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A Terrycloth Blanket

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Bonnie M. Wells

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Night Owls

Cat


Sindee and I were both "night owls" who seldom went to bed before it was breaking daylight.

Many of our nights were spent talking to each other on the telephone, discussing murder cases. It was an unusual hobby for two housewives, but at least no one could call us "bored housewives," although some might say we were "boring" because our thoughts were never more than a split second from the subject of murder.

Another favorite topic of conversation was dreams and how they fit into some of the cases we'd taken an interest in.

Sindee and I had worked together so much on the dreams and cases that either one of us could switch cases in mid sentence and the other knew precisely which case had been brought up. We had a lot of notes, but usually we just spoke from memory. We'd been at the same job for so many years that the missing and dead people had become almost like family members to us, even though neither one of us had ever actually known any of them ..... especially those that were located in other states.

The night of July 27th, 2004 was no different than any other. Sindee and I spoke over the phone for awhile, and then we decided to do some housework, do some research, and head for bed.

My housework consisted of doing the dishes, doing some laundry and working on one of my stories on this web site. For a few weeks, I'd been adding updates where they were needed, and changing backgrounds on some of the McCrady pages.

There had been no new developments in the McCrady story for a long while. I didn't actually anticipate any in the near future.

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July 28th, 2004

Cat

Sindee said she finally went to bed around 6 am on the morning of July 28th, 2004. I'd made it to bed a little earlier than that ..... about 4 o'clock.

When I got up I made a phone call to the Columbus, Ohio police concerning a missing girl case that someone had asked me to work. I jotted down the information that the officer gave me ...... gave him what I had and hung up. The case seemed pretty cut and dried to me. I was certain the girl's boyfriend knew where she was and what happened to her, but short of going to Columbus and searching for the girl myself, there was little that I could do on the case.

I phoned Sindee to tell her what I'd learned and what I felt about the case, and that's when she reported the dream that I titled .... "The Terry Cloth Blanket" dream. She'd had the dream between the time she went to bed {roughly 6 am} and the time she got back up ..... about 2 pm {July 28th, 2004.}

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Many Arrows Comes Again

Cat

The first time the Native American appeared in a dream to Sindee was several years ago. He'd proven to be a "man of few words." On his first visit, he brought Sindee to my house, pointed at the house and said .... "Cherry red, midnight blue; Navajo no." It was a puzzling message for awhile, but then I recalled my Time Life Books and remembered seeing a Navajo Warrior named Many Arrows. I showed the picture to Sindee and she said that was the man who had come to her in the dream. From that time forward we called him Many Arrows, even though a conversation with the daughter of a Navajo chief had convinced me that Many Arrows was not a Navajo name. Still, Time Life had him listed as a Navajo.

During Sindee's sleeping hours of July 28th, 2004, Many Arrows came to her again. It was his second visit to her this summer. We were both surprised. {See the Brooke Wilberger story}

This time he was dressed differently than she had ever seen him. He wore a complete "buckskin" outfit. She said he looked striking in the clothing. I just wished I'd lived back when he was here!! When I first saw his picture in the "cherry red" Time Life book I'd used a "midnight blue" ink pen and had written some smart-assed remark about his good looks!

Many Arrows didn't speak in this dream, but stood pointing toward another man who was wearing a state troopers uniform.

In the background the voice of yet another man spoke angrily....

"Those idiots know he didn't kill her. Bill and Mark know better than anyone else that he didn't kill her. They covered it all up with a terrycloth blanket."

The trooper never spoke, but stood staring straight ahead with a faraway look in his eyes.

"He didn't kill her?" Sindee asked of Many Arrows.

Many Arrows looked at Sindee and shook his head "no," before turning his gaze back to the trooper.

The man's voice in the background continued to repeat ..... "he didn't kill her ..... he didn't kill her."

End of Dream

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Looking At Sindee's Dream

Cat

I felt certain the "trooper" in Sindee's dream was Jackie D. McCrady.

I'd been working the "McCrady" case for seven solid years now and had never had a dream about it. Sindee, on the other hand, had had several dreams about the case. We agreed that the trooper in the dream had to be McCrady ..... but, who was speaking in the background? Why was Many Arrows in the dream? Why was Many Arrows dressed all in buckskin? Was there such a thing as a terrycloth blanket? Who were Mark and Bill? I was pretty sure I knew who the "idiots" were, but other than that, I was dancing in the dark, and my dance partner was an illusive Native American ghost that may never have been who we thought he was to begin with!!!

Sindee wrote the dream down in its entirety. I jotted down a few highlight notes and we moved on to other dreams and other cases ... for awhile.

