#599 - Madness Of A Murderous Maniac - Summerville, Georgia

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This week, in Somerville, Georgia, a maniac goes on a rampage through multiple counties, leaving behind wreckage, carnage, and body parts.

Welcome to Small Town Murder.

Hello, everybody.

Welcome back to Small Town Murder.

Yay!

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Yay, indeed.

My name is James Petrigallo.

I'm here with my co-host.

I am Jimmy Wisman.

Thank you, folks, so much for joining us today on another absolutely crazy episode.

If you can tell by the intro, this is pocket robin level insane.

This is, there's something else in this guy's pocket, and it's crazier than a robin.

Put it that way.

That's horrendous.

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Oh, yeah.

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They get crazy over in Europe and in South America and other places, places where they like soccer.

Yeah.

Here, no matter what happened, people will go, eh, all right.

And they'd leave.

That's all.

That was a game.

We have riots in the street when we win.

They tear the stadium down when other stuff is happening.

So it's wild.

Then for Small Town Murder, we're going to talk about last week's murderer, his blog, his prison blog, where he defends himself and everything he does and gives his manifesto.

And we're going to make fun of this guy to the moon.

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this is a comedy show.

It's a comedy podcast.

We're comedians.

That does not mean that anything in the story is not 1,000% real.

Nothing is embellished for comedic effect or any stupid stuff like that.

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We'll be jokes.

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But there's a way to do that tastefully.

We don't make fun of the victims.

We don't make fun of the victims' families.

Why is that, James?

Because we're assholes.

Yes, but.

But we're not scumbags.

There you have it.

It's pretty easy to deal there.

So that said.

If you want to hear a wild story, you're in the right place.

If you think true crime and comedy should never ever go together, maybe we're not for you.

That's possible, but I would give it a shot to make sure.

One time.

No complaining, though, either way.

That said, I think it's time, everybody, to sit back.

What do you say?

Let's all clear the lungs and let's all shout.

Shut up

and give me murder.

Let's do this, everybody.

Let's go on a trip, shall we?

Let's do it.

We are going to Georgia this week.

And by the way, I would like to say thank you to everybody in St.

Louis and Chicago.

Unbelievable.

Great crowds, terrific people.

Wow.

Just a great time all around.

We were almost

thrown into Oz while we were in St.

Louis.

We almost didn't have to travel.

Yeah, because tornado almost took us right to Chicago.

It was right by where we were, so that was a little terrifying.

But that's okay.

That's all right, though.

We were all right with it.

They handled it well, and it was fine.

So let's get right into this.

Let's go.

Somerville, Georgia.

This is in northwest Georgia, way up in the quarter.

Not to be confused with Somerville in Augusta.

There's a neighborhood in Augusta named Somerville that is apparently a really wealthy area.

So people know it.

I mean, Augusta is pretty expensive.

Yeah, they have the golf there and all that kind of thing.

It's expensive to park there.

So I don't know what it would be to live.

It's got to be pricey.

So this is about an hour to Chattanooga, Tennessee.

Oh.

That's the closest place to it.

And then about an hour and a half to Atlanta.

Okay.

So not that far from it.

And then about three and a half hours to Grovetown, Georgia.

Our last Georgia episode.

It was an express episode, helping mom with murder.

Oh, yeah.

Which, yeah, mom was an interesting lady.

So that was that was wild stuff.

This is in Chattooga County.

Chattooga.

Chattooga.

It's like Chattanooga with some letters missing.

It's missing the old gentleman.

Essentially.

Yeah.

It's got an oog.

This is not a noog.

It's a toog.

It's a little bit different.

Area code 706 here.

They don't have a motto, I would say, but their motto would be not quite Alabama.

Come on.

Give us a break.

History of this town.

Founded in 1838 as the seat of the newly formed Chattooga County.

Nice place.

I assumed people just couldn't spell Chattanooga.

It's fascinating.

The choices here.

So it was incorporated as a town in 1939, as a city in 1909.

It became, it was named from the fact that it was a popular summer resort.

That's why they call it Somerville.

Oh, people came there in the summer.

Apparently, like in Florida, they have Winter Haven.

Yeah.

Pretty obvious why that's named that way.

So, yeah, that's how that goes.

The lot of Civil War action happened around here.

Oh, yeah.

This is this is where the March to the Sea started.

Oh, it was Somerville.

And then it's not very far.

No, not, well, it is.

It's a pretty quick walk.

All the way across Georgia and South Carolina.

So, yeah, that was there.

They also, the biggest battle here was the Battle of Tryon Factory.

Right.

Tryon is right next door.

They're kind of like the same place, pretty much.

This was fought in September of 1863,

where present-day First Street is.

Oh, right downtown.

Near the site of the East Tryon Church of God.

Nice.

That's where they had it.

So there wasn't much town at that point.

In 2009, the Chattooga County Camp 507 Sons of Confederate Veterans, in conjunction with the Missionary Ridge Camp 63 Sons of Union Veterans and several local groups erected a memorial monument to remember the first battle of the Tryon Factory and the soldiers who are in unmarked graves from both sides.

Yeah, they got together and had a nice little thing.

That's nice.

If they did that 160 years ago, maybe just have a nice picnic and call it a day.

Have a nice picnic and say, hey, let those people go.

What do you say?

Have a nice picnic and say, do it myself?

Fine.

Yeah, all right.

I guess I don't mind yard work that much.

Farming is, yeah, I have to pay people.

Yeah, you do.

So in a side note here, a Confederate General Helm was brother-in-law to Mary Lincoln.

Oh, Mary Todd?

Mary Todd, yeah.

And was killed five days after the Battle of Tryon Factory

at Chickamauga, but he fought here as well.

Okay.

Chickamauga was another bad fight.

That's her brother?

That's our brother-in-law.

Oh, yeah.

Okay.

Which is super common.

People fighting on both sides.

It is, you know, very common.

It's supposed to be her sister's husband because her brother-in-law would be Abe's brother.

Yeah, well, if she had a sister and she had a husband, that would be a brother.

That's what I'm saying.

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

That would ring.

Maybe.

Yeah, true.

So, reviews of this.

I don't know why we got in the weeds on that one.

Reviews of this town here.

Here's four stars.

The town of Somerville, George, is a very small community.

Everyone knows everyone.

That's not good.

However, there is very limited activities in our town because of how small it is.

Right.

Well, yeah.

That's the idea.

Many people ride through without so much as a passing glance, but this will always be my beloved hometown, my, quote, stomping grounds, if you will.

Yeah, that's exactly what it is.

Hometown was enough.

That's exactly enough.

You don't have to go any more into that.

And I will always be grateful for the memories and experiences I've had here.

Wow, that was exhausting.

Three stars.

Somerville is an old town that has a population of around 4,000 people.

I love Somerville because my mother's family lives here, and after my parents' divorce, it was home.

So this is trauma-bonded with this place.

That's all.

This is devolving.

Wow.

After living here for 12 years, it's a three-star, so it's not going to be perfect.

After living here for 12 years, I enjoyed having my family so close.

I live in a predominantly black neighborhood.

The roads in my neighborhood have potholes in the road, if ran over, could possibly damage your car.

Whenever the city of Somerville comes to, quote, fix the potholes, the men only pave the specific spot.

In nicer neighborhoods, the roads are paved and smooth.

I just don't understand why my neighborhood doesn't have good roads.

It's expensive.

It's yeah, that's that's you you just uh described America there.

It's uh

not that that's good, but that's what it is.

Cars so fucked up.

Any city we were in, if we're in a shitty neighborhood, it's terrible roads.

It's just the way it is.

Remember, fucking Poughkeepsie right by me.

Terrible roads, bumpy as shit.

Go around things, you really gotta lost a wheel.

Head on a swivel, man.

So, one star.

Somerville should be graveled over and fenced off.

Jesus.

Like a lot of an old factory.

Gravel it, fence it off so the crackheads can't get in there.

It is a filter point on the Olazepine Trail.

What is that?

I'll give you an explanation there in a second.

Just awful.

And the river is incredibly polluted.

I've been an unfortunate resident for two years.

Unfortunate.

This is the great.

It is staggering the number of peckerwoods living jowl to jowl.

Uh-oh.

It was a nightmare.

It was a nightmare.

That's funny.

Jowl to jowl is a fascinating way.

Jowl to jowl.

So close.

Peckerwoods.

I don't know how what.

There's only one reference for it.

But I'm just saying, I don't know where that's a popular phrase with because with Italian people, that's what they call like red-headed people.

They're like hicks.

They're Peckerwoods.

Yeah.

Is that right?

Absolutely.

My dad would say that all the time.

Look at this Peckerwood.

That's like a real redneck person is a Peckerwood.

I don't know if that's a, if like black people have a different way.

I've only heard it one way, and that is racist Aryan nation in the joint.

Oh, saying that

as a point of pride.

Not necessarily pride.

It's just what they're called.

Yeah, I know they call each other woods.

Yeah.

I understand that.

Yeah, so that's interesting.

So an explanation, by the way, Olazepine Trail, they said, likely refers to

clinical trials or research studies involving the antipsychotic medication, Olazepine.

Oh, my God.

And they need it here.

Here's a summary of information regarding that.

Olazepine has been extensively studied for its efficacy and safety treating schizophrenia and bipolar disorder.

Oh, boy.

There we go.

Clinical trials have investigated its effectiveness in both acute and maintenance treatment in both of these conditions.

If you people here are crazy with their.

If you have an overwhelming population that's mentally ill, something's wrong, you guys.

Yeah, well,

today it's a guy not from here, but maybe he's drawn to it, if that's the problem.

He's drawn to the mental illness.

People in this town, 4,389.

So not that many people.

Very small town.

Way more women than men.

It's like 54% women, which is well out of whack of anything we usually see in the town over 500 people or something.

Median age here is about 41, a couple years over the national average.

A lot of babies, a lot of old people, not a lot in between.

What the fuck?

So the old people are having babies.

Oh, shit.

You got fertile old people here.

Wow.

Maybe the olazepine makes you fertile.

And that also

fits out, too.

Why you might need olazepine if your parents were 82.

82 years ago.

Why would they need it?

And they.

I'm seeing babies over here.

Family are 36% married, which is well under the national average.

15% divorced, 30% single with children.

Race of this town, 76.5% white, 21.2% black, 1.3% Hispanic.

So it's white and black.

It's a small southern town.

Religion here is under 50%, which is surprising for rural Georgia.

And I'll give you one guess.

It's Baptist?

It's Baptist, yeah.

It's 33% Baptist and really not much anything else here.

0.0% Catholic, 0.0% Jewish.

Has an unemployment rate slightly below the national average, but that is not reflected in the income here.

The median household income here in the U.S., it's almost 70,000.

Here it is 23,827.

Oh, God, 4,000 people that are brutal.

That's not a lot of money.

It's now cost of living here, $100,000 is average.

Here it's about $72,000.

Home cost is the lowest.

Median home cost here, $152,300.

Yeah, the American Food Alive and Well, you can own it.

You can definitely own that.

I mean, you don't have a job, but...

It's tough.

Well, you have a job.

They're low unemployed.

They just don't pay very much.

There's no money.

Not a lot of money going on here.

So if we've convinced you, dammit, that this is the only place you can call home here it is you need to uh check out some elazepine we have for you the summerville georgia real estate report

average two-bedroom rental here goes for 760 a month so very much affordable kind of steep though for well it's like half the national average though but yeah you could just buy a house probably for cheaper here is a two-bedroom one bath 672 square foot place uh it's a trailer it's tiny it's got it's on an acre and a half here um there it i would like to show you the picture of it

what the

it looks like the pig farm ladies place or something it is deep in there that looks scary it looks terrifying

yeah that's a this is a real estate list it looks like phillips oklahoma

trailer with a with a with a poop with a poop bucket on the porch here uh this is really scary looking it is $24,000 for that

and an acre and a half of land also.

You can't buy a trailer for $24,000

or an acre and a half.

This is both.

That's a market.

Here's a four-bedroom, four-bath, 3,559 square foot house.

It is on 1.8 acres.

Everything's got big lots here.

It's not bad.

It's a quaint red country looking house.

It's really a cute little place.

It's not bad at all.

It is, you know, almost 3,600 square feet.

$525,000 for that, though.

What the shit.

It's a little steep.

I think I might buy that acre and a half.

You're getting a buy one, get one.

Knock the trailer off of that.

You're getting a BOGO.

Yep.

And then here is a four-bedroom, five-bath T-bowl for each and every bee hole.

One leftover, 2,952 square feet.

It is on 56 acres.

Holy shit.

It's a lot of land.

But it's...

And the house is fine.

It's okay, but it's not even 3,000 square feet.

And 56 acres, I don't know what you're using.

I don't know, but it's $1.2 million for that.

That's the cheapest 55 acres in the country.

That's, man, yeah.

The house doesn't, it's weird.

The house just sits in the middle of this field.

It's so strange looking.

And the other one's an acre and a half with 6,000 square foot house, 5,000?

With a 3,600 square foot house.

So not bad.

Things to do here.

Okay.

Okay.

Paradise Gardens.

Yeah.

All right.

There's a guy named Howard Finster

who, quote, delighted in collecting and displaying his accumulation of odd objects, tools, antiques, and curios.

Okay.

All right.

Now,

this is what he's into.

Pretty much.

So he really liked visiting roadside museums and seeing the unorthodox things.

He liked

off-the-highway tourist attractions, like alligator farms and shit like that.

A weird Americana slice of Americana that happens.

in the middle of nowhere off the highway basically.

Or a band ball, a giant frying pan.

Things like that.

Yeah, the largest ball of twine, you know, whatever the hell you want to say.

So he felt compelled to celebrate the inventions of mankind and the unique attributes of individuals who felt he, who he, whom he felt deserved recognition.

Yeah.

So in the exhibit house on his property in Treyon, Georgia, he assembled tools and curiosities that validated his belief in his creative talents here.

This is

a border.

So he built a park in 1961.

He moved his family into a new home.

He took with him all of of his shit, and he began to construct what many thought was pretty cool.

It was a plant farm museum known as Paradise Garden.

And he said, quote, I built the park because I was commissioned by God.

Oh, boy.

He's a scary fella.

The Blues brothers are on their way to Chicago, and he's putting a park in the middle of Georgia, both commissioned by God.

God's really busy sometimes.

He's going to tell people to do a lot.

A lot of various shits here.

Shit here.

I started the garden in 1970, about 100 feet into the backyard, built a cement wall, and put up a hall shed and started to display the inventions of mankind.

Crap.

It's a giant, looks like a giant flip star, basically.

Yeah.

He said, I'm trying to collect at least one of every invention in the world.

What?

He's into inventions.

He said, inventors don't get recognition.

Yeah, they do.

They get tons of recognition.

It's called royalties, man.

Well, not only that, we know who invented pretty much every major thing.

We know who invented it.

Yeah, it's in the patent office.

I mean, us now sitting here 150 fucking years later.

I can tell you Philo Farnsworth at the TV.

We can name a bunch of shit.

Like tons of people.

They get a lot of credit, inventors.

There's also the Cowboy Western Heritage Festival,

which is in Georgia.

Who invented that?

I don't know.

I don't think Cowboys, and I think of Georgia, and I certainly don't think Western either.

It's in the southeast.

Why the hell would I think Western?

It's not Western.

No, definitely not.

But I understand the cowboy thing.

How?

Really?

I don't know.

How?

We're a cowboy friend.

Georgia.

Georgia.

No.

Devil went down there, James.

Yeah,

but he had on fucking.

He had on like not cowboy boots.

He had on like work boots, though.

Different boots.

And here it's very Western, though.

The traditional, a celebration of the Western traditions and the cowboy lifestyle.

Western artisans, vendors, demonstrations of buggies, wagons, square dancing, mock old West gunfights.

This is not

gunfights, aren't they?

Cowboy music.

And also, like

Appalachian, like bluegrass and stuff like that's way different from Western music.

It's not the same.

There's a difference between a hillbilly and a cowboy.

Yeah.

For sure.

Yeah.

That's it.

And the arrival of the Tennessee Valley Railroad Museum passenger train and a wagon train/slash cowboy parade.

Sure.

Sure.

No music, though.

That's awesome.

No bands to make fun of.

Crime rate in this town.

What we're here for.

Very quiet parade.

That sounds a very somber parade.

No instruments allowed.

It's called a funeral procession.

Some fucking elementary school marching band comes in.

They get kicked off the route.

Get out of here.

Crime rate in this town here.

Property crime is about half the national average, so not a lot.

I don't think people...

$23,000 a year for a household income doesn't sound like there's a lot to steal.

And you're busy.

Working.

You're busy, yeah.

Violent crime, murder, rape, robbery, and of course assault, about rush more of crime is about one quarter of the national average.

They're doing great.

Very low.

It's just very rural.

Everybody, even the shitty trailer has an acre and a half.

So really, there's no reason to be that angry at anybody.

Sure.

You got room.

So that said, let's talk about.

Here we go.

Some murder.

And this is absolutely bonkers.

All right.

We got to start out talking about a man here.

Sure.

He's an interesting fella.

Yeah.

Hayward William Bissell.

Double S double L.

Like the vaccine.

