Jackie D. McCrady was convicted of murdering his wife in August of 1997. He maintained his innocence throughout the trial.

The sleeping bag she was found in was never traced to Jackie McCrady or anyone else, although there was never any effort to trace it to anyone other than Jackie McCrady.

Nearly five after McCrady's conviction, I finally traced the sleeping bag {or one just like it} to someone else, but no one cared.

They said the bag was an old one, purchased sometime in the mid 80's at a Montgomery Wards store.

I suppose Jenifer's killer could have purchased the bag at a yard sale or second hand store years later. However, even with this theory, there was no information or evidence that the purchaser had been Jackie McCrady. The only reference to "yard sales" came during the trial when P.J. testified that the McCrady's had contributed 3 truck loads of household and clothing items to a yard sale that she'd had the summer before Jenifer was murdered.

The blanket Jenifer was wrapped in appeared to be the same one that was pictured on her bed five years prior to her murder. No one - not even the defense tried to show how long it had been since that comforter had actually been used by the McCrady's.

And, as I wrap up the Pure Coincidence Book Series, I am finally able to admit that I have done all I can do. I didn't do any of it for Jackie McCrady or anyone except myself. I've done the work for me .... for my own peace of mind .... my own satisfaction.

The Barrett family has recently won a 30.9 million dollar "wrongful death" lawsuit against Jackie McCrady.

Their daughter was ripped away from them and her two children. I can understand their grief and pain, as I have experienced something similar in my own life....(see The Winner.)

It is not the settlement that concerns me. If Jackie McCrady is actually guilty, then he should pay as much as he can.

But for the life of me, I cannot understand why spiritual messages just keep coming about this case. If all is as it should be, why does it keep slapping me in the face? And what am I supposed to do about it?

I have devoted half my life to bringing forth those things which are revealed to me and showing the world how they fit into cases. It has done absolutely no good what so ever. It is considered "coincidence," and therefore, I too have no choice but concede that it surely must be...

But then, I am ever so subtly reminded of the meaning of coincidence, .... "A miracle in which the author, God, wishes to remain anonymous."

And I am reminded of why I chose the title "Pure Coincidence" for my book series. It means ..."unblemished miracles,".... and I have tried so very hard to make certain the facts, and only the facts have been told. I cannot explain much of it, but I continue to hold out the hope that the day will come when it all comes together, and I won't have to explain anything to anyone, because everyone will see for themselves.

Meanwhile

I think of Betty and her husband, and recall how I met the two of them. He was a railroader and worked with my father and my brother Mike. It was Mike who introduced us. He just thought we'd all like each other, and we did.

Tonight is the sixteenth anniversary of Mike's death. I am amazed at how much has changed .... and yet, how little has changed.

I continue to love my country above all others, continue to work for fairness, equality, truth and justice, just like I did when Mike was here. It's never been quite the same without him, and I'm sure it never will be again. And yet, every once in a while, in some mysterious way, I am reminded that those in the spirit realm see and know things that we here on earth can only wonder about. And every once in a great while, a message is sent from those individuals to those among us who will listen.

Why? I'm not sure of the answer to that yet. Perhaps I never will be.

Have I figured Betty's comments out correctly? Well, I don't know that answer for certain yet either, but something tells me I have. I guess only time will tell.

All I can do at this time is write the story up and put it here on this web site in hopes that someone .....somewhere....will come along and see it, and be decent enough and open minded enough to take a closer look at some of the things that are going on all across our nation. Never in history have we been in such great need of men of character and integrity, honesty and fairness.

Bonnie M. Wells

11-24-2002

The twenty-first anniversary of Mike's death approaches as I prepare to post this page tonight. So many things have changed .... but, I'm afraid most have not been for the best of our nation or our people. Maybe tomorrow things will get better .... / BMW 11-19-07 /