I'd been working dreams long enough to know that if they are prophetic {reveals something which is going to happen} or if they are revelationary {reveals details about something that has already happened} when the time is right they will resurface and I will pick up where I left off. I've seen dreams lay dormant for as much as five years before panning out or being fulfilled. Over the years I'd eventually learned that things didn't happen as quickly as I sometimes wanted them to. Being an Aquarian, I wanted things done yesterday!

When Sindee's dream resurfaced it hit me like a ton of bricks!

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Identifying The Voice

Cat

September 8th, 2004 was Jackie McCrady's 39th birthday, and it was the day I learned that his father, Jack McCrady had passed away with the cancer he'd been battling even at the time his son was on trial for murder.

And, when I learned that Jack had passed away on July 28th, 2004 at 9:45 am, I finally understood Sindee's dream.

Sindee's birth sign is Cancer. That's why the dream was sent to her instead of me.

In all probability she had the dream as Jack McCrady entered the new world of spirit beings. It was his way of telling me and her that he was in another place now, one in which "they" could not prevent him from discovering the truth. And I had the strangest feeling that he intended to bring each and every scrap of truth to me, one way or another. If he didn't send it directly, then he'd send it through Sindee or someone else, but he'd get it to me somehow.

Many Arrows came because we need to get back to the basics ..... go back and look at someone who's been dead for awhile, but who for one reason or another remains on many people's minds. That person is Jenifer McCrady. Recent tv programs have renewed the case in the minds of many people, and have provided more details that were never before made available ..... even in the court room, under oath!

The voice in the background was Jack McCrady. He was saying the same thing he'd said the last eight years he lived.

"But why was Many Arrows dressed in buckskin?" Sindee questioned.

Because it was symbolic of "who" didn't kill the woman in question," I replied. "Buck skin ..... deer .... think about it." I'd been told by Gloria {in Texas} that Jackie's middle name was Dearman. In Native American language that could easily have been his name .... Deer man ..... man who dresses in buckskin/deer hide.

The man dressed in a trooper's uniform had to be Jackie McCrady because that is the only "trooper" case Sindee and I have worked.

Now we had, not one, but two dead men telling us that "he didn't kill her," because as you may recall Sindee asked Many Arrows about it and he shook his head "no," meaning "he didn't kill her," just like the voice said. The "her" in question of course, being Jenifer McCrady. It was powerful, but it was spiritual/psychic in nature and not many people "believed" in psychic things in this area ..... unless they came from the mouth of Georgia Rudolph. Then they believed ..... oh yeah, then they believed.

"So, who are Mark and Bill, and how do they know better than anyone else that he didn't kill her?" Sindee continued to question.

Perhaps we need to break that last sentence down and take a real close look at it. Perhaps it's more like a telegram than a sentence. John Winstanley should be familiar with this since I sent him notice many years ago. I called them tellgrams instead of telegrams. He probably just thought I misspelled the word. He thought wrong.

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Going Back To The Basics - The Beginning:

Cat

Bill, Mark, Terry, Coverup, Cloth, Blanket: It all looks different when seen as individual words, doesn't it?

So, where and when was the beginning?

Janet Miller - 1986. That was the beginning. Jackie McCrady was a cop in Parkersburg, West Virginia back then. So was his father Jack.

Shortly after Janet's murder, which was investigated by several cops who later came to Ohio ..... Chris Forshey being one of them ..... Jackie McCrady dated my sister Patricia Fulton.

They dated for awhile before he met and married Jenifer Barrett.

Jackie McCrady joined the Ohio Highway patrol in 1990 and moved into Ohio. That's the year that Terri Roach was murdered here in Ohio, and thus began a nightmare that continues to this day. For awhile ...... several years in fact, I thought the nightmare was my fault. I was wrong. It's my sister's fault, and I'm sick of taking the blame for her so as of tonight, I'm dumping it right where it belongs.

Patty had a stalker back in 1986 {and before} and after several years of digging around and investigating things that no one else gave a damned about, I know who that stalker was {and is to this day.}

Jackie McCrady became a "marked man" and since he had prevented this stalker from getting Patty, as he wanted, then Jackie McCrady had to pay for his mistake. Poor guy didn't even know he'd made a mistake. We'll he'd find out later ..... right after I figured it all out. Only problem was, he'd be sitting in prison by the time I got the job done. Of course when one considered the fate of the other couple of guys who got between Patty and her stalker, I guess Jackie McCrady is the lucky one! {See The Lion Roars & The Wildcat Takes His Mate:}

Terri Roach was rumored to have been dating an older man, twice her age, who was married and had salt and pepper hair and a full beard. I didn't know this in 1990 when she was murdered, and wouldn't find it out until several years later. However, when I did learn of it, I didn't waste any time tracing down some details that should have been red flags to every cop in a hundred mile radius. The man I call Wild Bill was precisely twice Terri's age in 1990, was married, had salt and pepper hair and a full beard ...... and showed up at work with scratches all over him right after she was killed!!! Like I said, it should have been a red flag ..... and might have been if it had not been "covered up" by Wild Bill's wearing "cover-all's" in the summertime, and the ignorance of those who worked with him.