Bissell.

Yes.

He was born March 28th, 1962.

He, by the way, will have to say this up front.

He's going to grow up to be a very large man.

Yeah.

Talking like 6'4, 400 pounds.

Holy.

Big guy.

Yeah.

Real big guy.

His height is, some people say 6'4, some people say 6'.

Either way, he's over 6' and he's 400 pounds.

It's a

very big guy.

But I saw more references saying he was 6'4.

Okay.

We're gonna go with that.

So So

he's the second son.

He has an older brother and a younger brother.

And his parents' names are Howard and Magdalena Bissell.

And yeah,

his younger, or one of his brothers is from his mother's previous marriage, his older brother.

Magdalena.

She's been married before.

Howard, his dad, was in the U.S.

Army for 19 years.

before they settled down in Ohio here and went to work at the Sandusky, Ohio Ford plant.

And the family lived in New London.

Hayward, according to relatives and friends, was a, quote, constant complainer.

Really?

Absolute complained and complained.

And by the way, a lot of this is from a book, and I'll give you the name of the author at the end of this, too.

Yeah, he complained a lot, never be satisfied.

One of his family members said he was always griping.

He griped as a child and he griped as an adult.

Okay.

Just always bitching, never happy.

Yeah.

We'll talk about it.

He's got a lot of problems.

He's never liked authority and that sort of thing.

If his father said, do anything,

father said eat dinner, he'd say, I'll starve.

Like it's just, he's not going to do anything his dad says.

All right.

Wants to go against his dad.

Behavioral problems from jump at home, at school.

Never just didn't want to follow the rules.

What is that?

Never wanted to follow the rules.

Didn't want to do things that didn't interest him.

I get that in school because I was like that.

I'd have a 50 in one class and a 97 in one class.

I don't like that class is why.

Yeah, I don't care about math, but I really like history.

It's one of those things where, but that's not really with him.

He doesn't like to work at all.

He doesn't like anything.

No, he just doesn't like to work.

He doesn't like to do things.

He's pretty damn lazy.

And one of his family members said he abhors work and avoids working.

Okay.

Hates it.

So he had a couple of minor accidents as a child that had some head injuries.

Oh.

And they didn't really get him checked out.

So it was not like, yeah, they were like, he's fine.

He's still walking around.

Oh, boy.

you remember your name?

Hayward?

Okay, good.

Yeah, get out there and go play.

So that's a problem.

On one occasion, he told family members that he got down on his knees and saw a bright light as a child after a head injury.

That's not good at all.

The relative later is speculating whether that could have been an early indication of mental problems, either based on head injuries or not.

Because he's got a lot of mental problems as he gets older.

Oh, yeah.

This guy makes Pocket Robin look like the picture of sanity.

He really does.

What's he do?

Well, he attended New London Elementary School.

Some classes he had A's, some classes he had C's.

No, you can really pin him down academically here.

He told mental health counselors later on that he fought frequently when he was in school, but for some reason never got suspended or expelled.

I don't know if that's just the time period.

Yeah.

Is that some early 70s?

Or you wait until after school?

Maybe.

Generally, nobody bothered with it then.

I think early 70s, if it's two boys and they both wanted to fight, I think you just go, don't do that anymore.

It's not like it is now where they make it like

if they do want to fight, you still got to explain to somebody's parent why their kid came home bloody.

I think back then, though, you expected your kid to come home.

I got in a fight.

Oh, okay.

Boys fight.

Boys will be boys.

Like, that's how it used to be.

You know, now boys aren't allowed to fight anymore.

Yeah.

And the parents want to criminal the other parents.

That's what I mean.

It's crazy.

Yeah.

When I was a kid, if I came home with a black eye, somebody would have said, who'd you mouth off to?

Yeah, what'd you do?

Yeah.

What'd you do, stupid?

That would have been crazy.

It's always what'd you do?

Yeah.

It wouldn't have been what did someone do to you it'd be like what'd you do to cause that it's exactly what they would have said

i'm bullied every day no you're not you're a mouthy yeah stop being a fucking mouthy dick

so he drops out of school after the 10th grade yeah and um yeah leaving school partly due to use of drugs and alcohol which he started in his early teens too sure so he just he doesn't like listening so i don't think anyone's gonna yeah and being fucked up is fun that's what i mean it's a good time when you're 15.

so in 1979 he enlists in the army good he went to cleveland and enlisted in the army uh he was trained as a motor transport operator and qualified as an expert on the m16 spent most of his enlistment station all around he was in germany for a while he um here's some uh accolades actually there we go in the army he actually listened he did what he was told there's consequences well yeah but i mean he never cared about those at home yeah but maybe he must have been interested interested in this is all I can imagine.

Maybe.

Because it seems like whether there's consequences or not, he's not going to listen to authority.

I mean, in the Army, you don't listen to authority.

They kick you out.

That's all.

He would have got kicked out.

We've heard of a million guys get kicked out of the Army on the show.

But he liked it, I think, really.

He gets a citation here for meritorious performance.

What is that?

Did well.

They said from 79 to August of 81, during this period, while assigned to the 102nd Quartermaster Company, Company, this is from his commanding officer.

He excelled in his performance of duties as a heavy vehicle operator and was responsible for the timely delivery of aviation fuels to the 101st Airborne Division.

Wow.

So that's an important job.

He's driving a gas truck.

A gas truck to the 101st Airborne.

This is an important job.

It's a big deal.

It's a big deal.

And supported units from there.

His devotion to his duty reflects great credit upon himself, the 102nd Quartermaster Company, and the United States Army.

Wow.

Nobody ever said that about him before.

No.

And maybe that's also a thing.

If he doesn't like home, maybe he

gets out of home.

Yeah.

And maybe, I don't know, maybe he, I don't know what it is, but you know what I'm saying?

Like he might have found a niche here where he liked getting credit for things.

And I don't know.

And you're driving a pretty cool vehicle.

Yeah, that's fun.

Maybe he likes it.

It's better than, you know, English class, probably.

Maybe he wasn't interested in fucking catcher in the ride, but he was interested in this.

I wouldn't mind doing landscaping if I got to drive a bobcat every day.

That's so much fun.

That's a good time.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Or if it wasn't outside, I would like that.

There's that too.

Landscaping inside.

That'd be nice.

I'd love to landscape inside.

Give like some ferns or something.

I'll just drive the bobcat around your living room and drim them up a little bit and then leave.

Boy, do I love a bobcat?

Oh, they're fun as shit.

So Hayward found a real or hey, yeah, he found a real nice niche here.

He liked the regimented lifestyle.

He liked being...

have a plan and a time.

Sure.

If you give this guy too much time, he doesn't know what to do with it.

Yeah.

And he just fucks off.

But if you schedule him, it seems to work better.

So he does all of that.

He has an honorable discharge in August of 1985, which is fine.

That sounds good.

So he might have straightened his life up, they're thinking.

Figuring out.

Following this, he worked as a security guard in Toledo and in Norwalk.

He's going to live in Norwalk for a long time.

No, no, Norwalk, Ohio.

There's one up there, huh?

Yeah, we've done an episode on it, I think, I'm pretty sure, back in the day.

He worked at the Fanny Farmer Candy Factory

and at a McDonald's on Milan Avenue as a security guard in both of these.

So it's weird, though, that Candy Factory comes up again.

There's a Fanny Farmer, huh?

Think about

Fanny Farm, though.

Fanny Farmers,

the candy, the box of candy shit.

Yeah.

I don't think I've ever seen it.

It must be an East Coast thing, huh?

Maybe.

Yeah,

I think it is.

Yeah, I think it's regional.

It might be regional.

I've never even fucking heard of it.

Yeah, because I think, yeah, they have the Sarah likes the Mint Meltaways, I think, of Fanny Farmer.

I think it's Midwestern, too.

Maybe so.

Yeah.

Cadbury's fucking exotic for Arizona.

Yeah.

No, shit.

Well, it is English.

Is it?

Yeah, Cadbury's an English.

That's why the chocolate's different.

It's exotic as fuck.

You know how the chocolate's like not so sweet and milky?

It's nice.

That's English chocolate.

It's different.

Yeah, we hear then we have like that sharp chocolate.

I like the English chocolate.

I guess that's why I had an English guy on the fucking commercial, huh?

Yeah, yeah.

It's Cadbury.

Nice all the sunset.

You didn't know that?

No.

I had no fucking clue.

Man, it's good.

So he basically has a bad bad back he says he hurt his back in the army and then reheard it as a security guard at the at the candy factory by the way keep certain things in mind here okay army candy factory

injuries injuries think about things like injuries no other things

pretty soon by the middle of this episode there's going to be a lot of a lot of parallels to somebody that you've heard of before very very much so it's one of those things so candy factory army so far he's two for two with somebody that we've heard of a lot then he i think i don't know if he's really hurt his back he might because he's 400 pounds by now wow but at the same time he might have just figured out a way to not have to work yeah and say his back hurt and say he hurt it in the army yeah and so he gets and then you get sympathy well he gets disability yeah too and also he's got a lot of depression too he's got a lot of mental problems that are really starting to cook up here now what do you do when you're not things aren't going well in your life and your mental problems are bubbling to the surface?

Got to get married, obviously.

That'll fix everything.

I mean, if you got somebody to help.

That'll do it.

October 11th, 1985.

Don't get help.

Get married.

That's right.

Drag someone else into this mess.

That's what you do.

Anything to

not go to therapy.

Man.

So October 11th, 85, he marries Sherry Jane Brown.

February of 86, they have a little girl.

Fuck, they are horny.

Yeah, that is, yeah, I think that's why they got married because she was pregnant.

Yeah.

Right.

That's too early.

Yeah.

That's why they got married.

So things at first were a little bit normal.

Then Hayward became more and more threatening toward his wife.

And they had a lot of arguments.

And that's when he started getting treatment for psychiatric illness during the first year of their marriage.

She said, you got a problem.

You got to go fix yourself here.

There's a lot more problems, though.

By 1989, it's really getting bad.

January 29th, 1989, they lived on Chestnut Street in Norwalk, Ohio.

And Sherry said that that she was assaulted by Hayward and filed domestic

violence charges against him.

In the affidavit she gave at the police department, she claimed an argument had started in the early afternoon in the kitchen of their home.

Hayward had slapped her and knocked her into the refrigerator and then told her to go into the bedroom.

He followed at her.

He followed her yelling at her and threatening to, quote, drive her crazy so he could have her put away.

Oh.

Which is pretty pot calling the kettle black here.

Like this is, you know.

Just some psychotic shit telling her.

That's wild.

That's some crazy manipulative shit.

She said he then pressed his fist against her face, which is a giant fist.

You see my fist.

It's pretty big.

We're the same height.

Imagine if I was 400 pounds.

It's just a slow motion punch.

Beefier.

He pressed it and he said that he was put it through her head.

Oh, that's not great.

She said he slapped me and I started to scream.

Then he pushed me up against the wall and hit both sides of my head.

I got in the shower and told him to to leave me alone, and he slapped me again on the side of the head and banged my head against the shower and knocked me down.

What the fuck?

That is not cool, obviously.

He walked away, but then stopped and turned around and asked if she was okay.

Yeah.

Their daughter, Crystal, at that time, was four years old.

She thought that he just told her that mom fell in the shower.

That's why she's hurt.

So

Sherry said he threatened to take my daughter away and have me put away.

She also said that he told her that if he was put in jail, he'd get out and make her life miserable, which he's kind of already doing.

That's what you do.

That's what I mean.

Well, more miserable?

I mean, at least she'll be gone.

Sherry.

She's on a vacation.

Yeah.

Sherry would say, okay, fine, then waited until he left the house, and then she called the police to report everything.

Officers came, and Sherry asked them to follow her to her mother's home so she could drop her daughter off, and then went to the police station to press charges.

Right away, she began divorce proceedings.

Oh, great.

So she's too healthy for this.

That's what that says.

If someone hits you once and you go, oh, yeah, great, get out of the house.

Then you go right to the police station, get your kid out of there, and file divorce, you're very healthy.

You're not used to that.

You didn't grow up getting the shit beaten out of you, and you're not going to take it from this person.

So that's good for Crystal, but not good for this relationship, obviously.

She did that on March 20th.

She was at the police station again after Hayward had an encounter with her brother Leonard.

So this, he just doesn't stop.

According to Sherry's statement, Hayward said to Leonard, I can't understand after so many years of loving her why she wants to divorce me.

She can't.

Gee, I wonder why.

I just wanted to beat her a little bit.

It's crazy.

Why would she want to get out of that?

Unbelievable.

And leave all this.

He told Leonard, this is a quote from Sherry in the affidavit.

He told Leonard that he thinks I'm having relations with my girlfriend.

Oh.

Yeah.

And that if I keep fucking with him, quote, quote, paybacks are a bitch.

Yeah.

Wow.

She said, goes on to say, he said

he'd have that kid one way or another taken away.

And if not, he will live on welfare.

And I can ram the $20 a month support check up my ass.

Up my ass.

$20.

$20.

What is that buying him?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

Ram it?

What is it?

Did it say ram it?

Ram the $20 a month support check up my ass, which is an odd threat to make.

I'll give it to you, but it's going to be uncomfortable.

Yeah.

Ram it.

Ram it up my ass.

Now there's that, and wow, ram it up my ass.

So $20, that doesn't buy like cereal for the month for a kid.

Breakfast cereal.

That's crazy.

And what is that?

80 when?

86?

89.

89.

You can't keep a kid in Lucky Charms for fucking

for a month when that got it.

Who were those?

$3 a box then?

Yeah, you can't keep a kid in frosted flakes.

There's no way.

I'm just going to go through it.

So she also said that he had not otherwise bothered her in any way since the last court hearing, other than that, and had not threatened anyone that she knew of other than her brother.

She said, I just want this reported in case something happens.

So then Leonard Brown, the brother, came to the police station and said, I don't want Hayward bothering me no more about the divorce.

That's his quote in an affidavit.

He recounted the threats that

Hayward had made to him regarding his sister, and adding that Hayward said he could have the court take custody of the daughter.

He said, also, Hayward is telling people in front of me and to me that Sherry is gay and that she left him for another woman, which I can say she's not.

Clearly not.

No.

So

he said, I tried to call him a couple, I tried to tell him a couple weeks ago that I didn't want to hear it anymore and that he shouldn't be running my sister down in front of me.

Hayward also told me that the time that if I didn't shut up, he will, quote, beat my brains out and there will be nothing left in my head.

I've never heard that threat before.

I've heard I'll beat your brains out, but never until there's nothing left in your head.

I've heard beat your brains in.

I've never heard out.

In, out, I'll give you that.

But I never heard until there's nothing left.

It was just an empty skull.

We'll just keep shaking it.

Wow.

When officers asked the brother if he thought Hayward would try to do something to Sherry, he said he didn't think he would hurt her, but he believed that he would try to get even in some way.

And he also told police that while Hayward was married to his sister, he, quote, threatened to cut her up into little pieces and

feed her to her own mother.

Oh.

He's creative.

I'll give him that.

That's a creative threat.

That's insane and creative.

Feed him to the dog is one thing.

Feed him to your family is one.

Feed it to your mother.

That's very specific.

This is why sometimes great artists are insane because no one even thinks of that.

Nobody thinks to say that.

Imagine if he was crazy, but not in a violent way and like a weird artistic.

He might come up with some weird shit nobody nobody ever saw before.

He's a violence artist.

Yeah, he's not a fan of it.

Until there's nothing left and feed it to your mother.

Until your mother

his brains out, and then I'll feed those to your mother also.

Your brother's brains.

So the divorce was granted on March 29th, 89.

Sherry retained custody of the daughter, and Hayward has visitation rights, though.

So on April 12th, they filed an agreement that allowed him to have visitation on alternate weekends and holidays.

So things seem to be fine.

Problem is he's getting weirder and weirder.

Yeah, I'm shocked that they gave him any kind of custody based on

threats?

Yeah, those threats of violence.

The reason for the divorce.

It was like crazy violence.

But he had never,

he was never even accused of having any violence or anything toward the child.

Okay.

So there's no way they could.

And in 89, too, it wasn't the same.

Very early on that they don't realize that sometimes violence on the kid is directed towards her to make her upset.

Yeah, true.

And some people

will beat their kids and not their wife.

Some people beat their wife and not their kids.

Who knows what weird.

Obviously, if you're beating your wife or your kids, there's some switch that's been fucking flipped that shouldn't be flipped.

So, you know what I mean?

It's obviously a weird quirk.

Quirk is a nice way to put it.

Quirk of the brain is what I mean.

Quirk of your mental illness.

Domestic violence.

What a quirk.

What a quirk.

Yeah.

It's a little quirky.

Real quirky, that is.

No,

your brain is not the activity of it, but the brain, it's a quirk that'll whatever is one thing over another.

So there's indications of other problems here.

He had a lot of rage, obviously.

He's got several weird incidents of assault that we'll talk about here.

He'll end up in mental hospitals on and off and clinics, basically nine different institutions throughout this region.

He's going to end up in the next 10 years or so.

That's a father.

It's a lot.

Yeah, and he's got visitation rights.

Daddy can't pick you up because he's in the mental hospitals

Oh, again.

