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There Are 42
Days....
between Wild Bill's first arrest in
Marietta, Ohio on a sex-crime charge (12-26) to the murder
of Washington County Deputy Ray Clark (2-07)
There Are 42
Days....
from the murder of Ray Clark {and Judith
Petty} (2-7) to the murder of Stacey Beth Colbert (3-21
)
There Are 42
Days....
from the death of Sammy Lyons (12-28) to the murder
of Deputy Ray Clark (2-07)
 {Note: Sammy's brother is
also a deputy}.
There Are 42 Days ....
from Wild Bill's first sex-crime-related
arrest (12-26) to the murder of hooker Roda Snyder (2-05)
There Are 42
Days....
from the fire at Kimberly T.'s home (12-14) to the fire at
P. Clark's home (1-24)
{Note: Kimberly T's 2 yr.
old son died in the fire}.
There are 42
Days....
from the fire at P. Clark's home (1-24) to murder and
fire at Kimberly Fulton's home (3-05)
{Note: This Kimberly's 2 yr.
old son also perished in the fire}
There are 42 Days
from the disappearance {and murder} of
Leah Hickman ( 12-14 ) to the
disappearance of Teresa Butler (1-24)
{Note: 12-14 is my niece's
birthday and 1-24 is Wild Bill's sister's birthday.}
There Are 42
Days....
between my birthday (1-21
)
and the murders of Kimberly Fulton and her son Daniel (3-5 )
{**when February has 28 days}
There Are 42
Days....
from Charlotte Russell's death (1-31) to the fire at
the home of Emmette Brown (3-13
)
{Feb= 28 days}
There Are 42
Days....
from the fire at Emmette
Brown's home (3-13) to the
disappearance of Patsy Sparks (4-23)
There Are 42
Days....
from Wild Bill's second sex offense (4-14) to the murder
of Sheree Petry
(5-25)
There Are 42
Days....
from the disappearance of Patsy Dawn
Sparks (4-23) to the murder of Emily Christine Ullman
(6-04)
{Note: 6-04 is my wedding
anniversary}
There Are 42
Days....
from the disappearance of Brandy Renee
Hanna (5-20) to the disappearance of Kimberly Krimm (6-30)
There Are 42
Days....
from Sheree Petry's murder (5-25) to Terri
Roach's murder (7-05)
There Are 42
Days....
from my old wedding anniversary {when I
was married to G. "Gordon"} (
5-15)
to the murder of Carol "Gordon" (6-25)
{Note: Gordon was my
daughter's maiden name}
There Are 42
Days....
from Carol Gordon' murder (6-25) to Anna Marie
Brown's murder (8-06)
There Are 42
Days....
from the date that Wild Bill was released
from jail on his second sex offense (6-25) to the murder
of Maybelle Clark (8-06)
There Are 42
Days....
from Ashley Nicole Summers (7-9) to the murder
of Kathryn Menendez (8-21-94) ** (8-21)
There Are 42
Days....
from Ronda Manley's murder (8-24) to the fire at
Mrs. Martin's home on Park Avenue in Parkersburg (10-4)
{Note: Martin was my maiden
name}
There Are 42
Days....
from Jenifer Servo's murder (9-16) to Amy Renee Mihaljevic's murder (10-27)
There Are 42
Days....
between Crystal Gail Hall (3-1) and the
disappearance of Holly Bobo (4-13)
There Are 42
Days....
from the disappearance of Holly Bobo (4-13) and the murder
of Sheree Petry
(5-25)
There Are 42
Days....
from Janet Miller's murder (11-28) to the fire at
Bob and Betty Allen's home (1-8)
There Are 42
Days....
from Sarah Rae Boehm's murder (7-14
) to
the murder of Ronda Ellen Manley (8-25)
There Are 42
Days....
from Shaylene
Marie Farrell's murder (7-14 ) to the murder
of Jenifer Lea McCrady (9-19)
There are 42 Days
from the disappearance of Brandi Wells ( 8-3
) to
the disappearance of Marie Blough
(9-13 )
There are 42 Days
from the abduction/disappearance of Amy
Renee Mihaljevic (
10-27 ) to the abduction/murder of Barbara Barnes (12-7
)
There are 42 Days
from the murder of Judith Petty (2-7 ) to the murder
of Ruth Robinson ( 3-19 )
There are 42 Days
from the disappearance of Crissy Lee Goodenough
( 4-23 ) to the murder of Emily Christine Ullman
(6-4)
There are 42 Days
from Wild Bill's
son's birthday {October 9} to the murder of Jaleayah Davis {November
19 (2011)}:
There Are 42
Days....
between the printing of
my stories Sey Von Sharee and Yellow Jackets Galore back
in 1991. Of course, this was a true "coincidence"
... or at least it appears to me to be one, since I had no
control over the dates in which the stories would appear in
the news paper.
However, if I'm right about the "42
Day Drama," the "acting out" of those
stories via the murders of Sheree
Petry and Jenifer McCrady was no coincidence or
accidental event.
Instead, it was calculated, premeditated
and deliberate.
