Posts tagged ‘ted bundy’

December 17, 2016

Ted Bundy trial footage

Miaмi, Floгida on July 5, 1979

December 25, 2013

The women in Teds life: Ted Bundys daughter

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Allegedly, Ted’s “Wife” (I hate her) got herself pregnant while Ted was on death row. It’s been said that sex would have been impossible during these death row visits as families were only permitted contact in a visiting area with guards standing around keeping watch. It’s also been said that the guards were sometimes bribed so that inmates could take their wives into the bathroom for sexual contact. It really doesn’t matter at this point because whatever the case may have been, Ted Bundy believed that this child was his and even if she wasn’t his biologically, he was her father.

She was born in October 1982 and has been referred to in print as “Rosa” and “Tina”. When Ted’s sorry excuse for a wife abandoned him and took his child to relocate, she changed their last name. The only people who know Ted’s daughter and her whereabouts are not talking. I’m as curious as the next guy to know what she looks like. Maybe one day I will hire a private investigator. Until then, here are some composites based on photos available. Obviously I did not allow her mothers appearance to influence my composites. Contrary to what other people see, I only see Ted in that child’s face.

December 12, 2013

Ted Bundy collage, “Mugshots”

1975, 1975, 1977, 1978. 1979, 1980

MUGSHOTS AND LINE UPS OF TED BUNDY

December 9, 2013

“..he was a human being..”

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Ted had laid his head down on his hands, but his handcuffs cut him and he was unable to concentrate. I cupped his head in my hands. I had never been this way with Ted before, touching him, comforting him. But today was different. Today was very, very different. Today I was a human being and he was a human being and in some way we were the last two people on Earth — on his Earth, at least; in his lifetime, at least.

Finally, Ted spoke..

“I can only say that…as a young adult engaged in this kind of behavior, what I lacked and didn’t understand and express was love.”

Nelson, Polly. Defending the Devil: My Story as Ted Bundy’s Last Lawyer. 1st ed. New York: W. Morrow, 1994. Print.

November 3, 2013

The Phantom Prince [ the aborted child ]

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“Both of us knew it would be impossible to have a baby now. He was going to start law school in the fall, and I needed to be able to work to put him through. I was distraught. I knew I was going to terminate the pregnancy as soon as I could. Ted, on the other hand, was pleased with himself. He had fathered a baby. I didn’t want to hear about it. I didn’t want to think about what I was going to do. I wanted to sleep most of the time, while Ted did most of the cooking and looked after Tina.

As soon as a doctor confirmed what we already knew, I made an appointment for an abortion, which had just been legalized in Washington State. It was awful. Ted took me home and put me to bed. He lay down beside me and talked about the day when I wouldn’t have to work and we would have lots of kids. He fixed me food which I couldn’t eat and did all he could to comfort me. Within a few days I was feeling better and determined never to think of it again.

When the University of Utah Law School sent Ted an acceptance letter, he was ecstatic. Feeling sure that this was only the beginning of his acceptances, he wrote and declined the offer. Then five rejections arrived in a row. Now Ted cried and it was my turn to offer comfort. It took him a couple of weeks to get back on his feet, but he decided that a year’s worth of work experience would look good on his record, and he would just have to reapply next year.”

Kendall, Elizabeth. The Phantom Prince: My Life with Ted Bundy. Seattle: Madrona, 1981. Print.

November 2, 2013

1978 Lisa Levy

NAME Lisa Levy
AGE 20
DATE OF ATTACK January 15, 1978
LOCATION OF ATTACK Tallahassee, Florida
DATE BODY WAS FOUND January 15, 1978
BODY AND DEATH As Lisa slept, Ted Bundy climbed on top of her and bashed her skull in with what pathologists believed to be a log. He furiously bit her ass and chewed off one of her nipples. This must have gotten him incredibly hard because then he proceeded to have forced sexual intercourse with her as he strangled her into absolute death. He ended the encounter by shoving a bottle of Aqua Net up her vagina.