Terri was reportedly last seen getting into a vehicle with some guy she called "Mark." No one has ever been able to locate this Mark guy, even though a dozen cops and I have investigated and talked to hundreds of people in the years since her murder. However, I think I got it figured out. Wild Bill looked so much like a guy he worked with by the name of Mark that he fooled people who knew him pretty well.

"Covered it all up with Terri." That was the message ... or at least part of it.

That left "cloth and blanket" ..... how ironic that Jenifer McCrady was found wrapped in a blanket and zipped up inside a cloth sleeping bag ...... a sleeping bag that a person has identified to me as being purchased by Wild Bill back in the early to mid 1980's!!! Who cares? Apparently no one. They are all obsessed with making Georgia Rudolph's story turn out to be "psychic," and can't be bothered by details to the contrary. That's okay Sindee and I will continue working with a couple of dead men until we get every scrap of information and one of these days the tide is going to turn and it's all going to roll my way. Doubt my word? Watch and see.

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Long Ago - I Said

Cat

Before Jenifer McCrady was murdered ...... before anyone knew who the "next victim" would be ...... long before Georgia Rudolph and Mary Dye ever entered the picture .... long before the Barrett's hired private investigator Darlene Crowl to investigate their daughter's disappearance, I wrote many things to John Winstanley. He was a detective with the Washington County Sheriff's department back then, and I was under the impression that I was voluntarily working "with" him {not for him} on some of the unsolved cases. I also believed that I was supplying psychic information to Winstanley and the department in an effort to get ahead of a killer.

All I know for sure is this ...... I told John Winstanley "before" Jenifer McCrady ever disappeared ..... months, weeks and days before she disappeared ..... that the next murder would be a Belpre woman, a woman connected to a cop {wife, mother, sister, etc.} and that case details would bring back memories of Jill Bohl, Janet Miller and Marie Blough, and I warned of an "anniversary" strike.

There were "many arrows" directing their steps, but I guess no one could see them.

Jenifer McCrady had the same initials as Janet Miller. Janet was murdered in 1986 while Jenifer was murdered on the tenth "year" anniversary in 1996. Janet was dumped in an old drive-in theater after she was killed. Jenifer lived directly behind the old Belpre drive-in theater. Janet was rumored to have dated a cop. Jenifer was married to a cop.

Jenifer McCrady had the same maiden initials that Jill Bohl had ... JB / Jenifer Barrett and Jill Bohl: Jenifer was shot with a .357 Magnum as was Jill Bohl.

Before Jenifer was killed, I'd also warned Winstanley that the Marie Blough case would also be emphasized within the next murder case. And so she was.

Marie was dumped at Civitan Park in Belpre after she was murdered. Jenifer's vehicle was left within a few feet of the very spot that Marie's body had been left in, and Jenifer's murder marked both the month and year anniversary of Marie's murder.... September, 1986 .... September, 1996.

My warnings had done no good. They were seen as craziness, because I was told seven months before Jenifer's murder that my work was seen as foolishness that bordered on insanity. I know who made the comments. I knew at the time who made them, and yet, in hopes of helping someone {the next victim and her family} I swallowed my pride, did my ranting and raving to my friends, cried in the shower, and kept on writing.

Today .... a million years later .... I stand by my word ..... predictions and all because I wasn't wrong. I wasn't wrong then, and I'm not wrong now. I do not believe that Jackie McCrady murdered his wife. I think a terrible mistake and injustice has been done, and someone needs to correct it.

Update:

The person who told me that law enforcement saw my work as foolishness that bordered on insanity, is now deceased. However, the police officer who made the comments to that person is still alive and well -- although, come to think of it, he's no longer a cop.

And the Lord continues to work in Mysterious ways -- and so do I!

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Posted:10-14-04 "In memory of all that might have been."

Background changed; page updated & re-posted: October 2008 // BMW

7/15/11 - I removed a small portion of this page which referred to the word Wilmar: It seems to have become an obsession with some idiot that continues to write to me in partial sentences and says nothing of any intelligence. The information remains in my books and in my files, and really doesn't concern the general public anyhow so it has been removed so that Alice in Wonderland can go back to her life and stop worrying about me and my paper back writing. PS. You have been blocked from my email, so find someone else to bore with your stupid comments: // Bonnie M. Wells