So ... assuming Jackie McCrady did in fact murder his wife,
and Dennis Rydbom did in fact
murder Sheree Petry,
and assuming that each of the victims named above did in
fact have a different killer .... as most want to believe... I have
uncovered yet another extremely unusual pattern within
unconnected cases. Is this possible? Sure. I could scout
the internet or local news papers
and pick victims at random who were murdered 42 days from
the last date I pulled out of a hat. Anybody could do that
and there would be nothing unusual about it, with the
exception of the person doing such a thing. I'd think they
had an "unusual problem," if anybody asked me!
Now I know "coincidence" does
occur, and I'm aware that "circumstantial
evidence" is not "concrete." But, even the
concrete doesn't do any good in this nation anymore!
And this seems like a good place to quote
two things that I have ran across in my research efforts in
the past few months ...
1. From a former federal prosecutor ...."Circumstantial
evidence is some of the best evidence you can have because
circumstances don't lie."
2. "Three coincidences equals one conspiracy."
The Above Cases:
Over the years I've received an
occasional email from someone who accuses me of trying to
put myself into the center of 'this picture,' by connecting
all these poor unfortunate victims to me.
This has never been true. In the
beginning, back there in the early 1990's, all I had to go
on was the fact that one victim looked like my daughter,
another like my sister. One had my sister's first name and
another had her last name; another was murdered on one of
my family member's birthdays, and so forth. This was not my
imagination. I know what my family members look like and I
know their names and birth dates.
And as I tried to tell people -- whoever
killed these people had to know my family members and their
birth dates too.
Back in those days the murders were
mostly local - either here in Washington County, or
neighboring Athens or Wood Counties - all within ten
minutes of my home, and all well within the playground of
my number one suspect.
Still, people who are not from this area, didn't seem to understand what I
was saying. For many years this concerned me. I did the
best job I could do and I tried so hard to show them that
it was not my imagination; it wasn't all coincidence - it
just couldn't all be coincidence.
But, as the years have slowly passed, and
as my suspect has widened his field of travel both in his
work and in his leisure, I have seen the cases take on a
new shape - a new pattern. It has taken all these years
though to be able to look back and see that pattern, and I
guess I can understand why most people have not been able
to see it.
It is something that you must have a
passion for. It can't be just a job. And it has never been
a job for me, as there has never been one red cent made
from this project. It has cost me hundreds, if not
thousands of dollars, and only God knows the number of
sleepless nights that I've spent at the computer working
while the rest of the world got their rest.
I'm not complaining mind you, for no one
ever asked me to do this job, much less assigned it to me.
The Lord presented it to me, and I chose it myself; not so
much for myself, but for those who could no longer ask for
my help; could no longer speak for themselves,
and as a warning for the future victims.
There again, had I not devoted the amount
of time to the project that I have devoted, I don't think I
would have ever been able to see the pattern, and to follow
the trail. Although, I still believe that the trail is
being laid so that I can see and follow it, which only
serves to convince me that the killer knows me and knows
the dates that I'm aware of even in his own life. That
really narrows the field of suspects, in my opinion.
So you see, for those who think I get on
my computer and roam around looking for names, dates, times
and places connected to me --- you are wrong.
And I freely admit that I have made a few
mistakes over the years. Every once in a while, there
really is a coincidence .... someone with the right name or the right
address, birthday or disappearance day. When this happens I
am only too happy to admit it, and actually glad that it
turned out that way.
But you see, eventually you have to be
able to tie the strings.
Oh sure, anyone can talk the talk, but
the real question is, can you walk the walk?
Can you show a repeat pattern, year after
year, case after case .... can you follow the strings once the
trail has been laid? Can you see where the strings have
been and where they lead in the future? Can the strings
{cases} be tied together in a nice neat bow? In other
words, has your research led to an answer? And what was
'your' question to begin with?
My question has remained the same from
day one --- who is killing our people?
My answer is yes, I have followed the
trail of a killer to the pits of hell and back, and
finally, when I look at the tied strings, I realize they
form two bows ---- that look like the letters B and B.
And all I can say is ...."those aren't my initials!"
Research:
Meaning of
Numbers in the Bible
Number Forty-Two
(42)
The number forty-two is a number
connected with Antichrist. An important part of his career
is to last for 42 months (Revelation 11:2, 13:5), and thus
this number is fixed upon him. Another number of Antichrist
is 1260, and this is 30 x 42.
Its factors are six and seven (6x7=42),
and this shows a connection between man and the Spirit of
God, and between Christ and Antichrist:
ATTENTION:
I did
{NOT} write the following song:
42 Days Lyrics //
By Colorful Quiet
Catch me when you can, I'm the man you
want to talk to
42 more days for I'm dead.
If life were a bit more giving there'd be
people who'd miss us when we're gone
No one listens to a word we say
What I heard when my head was buried in
the sand
Could shine a light on who
I really am.
and I'd hate to pass it up
I'm just lucky I could find it
still I'd like to rewind it just one more
time
And if you said it's all for nothing, I
would call it good for something
Just to keep you from mumbling the wrong
words
Cause what I heard when my head was
buried in the sand
could shine a light on
who I really am.
Can I trouble you for a light Gotta win this fight.
If it's wrong, or if it's right
I could use your help tonight.
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