Yeah, I'm playing basketball with Chief.

See you around.

See you soon.

So very few of the dozens of medical and

psychological professionals who treated him,

they never got together and went, wow, this guy's really nuts.

He just went to different places.

So nobody ever got like a...

a real cumulative

mountain of his crazy here.

So he usually came to the facilities and checked himself in voluntarily.

So then they can't keep him.

So he can leave whenever.

He'd check himself back out in a day or two and there's nothing they could do about it.

So yeah,

one of the doctors told one of his relatives, there's nothing we can do to keep him here since he comes in of his own free will.

They were like, why don't you keep him here?

And they're like, what do you want us to do?

You get him dragged here, then we can hold him, but otherwise we can't do shit.

July 5th, 1989.

A woman comes to the police station to report that her 1985 Ford pickup truck had been damaged while parked downtown.

Dang it.

There had been a fight between

Hayward and another man, she said, which was witnessed by a friend of hers who saw the right fender and hood of her truck damaged during the fight.

She said that Hayward told her he would be responsible for taking care of the damage and don't worry about it.

So that's just one of his punched kick driven into?

We don't know.

No clue.

I assume he ran the guy's head into it, probably.

Or himself.

Or himself.

So December 1991, he had some problems with a landlord who reported to police that he received some frightening threats from Hayward.

Trying to beat now?

Landlord, so we'll find out.

Landlord said that he came into his office at the Dreamland Motel.

It's not a landlord.

That's a clerk.

Let's call it a clerk.

There's no landlord at a motel.

Sorry.

And threatened to cut the man's mail into small pieces because Bissell believed his own mail was being returned to the post office.

He said, you're stealing my mail and returning it, so I'm going to take all your mail and cut it into little pieces.

Another crazy threat.

Crazy threat over mail.

Who's ever said, I'll cut your mail into tiny pieces.

Your mail into tiny pieces?

Nobody.

That's what I mean.

So then the man, at that point, the man called his wife into the office in order to have a witness to the threats here.

So he couldn't stop, though.

He said, I don't like people from foreign countries.

Okay.

All right.

I'm going to kill one of them when it gets dark.

I'm going to hurt somebody, them or their children, he says.

Cut your mail up and possibly kill your children.

We'll see.

That's the evening, though.

I got to see my dinner plans first, but I might kill your kids this evening.

We'll find out.

We don't know.

So obviously, this guy freaked out a little bit.

So then he says he wasn't going to pay the rent.

So the landlord could, quote, see how it feels.

Don't know what that means.

Yeah.

What?

So this guy said, the landlord said, me and my family, we're afraid of him.

He's a big fellow.

Sounds like it.

Imagine having this gigantic, crazy person in the office making all these threats to you.

That's got to be terrible.

Lost 400 pounds.

Holy shit.

So in 1991, in June, obviously your life's going terrible.

Yeah.

In and out of mind.

You're living in a dreamland motel.

You're on Social Security.

You have no job.

Yeah, you're not seeing your kids at all, probably by now.

Yeah.

Your ex and all that.

Your life's a fucking disaster.

Spoil it.

So you should get married again.

Again.

And he gets married.

Yeah.

He marries Teresa Goebel.

They have a daughter as well.

Yeah.

Stop impregnating people, you crazy shit.

They separate after a few years,

but the divorce never really actually get a divorce.

Really?

Just kind of lingers

in the background there.

They said that there's a history of domestic violence in this marriage, too.

No documentation, though.

She never reported it to the police.

Really?

Yeah, because he found someone that the first wife wasn't taking.

First time he beat the shit out of her, she went, police, divorce, take the kid, fuck that.

So he knew, I got to find a woman who can take it.

I got to find a woman who's had a, who's had a fucked up past that will take this abuse.

That's what I got to take, do.

And that's what he does.

So predators, no prey.

Figure it out.

And he figured, he's not a dumb guy either.

He figured it out.

Yeah.

So she, this woman, his second wife, denied that she ever had been afraid of him during their time together.

She said they had arguments and he made threats, but she wasn't scared of him.

They broke up, she said, because Bissell got to go wherever he got to go wherever he wanted to, basically,

but he never wanted to go out.

While they were together, she said he didn't keep guns or knives.

He was particular about putting things where they belonged.

He's very neat, by the way, which is, you wouldn't think that.

He's a big 400-pound, sloppy, crazy guy.

You'd think...

Like his, think about the inside of his brain.

There's shit everywhere, scattered, socks are on the floor.

It's a mess.

That's what you would imagine his living quarters would be, but he's very much regimented from the Army to keep everything very neat around his quarters.

It's interesting.

So, yeah, she said that he did a lot of house cleaning because he wanted it done his way.

Oh, he didn't want her to do it because she wouldn't do it right.

He wanted to clean it Army style.

Yeah.

So, but there's a lot of service people that are like that.

Yeah.

I know a guy who was in the Air Force who was like that, too.

I know a guy.

He wanted

to.

I'll clean everything.

I got this.

There's like one leaf in his front yard.

He'll walk over through the gravel, pick it up.

Yeah.

No, I got it.

I had a friend like that.

He was in in the Air Force and he was a jet mechanic.

Yeah.

So, and he like led a jet mechanic team.

So you have to be extremely intricate.

One little fan blade's fucked.

It's screwed up.

So that's how he was with everything.

I watched him pick up a leaf.

I was like, where are you going?

Put it in his pocket.

I'm like, do you collect those?

He goes, no, I'm going to put it in the trash.

Why'd you put it in your pocket?

Yeah.

Throw it in the street.

What are you doing?

So 1997.

Yeah.

Hayward's dad thinks he's fucking nuts.

Okay.

Hayward's dad said, quote, I called the doctor because they were going to discharge him from a mental hospital.

I asked if he was ready to be discharged.

The doctor said, he admitted himself.

I have to let him go.

Yeah.

That's around this time.

Now,

he has a lot.

We'll find out later.

We're pretty sure he's a paranoid schizophrenic is the problem here.

And things like delusions of grandeur are big for schizophrenics and for him.

He would tell people things like, I'm the richest man in the world.

Oh, boy.

I choose to live at the Dreamland Motel and threaten people about mail, but I don't have to.

he said i own all the stores oh no oh that's good yeah that's nice he said then he said quote i'm going to be the ruler of the new world oh boy wow he is um what's going on a little grandiose here yeah he also claimed to have had his sperm extracted oh good now that sounds like he didn't jerk off you that sounds like a they went in with like a big plunger and like pulled it out.

Sperm extracted and implanted in women around the world.

Oh, boy.

It's all over.

So you can spread a seed here.

He said he's fathered thousands of children.

Really?

Thousands.

Thousands.

Thousands.

We don't know if he thought that was true or it was just schizophrenia or what, but that's crazy shit.

That's a wild claim.

His parents moved to Florida.

His dad retires and they moved to Winter Haven, Florida, which is why I brought that up earlier.

Come up here, along with the youngest son, who was still young.

So

his older brother was was in the Army for several years and settled in Hawaii.

Nice choice.

That's not bad.

So, Hayward seemed not particularly close to any of his family, didn't really keep in touch with anybody.

He stayed in Ohio and his parents moved to Florida here.

He lived in Greenwich at the time, which is a little south of Norwalk.

And during this time, he's in and out of clinics, veterans' hospitals, treated for depression and other psychological problems.

His aunt served as his power of attorney.

So he was, he hadn't, that's

you're having problems when you have somebody to be your power of attorney.

That means you're either 85 and have Alzheimer's or 30 and crazy, one of the two.

So yeah, that's she was the closest relative that was willing.

Near there.

She said it was completely unpleasant having to deal with all of his crazy shit.

That's the other part.

It's not like he has a giant estate where if something's wrong, then she gets compensated for it.

Looks like the Dreamland Motel.

Yeah, this is just inconvenient as fuck.

He's threatening some Hungarian guy behind the counter.

They're from Eastern European.

So this 97, during a clinic visit to a mental institution here, he reported to the counselor he believed his apartment was bugged

and they had hidden cameras inside.

Oh, God.

He told doctors that he'd been given truth serum in a shot and in candy.

Yeah.

It was truth serum in those twix.

Be careful.

And claimed that he was hearing voices in his head and said that various people in the community were, quote, out to get him.

And you can't keep that guy?

Can't keep him because he came in himself.

Okay.

Which

seems like, okay, let him go out and then tackle him when he gets to the parking lot.

Drag him back in.

So say, now he's crazy.

Ask him like two questions out there.

We'll bring him back.

Now, he also leads kind of a dull lifestyle.

He doesn't do much.

He can't.

A guy that knew him said he pretty much led a mundane lifestyle.

He pretty much kept to himself.

He said he received government assistance and didn't work.

Yeah, I'm not going to act all fun and have a great time.

There's cameras watching.

I'm not giving him freaks.

They're put on YouTube in 10 years and then it's going to be a problem.

He attended services once in a while at the Jehovah's Witness Hall where his mother had been a member before they moved.

He also is like

his ex-brother-in-law described him as pretty despondent, said he spent his days at flea markets selling model cars, movies, and knives.

He's the fat guy behind the table at the flea market that has like knockoff DVDs, model cars, and weird knives.

Wild knives.

Yeah, we know that guy.

Curly ones.

That's a Reno 911 character.

I've seen that guy.

That's crazy.

So he did all of that, and he would just sit around his apartment also.

In February 1998, during a hospital stay, after we reported he was having depression problems and suicidal thoughts, he told doctors that the people in town, quote, spilled blood all over the roads.

Yeah.

And he claimed that his alarm clock and his mind

were both being controlled by satellites.

My alarm clock and my mind.

And my mind.

They didn't stop at the clock.

I think they're going to go for my fridge next.

I'm pretty sure they're going to go for the refrigerator.

And then you never know.

The TV could be next.

Anything is really on the table here.

And he said that certain people in town were, quote, trying to bite off his penis.

Oh.

Just coming up to him, just snapping away at his.

I would not be worried about the alarm clock.

Are the satellites controlling the penis eaters, too?

Penis biters?

That's the only thing I'd be worried about.

Oh, my God.

It's like, oh, I'm biting off your penis, huh?

And it's like a conspiracy of people who don't even know each other, all want to bite off his penis.

There are people.

Well, I mean, not just one.

Maybe they just want to sperm.

It's good they hear from all the thousands of women all over the place.

Wow.

November 17th, 1998, Greenwich police chief Randall Kilgore was in a grocery store store near his office when Hayward came into the store and began staring at him.

Oh.

Which is not good.

Big giant guy staring at you, a little uncomfortable, and you know he's crazy.

Well, you got a gun.

But the chief had previously dealt with him before, knew he was a nut.

He nodded at him, but the guy Bissell didn't say shit.

He just stared at him.

And he said it was kind of like a mean stare.

It wasn't like he was like, oh, what's going on?

Not a gawk, a stare.

And

not like a kind of in another world stare.

It was a, I'm mad at you stare.

Mean mugging.

He's like, what the fuck?

So

the cop just decided that he would, you know, just ignore it.

He said, no, I'll walk up and talk to him and just try to be nice and

kindness.

So he said, hey, good morning, Hayward.

How you doing?

But he didn't respond.

He just kept staring at him.

So the cop just went, shrugged, and went to his office.

I guess he doesn't want to fucking talk to me.

That's weird.

Yeah.

I'll catch up with him in about 10 minutes when he makes a scene in the grocery store and they call me back here.

So he didn't respond and

kept going.

And after 10 minutes, this guy gets back to his office.

Hayward comes into his office.

Uh-oh.

And he says, what can I do for you, Hayward?

And he just sits down, looks at him in the eye, and he says, something evil has a hold of me.

Uh-oh.

Oh, all right, that's nice.

We can get you some nice doctors to talk to.

Maybe a pill every day.

So this cop asked, yeah, maybe something you can take.

What kind of evil

do you have going on?

And at that point, Hayward stood up and said, it's confidential and turned around to leave.

Thanks for telling me.

Appreciate it.

So at that point, right as he's leaving, the mayor of Greenwich bursts into the room and starts yelling at Hayward.

So if I'm the cop, I'm like, oh, Jesus, now I got to protect the mayor from this psychopath.

He says, what do you do?

What were you doing sitting in my car?

Oh.

To Hayward.

Now,

apparently the mayor just bought a new Lincoln Town car and it was parked near the grocery store.

When Hayward came out of the car, out of the store, he saw it, walked over, got in it, and

sat in the driver's seat, started dicking with it.

Just pressing the buttons.

Like if you're looking at a car at a dealership.

This is the new model.

Holy shit.

Really, the AC works.

That's nice.

Oh, look at that electric seats.

Cool.

That's what he did.

Just adjusting the mirrors.

So he likes big cars and he liked it.

So the mayor was pissed.

Yeah.

It was crazy ass out of my car.

So Hayward said, what do you want me to do?

Apologize?

He said, okay, then I apologize.

I'm sorry I got in the car.

I shouldn't have done that.

Now, the cop said, sounded like it was sincere enough.

And the mayor figured, you know, what else?

He's crazy.

At least he didn't drive it into a wall or something.

So great.

There you go.

So that was a, he ended up getting out of that.

He left the chief's office.

And I assume the mayor and the police chief had a fun conversation about that guy and how they're going to keep an eye on him.

So in December of that year, he told psychiatrists, quote, a banshee is beaming thoughts into my head.

A banshee?

A banshee satellites, banshees, penis biters.

This is a got a wild fucking thing going on in his brain.

Very, very fascinating man.

Yeah, he said that he believed something had a hold of him when he visited the police chief, but the one of the cops speculated that Hayward's real reason for going to see the chief was because he knew he was about to get in trouble for getting into the mayor's car.

Oh.

So they say, everybody says, a lot of people say he might be a little crazy, but he's also very crafty.

Calculating.

He's very calculating.

He's not a dumb guy.

That's the thing.

This guy said he went into Kilgore's office and started talking like he did about something evil possessing him.

And he did it before the mayor had time to get there and to complain about him getting into his car.

This follows his pattern of using his supposed mental illness problems to get himself out of trouble, is what the other cop said.

Christmas Day 98.

Yeah.

Here we go.

About 11.30 p.m., police in the town of Newark, Ohio received a man with a gun call.

at Nick's saloon on 2nd Street.

Oh, boy.

Several officers went to the scene to respond, and a man drove up in a blue Chevy Blazer and asked them for help.

The driver of the vehicle behind him, he said, had been following him, riding his bumper all the way from Utica, Ohio.

Oh.

When an officer approached the driver and asked why he was following the blazer, it's Bissell, obviously.

And he said, quote, it's confidential.

Great.

When the officer said, why the fuck are you following the guy?

He said, it's top secret.

It's top secret.

What's your clearance?

Let me see.

Let me see if you have the capacity to be told this information.

It's top secret.

It's ridiculous.

That's a ridiculous thing to say.

Confidential.

Confidential.

So they kept asking him.

He kept saying, it's top secret.

It's top secret.

I'm a government agent.

You know what I'm doing here?

He tells the officer he's on medication for depression, which is you want all your secret agents to be on a lot of

medications.

A lot of mood alternative.

He was handcuffed, taken to the police station, where it was decided that he should probably be taken to a hospital for psychological evaluation.

Wow.

They contacted one of Hayward's relatives who told them that he had a history of mental illness.

So they were like, all right.

And they took him to the hospital.

And then they, so that's the day he was at the hospital.

He's still in treatment the following March, where he told the doctor that he had lice

and he knew how to cure it, though.

You know how he knew?

How?

The voices told him.

Oh, what'd they say?

Well, the voices in his head told him to, quote, urinate in his milk

and drink it, and that will get rid of the lice.

They reminded little Riddex.

Drink some piss milk.

Drink some piss milk, and you're good.

Oh, Jesus Christ.

He said that he decided later, before he drank any of the milk with the piss in it, that it would not be in his best interest to follow this set of instructions from the voices.

He said, I don't want to drink piss milk, and he didn't.

So he was asking for help with lice.

He didn't even have lice, by the way.

He just imagined.

No lice, and Gandhi's telling him how to drink piss.

Holy shit.

Can you get sick drinking piss?

I think you can.

Not if it's your own.

What if it's your own?

Kingpin, sorry.

Spring of 99, still living in Greenwich.

He told a relative that he had a mental breakdown at that point and he had been using, he'd been smoking weed along with his prescription drugs.

This guy doesn't need weed.

Or just

one.

He doesn't.

No, no, no, no.

No.

He doesn't need weed.

What do you think he needs?

Prescription medication that fucking keeps the voices at bay and keeps psychotics.

Keep him from drinking piss milk.

That's, yeah.

Tranquilizers and

if anything, yeah.

I don't know.

I don't think weed is the right thing for him here.

He was cooking a meal in his apartment one evening, he said, and believed he must have fallen asleep and left a pot on the stove.

When he woke up, his apartment was on fire.

And the next thing he knew, he said he was standing outside in the snow with firemen.

Ah.

There's that.

So he was taken to a hospital for treatment of a burn he received on his arm.

And after taking a couple looks at him and talking to him for a couple minutes, the emergency room staff said, there's another place I think we should take him probably, and it's not here.

