.

...[he] was found guilty ... on 10 counts of possession of child pornography; four counts of possession of child pornography with intent to promote; 16 counts of aggravated sexual assault of a mentally disabled person; and five counts of indecency with a child.

He was sentenced to a total of 1,440 years.
 
I worked briefly, decades ago, with a woman who eventually murdered her two children while her husband was on deployment. When I worked alongside her, she was years away from marriage and children...I distinctly remember wondering why such a beautiful woman always seemed so on edge/annoyed.
 
Really?

I met a guy briefly who said that he knew someone who lived in the same apartment complex that Dahmer lived in. Gave the guy chills just thinking about that.


Yup. My cousin was in his 1978 high school graduating class.
 
When I was in college, I worked at a manufacturing company nearby. I went across the hall to get something out of the vault, I think they kept some of the engineering materials in the vault. Had a nice conversation with the woman who was the book-keeper for the company. Later that morning, the police showed up and took her away. She had shot her husband in the head multiple times the night before.
 
I went to grade school with this guy. He's in prison for leading a murder cult that newspapers dubbed the Chicago Rippers. Prior to his conviction he worked on John Wayne Gacy's construction crew.

I still have a memory of him from kindergarten during nap time, playing with a makeshift toy he had built out of a broken ballpoint pen, ink smeared on his hands. Strange kid.
 
I liked both of these classmates and never expected to see them serving hard time.

I've always wondered, what is "hard time"? I used to hear that term as a kid and thought of prisoners breaking big rocks all day long with a sledge hammer. I guess hard time is being in a prison with lots of violence/stress.
 
Not to go off on tangent, but I had a similar experience on the west side of Chicago years ago. I was with a coworker and we were trying to find our way somewhere (pre GPS).

Visiting from Boston, a bunch of co-workers had gone to a Black Hawks game years ago. When we got out of the game, we couldn't get a cab so we walked about 5 blocks figuring we'd be better able to find a taxi.

A cab did pull up. The driver rolled down his window and said: "What the hell are you guys doing out here? Get in this car!"

Back on thread, we had a very nice, respectful, personable guy deliver a washing machine one day. Two days later he murdered a man. Still in prison.

Closer to home, an acquaintance at our marina killed a woman and threw her overboard claiming it was an accident. I knew the woman, the guy, worked with the guy's FIL and the detective in charge is our neighbor. The whole story was on Dateline once and a few books written about it. At the time mom was part of the DA's office prosecuting the whole thing.
 
I have 2 corporate ones. Two weeks after I left a certain Megacorp division, the FBI raided the place and the Director of Marketing, Director of Finance, and a few others were sent to jail on the "Ill Wind" operation involving bribing a government official.
The other was the president of the company and the VP of Marketing hired an engineer from a competitor and proceeded to do some industrial espionage.
They were both canned and the company had to pay $$$ to the other company.
 
My former daughter-in-law remarried, to a guy who turned out to be a serial child molester, & who will spend the rest of his days in federal lockup.


As far as obituaries go, as long as my name isn't in them, I'm not worried!
 
A guy I went to high school with killed a prostitute, wrapped her body in plastic and hid the it in the basement (he was living at home). His dad noticed a smell and found the body and called the cops. He was arrested, convicted, and sentenced.

An acquaintance from work was one of the first people ever convicted of internet luring. Many of us had golfed with him on several occasions and then one day he wasn't at work. We found out what happened when someone saw his name in the paper reporting on his arrest. He spent 15 months in jail and then was arrested for the same thing again 6 months after he got out.
 
Many of my old friends from Connecticut during the 1960's - 1970's were Mafia. I have no idea what they became after they made millions and moved to Florida to retire.

Dad? Is that you? :greetings10:

My "birthfather" was from the fringes of Mafia (probably name only) but lived in CT before moving to The Villages in FL
 
My first college roommate ended up in Leavenworth. Went from the very top of the military to the very bottom. Now under permanent house arrest after finding jesus and confessing his sins in international court. There are better ways to make the cover of Stars n Stripes.
 
Dude in high school. Great athlete and good looking. Kind of quiet and a loner. Very well to do family. During sophomore year at football practice we were used to the coaches screaming at us. So this guy does something wrong on a drill and the coach yells and the dude yells back and gives a look back that could kill. We're like "whoa, what is wrong with you?"