May 31, 2013

The Phantom Prince [ the illegitimacy ]

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Not long after we started spending time together, he came over one night and said he had something very important to tell me, something that might change my opinion of him. Shaking with nervousness, he told me that he was illegitimate. His mother gave birth to him in a home for unwed mothers in the East, he said, and they moved to Tacoma to live with relatives when he was very small. Then she married Johnnie Bundy and had four more children. Johnnie Bundy had adopted him, but Ted knew nothing about it until he was a teenager..“She never even had the decency to tell me herself,” he said bitterly.

“It’s not important anymore. What’s important is that you’ve got a lot going for you. I love you because you’re wonderful.”

Ted put his head in his hands and cried.

Kendall, Elizabeth. The Phantom Prince: My Life with Ted Bundy. Seattle: Madrona, 1981. Print.

April 19, 2013

“Mortal blow to my heart”

I’ve been saving this particular quote for a while, waiting for the right time. This is the right time, for me anyway.

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“Somehow I had always imagined Ted having a lot of people in his life, a lot of people who would come to say good-bye to him. Maybe it was all the publicity that made me think that, that gave him an aura of importance. Maybe he was, publicly; but personally he was important to almost no one.”

Nelson, Polly. Defending the Devil: My Story as Ted Bundy’s Last Lawyer. 1st ed. New York: W. Morrow, 1994. Print.

March 10, 2013

Why are women drawn to men behind bars?

SOURCE: http://www.guardian.co.uk/world/2003/jan/13/gender.uk

Why are women drawn to men behind bars?

Denise Mina
The Guardian, Sunday 12 January 2003

Three years ago a German waitress called Dagmar Polzin fell in love with a murderer while waiting at a Hamburg bus stop. She saw his photo on a Benetton anti-death-penalty poster. Bobby Lee Harris, a North Carolina man with an IQ of 75, was on death row for stabbing his boss to death during a robbery on a shrimp boat. Polzin was overwhelmed by the picture,

“It was something in his eyes,” she later said. “There was this remorse, sadness. I was attracted. I knew he was the one.”

Within the year Polzin and Harris were engaged and she had moved to America to live with his family. This story seems a little surprising, but if you see the picture that Dagmar fell in love with it is, frankly, astonishing. He may have many charming accomplishments to recommend him as a husband, but Harris is not a bonny boy.

Polzin’s romance is not an isolated incident: no matter how extreme or appalling the crime with which they are associated, it seems there is always a woman keen to stand by the man. It was recently reported that Ian Huntley, the Soham man charged with the murders of schoolgirls Jessica Chapman and Holly Wells, receives bundles of fan mail from women every week – many containing photographs of themselves.

Prison romances seem in no danger of dying out. But the cliche of the prison bride as wig-wearing trailer-trash is misguided: the women come from all sectors of society. Carlos the Jackal become engaged to his lawyer last year. The famous Glasgow hard man Jimmy Boyle married a psychiatrist he met in prison. The most common form of contact, certainly for many of the 100 or so British women currently engaged or married to American men on death row, is through anti-death-penalty campaign internet sites.

These correspondence schemes provide heart-wrenching photographs of young men alongside explanations for their crimes and pleas for contact. One young Alabama death row inmate ends his request for pen pals with the statement “loneliness is a terrible thing”; another finishes, “a friend is waiting”. All promise to reply to any letters.

In her book, Women Who Love Men Who Kill, Sheila Isenberg examines the phenomenon of prison lovers and finds genuine and universal bewilderment among the women at their situation. Even if they have had a series of romances with prisoners or, like one British woman, been engaged to several death-row inmates – all of whom were executed – they still claim not to have chosen that course for themselves. Karen Richey’s partner, for instance, is on death row in Ohio. Karen says that she wasn’t looking for a love affair when she made contact with Kenny, a 38-year-old Scot: “My war cry is that I only wanted to be a pen pal. Kenny insists this is going to be on my grave stone.”

It takes considerable effort to meet men in secure containment facilities. Many women will write to a number of prisoners before they finally make a sustainable connection. They may even take on voluntary jobs in prison, or go on blind-date visits with men they know only by reputation.

As on the outside, famous people attract a disproportionate amount of attention because of the glamour that surrounds them and ordinary people’s desire for vicarious celebrity. Serial killer Richard Ramirez, the so-called Night Stalker, who murdered and dismembered 13 people in the 1980s, had no trouble finding a bride. Doreen Lioy started writing to Ramirez after falling for his picture in the paper. They were married in 1996 in the prison waiting room.