I've heard of another hospital.

It's interesting.

A relative of his said, he told me he tried to escape twice, but he said that he got caught both times before getting off the property.

Oh, he's 6'4, 400 pounds.

No, you're not slipping out the bathroom window.

Chief stuck around.

Even when the wall was down.

Too big, man.

Too big.

No, but this guy, you see this guy running through the parking lot in a fucking hospital gown?

I think that's noticeable, bro.

Anyone could see that.

At one point here,

he began to describe some episodes at the institution.

He said, quote, this is from a relative.

He said that at one point he had a bowel movement.

Okay.

You know, this is going somewhere weird.

And was looking into the toilet when a voice told him he needed to rub the feces all over him him in order to get better.

At least he can self-heal with his own excrements.

That's nice.

A mud mask, a pissed milk, you know, he's doing fine.

He said the voice told him that if he ate it, oh no, it would get into his system quicker.

Yeah, it will.

You know, it's like when you want to inject it, you don't snort it, you inject it, it's a lot faster.

You know what I'm saying?

That's crazy.

And he would get better quicker.

Yeah.

But he said that he told the relative, he realized, what am I thinking?

And flushed the the toilet.

This is crazy.

Don't listen to that voice.

That voice is crazy, too.

But not crazy.

Yeah, that's not crazy that he's hearing voices.

Just obviously don't listen to that asshole.

That's the wrong voice.

Another relative said he told, he also told me he woke up to find another patient asleep in the room and a voice told him the man was going to turn into an alligator.

An alligator.

And eat him if he didn't either pay the man some money or beat him with a shoe.

One of the two.

That's the only way to get rid of an alligator.

Everybody knows that.

You pay him off or you beat him with your shoe.

Or you give him a mud mask.

That's it.

Well, that's to heal them.

So, yeah, Hayward said he realized he was wearing a hospital gown and had no money, so his only other choice would be to beat the man with a shoe, obviously.

Clearly, I got nothing here.

So he then said that he asked himself what in the world he was doing and said that he realized the guy was just there for help like he was, so he didn't do anything to him.

He told the doctors during his hospital stay that federal agents had set the fire in his apartment yeah well in addition to the satellites and everything i mean they got to set a fire once in a while uh he said that the government had taken away his special powers oh

also that his sperm was being extracted yeah without his knowledge and frozen oh and was being implanted in women around the world and voices were telling him to kill himself and that he would die and go to heaven.

That's what they're telling him.

So you have to, hmm, yeah.

He's an interesting figure.

He's got a lot of problems.

In one

psychiatric assessment, he was described as vague, guarded, evasive, suspicious, watchful, delusional, with a bizarre thought process.

That's a lot.

But he was repeatedly released to go other places, and it's not, it's not great.

But he does seek help and then doesn't take the medication and then leaves earlier than they tell him to.

Yeah.

Because they're not doing it right.

No, he knows that he needs help, but then he goes to get it and he doesn't want to do the thing that they told him to do.

Or the help just feels wrong and like it's not working.

So obviously, he's going to be a magnet for the ladies right now.

Oh, man.

Man.

Four bills.

Empty balls.

Crazier than a shithouse rat.

He's doing great right now.

Drained sack.

Drain sack fucking hospital gown.

Doing great.

So he meets a woman named Cheryl Jones, and they date for about three months.

I don't know what her deal is, but wow.

Well,

she broke up with him in July of 1999 after about three months of dating.

What happened?

Well, she said that he had tried to get her to go to Florida with him while they were dating, and she didn't want to go to Florida.

She said, quote, he would go to Aldi's and buy a bunch of canned food.

Why does Aldi's keep coming up?

I didn't know it was so fucking, I thought it was brand new.

I thought it was like in Germany to like five years ago, but no, it apparently was in the Midwest 25 years ago.

It's the early 90s.

Over 25 years ago.

So he'd take a bunch of canned food, take it to his parents, and sell it.

To his parents?

I don't know.

Take it to his, he's going to sell canned food that he bought at Aldi's for some sort of substantial profit somehow.

And then he said he could get enough money to take her to Disney World.

Why don't you just not buy the cans?

Go.

Yeah.

He told her also to borrow a friend's bicycle, then sell it for $50 so they'll have some spending money at Disney World.

It's called stealing.

Wow.

This lady was like, I'm not doing that.

She said, toward the end of our relationship, he got violent, hateful, and mean.

He tried to control my life, telling me I couldn't hang out with my friends.

She also claimed that

he was stealing money from her and all sorts of shit like that.

So August of 1999, that Cheryl Jones, she introduced him to a new woman.

He's crazy, probably violent, insane.

Hey, let me introduce you to my friend.

And she was dating him, and now she's pawning him off on somebody else.

On somebody else, I think.

So she'll, he won't focus on her.

This is Patricia Ann Boer, B-O-O-H-E-R.

And yeah, this is interesting.

Now, Cheryl accused him, the girlfriend accused him of threatening her in August of 1999, saying that he had called her home twice and threatened her.

She claimed he told her to watch her back and that he was going to kill her.

She's like, I'll introduce him to my friend.

I got a friend for you.

Great friend.

The confrontation came after Hayward discovered that the air had been let out of his tires during the night, so he accused her of doing it.

When police asked him to come by the station for a talk, he said he didn't call her, never threatened her, and had no intention of doing so.

So the cops just told both parties, stay away from each other.

Okay.

No more.

Like two little kids that were fighting.

You go one way, you go the other.

Which is kind of weird when someone says their life has been threatened.

So late August 1999 or early September, that's when Patricia Ann comes in, and Patricia is his new lady.

She's younger than him.

She's born in 1975.

Okay.

So 12 years younger, 13 years younger.

Now, there's some different, we don't exactly know how they met.

Some place, some sources said they met in a group counseling session.

Yeah.

And some sources say, we know they lived in the same apartment complex, but some sources say that the ex-girlfriend introduced them.

Then some people say they met in the complex.

And then some people say

they met at a counseling session.

So I'm not sure.

But they started dating and everything like that.

She,

Patricia, was under the care of the Huron County Human Services Agency and was classified as, quote, mildly retarded is how they're official classification here.

She's very tiny, 4'10, a bucko 5.

Oh, boy.

Real small.

Fragile.

And he's 6'4, 400 pounds.

That's a

wild combo.

Between the ears slower.

Absolutely.

Oh, boy.

That's the other thing.

So a very sweet woman and everything like that.

And not actually

does a lot.

We'll talk about Patricia here.

She grew up in a trailer.

She had a tough life.

Yeah.

When you hear about her father,

something bad happened to this poor girl.

Yeah.

She grew up in a trailer near the town of Olena, Ohio.

Her sister Charlene was there with her, and her cousins live next door in the trailer.

So, you know, they had some kids around, but

their life wasn't great.

She was, Patricia was repeatedly molested as a child, and we'll talk about by who in a minute here.

Despite this,

she keeps a really upbeat spirit and is not a, she's really upbeat, and she keeps going.

Um, she'd play with her sister for hours and wouldn't be despondent or anything like that.

Uh, Patricia was shy and quiet, liked animals and dancing and music and that sort of thing.

She wanted to be in sports, but she had asthma and couldn't participate.

Yeah, so that she was sad about that.

Here, um, people say she's always uh, she likes to joke around and stuff like that.

She's shy and quiet with outsiders, comfortable with her family.

And she said that

everybody says she's a very happy person.

She loves country music.

Super into Vince Gill.

That's her man.

Loves Hearst and Vince Gill, baby.

He loves it.

He's terrific.

And she had a collection of troll dolls as well.

Yeah.

I don't know if kids know what a troll doll is.

Oh.

Do kids know what a troll doll is?

Yes, they do because Justin Timberlake was in a movie called The Trolls.

That's true.

That's true.

That's true.

That's That's true.

That was okay.

So The Trolls with the Hair.

So, yeah.

They said she's always very polite, you know, very much, you know, thank you, you're welcome, that type of person.

Very nice.

One of her cousins said she was a quiet person, but after you got to know her, she wouldn't shut up.

She loved to talk.

That's nice.

So, yeah, they grow up and they're raised by their father and grandmother.

Their mother left when the children were young,

but in recent years, when Patricia became an adult, adult she rekindled a relationship with her mother and often talked to her okay there's a reason why her mother left but i really wish her mother would have taken her fucking daughters with her as we'll find out here she never got along with her father for good reason yeah um her sister charlene said i was her only close family she told me if she ever lost me she'd be alone and she'd have no one oh christ in school um they said that she you couldn't tell that she was having trouble at home because she's so happy and cheerful you just it didn't see and some kids are like that No matter what's going on, they have that weird upbeat thing.

You know what I mean?

So I don't know if that's a,

their brain does that to compensate.

They want it to be like, I don't know.

I've met a lot of friends from high school.

They want it to be okay.

Yeah.

In the past 10 years or whatever, I've talked to a few friends from high school.

Several girls were molested.

While I was in high school, these people were being molested.

Oh, yeah, yeah, and you didn't know.

Had no fucking clue.

No clue.

I was always jealous of their lives.

They all looked so happy and they were a mess.

While in high school, they were being molested.

Yeah.

I'm glad that starts way early.

Yeah.

Because

no one just starts molesting a 15-year-old.

You've been molested since you were five.

It's been bad for a while.

That's what that is.

Yeah, that's horrifying.

Horrifying.

They said that she was good in school.

She went to Western Reserve Middle School near Narwalk, and they said she's a quiet, hard-working girl who got good grades.

That's what I mean.

She's literally medically mildly retarded, but still gets good grades because she works hard.

Yeah, and school is like a place.

She likes it.

It's safe.

It's a refuge.

No one's molesting her.

It's great.

She keeps her pants on there.

Yeah.

So the teacher said she was the nicest kid.

She almost always had a smile on her face.

She wouldn't say a nasty word to another kid.

If you could have an ideal student, Patty would be that kid.

She's got a big heart.

They said that she went to high school.

They said she was, one person said she was just a very nice girl, very sweet.

Everyone seemed to like Patty.

They said she put forth a lot of effort

in school and she tried to do her best.

She was in the E-H-O-V-E general merchandising program, e-hove, I don't know what that is,

which they said gave her a lot of self-confidence and made her more outgoing.

One of her friends said, you could just tell it was for her.

We really saw changes in her.

We really felt confident that she was going to be successful.

She loved to please people.

If you gave her any positives, she would just gleam.

Everyone really liked Patty because I'm sure she's never got that at home.

You know, one person said, if you didn't like Patty, you didn't like yourself.

Look in the mirror.

Means you hate yourself.

This is about you.

Yeah, this is about you, not her.

After high school, she began having bouts of deep depressions because it caught up to her.

I mean, that's just normal.

During the course of her treatment, she began attending meetings of an organization called the Friendship Club.

Wow, a support group for young adults with mental and emotional problems.

She made a number of new friends and gained some self-confidence.

She joined a church and started volunteering at a local clothing bank and stuff like that.

She keeps active, too.

That's the other thing.

She does not want to not do anything.

She doesn't have a job and she'll be on, you know,

disability, but she does a lot of volunteer work.

She keeps herself busy.

That's correct.

Now, 1994.

Patricia's dad gets what's fucking coming to him.

Oh.

Vernon is his name.

This utter and complete pile of fucking human shit

here.

Wow.

First of all, her grandmother, whom Patricia and Charlene were both close to, died that year.

Then her father, Vernon, was sentenced to 10 to 25 years in prison

for, quote, rape and gross sexual imposition involving two girls, seven and nine

who lived in his trailer park.

This wasn't even his daughters that he was molesting.

He was done with them.

He got caught outside of his past.

He grew up.

Yeah, they grew up.

No interest anymore.

So he looked for kids in the trailer park and molested that.

Gross Vern.

Piece of shit, this guy is in the trailer park.

In the trailer park.

So he's sent to prison.

Good.

But that's this monster is who she grew up with with no mother around.

That's horrifying.

April 21st, 1995.

She writes a journal over the years.

So you can just little things about her.

Like

that day, she talks about she really met a guy that she likes.

And, you know, she said that she couldn't stand to be without him.

And she likes him and said he's really fun and looked good in jeans and was a good kisser.

Like a teenager basically would say that.

That's some 16-year-old would write.

Oh my God, you know, this guy, he's so cute.

We were at the party and whatever the fuck.

So she wrote, I'm in heaven.

And then she

would write about stress.

She wrote about a really scary dream she had.

She dreamed her ex-boyfriend walked up to her door nude.

And

she said she wasn't attracted to him anymore.

She said he was a sex maniac and did obscene things in strange places.

She wrote, he masturbates and other stuff.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Before they broke up, I guess, he began stealing little things when he came to visit.

She eventually stopped answering the door when he came around.

And then he would call him all the time.

He would call her all the time.

She said, I think he pranks me sometimes.

So, yeah, she also wrote she was really scared of him at one point.

She wrote about like she met a girl that she liked and wanted to be friends with, and the girl didn't want to be friends with her, and she was sad, like stuff like that.

Yeah,

it's like it looks like a teenager's diary, yeah, you know, which is, you know, she's just writing it down.

So, 1999 is when she's living in the same complex as Hayward.

These are people you don't want to meet.

No, you want to keep her as far away from this guy as possible.

This is at the Firelands Village apartment complex.

So, they're both living in the complex.

They were introduced by the ex-girlfriend, I suppose.

She brought this girl to him?

Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

This is who she introduced him to, the ex-girlfriend.

This is who, I mean, your sacrificial lamb is what she's doing here this is crazy they made an odd couple obviously because she's literally a quarter of his size in weight this is it's weird like sarah and i have a big height difference but i don't weigh 500 pounds you know what i mean that would make it even look weirder but so um yeah it's interesting so uh one of bissell's former brother-in-law said of all people her look at him and look at her it's like an elephant stepping on an ant

so yeah she lived alone in her apartment they both had their own apartment.

At this point, she's volunteering for a local support group for people seeking solace or friendship, the one we talked about, volunteering at the Norwalk Salvation Army, helping at a soup kitchen, and stocking food shelves for a food bank.

God damn it.

These are all really nice things to do.

Really nice things.

An active member of her church and all that kind of shit.

So she's doing great.

She's receiving disability checks and doing all that.

Her aunt said, after she met Hayward, she said she didn't talk about him.

She was never a very good judge of character when it came to boyfriends.

So I think she knew her aunt knows that and doesn't tell her aunt about her relationships.

Now, Cheryl Jones, Bissell's ex-girlfriend, who introduced them, warned her about him.

Why'd you introduce them?

Wow.

She said, quote, he was nice in the beginning, then he got mean.

This is Jones.

I believe he could do something evil.

He is evil.

I tried to warn Patricia.

I tried to tell her he was mean and evil, and he wants to control your life.

Hayward and Patricia here, they said that he is controlling of her and sometimes borderline stalks her.

One neighbor, Joanne Bloodhart, said he controlled her every move, where she went and who she spoke with.

He would stand there and watch if she left the apartment.

If she came here, he would call.

Weird.

Yeah, real weird, I would say.

In October, I mean, he did want to give himself a shit facial.

So

this is probably right in line with that kind of behavior.

This is piss milk behavior.

Let's just say aberrant behavior all around.

So, October 99, while they're going out, he threatens a clinic in Ohio.

He calls a clinic, a mental health clinic, and said, quote, if you don't get my meds, I'll make a visit to your office and you'll be sorry you ever heard of me.

Okay.

So, he was actually getting a pain medication filled at a drugstore.

He was all fucked up and didn't realize it.

So, he called back and apologized.

He's like, I'm sorry.

No charges were filed because he apologized.

He had occasionally seen doctors at the clinic, but as a result of the threats, they told him he can't come back anymore.

Oh, you don't want to deal with that guy.

They were helping him.

He was still mad.

So December 1999, he's acting a little bit fucking weird.

Let's just say that.

A little bit weird.

He stopped by his ex-wife's brother's house.

Remember the one he was threatening, Leonard?

And Leonard said, quote, he kept saying that night, we need friends.

We need to be there for our friends.

I was like, all right, whatever, bro.

So he said, he sat at the kitchen table sipping water and occasionally talking nonsense about being on a mission.

Yeah.

Quote unquote.

An hour later, he got into his, by now he's got a Lincoln Town car.

Nice.

So he wanted that.

It's an older model, but it's like the exact one the mayor had.

It's like a big 89 Lincoln Town car.

It's hilarious.

He's like, I'll get that car someday when it's old enough to afford it.

An hour later, he got into the town car and left, saying he was going to go see his girlfriend, Patty, who lived in his apartment complex.

So that's weird.

More strange behavior here.

Very strange.

Now, she was happy at first.

Patricia was happy to be with him and that sort of thing.

He ends up giving her an engagement ring,

which she shows off.

She's excited about it, Patricia.

Now, he's not even divorced yet, by the way.

Remember that second marriage?

That's still there.

Apparently, though, she started to become fearful of him over December, especially of 1999.

One of the neighbors said he would yell at her and hit her for the slightest thing and increasingly talk about being on a mission from God.

Oh boy.

The neighbor urged her to leave him, but she said she couldn't.

She said he'll hurt me.

