09 July 2006

Weekend update

Note: names have been changed to protect the rightfully nervous

I got a phone message Saturday.

"Hey, Suebob, it's Ken. Wow, a lot has happened since I saw you in March. Call me. I have a new number because we had a murderous psychopath living next door so we had to move out of state."

Huh? THAT's not the type of message you get every day. I called him right away and we ended up talking for over an hour.

Here's the story: Ken, his wife Leila and their 2 young (under 5) children lived in a rural area where they could have chickens and ducks and goats and fruit trees. Living the good life, back-to-the-land style.

They had a neighbor, Dan, who seemed a little odd, but he and Ken worked on a few projects around the place together. Dan admitted to Ken that he had had some mental health issues, but they were controlled by medication and he was seeing a doctor.

As time went by, Dan began to talk paranoid crazy talk, saying that someone in town was out to get him. In fact, she was trying to poison him.

Ken asked Dan if he was still taking his meds and seeing the doctor. Dan said yes.

The weeks passed and Dan got more and more paranoid, saying that other neighbors were ganging up and trying to poison him, and that he thought that maybe he should kill them before they killed him.

What? Huh? Ken began to realize that this was a serious situation. He called mental health to see if there was anything he could do to prevent Dan from going on a killing spree. They brought Dan into a hospital for three days, then released him. When he got out, he was even worse and now he had transferred his paranoid thoughts onto Ken and Leila, saying that they were trying to poison him and control his mind.

Ken got in touch with the police. He found out something about Dan that made his blood turn to ice. About 15 years before, Dan had taken his wife and kids out onto a country road and murdered his wife in front of the children. He had thought she was trying to poison him.

He spent more than 10 years in a state mental health facility, then was released. No probation, no parole, no supervision. Just released.

Ken hired a lawyer and got a restraining order against Dan. He said the courtroom scene was surreal, with Dan saying "But I don't have anyone! I'm a widower!" Let us remember that he was a widower because he had shot his wife to death.

Ken also contacted mental health again. They suggested that he get a firearm to protect his family. THAT was the advice they gave him - basically kill him before he kills you.

Ken tracked down the police detective who had arrested Dan when he killed his wife. The detective wanted to help and asked if Ken had any evidence that Dan was engaged in illegal activities. Ken knew Dan sold drugs and told the officer that.

The police raided Dan's house. They found a bunch of meth - including some lined out on a mirror - and a whole bunch of pot. Apparently Dan was not only off his meds, he was high on meth and it was playing into his paranoia.

The police took him into custody. At the bail hearing, Dan's court-appointed attorney argued that he be released on his own recognizance. Ken went to court and gave the judge a long letter stating all that had happened and the judge, bless him, set the bail very high so Dan could not get out before his trial.

When Ken got home, he looked at Leila and she looked at him. Dan was in jail, but they knew someday he would get out and he thought that the two of them were his worst enemies. They had 2 little kids sleeping in the next room. They searched around, found jobs in another state, and packed up their stuff. Far from their friends, far from their families, but safer.

While they were in the moving process, Dan's brother came to clean out his house because he had been evicted. He told Ken that Dan had mentioned Ken to him, and that Dan said he sometimes sat in his chair with a gun and stared at Ken as Ken moved around inside his home. The brother showed Ken the gun that Dan had in his house.

"I realized," Ken said, "That I was probably almost dead."

So that's the story. That's our system, I guess. Something inside me thinks that once you shoot your wife, you should be locked up forever, no matter how little you can understand your crime because you are mentally ill. There has to be a better way to keep people safe - both safe from being hurt and safe from hurting others.


In other, more trivial news - it is day 9 of fourth of July here, since it started about the first. The dog, she is not eating, drinking, or going outside. I am ready to go scream at some stupid ass neighbors, thus cementing my status as a beloved member of our little community.

And I know my birthday was the other day, but I am getting younger. I can prove it by the red, pencil-eraser sized zit underneath my left nostril. I haven't looked this good since high school!


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lildb said...

oh, dear GOD. Oh, Suebob. how very horrible for your friend and his family.

my brother is (we believe) schizophrenic, and needless to say, my love for the mental health system, such as it is, is not strong.


Eden said...

It made my blood run cold too.

So basically Dan's "rights" are more important that Ken & his family's. Thank god that law enforcement did their best to keep Dan secure, at least until the family could get away.


gandhi rules said...

First, forgive me for forgetting your B-day. Is it any better knowing I said happy b-day a month ago?

Through deduction I realize who you're talking about in this hellish story. I'm am very sorry that they had to move from their lovely country side. I can't believe this happened to them. This is Lifetime Television. I was terrified just reading this. And yes, he was almost dead.
Please tell him I'm so very sorry this happened and that I hope where they landed will bring them new adventures and joy.

Anonymous said...

Wow. Wow. That is just crazy.

That is a Dateline NBC special waiting to happen.
Call Stone Phillips!

madge said...


I don't know if I'd ever get a good night's sleep again after living next to that psycho. I'm glad your friends have high-tailed it far, far away.

I'm never shocked by the backwards, protect-the-guilty tendencies of our legal system.

super des said...

That is insane, quite literally.

Question: if he hadn't been "participating in known illegal activities" (i.e. selling/using drugs) would the this story have had a more tragic outcome? would the cops have intervened on time?

MrsFortune said...

Holy crap, that is one spooky ass story. I'm glad your friend got out of it relatively unscathed, sounds like it could have ended a lot worse.

Um, how did I miss your birthday? Happy freaking birthday!

And I'm ready to go all axe murderer on my neighbors, too. It's about day 20 of 4th of July around here. My dog, she is not so happy, no?

Izzy said...

I'm with you. Freakshow nutjobs that kill people should probably stay locked up.

As for the firework obsessed assbites, I feel ya. Around here they typically start weeks before the 4th (and New Years now) and end weeks later. When my poor doggie was still with us, she would shake and shiver uncontrollably. I hate the amateur hour fireworks. HATE. THEM.

Christina said...

OMG, that story could rival fictional horror stories. Your friend should sell the idea to Stephen King.

I'm amazed that our system is so twisted that a man who killed his wife could be released after 10 years, just by saying he's "better now". Eeek.

I hope your friends can find some peace in the new area they moved to.

Chantal said...

Holy shit! I'm stunned. My mouth is gaping open.

Thank God they're safe!

Lisa said...

Oh wow! That is a chilling story. I'm so glad that everyone in your friend's family is ok.

Waya said...

OMG! I had goosebumps reading the part about Dan sitting with his gun watching Ken walking about his house. Oh man, so sorry to hear that your friend has to go through this. Yeah, our great justice system at work alright!

cameo said...

*good for your friend - but a scary situation non-the-less.

*i hate fireworks too

*i have about 6 zits between my nose and my chin. and a doozy above my right ear. WTF?

Mrs. Chicky said...

That was one scary story. I feel horrible for your friends. I can't imagine having to leave the state because there's a looney murderer living next door. Hopefully they'll be able to move back one day.

Thanks for the love over at Linkateria!

Average Jane said...

What a nightmare! It's terrible that your friends had to actually move away to make sure they were safe. I'm so glad they did, though.

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