This is part 3 of a diversion from this art blog. The topic is killers coinciding with my life. Also see Parts 1 and 2.
After Bethesda Maryland where I had encountered Hadden Clark, I moved to San Francisco. My first job was downtown, the kind of corporate job I dreaded and loathed, and while I was there, wishing that the staff would drop dead, the mass 101 California shooting occurred at the Transamerica Pyramid building.
101 California shooting
At the time I was disappointed that the postal employee hadn’t chosen our office building. Somehow I figured I would survive by hiding under the reception desk while the killer would go to work on the people who really should be gunned down. Following this job, I worked in a bookstore where I met another stalking boyfriend. He bought and sold estates from lawyers and at one point took me to visit an apartment where he was appraising the possessions. The police had just processed this place as a crime scene. The owner had been brutally slain in his apartment during a planned robbery. There was blood on the carpeting up the stairs and a broken safe. You had a very eerie feeling in this place, as though the broken Buddha statue in the hall was watching you.
This was also unfortunately the time when co-ed Kristen Modafferi disappeared from San Francisco, a presumed victim of Robert Durst.
Kristen Modafferi
Echoes. When I read Anne Rules book The Stranger Beside Me, I was chilled. I used to do night line at a rape crisis center, it was creepy. Sadly, there be dragons.
Yes, isn’t it wickedly true! BTW, I actually uploaded onto Dropbox the out of print book by Ted Bundy’s girlfriend if you ever want to read it. It’s fascinating (way too expensive and hard to find in a library)
Omg really? What’s yr DB addy? I’d love to! Ever heard of Ira Einhorn the Unicorn Killer, that one really haunted me
I’ll send it on gmail. no, never heard of that killer.