Her sister, Charlene, Patty's sister Charlene, said that she had an engagement ring and talked about marriage plans, but she wasn't sure about it.

She said about Hayward, he was very controlling and possessive from what she told me, So controlling that he demanded Patricia use all her money to pay off her bills.

She had no cash left to buy Christmas presents for her family.

So Patricia also talked about how Hayward had precise orders on how to wash dishes and do his laundry.

Oh, do it yourself, fat ass.

There you go.

A real easy fucking explanation for that.

Yeah.

That's the work, motherfucker.

There's the fucking sink.

Knock yourself out.

He wouldn't let her go anywhere, she said.

He would only give her so much time to do something.

I guess if she didn't get back at time, on time, she would be very upset.

The sister said she would, you know, tried to prod Patricia to consider, you know, maybe ending this relationship.

I guess Patricia broke up with him once, but then later told her sister that she was afraid of hurting his feelings.

Oh, she didn't want to hurt his feelings because he's a nice guy.

So Patricia seemed torn about the relationship, basically.

They're going to, for the last two weeks of

1999, they're going to break up and get back together like five times.

Really?

She's going to leave him,

and then she'll take him back because he talks her into it.

And yeah.

Another neighbor here said that Patricia was more than just a good friend and a neighbor.

She said, Patty was like a daughter to me.

Patty was five weeks pregnant.

What?

We find that out in January coming up.

She said that she didn't believe that Patricia was willing, was

having a good time here in this relationship.

This woman said, I was going to help her raise the child.

Really?

Then she said she didn't like to be too far away from me.

This lady seems to have a pretty exalted opinion of herself.

So, yeah, she said that all he'd do is scream at her and watch her out the front window.

So they broke up before Christmas.

Patricia told her sister that after that, that she was engaged to him again, though, and that they made up.

So she also said that Hayward was upset with her because she didn't have any money left to buy Christmas presents, even though he was the one who told her to spend all the money.

Patricia complained earlier that Hayward was too possessive and all that kind of thing.

So January 13th, 2000, Patricia gives the ring back and breaks up with him.

She's done.

She's done.

Began going back to the friendship club.

Okay.

And also she does Avon sales.

Oh, yeah.

That's what she does.

Now, at a meeting on January 13th,

an Avon meeting, she told a friend that during the time she was apart from Hayward, she had dated a young man she met at the club and said that she had fallen in love with him.

Oh, but despite that, she reconciled with Hayward a week later, even though she was in love.

She's very much in love one day and in love with somebody else, like a like a teenager.

During the first few days they were apart, a friend persuaded Patricia to stay with her for a while because Hayward had threatened Patricia, saying she was going to die and he was supposed to kill her.

Oh my God.

You know, the voices and all.

January 16th, 2000, Hayward talks to his aunt and tells her that he didn't have any friends.

He tells her, quote, an angel is talking to me.

Great.

He told his aunt about getting engaged and said that he and Patty had broken up on Christmas, but that Patty had given him back the ring.

And then

he said she gave him back the ring and then wanted to make love, was his quote.

Hayward's aunt didn't put a great deal of stock in any of this because she said he lies all the time and he's crazy.

So according to him, his balls are drained.

They're drained.

Yeah.

On one occasion, he took her credit card and ran up over $5,000 of a bill on on his aunt's credit card.

What?

Yeah.

For years, she served as his power of attorney.

This is that lady and kept all of his paperwork and stuff.

In the summer of 99, he came to her home and took all of his papers with him and carried them away.

You're not my fucking person anymore.

He had a history of telling his aunt wild stories that were crazy.

He said a disc was planted in his head on which he received secret transmissions from unnamed, mysterious sources.

He also claimed that Paul Newman was his father.

I like that.

You can just take, yeah, just take a bottle of the Caesars.

It's my dad's.

It's fine.

He doesn't mind.

Just take it.

Take that a jar of the Alfredo sauce, too.

Let's do that.

Yeah.

That's so funny.

Paul Newman.

Mr.

Slapshot.

Pulls that out of his ass.

Paul Newman.

He also said he was an agent for the Secret Service.

Yeah.

That's fucking funny.

My balls are drained against my will.

All the time.

Drained, but it's just an empty sack.

It's like a raisin, basically.

It's been sun-dried.

but the way to extract it is by uh getting blowjobs or or you know some sort of some sort of sexual release that's that would be great government does it by satellite nowadays jimmy that's just how they do it it's much easier that way he's got floppy disk wi-fi too that's all it is that's funny three and a half got a three and a half inch hard dry hard disc up there one of those plastic ones from the 90s

So they said that the aunt said she never thought that she would get a straight answer out of him.

So she asked him as few questions as possible because she didn't want to hear the answers, basically.

She said, I've helped him with food and kept his clothes washed, but I've never let him stay with me.

He's big and stout, and at times he could bring harm if he wanted to, but he never threatened me.

I've tried to keep him with the counseling center at Norwalk, but he got so he wouldn't go anymore.

January 20th, 2000, he visits the Norwalk Police Department, Hayward does, and talks to Sergeant David Light, who had befriended him.

He's one of those, see, this is smart.

This is what I do when I would like work at a job and pick out the person most likely to shoot everybody.

I'll make friends with you.

That's what I do every time.

And that's what this guy said.

He's the craziest fucking town.

When he's running amok, I'm going to come up and go, Hayward.

And he's going to go, buddy, and everything will be fine.

He's not going to murder me.

That's great.

As long, Johnson.

Yeah.

At the police station.

Yeah, come on, bud.

He said that he befriended him on several occasions and said that he had been to a veterans medical facility in Cleveland a few days earlier.

This is what Hayward told him.

And that a doctor there had taken him off some medication he'd been taking.

He complained of not feeling well and having pain in one of his legs.

And so the cop told Hayward that he would contact the doctor for him and stop by his apartment the following day to see what happened.

I'll talk to him for you, which is full service police force, I would say.

They're getting medical records?

Not records.

Try to talk to him about his medication.

That seems above and beyond the call of duty here.

When called, the doctor confirmed that he had decided to let Bissell stop taking some of his medication, but he said that if he wasn't feeling well, he should start taking it again.

He's having like withdrawal.

When the officer went to Bissell's apartment to tell him, he came to the door and said he had company and was busy in the bedroom.

Could you leave right now?

I'm banging abroad in here.

I got company.

I'm busy in the bedroom.

Busy in the bedroom.

You know what that means.

Yeah.

And he thanked the cop and said, I'll be fine.

Have a go.

Pussy will cure me.

It's fine.

I'll come by from Maple Bars too.

Later, but now I'm doing real well.

The medications he was told to continue taking included pain prescriptions, an antibiotic, a drug for diabetes,

and Xanax to be taken twice daily.

Two Xannies a day.

Chill the fuck out.

No shit.

The prescriptions the doctor had decided to let him discontinue.

Now, those are the ones that he should be taking.

The ones that he let him discontinue, all of which had to be taken three times a day, were Haldol.

What?

Yeah.

It's an antipsychotic.

Yep.

Cogentin and Prozac.

These are all...

And you're not supposed to stop Prozac immediately.

You got to wean off of that because it's got a half-life on it and it'll fuck you all up.

So that's not good.

Okay, so that's not good.

Now, January 21st, 2000, Patty began to suspect she might be pregnant.

So she went to a medical clinic and got testing for the results, and she's pregnant.

Indeed.

So she thought she wanted to be pregnant.

She wanted a baby, actually.

She was happy and excited to find out that she was having a baby and made plans to come back the following week to begin counseling sessions on parenting and self-care.

God damn it.

She doesn't know how to do this.

So she also told several friends and her sister that this is great and that, you know, she's pregnant with Hayward's baby and he's thrilled about it.

And the sister said Patty was thrilled about it.

And that

she said that Bissell said he was happy about it and all that kind of thing.

Wow.

Now,

she said that the sister said she didn't tell me about any plans to take a trip to Florida that weekend.

Okay.

And she also said that wasn't like her not to tell me if she had plans.

I don't think she, I'm not, no, I don't know if she went with him of her own free will.

Okay.

Okay.

Now, January 22nd, 2000, 3 a.m.

Yeah.

Okay.

Bissell's cousins, Bissell's, a cousin of Bissell's ex-wife

had an interesting visit from Hayward in the middle of the night.

This person hadn't seen Hayward in six or seven years.

And he showed up at 3 o'clock in the morning.

Giant crazy guy.

The cousin said that during this visit, which lasted about an hour and a half,

Bissell told this guy the government and police had planted a bug in his head to make him do weird stuff.

He said they wanted him to murder someone and he wouldn't do it.

And he was hearing voices.

Great.

So I'm going to get back to bed now.

Can this wait till seven?

Wow.

At least.

I'll meet you down at the mental hospital.

I'll meet you at the old facility.

Wow.

So in this statement to police, the man said that

Hayward also told him,

I have great demonic powers.

Oh.

But David Light and Mike Ruggles, those are his top friends that are nice to him, are trying to take them away from me.

Mike Ruggles.

He said the voices in his head were caused by the pills he was taking, and that he didn't want to do anything to hurt anybody.

He next said that a female relative had molested him as a child and tried to blame that for all of this.

But no one ever,

we don't even know if that actually happened.

So they went on to say that that Hayward had mentioned that his girlfriend Patty was pregnant and that they broken up, but he also said they were getting married.

And he did give her a ring.

So he was very intense, they said, the whole time, but never mentioned about leaving for Florida, which they're going to do in like a few hours.

Oh, boy.

Which is weird.

That's strange.

She said he mainly talked about what the cops were doing and hearing voices.

I went along with everything he said.

I didn't think he was whacked out enough to do anything.

I just thought he was talking to be talking.

Okay.

I don't know.

Voices.

And when I hear voices, that's when it's time to do something.

Yeah.

Voices are the, that's where you're broken with reality.

No, how at all?

Okay.

That's like even like legally,

that's like a legal standard.

Really?

Like if you kill somebody and you have, you know, mental, if you're hearing voices, that's, that's delusional.

That's the, that's the, that's the point you're looking for of delusion.

So people will make that up a lot.

So

they take off that morning to go to Florida, Hayward and Patty.

Yeah.

They're going to Winter Haven, Florida to visit his parents.

Okay.

I don't know if he wants to show off his new future bride and his future baby or what.

Now, he told his parents that he was coming.

So they knew he was coming.

They had only seen him once in the last five years.

Really?

Yeah.

Now,

Patty, like I said, Patty had told her friends that he was pleased about

the pregnancy, but also told her friends that she didn't intend to marry him.

Oh.

And that

she did not want to go to Florida with him to visit his parents.

He'd been pressuring to go, she said, but she intended to break off the relationship and didn't want to do that.

But, you know, that doesn't matter because then she went and left anyway.

So, yeah, he talked her into taking a ride overnight.

Yeah.

And he later said she didn't know she was going to Florida.

No?

No, because she left only with her coat and purse.

Oh, boy.

And he didn't take any luggage either.

So these are two people that didn't even bring anything for the goddamn ride, which is really weird here.

She took a purse and coat and no extra clothes or personal items or anything like that.

All he had

was in his pockets, which are a few bucks and two really long, sharp knives

hidden in the back seat there.

So

they left.

They got as far south as Chattanooga, which is about an hour and a half from Somerville, as we know, and spent the night

in the parking lot of a motel.

Not in the motel, in the car in the parking lot because they couldn't afford the motel.

Wouldn't it be nice if we could just go in there?

Yeah.

Get some sleep, honey.

Well, let's just look at it and think longingly.

Hey, son says they got HBO.

What do you think's on right now?

What is it, 99?

Is it a new episode of The Sopranos on this weekend?

Shit, let's see what Carmel and Tony are up to.

I'll be interested.

Now,

a frigid freezing rain is there's a big winter storm heading into this area that's going to drop ice on the area.

If you have ever lived anywhere with ice, you know when ice comes down, that's when it's a disaster.

That's when power lines and trees come down.

Trees fall so easy.

Snow is light, ice is heavy.

It's one of those things.

So, you know, get hit in the face of the snowball compared to an ice ball.

It's It's a little different.

So it's going to be miserable.

And they spent a cold, miserable night in the car because it's freezing and there's freezing rain coming down.

They only had a few dollars in cash.

He knew he had to get some money here.

So the weather's getting nastier and nastier.

He heads south on the interstate.

They crossed the line from Tennessee into Georgia.

And he needed money for fuel and food.

So he started to look for an exit where he said he wanted to find an ATM or a Western Union.

And eventually he left the interstate heading in the direction of Somerville and Treyon, Georgia.

Now,

real bad weather.

It's a Sunday morning.

This is like, it's Sunday morning in Georgia.

No one's going to church.

That's how bad of a fucking weather it is.

Everyone's literally hunkering down for days of no electricity.

So like people are getting food ready and stuff like that.

Wood.

Yeah, wood, food, everything.

He ended up, they end up in Somerville, Georgia, where they pull into a Burger King's drive-thru at about 7.30 a.m.

He gets two cups of coffee and breakfast biscuits and pulls up to the window and talks to the woman in the window.

They get their coffee and everything like that.

He said, I hear y'all have a big trade day around here.

Seems to be a sporting goods store from what I can gather here.

She said, we have one, but it's not open on Sundays, only Tuesday through Saturday.

He said, can you buy weapons, guns, and knives and stuff at the trade day?

And she said, I don't think that they sell them up there, but you could probably get some at a pawn shop.

And he shook his head and he said, That takes too long.

How do you get to the I-59 flea market over in Alabama?

It is a fucking freezing rainstorm.

There's no flea market going on today.

Get your biscuits out of here.

Take a hike.

So she told him, I don't fucking know.

I'm the Burger King lady.

My first guess would be I-59.

I make $5.15 an hour at this point.

You can say it's on the interstate, right?

Maybe get on the interstate.

Get over there.

Get going.

So I guess that he pulled out and followed Highway 48 after that.

So she said, when you get to the top of the mountain, someone at the store up there will be able to tell you how to get to the guy.

Just go to the top of a mountain and find a store.

You're on a quest for the top of a mountain.

Ask them.

This is like, you know, you're going to see a Torino with no wheels on it.

Inside that Torino is my cousin, Jack.

I ain't even from around here.

Everyone's outside of Chicago.

So

Patty was sitting there all huddled up and the Burger King lady said, do you need that coffee to wake you up?

And she said, I need something to wake me up this morning.

The woman said that Patty looked very tired and frail.

Yeah, she just slept in a motel parking lot in a car.

So they paid for everything they pull out.

They turned left toward Tryon, Georgia,

instead of going to the right, which is the way the lady told him to go.

So that's interesting.

He drove through the town's intersections and went, saw the Chattooga County courthouse and all that kind of shit.

He drove around aimlessly for a while before seeing a car.

He started following a woman driving a green Nissan Maxima as she drove through town into a residential area.

Okay.

He followed her closely, keeping pace with her as she sped up to not be bumper-to-bumper with this guy.

When she turned into her driveway, he pulled in directly behind her.

In her driveway?

In her driveway, and watched her as she got out of the car and went into the house.

and stayed in the car.

She went in, closed the door, then opened it back up and screamed, can I help you?

Yeah.

What the fuck?

What do do you want, weirdo?

So he didn't answer.

So she asked a second time, do you need help?

And he leaned out of the car and said, we're lost.

Then got back into the car and closed the door.

Yeah.

Which is fucking ridiculous.

January 23rd, 2000.

This is this day, the 22nd, next day.

They slept and did all that.

By mid-afternoon,

it is really getting nasty.

It's in DeKalb County, Alabama here.

Okay.

Fallen trees are everywhere.

Power lines are about to pop.

Everybody's expecting the worst for the next few days.

And yeah, there's a mountain resort town called Mentone or Menton or M-E-N-T-O-N-E.

Mentone is how it looks like, but who knows?

Who knows?

I'm sorry down there.

It's Minton.

Yeah.

You go, how do you spell that?

I don't know.

Minton.

Sound it up, motherfucker.

Yeah, Minton.

I don't know.

Tons of mints.

So they said a quaint village situated at the highest point in the county, expected to have some problems with the storm.

It's a quiet little town.

So

10.30 a.m., two women who live farther down the road from the lady he freaked out here decided to walk up the road and look at storm damage.

So they're walking up and they see the Lincoln stopped in the road with its emergency flashers on.

Oh.

Got his hazards on.

So

the one woman said, let's ask those people if they need some help.

And at first they didn't answer.

It's him and Patty in the car.

They just sit there silently while they're asked.

Then he rolled the window down and told her he didn't need any help.

He was, quote, letting his transmission cool down.

Letting it cool down while it's running.

I've never heard of a transmission cooling.

Have you?

They don't have fans.

It's not a thing.

I've heard of a...

I mean, if you're going uphill, that thing will get some overhead.

I've never, you know, radiator or something like that.

I'm letting the transmission cool down.

Yeah, unless you had like a five-ton load behind you and you were coming down a fucking mountain and had to downshift the whole way and all that.

Then you might need to let it cool if you're in in an 80.

You've barely even got a temperature gauge on your transmission.

I think a Lincoln Town car isn't really

the tranny usually isn't what gets hot.

So they said he was described as being a large man with dark hair.

Yeah.

