Events during the 1960's before encountering evidence of a
(Hate Crime Scene during October of 1998)

History Prior to the Hate Crime Scene Encounter

For a narrative of events leading up to the Hate Crime Scene, with commentary and conclusions outside the scope of this example, please see: Investigations

1962: Visited Grandma while on vacation abroad, and got lost following a cat down the avenue.

1964: Sex conduct ends my parents marriage. Strange dreams, ear aches and pressure I don't understand disturbs my sleep. Mother comforts me in her rocking chair.

1960's Stray cats are rounded up and brought to the University for experimentation involving the use of electrodes in their heads.

1960's My father's brother slides off a muddy road in the dark onto the edge of a cliff with us in the back. Dad got out and, after several tries, pushes us back onto the road.

1965: Mounting pressures become an indulgence. I bang my head on the walls, grimace at the dinner table, and grunt and groan on the floor in the bathroom hallway.

1966: I hit my neighbor with a sovenier baseball bat while practicing a swing. I told his Mother right away, but didn't see him get back up.

1960's: My mother's brother, a girl across the street, and the pilot of the airplane that flew us back to our grandma's house from a stay with my father's brother all die violent deaths.

1968: My Step-Father requires kisses before going to bed by using his tongue and one lip to mock the impression of the 'animals' in Dinkytown where we went to school.

1968: While tingling each other's backs in the living room with friends, my Step-Dad joins in by tickling our necks. When I laughed, he choked me until I couldn't breathe anymore.

1968: Efforts to cope with new threats in the house result in an evaluation of the capacity to do harm, efforts to identify the source of the mounting pressures we faced, and strategy to contend with the old and new rivals.

1969: While digging out my Scoutmaster's basement, and working on the Farm, we're introduced to alcohol and tobacco. "Work like a man, drink like a man!" we were told, so I enjoyed my new privilege.