Both Ramirez and Ted Bundy, a rapist-murderer who was suspected of murdering 35 young women, attracted gangs of admiring groupies who sat patiently through their court cases. Even John Wayne Gacy – not the most eligible man, with a history of drugging, raping and murdering 30 young men in Chicago – ended up marrying a woman he met while awaiting the death penalty.

So what other reasons could there be for so many women being attracted to convicted criminals? Isenberg suggests that vicarious murder may sometimes be a motivating factor. It is easier for the lovers of these men to overlook violence if they have considered it themselves: “Even while she denies his culpability, it is his ability to murder that attracts her. He acted on his rage, however unsuitably. [The woman] could never act on her rage. So [his] murder is [her] murder,” she says.

It is certainly true that many prison brides have a history of violent relationships. Isenberg draws positive conclusions from this, arguing that an imprisoned partner may be a healthy strategy for women who are attracted to violent men, allowing them to engage without putting themselves in physical danger.

Religious fervour is another, more obvious motivator. Evangelical Christian schemes bring women into contact with prisoners and provide a basis for intense emotional interaction.

Jacquelynne Willcox-Bailey’s book Dream Lovers: Women Who Marry Men Behind Bars is a series of interviews conducted with Australian women. The most melancholy story concerns two middle-aged Christian sisters, Avril and Rose, who left long-term “boring” marriages for men in prison. One man had been convicted of a string of minor property offences, the other man had killed his previous wife. His new wife, Rose, said: “I have faith that if you’re genuine with the Lord you’re a new person. A lot of people have said I should be worried about him because of what he did and his background – which is pretty awful and violent – but I have no fear.”

Despite the women’s faith, both relationships ended tragically: a week after his release the thief bludgeoned Avril to death with a hammer. The other husband ended up back in prison after trying to cut Rose’s ear off and pull out her teeth with pliers.

However, it is rare that the most disturbing type of relationship is formed. Hybristophiliacs are sexually excited by violent outrages performed on others. These women often send pornographic pictures of themselves to prisoners. The self-styled “most violent prisoner in Britain”, Charles Bronson, publishes photos he receives on his website.

But not all hybristophiliacs are passive admirers. A playwright named Veronica Lynn Compton began a torrid affair with one of the Hillside Stranglers, a pair of cousins who abducted, raped and mutilated very young women before ritualistically displaying their corpses on hillsides in Los Angeles in the 1970s. As part of an elaborate defence strategy, one of the stranglers, Kenneth Bianchi, asked Compton to kill a woman using his modus operandi.

DNA evidence was not then available – only the blood type could be determined from a fluid sample – so he asked her to sprinkle the dead body with his sperm, and passed her a sample in a rubber glove. Compton tried but bungled the attempt and her prospective victim got away. By the time Compton was imprisoned for the attempted murder, Bianchi had married a different woman. Compton found another sexual serial killer to romance. One year he sent her a photo of a decapitated female corpse as a Valentine card.

But most prison romances are not so extreme. Generally the women are decent, well-meaning and it is easy to see why they find their relationships fulfilling. Their boyfriends spend their days exercising and their evenings writing letters and poems or trying to phone home. They are more compliant and attentive than they would be on the outside because the women send money, pay for their legal representation and afford them the tremendous parole advantage of a permanent address.

Prison relationships retain the intoxicating elements present in every romance. The first endorphin-flush of love always involves a degree of transference; we all see our partners as we hope them to be, imagining that the love object embodies the qualities we crave. Polzin projected remorse into Harris’s puffy eyes. It is only as the initial infatuation ebbs that we begin to realise which of those assumptions were actually true.

Woman with imprisoned partners have limited contact and need never move beyond this courting stage. The intense desire for each other need never translate to the ordinariness of sex and marriage.

But, as clinical psychologist Dr Stuart Fischoff says, the love object is “almost irrelevant at this point. He’s a dream lover, a phantom limb”. Such fantasy projection can be used to wish away any aspect of reality. The excuses the women give for their partner’s alleged crimes operate as in all other relationships. They do what we all sometimes do when faced with negative information about loved ones: they refuse to believe it.