And they could see the woman in the passenger seat.

She had dark hair and glasses and was wearing a blue coat, she said.

Her face was red like she'd been crying.

She said she was standing by the passenger side window and noticed the woman appeared to have been crying and looked as if she was very upset.

As they began to walk back toward their home, this isn't in Mentone yet.

This is on the way, still in Georgia.

As they began to walk back to their home, the Lincoln pulled into a driveway and both women noticed the Ohio license plates because we're in northwest Georgia.

That's weird.

So

Rhee and Donald Perch, okay, or Rhea and Donald Perch.

Rhea is 39 and her husband Donald's 52.

Yeah.

Okay.

They were driving.

slowly to get to their home in Mentone because they had been to Atlanta going to the Norman Rockwell exhibit at the High Museum of Art.

So they're driving home.

It's a rainstorm, and they're stopping to visit relatives in central Alabama when the storm began.

So they're like, oh, shit, this is bad.

I guess this is, they've had some tough time.

Donald had broken three ribs in an accident

just

45 minutes into his first day of work

on New Year's Day.

And he's still recuperating.

So Rhea is driving the truck because it hurts him to drive the pickup truck.

So they're going very slow on icy, icy roads and making sure to look out for down power lines and shit.

I mean, it's dangerous.

So they were talking about if there's fallen trees blocking the road, where are they going to go?

They're saying that we're not going to be able to find a motel room because people are going to be looking for those.

So they out of nowhere, they feel, bang, they got hit from behind by something.

So they turn around and they assume the big car that was following them had hit an icy patch and couldn't slow down and bashed into them from the backs.

They're like, oh, God damn it.

They pull over to the side of the road, County Road 641, and Rhea looks into the rearview mirror and sees a light-colored Lincoln older model following her into the turn and slowing down behind them like you would do if you bumped into someone by accident.

She stops the truck.

Don gets out of the passenger side of the pickup.

He is, you know, a little bit stiff, moving around.

He doesn't want to fall into the ditch, so he didn't go around to the rear of the truck to check for damage.

Instead, he walked around the front to flag the driver of the Lincoln down.

And Rhea opened the driver's door and started to get out when Don said, Don stopped her.

And Donald said, hand me the insurance card and paperwork out of the glove box.

I'll exchange information with the guy.

Just stay in the car.

Don't worry about it.

She got back in the truck, got all the shit, gave it to him, you know, everything like that.

Just at that moment,

she heard a crunch.

Oh.

She heard Don shout.

So she thought, oh my God, he hit the car again, this fucking guy.

He couldn't stop.

This is crazy.

And she thought that Don was yelling at the driver to stop.

When she looked up, she saw Don

hanging off the hood of the Lincoln, holding on to the windshield wipers while

screaming, stop while the car is going faster and faster away.

Oh my God.

Yeah, this is fucking crazy.

It's nuts.

He and he floors it, too.

I mean, this is Hayward floors it.

So the car,

it's crazy, basically.

He got out, stand next to the car.

Hayward just ran him over and knocked him onto the hood.

This guy, rather than fall off, held on to the windshield wipers so he wouldn't fall off.

So he said he started to fall off the hood, and that's when he, you know, he didn't want to be dragged underneath the car.

So he kept holding on for dear life here.

Screaming, I've got broken ribs.

Stop, stop, stop.

No time for that shit.

Yeah, I got broken a lot of shit now.

So he said that his fingers were, you know, losing their grip.

Yeah.

He said, oh my God, this is fucked.

At least it's a big flat hood.

Lincoln's a big, I mean, you could put.

It's a king-size bed.

That's what I mean.

You could have an orgy up on that thing.

So he said he, as the guy's going faster, Donald felt his boots strike against the bumper.

So he got a foothold and used that leverage to fire himself up farther.

So he pulled himself up and he's like looking at Haley

in the eye.

He said he's face to face with him and he said he's staring directly at him, but he said all I could see is his eyes.

He said he can, this is from Donald.

He continued to accelerate faster and faster.

I was yelling, why why are you doing this?

He said, I thought this was a road rage at first.

Then I saw his face, and all I could see was madness.

He had this mad, insane look.

I knew I was in trouble, and I prayed he wouldn't put on the brakes and drive over me.

Yeah.

Fair.

He dragged him for more than 200 yards.

He said, I'll never forget that look.

He looked me right in the eyes and then flipped me the finger,

which is amazing.

Get off my car.

Wow.

Fuck you.

I'm going to kill you.

So that's wild shit here.

It had hit him in the legs, which shot him up onto the hood, luckily.

He said, though, later on, he said, I was two feet from his face yelling, stop, stop.

Why are you doing this?

And at first, I thought he was just mad, but then I saw he was a mad man.

Anyway, what ends up going on here is he can't jump off because they're flying, so he doesn't know what to do.

He said, I hope at least he'd slow down at one point.

Now, meanwhile, the wife is seeing this happen.

She gets in the car and starts flying.

Oh, wow.

It's like, holy shit, what's going on here?

What the fuck, man?

Help me here.

So it didn't stop.

It kept speeding down the road and disappeared over a hill.

So she went after, not in the car, she's running.

Oh.

So

he was afraid that they might, and Don was saying he thought maybe this guy's going to turn around and go run his wife over, too.

So what ends up happening at one point, Hayward just flicks the car

to the side and shoots Don off the hood into a ditch.

I mean, tumbling.

It's bad.

It's real bad.

So he's in a ditch and that's what's going on.

And so this is fucking crazy.

Saved his life, though.

Yeah, I guess.

So he continues to flee as Rhea is now in the ditch trying to get her husband out of the ditch.

He's got broken legs, a shattered knee, two broken wrists.

He's all fucked up in the ditch, including his broken ribs.

But she's trying to help him out.

And this is a great quote from Donald.

He said, quote, I told Rhea to stop helping me and go to the highway and get some goddamn help.

Quit fucking with me and go get a goddamn cough at an ambulance.

What the fuck are you doing?

You don't have medicine.

Get out of here.

Get out of here.

So she returned and ran back toward the highway as fast as she could.

So

Hayward turns onto another road here, Road 641, when he pulls into the driveway of James Pumphrey.

Now, Pumphrey's, Pumphreys, I think, with a

plural.

No, Pumphrey, single Pumphrey.

Him and his wife, Sue, live in a mobile home.

Those are plural Pumphreys.

Yeah, Pumphreys, the two of them.

They're two single pumpries together performing a plural pumprey so they they live at the end of county road 641 on the outskirts of mentone and now they have like all gas they do this on purpose they have all gas shit so when the power goes out they'll be okay because this happens all the time they always had they had tons of food they stored in large freezers in case of emergencies and they would cook for all their neighbors really because they were like one of the only people who had all this shit so yeah they would cook also for the rescue squad workers and road crews because they're just out pulling people out of the road constantly So they would do that.

They spent all day cooking meals for neighboring families.

Wow.

That's what they're doing all day.

They don't have any kids or anything like that.

So they have time.

Fun.

This is what you have time to do when you don't have kids.

You can cook for the entire neighborhood or

one small child and not with a smile.

So

yeah, they have no children or anything like that.

There's kids next door and they want to make sure they have food.

He's been cooking all day, James Pumphrey, and helping his neighbors and doing nice things here.

Earlier in the day, they loaded up their truck with several large plastic tanks and bottles, which they filled with spring water and hauled that so everybody in the neighborhood would have water too.

Pretty amazing.

After dinner, James is standing at the sink washing dishes, looking out the kitchen window, and he realized there's a car sitting across the road in the gate to his neighbor's pasture.

Is it a Lincoln?

It's a big Lincoln.

And the trunk lid was raised and had been left up, and he sees a big man walking up the road toward his house.

Okay.

So they have chocolate labs, these two.

So they barked, and the guy just kept walking.

He said the dogs have never shown aggression toward anybody in their life, and they immediately started growling and snapping at him.

Yeah, they can tell crazy when they see it.

So the hair on the back of their neck stand up and all that kind of shit.

So this guy, James figured this guy's.

must have crashed his car in a patch of ice.

So, you know, he said, oh, shit, let me go out there.

So he steps out onto the porch and he said, hey, you need any help?

And he sees the dogs go toward him.

And he watches his female dog jump up and snap at the guy's head.

And he's like, oh, shit.

And

the guy looked like he punched back at the dog.

So James thought perhaps the dog bit the man.

So he said, Are you, did my dogs bite you?

What's going on here?

So he turned around and looked on the porch behind him, trying to see what happened to his dog.

And when he turned around, Hayward's right in front of him, standing on the bottom step.

Without any word or warning, he reaches up and stabs James in the abdomen with a large sharp knife.

Oh my god.

So yeah, he's got it now.

Just no warning.

Nope, just stabbed in the stomach and he never saw the knife

or anything.

This guy was standing there.

Next thing you know, he was stabbed in the stomach.

He wasn't looking.

He was looking at the guy in the eye and didn't even.

He thought he needed help.

This guy was helping people all day.

So he's like, oh, another person to help.

He didn't expect this guy would stab him.

So this is crazy.

He didn't realize anything was going on.

So he said he didn't even know he was stabbed in the stomach until he noticed there's blood gushing from his stomach.

And he was like, oh, shit.

so he staggered back inside the door

and fucking Hayward follows him on the porch trying to stab him yeah and at that point he try he also goes after the dogs and we'll talk about that for a second here now James tells his wife Sue whatever you do don't open that door I've been stabbed yeah so before they could close the door and lock it they read Hayward reaches inside and grabs Sue oh think about that inside the door his big arm comes in and just grabs her by the collar.

After he's been stabbed.

Yeah.

And tries to pull her outside the door.

So as he's holding on to her one hand with one hand, the dogs are still attacking him outside.

So the dogs are biting and biting.

He starts stabbing the dogs.

Oh, shit.

So, yeah.

So Sue screams, don't do that to my dogs.

But he kept pulling her through the doorway.

Oh, my God.

And Sue was like, oh, shit.

So Sue said, I'll never forget his face and I'll never forget his eyes.

That's what caught my attention.

With everything going on so quickly, his eyes were just unreal.

It was like he didn't have a soul So she's trying to fight her way free and the dogs are biting him luckily for her Yeah, and he is attacking the dogs and stab he'll kill both dogs by the way of course he does which is fucking horrible one stab one will kill a dog Yeah, yeah, he's attacking these it's horrifying, but I mean they're doing their jobs They're protecting their fucking owners, which is great dogs at least running running uh these are top-notch dogs distraction.

Yeah, they're really let literally letting her get away.

So, um yeah this is all going on and uh so sue here um tries to get out she ends up because of this is able to get his hand off of her and close and lock the door nice so they manage to go into the bedroom where they have a rifle and a shotgun nice so they get the 22 rifle off the gun rack uh gun rack here at the time They get it off, they accidentally fire a round off,

which hits the freezer in the next room by accident.

Now, that at least you hear a gunshot.

Oh shit, they have a gun in there.

It might have been a smart movie and that was an accident.

Through the kitchen window, they saw that he was done with the dogs and was heading around to the back of the trailer.

He's coming.

Wow.

He's coming.

So he was looking for a way to get inside.

So

Sue's trying to help James stand up and hold the rifle.

Yeah.

And they both see the stab wound and he's got, you know, it's bad.

It's deep.

So they got to get to the back door before he gets in and they have the rifle.

So they get onto the back porch and he comes around the corner and they, Sue raises the rifle and points it at him.

Yeah.

And says, she said it took him and me both to hold up that gun, meaning

her and her husband.

He went down to his knees and I had to help him.

So James said to the intruder, you take another step and I'll kill you.

Yeah.

So Hayward just keeps coming.

Oh.

So he tries to fire another round, but.

it jammed.

Oh, my God.

He said he's had the gun for years.

It's never jammed once.

What a day.

First time.

It fired once today, and never again.

So

he didn't realize it misfired, apparently.

He saw the weapon and realized, oh, shitty, they are going to shoot me.

And he then said, don't shoot me.

I'm leaving.

So he turned around and ran back down the driveway across the road to his car.

So then they heard the car's engine roar away and they were like, holy shit.

James said, if I had the shotgun down off the rack, I would have killed him.

But I got the 22 instead.

It had never jammed before, not one time since I've had it, that that gun jammed and I've shot it hundreds of times wow the way I look at it the Lord didn't want did the Lord did it because he didn't want that man's blood on my hands

wow

you got your own blood on your hands though this guy almost had both of their blood on his hands so he was quickly going into shock at this point too so um yeah he they cross the yard they get into the truck to go get help yeah he didn't realize he was blank blacking out here and there as well by the way because he's losing blood.

They start driving down Highway 117.

She's trying to keep him awake.

And

they managed to get

the truck stop.

They saw a group of people and several vehicles pulled over on the side of the roads.

They were like, awesome.

She said, somebody help me.

James has been stabbed.

I need help.

She screams out of the truck.

She didn't know that

this was his.

The guy that she just met.

This was the Donald and Rhea's accident scene that everybody was around.

It was Donald in a ditch.

She had no idea.

So this is fucked up.

So,

yeah,

this is wild.

So back to the Pritches, by the way, the people who were hit and run over and all that kind of thing here.

This is fucking crazy.

There's a guy who basically has a tractor and he drives up and down Highway 117 looking for people

to help

during an ice day.

This whole community.

They're all there.

It's a small town.

They all know each other.

They all help each other.

It's real tiny up there.

So yeah, along, he's driving up and down the highways.

This is what Rhea Perch saw this guy coming.

So she was like, oh my God, thank you.

Great.

So

he was like, this guy pulled over with his tractor.

He's like, holy shit, you've been intentionally run down.

This is crazy.

So Walter, the guy with the tractor, ran over to one of the nearby homes where he knew the residents had a rescue squad radio and could summon help, even though the phone lines were down.

So within a matter of minutes, volunteers from the Lookout Mountain Rescue Squad had been receiving reports of hit and runs and all that kind of shit.

So Walter started back to help Don and Rhea in the ditch.

Okay, there's a guy named James McCrary who had driven into Mentone to pick up a generator and was returning home when Rhea flagged him down.

Don't still in the ditch over here and all this type of shit.

So yeah, there's also an ambulance on the way.

A young couple from Fort Payne had driven up to Mentone to check out a friend and

they turned and helped here.

They noticed, as they turned around to leave, they noticed what appeared to be a silver-colored car with its trunk lid raised backed in beside the pond pasture across from their friend's driveway.

That was by

the Pumphrey house there.

So as they drove their jeep back toward the main highway, they saw Rhea and James on the side of the road.

kneeling over Don in the ditch.

So they stopped to see what happened and

they gave the guy a blanket they had in the Jeep.

So Rhea told them about the hit and run, and Don said he'd been run down by a big light-colored car.

So they asked, can you go somewhere and call 911, please?

So the couple went for help.

They realized the car they just saw parked probably was that car

there.

That makes sense.

So they found a phone, they called 911, and they went back to tell everybody that they had seen the car.

They called 911.

So the guy stops and gets out, the James McCrary guy gets out, joins the group of people that are on the side of the road to help Don.

And

the rescue squad started to bring responders here.

So people are, all sorts of people on the side of the road.

He parked his tractor on the side of the road to wait for the ambulance.

Rhea's wondering how much longer it's going to take.

The husband's in a ditch,

fucking broken in pieces, freezing and shivering with freezing rain and ice falling down on him.

It's just at that time.

That she began to scream because the Lincoln came back.

Oh, there it is.

There it is.

And is heading straight for the crowd of people.

Oh, my God.

He's back again, trying to kill all of them again.

So Rhea thought, this can't be fucking happened.

What is happening right now?

What did we do to this guy?

The car sped up, approached, and the driver, the Lincoln smashed full force into the tractor, bashed into the tractor.

Everybody scattered.

It's crazy.

It's wild shit.

So

they said the guy popped back up from behind the steering wheel and backed the Lincoln up several yards, then aimed the car toward the group of people now.

And so

they were all trying to shield Don.

Crazy shit.

So he takes off and drives right at him, but then swerves back onto the road without hitting any of them.

Just scares the shit out of them and then races down Highway 117.

Okay.

Because he had just stabbed somebody.

So, wow, hit them,

hit them, went after him again, stabbed a guy, then said, let me run these people over one more time.

This is fucking crazy.

So rescue workers had already reported the first hit and run, and now they're talking to the radios.

Everyone's like, what is going on right now?

What's happening?

So they said that it looks like the car is heading toward Mentone down an icy mountain road heading into Hammondsville or Hammondville.

So he does that.

The Mentone police chief, Jeff Bain, had been notified by this accident here and on Country Road 641 when he saw the Lincoln headed toward town.

So he reported its travel of direction to the dispatcher and decided to continue on to the roadside where people are waiting for the ambulance here.

When the bystanders gave him the town car's tag number, told him about the driver's intentional attempt to run them down, a small tan Ford Ranger pulls up.

That's when Sue sees the crowd of people and gets out and goes, you got to help James.

This is all coming together here.

So Sue, you know, knew they said it's got to be the same guy.

This is fucking crazy here.

So yeah, the officer here, the main guy, reporting everything on the radio.

There's been a stabbing, there's been a killing, the dogs have been killed, and people ran these people over, all this type of shit.