After high school well into our 20's we read that he's killed a woman by means of a concrete block. He just had this evil in him that could not be explained.
 
Crime sometime can be like quicksand well hidden by leaves ...
He was my boss at a small firm, in fact I was his replacement when he moved up to CFO. He was a very bright guy and always treated me well. I moved on to a new job and time passed. I was reading the Wall Street journal and Bam i see he was convicted of insider trading. He was just a guy that was told some second or third hand info and acted on it.

I was surprised too see how far the feds dug. Someone shared what they knew about a merger and that person shared it too. They prosecuted them all.
 
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Had the same sort of thing happen with a friend. Threw me for a loop for days. Could hardly function for thinking about the situation...
 
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Fellow I knew in high school is in the state penitentiary for murder. He killed his fiance apparently while in some drug induced delirium. He pleaded insanity but without success. I was shocked when I heard the story, he was a nice enough guy when I knew him. What I took away from that was that if a person is a substance abuser, all bets are off.
 
Wonderful family in our small town had two children. One was a classmate of youngest DD. The other one just got sentenced to life without the possibly of parole. He's probably around 35 and this is his second and I guess last stint in prison. Knifed and killed a guy that peed him off and drug his body into a cornfield. The guy did plead guilty, said "he had it coming because he made me mad, and everyone knows I'm a natural born killer." Been to many events with this family and I cannot even imagine what his parents are going through. But our county is a better place with him behind bars.
 
Ended up working with a guy from my high school at megacorp many years after graduation. He had a great technical job and you could always go to him to get an answer to a question in his area of expertise. His hobby was photography and he worked with the local paper and had many photos of community events published. He offered to do a fashion shoot for a local teenager at his house. There were a number of change of outfits but the girl's mother (whose husband was the mayor) noticed a (not so well) hidden camera - oh oh. Not only did he have to deal with criminal prosecution but he was fired immediately by megacorp and lost many of his retirement benefits. You wonder what in the world he was thinking.
 
I went to a Roman Catholic grade school from first through 5th grade, when we moved out of state. The attached parish had 3 priests, who visited the classrooms occasionally to talk with us and tell a few (clean) jokes. The pastor was a wonderful older guy- had been there when my mother attended that school. One assistant pastor was rumored to have a drinking problem. The other assistant, a chubby younger red-haired priest, was pleasant and we looked forward to his visits. He once told an anecdote about stewardship in one of his sermons that was so eloquent that nearly 50 years later I used it in a talk on stewardship at my church (and gave him credit for it).

Fast forward to last year: the Diocese reported that there had been "credible" accusations of child abuse by several priests in the Diocese, including the two Assistants, both of whom are still alive. I forwarded it to my Dad, who was even more stunned to find another name he recognized: a former grade-school classmate who had gone into the priesthood.

Really sad for everyone involved. I like to think that the pastor (whose name was NOT on the list) was one of the good guys who played by the rules.
 
My name is Grasshopper, I am a jailbird. 1969 arrested for carrying a blanket on the boardwalk Wildwood NJ. I was let out of jail because I had my Boy Scout ID in my wallet. 1971 arrested with 12000 friends in the May Day Close Washington End the Vietnam War party. Case dismissed for "want of prosecution".

One of my best friends in HS spent years in Federal pen for fire bombing our draft board office.
 
My name is Grasshopper, I am a jailbird. 1969 arrested for carrying a blanket on the boardwalk Wildwood NJ. I was let out of jail because I had my Boy Scout ID in my wallet. 1971 arrested with 12000 friends in the May Day Close Washington End the Vietnam War party. Case dismissed for "want of prosecution".

One of my best friends in HS spent years in Federal pen for fire bombing our draft board office.

ER rebel:cool:
 
I grew up in a poor area. Good parents, but many petty criminals around. I knew several that killed others in bar fights, a paraplegic from a knife fight, many drug dealers. A guy in grade school that was a serial killer by the time he was 21, eventually executed. A guy in HS that killed a friend while they were both stoned so he could experience what it felt like to kill somebody. I got married young and moved on, went to college and had a good career, great family and serving Christ. I am sure if I tried to track down some of the characters I knew then that they would either be dead or in prison.
 
I'm not going to admit to anything. :whistle:


Cheers!
 
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