On one website devoted to Richard Ramirez his wife says, “I appeal to all intelligent persons not to believe everything that is being presented about Richard in the media. The facts of his case ultimately will confirm that Richard is a wrongly-convicted man, and I believe fervently that his innocence will be proven to the world.”

One lawyer, who uses her official visits to have sex in the interview room with a man convicted of a violent assault, sums up what many feel about prison romance: “There are lots of sad relationships in prison. A lot of opportunistic, shallow, revolting relationships and a lot of sad, hopeless people clinging to each other.”

This is the most pronounced parallel with more conventional relationships: we can always see the truth about other people’s relationships more clearly than our own.

February 21, 2013

Ted’s admission of guilt

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“Ted, when I was at Vic’s yesterday, I saw a file of statements from people who claimed to have seen Kimberly Leach sometime after she’d disappeared from school.”

Ted said nothing, but grew still. He could see where this was headed.

Ted volunteered nothing. This was the first time I was talking to him as the perpetrator of the crimes, not just as a trial participant, but I still didn’t dare be direct.

“Ted,” I finally asked, after thinking of exactly how to word this, “is there any possibility these reports could have been true?”

Continuing to stare at me, Ted waited another moment more, then shook his head. That was his first direct admission of guilt.

My heart sank with disappointment.

Nelson, Polly. Defending the Devil: My Story as Ted Bundy’s Last Lawyer. 1st ed. New York: W. Morrow, 1994. Print.

February 18, 2013

1978 Kimberly Leach

NAME Kimberly Leach
AGE 12
DATE OF DISAPPEARANCE February 9, 1978
LOCATION OF DISAPPEARANCE Lake City Junior High School; Lake City, Florida
DATE BODY WAS FOUND April 7, 1978
BODY AND DEATH Witnesses saw Ted Bundy leading a visibly upset Kimberly Leach to a white van. Witnesses assumed he was a father taking his pre-teen daughter out of school. She was found on her stomach, naked from the neck down. Her shirt had been pulled up and around her neck. The rest of her clothes were found in a pile not far from the body. While he was raping her from behind, he slit her throat from ear to ear. She died during intercourse. He left her body in an abandoned hog pen near Suwannee River State Park.

WHAT THE COURT FOUND
kimberly leach autopsy

January 24, 2013

Ted Bundy, “Obituary”

I thought he deserved a proper obituary, not some sensationalized news article about the monstrous serial killer celebrating his death.

THEODORE ROBERT BUNDY, 42
Ted_Bundy_HS_YearbookOn January 24, 1989 Theodore “Ted” Robert Cowell Bundy died peacefully at his home, after a long illness. He was 42.

Mr Bundy was born on November 24, 1946 in Burlington, Vermont, the son of Eleanor Louise Cowell. His formative years were spent in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and Tacoma, Washington. Although he was an avid traveler who rarely settled in one place for very long, his final years were spent living in sunny Starke, Florida. His ashes will be sprinkled over The Cascade Range in Washington per his request, a place he frequented and held dear to his heart.

A 1965 graduate of Woodrow Wilson High School, he attended numerous universities between the years 1965 and 1974 for a variety of studies including Psychology and Law. In 1971, he spent a year at the Washington Suicide & Crisis Hotlines, during which he helped save many lives.

Classmates and colleagues remember Ted as handsome, intelligent, articulate, charming, and promising. Admired and envied by all who knew him, he set the example and the standard for which young men should aspire to be.

His interests included traveling, skiing, sailing, socks, true crime and women. He was also very much into politics. In 1968 he volunteered at the Seattle office of Nelson Rockefeller’s presidential campaign and attended the 1968 Republican National Convention in Miami as a Rockefeller delegate. In 1972 he joined Governor Daniel J. Evans’s reelection campaign. After Evans’s reelection he was hired as an assistant to Ross Davis, Chairman of the Washington State Republican Party.

He is survived by his daughter Rosa; his mother Eleanor Louise Cowell Bundy, and four siblings; Sandra, Glenn, Linda, Richard.

No public service or calling hours planned. In lieu of flowers and cards, please consider donating to LUND of Burlington, Vermont, a comprehensive treatment center and family support agency.

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