So, the chief here, this is Chief Busby.

It's about 4 p.m.

And Chief Busby is out just basically, you know, he's the chief of police, but on a night like this, there's not a lot of crime.

This is just a rescue night.

It's basically he's going to be pulling cars out of ditches and shit all night long.

So, he took off, didn't even bring his gun.

No.

Didn't even bring his gun with him.

He just took a gun.

I don't know.

Did that?

Don't do that.

So the Chiefs patrol car radio is blaring the, you know, be on the lookout for this car.

So according to a 911 dispatcher, older model Lincoln Town car had been involved in all this.

So Busby turns his car toward the mountain and heads up to Highway 117.

But before he gets to the top of it, here comes the Lincoln coming downhill at him.

So he fucking flips a UE,

gets behind him, screaming into the radio for backup because he doesn't have his gun.

This is not good.

I'm ill-prepared.

Not prepared for this shit.

So now they're chasing him at this point.

So Mentone Police Chief Johnny Ferguson and Valley Head Assistant Chief Wayne Wooten make it to the intersection of U.S.

Highway 11 and Alabama 117 and throw a roadblock into place just as the Lincoln comes barreling through,

which he doesn't seem like he's much for stopping at this point.

The car reaches the crossroads here, and the one police officer, Ferguson, cut in front of the car and the other car car swerved into place behind it.

So they basically made a two-car barrier that you're not going to get through.

You might hit it, but you're not going to get through it.

So they do that.

They stop the car.

The Wooten guy jumps out of the car and approaches the Lincoln with his gun drawn.

That's going to get you.

I'll shoot you if you want it.

Now, at this point, you got a deadly weapon.

If you're going to run into him, I'm going to shoot you.

The

Hayward starts revving the engine like he's going to take off, which is not great.

So this guy stood firm, held his gun, and said, Don't fucking do it, dude.

I'll fucking shoot you.

So, at that point, the other cop comes to the driver's side with his weapon drawn.

So, he's got two guns on him, one from the front, one from the side.

He's brief, screwed now.

Where are you going to go?

So, at this point, he said, All right, fine, he stopped.

Okay,

offers no resistance.

The Ferguson guy opens the car door, pulls him out by his shirt, which he'd have to want to come out because he weighs 400 pounds.

Yeah, pulls him out by his fucking quadruple X.

Yeah,

so um from by his big dog gear or whatever the fuck he was wearing um so at that point he gets out of the car but he forgot to put in park oh no so the car starts rolling rolls over Hayward's ankle

they said he never even never

didn't even flinch didn't bother him so it didn't make a sound didn't even say ouch didn't go hey that ran over my didn't notice it oh my didn't even notice it so it began to speed up in its forward roll so the wooten guy the first cop who jumped in front of it, he chases after the car, jumps in it

and jumps in the driver's seat, flips the gear shift in the park and shuts off the engine.

Okay.

He looks over and set and notices that he basically sat right next to, almost on top of, a large bloody knife.

Oh, like, uh-oh.

So he gets away from the knife and then notices that someone else is in the car, notices the passenger seat.

He says, step out of the car, but then stops because he said the stench of blood was overpowering.

Oh, boy.

and he saw that the passenger's left arm which lay close to him on the front seat didn't have a hand on it oh jesus had a freshly severed hand it was at the at the wrist and was lying on the floorboard

cut a hand off along with what appeared to be several internal organs oh jesus so he goes holy shit looks at her at the person in the passenger seat he said it's a either a young girl or a small woman had her seatbelt fastened and her clothing rearranged over a gaping hole in her chest where her heart had been cut out.

Good Lord.

He fucking buttoned her blouse back up, put a seatbelt on her like weekend to Bernie's and fucking...

Yeah, this whole time he's been doing this, this is what he's had in the car.

Oh, my God.

Her throat was cut from ear to ear.

Her heart and liver had been cut out.

Her eyes had been taken out.

What the hell?

No eyeballs.

And her right leg had been cut off at the knee.

What?

And was on the backseat floorboard.

What is going on?

Yeah, this is a physical manifestation of everything that's in this guy's brain.

Yeah.

A mess with a big question mark in the passenger seat.

Holy shit.

So this cop is just processing this.

I don't care how many times you, and it's a small town cop.

I don't think he's seen a lot of this, but I don't care how many times you've seen this.

This is shocking.

He's had a lot of time with this body, too.

Yeah, he's like, what's going on?

So then he jumped out and said, there's a body in the car.

There's a body in the car.

Holy fuck.

Like, Jesus Christ.

So Busby and Ferguson, the other two cops, run over to stand with that, with Wooten outside the car.

They look inside and just see this.

It's horrifying.

The Busby cop said, when I saw her, I felt cold chills all over my body.

You can be in law enforcement for years and then you run across something very unusual, especially for such a small town.

Is it normal?

They said, I thought it was a mannequin at first because the cuts were so precise and such an unreal thing to fucking see.

He's not used to seeing that.

So the one cop asked, Wooten, is everything all right?

And this guy said, there's a dead girl in in the side

very fucking far from all right nothing's all right oh my god so they see her slumped over seat belt fastened and right leg severed at the knee and all that kind of shit and they were like oh my god so

as they're wrestling him to the ground they noticed his shirt was wet by the way while wooten was doing this in the car they were wrestling him to the ground they realized he was soaked in blood yeah so they tried to handcuff him but the cuffs wouldn't fit on his wrists he's too big yeah so they ended up grabbing a pair of leg irons and using them for handcuffs.

That's how big this guy is.

That's a big, he's like Kuklinski.

That's what they had to do, the Iceman.

So the two of them, they're doing that, and that's when Wooten jumped and found everything in there.

So it is horrifying.

The cops are shook over this shit.

I mean, they said the one cop, Smith, said he never saw such a shit or such a brutality ever.

Another officer named Thomas Hubbard and the other guy, Smith, started roping off the area.

And,

you know, they were, paramedics arrived to check the body for a pulse.

I I think we're beyond a pulse now.

There is no heart in her body.

It's on the floorboard.

There's no way on the floor.

Unbelievable.

So the bloody lock blade knife was open on the front seat where the guy had been sitting.

So they walk over to Bissell, who's on the ground.

Yeah.

And they're just like, whoa, this fucking guy did some shit.

He remained completely silent from the moment he was pulled out at gunpoint.

But as they attempted to get him up on the pavement, he just said, I can't.

My foot's broke.

Because he got ran over.

But he at the time, he didn't even care.

So they told him to get up again and they told him they'll help him to his feet.

So he cooperates and they help him up to his feet.

They say, have anybody searched him yet?

Yeah.

Please search him.

So they pat him down, checking for weapons.

And that's when he said, there's a rock in my pocket.

Yeah.

As if telling them to look in the pocket.

So they searched his pants pockets, didn't find anything.

They put him in the patrol car to take him to the sheriff's office.

They said his arms were totally covered in blood, as well as his shirt and pants.

He kept his hand on his shirt pocket.

They must have cuffed him up front.

They kept his hand on his shirt pocket like he was trying to hide something.

One of the officers pulled the pocket open and looked inside and said, I think it's a finger or something.

Oh, boy.

So they said,

leave it in there and get him to the sheriff's office.

We'll figure it out then, which is a very weird thing to do.

So inside the car, they processed the car and

took a lot of photographs, obviously.

And they said she was in a blue cloth jacket, was buttoned up, her seatbelt fastened.

She wore a black shirt, black and white pants, and sneakers.

A hand and what appeared to be a heart were laying on the passenger side floorboard, and a blood, and her liver, too.

And a bloody knife is there as well.

Massive chest wounds.

Clothing had been carefully rearranged.

Also, a pair of small metal frame glasses were crumpled on the front seat and blood spattered.

She wears glasses.

No eyes, like we said.

That's fucking wild.

So they collect her hand and heart from where the floodboard was

the floorboard.

They get her severed right leg from the back seat, still wearing a tennis shoe and a Mickey Mouse sock.

Wow.

Christ.

All the parts are they find except for her eyes, which they figure later that he ate.

What?

He ate them.

What is going on?

The whole day, there's nothing.

None of this makes any sense.

No.

By by the way, we have a happy dog ending.

Okay.

There is that.

So keep that in mind, everybody.

Yeah, but

everything he does is crazier than the next.

That's what I mean.

It's progressively crazy.

There's not a reason for a single behavior.

Somehow it's going to get crazier, too, by the way.

This isn't the peak of crazy here.

It's not like, oh, then he goes to court and it's over.

No, there's more.

So they find inside the car a Kissing Crane brand lock blade knife, a

Smith and Wesson lock blade SWAT knife and the box it came in, a man's brown leather jacket, a black leather purse, and a pair of women's glasses.

Inside the purse was a checkout slip from Norwalk, Ohio Public Library.

Patricia had gone to the library on the 20th of January and checked out several books dealing with relationships, depression, and babies.

She's trying to get

self-help stuff.

That's wow.

The titles include, Is Your Child Depressed?

When Feeling Bad is Good, and After the Baby is Born, and Good Women Get Angry.

Yeah, they do.

Yeah, they do.

The books were due to be returned in early February and at the top of this checkout slip it said, Happy New Year.

Grocery lists in the purse, a budget tallying monthly expenses and bills, coupons, grocery cash club cards, and a reminder for cards for doctor's appointment.

Also contained a $20 bill tucked out of sight.

Probably, you know, everybody an emergency $20.

Yeah.

A receipt for a 1,300 Winchester 12-gauge shotgun was also found in the car.

Bissell sold the shotgun on January 19th to a store called The Outdoorsman for $150.

There's a lot there.

Okay, so they bagged everything up, and that's wild shit.

Now,

one of the cops said,

quote, how can a human being do something like that to another human being?

Where are her eyes?

They couldn't find her eyes, and they assumed that she ate them.

Now, They take him upstairs in the police station, pulled a chair around, and he tries to sit in the cop's chair.

No.

And they said, no, stop.

Come back around here and sit down where we told you.

But he kept ignoring them.

No, that one looks comfy.

So what they do is they use their foot to just scoot the chair away.

And so he almost falls down.

And then he goes and sits in the right spot.

So an investigator comes in, sits down and asks him a few questions, doesn't say shit.

He just slouches in his chair and ignores him.

So they refuse to respond to this guy in any way, doesn't do shit.

So they take photographs of him, of all of his, you know, wounds and everything like that.

The first item they pull from his shirt pocket is a bloody $5 bill.

Yeah.

Okay.

It's the only money found on him and apparently the only cash he had.

$5.

$5.

It was over.

That's it.

And another item, the other item in his pocket,

what they thought was a finger earlier, turns out to be...

A human esophagus.

Whoa.

About six inches long.

He cut her throat out?

Cut her fucking esophagus out.

The cop pulled it partially out of the pocket so it could be photographed, then left it in the pocket while they waited for another officer to arrive for some reason.

Let's just leave it in there, I guess, to collect it.

The one cop said, I noticed Bissell slump to the left, pull his hand up to his shirt pocket, and take out the esophagus.

He sat still for a couple of seconds,

then slumped to the left once again, pulling his hand up to his mouth, and they saw him that he was trying to eat the esophagus.

What the fuck, man?

They yelled, no, don't do that and pushed it away from his house.

They said, hey, he's eating the evidence, the one guy says, which is fucking crazy.

Pushed it away from his mouth.

So they ran down the hall.

They're like, you got to come in here.

This is fucking crazy.

They tried to take the esophagus away from him and back at his evidence, obviously.

It is horrifying.

So finally,

the one guy held his hand under

Haywards and said, give it to me.

Spit it out.

Give it.

Give it.

So he hesitated a few seconds, then dropped the esophagus into the cop's hand.

Imagine that's your job.

Hand me that esophagus.

Give me that.

Wow.

That is fucking insane.

I don't even know what to say about that.

That's wild.

So they took him downstairs.

A group of officers strip search him, take blood samples, and they photograph all of his wounds.

He's got cuts and bloodstains and all sorts of shit all over him.

He's a mess.

At 5.10 p.m., tell him about his rights again, and, you know, all that kind of thing, try to talk to him.

He just sits there unresponsive.

Then after about 45,

then he starts talking and starts talking, rambling for 45 minutes.

He seems rational one minute, then makes bizarre comments the next.

He claimed to understand where he was and why he was being questioned, but he's also a little wacky.

He said, I'm a

secret agent with the Secret Service.

And he said, you guys aren't cleared to receive these answers to the questions you're asking.

You guys got bitch clearance.

Yeah.

He said that he doesn't want an attorney, but he's being questioned under duress because they were asking questions of him without the property security clearance, the proper security clearance.

You don't below, above your pay grade, guys.

So he told detectives he was a friend of Patricia's and that he was on a top-secret mission, the major part of which was terminating her.

Oh.

Yeah.

He claimed his supervisor at the Secret Service was named David Wilbur Light and even gave James and Bell a telephone number for Agent Light.

They said,

what else do you got to say?

And he said, well, my Secret Service badge number is 666.

Oh, boy.

Perfect.

And I work out of an office in Cleveland.

They asked him if he killed Patricia, and he said, I killed no one else.

Unless that one guy stabbed his dad, I don't know, but I killed as the only person.

So he then told them he killed her in a parking lot of a service station outside Somerville, Georgia, and that he committed the murder and the murder mutilation using the knife that was there.

He said,

quote, she was killed in the prescribed method for killing black witches.

Oh, boy.

Okay.

And not black like

race, black, you know, whatever.

Color.

Color.

Yeah, exactly.

He said they came south from Ohio because he was bringing the young woman from Ohio to Georgia as part of his assignment.

And he continued to complain that he was being questioned and that you're not cleared to hear these answers.

I'm going to get fired, you guys.

So they said, who told you to do this?

And he said, a secret source.

I said too much.

I said too much.

So they treat him for some injuries, dog bites, and

cuts on his hands and shit.

Then they bring him back for more questioning.

This time they bring in a couple other people.

They bring in different people, sheriff's office, county people.

The Georgia Bureau of Investigation is there.

All hands on deck for this crazy motherfucker.

I'm just not going to believe this shit.

This is wild.

They returned there, and they went downstairs into the jail to bring him up for the interview.

Bissell decided that this guy also was not a high enough rank or status to escort him to the second floor.

He said, your clearance is not high enough for you to either talk to me or take me anywhere.

What is your name and badge number?

My name is Hayward William Bissell, and my badge number is 666.

So this guy gave him all of his information.

And,

yeah.

And then he noticed that there's Jimmy Harris and James Harris are the agents.

Triple Jimmy Harris.

Triple Jimmy's and James here.

And he said that he noticed that they had like identical name tags.

Yeah.

And he said, what's your name?

Asked Agent Harris.

He asked Agent Harris and he said, I'm Agent James Harris with the Georgia Bureau of Investigation.

He said, what's your name?

He said, I'm Jimmy Harris with the Sheriff's Department.

We get this all the time, too.

It confuses the shit out of people.

It really does.

It's a lot of fun.

So he looked back and forth between them and said, you're trying to kill me.

So the agent Harris here, one of them went back upstairs and out of sight here

as reassurance, we're not here to kill you.

So the other, Lieutenant Harris, took him to the second floor with no further incident.

Now,

he's partially dressed because the jail had no full sets of clothing on hand that were anywhere near big enough to fit him.

He's got a bed sheet.

Yeah, he was brought into the interrogation room looking all bloody and all sorts of shit like that.

And this time he says a little bit more.

He said, I am a

secret agent for the Secret Service, and I have successfully completed my mission.

It was to terminate her.

He said that he'd been engaged to her three times, and he cut her throat, gouged her eyes out, cut her heart out, removed her right leg and left hand.

He said, I've been sent on missions involving her three times before, but I never before had been ordered to terminate her.

At first, I was ordered to put her out on the side of the road, but I didn't want to do that because I cared for her.

So I thought I'd cut her heart out instead, eat her esophagus.

Told the officers that he and Patricia had been traveling from Ohio to visit his parents and

all that kind of shit.

They also get a surveillance tape because they're trying to figure out when this happened exactly.

She was dead at four,

but she was alive when.

So they find a surveillance tape from 2.24 p.m.

Yeah, that shows them going into a store.

At 2.32,

he goes to the bathroom and comes out and wanders around.

2.34, you can see Patricia coming inside the building and all of that.

She came in tentatively, looked around.

At 2.36, she stood at the door and looked out toward the Lincoln in the parking lot.

And yeah, so they returned to the town car.

And that's when they think this all happened.

Wow.

That's when he started accusing her of becoming a, of being a black witch and a secret agent and all this type of shit.

He said he tried to tell her, tried to get her to tell him which of the two she was, a witch or a spy.

Oh, you're obviously one of the two.

Yeah.

For about an hour, but she was scared to say anything.

Yeah.

So he claimed that all the while he was trying to force her to get out of the car, he was hearing voices in his head telling him to kill her.

He said that he believed he was either 007 or the devil.

One of the two.

I'm either James Bond or Satan.

I can't decide yet.

You pick.

He told an inmate later on, I told Patty she was a double agent and a black witch.

Then I asked her, do you know where you are, Patty?

And she said, Georgia.

And that was the last word she said.

I reached into my back seat, got the knife, and cut her throat.

I was just following orders.

I was her supervisor.

She was lying, so I terminated her.

They were in Georgia, by the way.

So she's not lying.

So

they said, where did you kill her?

He said, I don't remember the name of the town, but it had a Dollar General store, every small town there, and another store that started with the letters AB.

We parked at that store a few minutes and then drove 15 or 20 minutes until we came to a service station.

He said that had a yellow sign with red letters outside and a milk advertisement, and the gas pumps were red and blue.

Remembers a lot.

He said, I went in to use the bathroom.

He said, well, when you were in the store,

and then he said, when you went into the store, the counter was on the left side and the restroom was in the back of the store on the left.

So he's describing the store.

When he left the store, he said he got into Lincoln and got in.

He said, at that time, I received orders to terminate her from the satellites, I assume.

And I did so in a manner

in which I'd been directed.

He said that the orders were coming from inside of his head.

That's what floppy did.

He said, where did it come from?

He was inside my head.

Floppy Wi-Fi.

I got

floppy Wi-Fi here.

He told the officers he terminated her with two knives that could be found inside the Lincoln.

And they were inside the Lincoln.

So they asked him if he had...

you know, if it had,

they asked him basically, did it hurt to carry out the orders?

Because you loved this woman.

And he said, no, it didn't hurt me at all.

He said he killed her.

He seatbelted her back into the car and continued on.

And he kept receiving orders to make lefts and rights from inside of his head.

That's nice.

Which way to turn?

Oh, we're okay, this way.

It's like his own little GPS he's got going on there.

That's nice.

He claimed he didn't know his destination, but en route the voices in his head told him to,

the route the voices told him to take was bringing him to Interstate 59, which was only a couple miles west of Mentone.

Now, he said he tells investigators that the murder and dismemberment took about 10 to 15 minutes.

That was before, or I'm sorry, that was only 10 to 15 minutes before he attempted to run down Don Perch in Mentone.

He claimed he'd been directed to ram into Perch truck and run over the driver.

He said, I shot the driver a bird, giving him a finger while he was hanging on the hood of my car.

Then he said he received additional orders.

He said, after that, I was directed to drive down a road and terminate another man.

I attempted to terminate this man by stabbing him with my Smith ⁇ Wesson knife

that I used to kill the two dogs.

He said the man he stabbed ran into the home and got a 22 and said, I'll kill you.

So he left.

And then he said he was directed by the voices to ram into a bucket tractor and then was ordered to drive into a crowd of people standing on the side of the road.

He told the officers the esophagus in his shirt pocket here was one from one of the dogs, which it wasn't though.

It was a human esophagus, but he lied about that for some reason.

So they claimed,

he claimed he was aware of why he was being questioned and all that kind of thing.

They said he appeared to be more paranoid than before and would not agree for the interview to be tape recorded.

He just kept saying over and over again, this was an approved mission.

It was an approved mission and you don't have proper clearance to question me about it.

You don't have a claim on me.

So blood evidence showed they're going to connect this all and figure out that he killed her at a convenience store outside Tryon, a short distance from Somerville.

That's what happened here.

And then he drove into Alabama because she was still warm when they got to him.

It's freezing outside.

So, wow,

they explained

to him that, well, if you killed her in Georgia, you might have to go to Georgia to talk to their investigators.

And he said, I don't understand what's happening here.

I'm an agent of the Secret Service.

This is all a mistake.

Send me home.

Send me home.

So he said, I'm not making any further statements.

I want an attorney.

He said, I'm not authorized to travel to Georgia.

He was authorized to murder people, but not travel

so they he did in there he requested an attorney so they had to stop now uh he gets in his cell refusing to talk anymore and then he gets even more out of control by that night he demolished his entire cell he ripped the pipes and plumbing out of the wall that's how strong he is he ripped pipes from the wall

try doing that everybody it's not easy especially in a jail they're meant to not be able to be ripped out of the wall they're screwed in that's wild uh so he did all of that he's ripping it out of the wall.

He took all of his clothes off, by the way.

Puddles of water are on the floors all over the jail.

He's ranting, screaming.

All the other fucking, all the other

inmates are freaking out.

They're like this.

He's a giant naked cannibal, and he's fucking.

He's ripping pipes out of the walls.

Yeah, and he also, one of the inmates saw him face down in the toilet eating his own feces.

Oh, Jesus.

Bobbin for poos.

Bobbin for poop.

So the God dang.

The jailer, chief jailer Bill Lands, arrives Tuesday morning and sees this.

And he said, get this crazy motherfucker.

Oh, an inmate said to him, get that crazy motherfucker out of here, man.

He's creeping everybody out with all that carrying on.

And the toilets are all shut to hell.

He's eating the brown apples.

He's doing it all, man.

He said, I can't stand much more of his hollering and banging around.

He's making everyone sick to their stomachs thinking about all that mess he's over there up to in his cell.

Yeah.

Wow.

What do you do with him?

He's fucking like I put him out on the lawn.

He's bobbing for Snickers bars over here.

do you do you chain him up outside what do you do with him it's crazy um so at that point they have to

take he has to see a judge yeah they have to put a bomb on him yeah or something so the one jailer said there's no way we can bring him up to the courtroom like this no he's naked he's out of control he's covered in shit this isn't good He said he's entirely too dangerous to be taken out of his cell at this time.

We can't take that kind of security risk because he's,

you can't control a guy that big.

He's too strong.

You got to fucking tase him the whole time.

So, wow, they decided their best option would be to have the hearing downstairs in the jail cell.

Bring the judge and the clerk down there so he doesn't have to move it.

So, they bring a judge down there.

As they round the corner and approach the cell,

Howard Bissell sitting on the cell with his back toward them, completely naked.

Yeah.

Discarded clothing, feces,

fucking plumbing carts.

It's a scene.

When he realized people were there, he slowly turned around.

Yeah.

And the reporter, the court reporter, said, quote, it was the scariest thing I ever saw.

It was just like Marlon Brando in that scene in Apocalypse Now.

That's not a good comparison.

His eyes, I just can't describe the look in them.

The judge stood in front of the cell in his robes and began to read the charges.

At that point, Bissell turns around naked and starts shouting obscenities at them and jerking off.

And rubbing his dick.

Not rubbing it, stroking it.

Yeah.

Stroking his cock and screaming at them.

Okay.

They kind of get back a little bit, but the judge just kept fucking reading.

He's seen crazy shit before and he doesn't care, but he's going to do it anyway.

Now, the reporter who had ducked out of sight here said, you know, once I saw he was naked, I said, I don't need to see this.

Well, he's beaten off.

I don't need to do that.

So he just keeps doing it.

That's so aggressive.

This woman said, I didn't want to see any more.

If I never see another naked 400-pound man, it'll be too soon for me.

Oh, so they issue a court order for a mental evaluation.

You think?

The sheriff said this.

This is Cecil Reed, DeKalb County Sheriff.

He's completely out of control and I want him out of here.

For his safety and the safety of others, we could not take him into the court even.

At the same time, everybody else is at the hospital.

Pumphrey is saved at the hospital.

Wow.

He has an almost five-inch cut extending from his navel downward to the left.

Oh, fuck.

His intestines are coming out.

He's lost tons of blood.

Meanwhile, Perch, the other guy, Donald, he's a mess.

He's broken and everything like that.

And they said Don's clothes had been cut out for evidence and he wasn't able to walk without assistance.

A nurse gave him a scrub suit about two sizes too big and he was left without socks or shoes.

He didn't even have crutches.

And they discharged him.

Get out.

They discharged him like that.

Not even crutches on this fucking guy.

So he is going to be charged with, at this very moment, later on, murder, but two attempted murders and attempted burglary, because that's in Alabama.

Now, what they're going to do is basically Alabama's like, it happened in Georgia.

You take him.

And Georgia's like, shit happened in Alabama.

He's all yours.

They know nobody wants this fucking guy.

Nobody.

Amazing.

So he talks to an inmate again.

He says,

I heard voices in my head and they told me that I owned all the stores.

And then he said, we've done this before, talking about killing killing people.

He told the inmate that there was a lot of trees and wooded areas and great many streets in the neighborhood around the gas station where he killed Patricia.

So he's given more details.

The inmate tries to cooperate with the cops to help out here because, this guy's fucking nuts.

So, um, yeah, he said that, uh,

you know, he said that he cut her throat and then went on a rampage is what he, the way he put it.

He said he cut Patricia's hand and leg so she couldn't come back at me.

That's why she cut her leg and hand off.

Can't come back from the dead and attack me without that stuff.

Wow, that is fucking insane.

So

he went on with the double agent, black witch, all that kind of shit here.

So a prisoner's expert medical opinion, let's give you here.

Yeah.

This is from the book.

I'll read it verbatim.

Perhaps the most intelligent comment came from an inmate in a nearby cell, a man who was waiting to be transferred to the state prison for murder of his wife and mother-in-law for insurance money.

That's interesting.

He said that he spent much of his time listening to what Bissell had to say, starting with his first night of screaming and cursing, and then after his return following evaluation and treatment.

After analyzing and observing Bissell at close range for several months, the inmate stated, this guy's smart, not crazy.

Oh.

Yeah.

He said he continued to,

this guy would pull up a metal folding chair to the bars outside the cell and talk to him.

Yeah.

He said, but he said, I didn't want to, he said when he would come closer to him, he would scoot back, though.

Oh.

He said, I I didn't want to take any chances of him trying to grab me through the bars while it was dark.

You never know what somebody like that might do.

Yeah, because he's fucking crazy.

He said he was yelling, get out of the halls, get out.

He said, it was enough to make your hair stand up the way he was hollering.

But he did that sometimes at night.

He'd be talking to the Lord one minute and the devil the next.

Wow.

Okay, Patricia's autopsy.

Multiple sharp force injuries that caused a cause of death.

Her lower right leg was amputated at the knee, left hand removed at the wrist.

Portions of her left lung, heart, liver, and stomach were removed, and extensive stab wounds were noted.

A group of approximately 30 stab wounds were inflicted to both of Patricia's eyes and the bridge of her nose.

Good Christ.

Another four stab wounds found on the left side of her neck below the ear.

Sharp force injury that was the first to be inflicted and was most likely the cause of death, meaning the throat cutting, a 15 centimeter incision across the right side of her neck that completely severed her right carotid artery and jugular

jesus the wound also transected her epiglottis and completely severed the top of her esophagus which is the six inches that he had

another sharp force injury was centered around the chest area a large incision from which the left lung and most of her heart were removed along with sections of her liver and stomach he's just reaching in grabbing shake

just reaching in grabbing opened her enough to get a hand in like like it's a bag of halloween candy and you're like i don't care if it's milk duds or milky ways i'm fucking grabbing some.

Wow.

It's good.

So then they're like, let's search their apartments.

They're expecting a Jeffrey Dahmer situation.

Because think about it.

Candy, this, all these things that we mentioned earlier.

Well, that was Wisconsin, but he's from Ohio.

Yeah, that's what I'm saying.

Bath, Ohio.

Anyway,

that's what they're expecting.

So they go inside Patricia's first.

It was neat and clean.

No signs of a struggle, nothing to indicate she was forcibly taken.

They got phone bills so they have numbers for her family that they could contact them on.

They're just calling every number on the phone bill.

They check the apartment.

They said nothing was wrong.

And then they go to Bissell's apartment here.

His door is slightly ajar.

Really?

Front door?

Front door.

Slightly ajar.

He's in fucking on his way to Florida.

Left his door open.

They said they could hear loud music and the sound of running water.

Really?

So they decided to wait and get a search warrant and all that.

So they get

the Norwalk police chief, Mike Ruggles, who's Hayward's friend there, told a reporter later that his officers were a little apprehensive about venturing in here after hearing what he did down there.

They said images of Jeffrey Dahmer were flooding their head.

He said, when we entered, we were afraid

that we'd find the murder happened there.

And then we'd have to fucking deal with it.

Right.

Now it's ours.

Okay, good.

Not here.

Don't have to deal with that guy anymore.

So they said, even though the door was open here,

they

still waited for the water.

They waited.

They went in.

They said a steady stream of water was running from the kitchen faucet, but it wasn't like stopped up and flooded.

It was just running down the faucet.

He just left it on.

What?

Just left the faucet on.

I mean, Christ.

Just flooding the sewer system.

That's all.

And a radio had been left playing loudly in the living room.

Otherwise, nothing else is unusual.

Everything in the apartment is extremely clean and well organized.

The items on the shelves and in the dresser and cabinet drawers are lined up, stacked precisely by color, size, and category.

Nothing's out of place.

and they found nothing that gave any indication that a murder happened here, except for the fact that they just took, that he took off.

Very little was found in the apartment that provided them any clues to anything he does, basically.

They found a copy of U.S.

Cavalry magazine, a Smoky Mountain Knife Works catalog,

few prescription receipts, insurance papers, copies of his birth certificate, court child support records, marriage license, and all that kind of shit.

He also had a sizable collection of model cars and Hot Wheels

with a few other personal items.

All he had was Hot Wheels, a bunch of Lincoln Town cars.

So they're looking for the murder scene.

They tell the cops the descriptions and they say, just see if any of this makes sense to you.

See if any of the places he told you about sound familiar.

So they said, if anything he said to us, rings a bell with you.

So they began to read from his account, passing by a Dollar General, seeing all there, all that kind of shit.

And they figured out that he accurately described the buildings on a section of highway leading from Somerville into Tryon and continuing in the direction of Menlo, Cloudland, Georgia, and then into Mentone, Alabama.

So they're like, okay, now because he keeps saying he's a Secret Service agent, they call the Secret Service.

Yeah.

Who knows?

May as well.

Maybe they'll fucking take him off our hands.

So they bring him in.

Two Secret Service agents come.

Yeah.

And the jailer says he probably won't talk to you.

He's not cooperating today.

And

he's had himself a time this morning showing off for the judge.

He could still be masturbating.

We're not sure.

Remember when Chicatilo did that shit in prison?

Yeah.

That is so hilarious.

He kept waving it around.

He couldn't even get hard.

No, he's just flipping around a limp dick.

He's flipping around a limp dick.

That's not even aggressive.

That's hilarious.

You look at him and laugh at him.

Look at your little limp dick over there.

You can't even get it hard to threaten me.

Still frightening.

Yeah.

Just a man's dick getting waved.

I don't like it.

Something about a limp dick.

It's just like, someone who can't even get your dick card, I'm not that afraid of you.

Yeah, I'm just not afraid of you.

At that point, they put him in like a weird glass bubble too.

He was

jerking himself.

He was like Hannibal Lecter over there.

So anyway, they said to his lawyer, he's got a court-appointed lawyer now, and they said, do you mind if we talk to him privately?

He might talk to us as, you know, fellow agents and all.

Yeah.

So the lawyer said, knock yourself the fuck out.

I don't care anymore.

So I don't care anymore.

They said he's lying motionless on the bed with his eyes closed, still naked.

Asleep.

Eyes closed.

So

two agents spoke to him and identified themselves as Secret Service personnel.

He said, I don't have anything to say

until after I speak to my power of attorney from Ohio.

My power of attorney.

Power of attorney.

He said, I won't speak to anyone else.

Then they said, we're agents from the Secret Service and we have received information that you're an agent also.

They said he opened his eyes,

got real attentive, and said, get me some clothes.

Now he's going to get his shit together because now, you know, he's going to have a real colleague to colleague here.

He got dressed and became more talkative.

He remained doubtful, though, of the status of their security clearance, though.

He says the agents explained that he could talk to them without jeopardizing his own security.

He's like, listen, we're on the same team, pal.

He said, it's okay to talk to your fellow agents, one of them said.

So he said, all three of us have the same top secret clearance.

So tell us what you got.

He said, my clearance is higher than top secret, and I shouldn't talk to you about my secret mission.

They said, tell me about your secret classification.

Are you a class Q or L?

And he said, I have a top secret clearance of Q.

Idiots.

So

he, at that point, was satisfied they had the same level of security.

So they asked him, have you ever been in the military?

And he gives a

somewhat accurate, somewhat vague, no, no, somewhat grandiose version of his military military service here.

One of the agents who had a 12-year career in the military before joining the Secret Service questioned him about his Army career in an attempt to judge his thought patterns, truthfulness, and everything else.

Just kind of getting a psychological workup on him here.

He was surprised when he was able to answer the questions in detail, giving answers that he could only that he could have known only if he'd indeed been in the Army and been stationed in the locations described.

They said his answers concerning military matters were accurate and articulate.

And they said at times he seemed very smart and well above average intelligence.

After leaving the Army, he gave the whole deal.

He said that he has been serving as the eyes and ears for the local police department.

Then he said that he moved to Greenwich, Ohio, where he was the eyes and ears for their police.

Well, they said, tell us how you got involved in the Secret Service.

He said, it started back in the 80s when I was in the military.

and has continued since that time.

It has to do with a special secret program I designed.

Oh, you designed it?

Wow.

He's a high-ranker here.

So the program, according to him, sent messages through a satellite to an implant in his head, which was located behind where?

His left ear.

Oh, his left ear.

It's over here.

I got it right over here in case you guys want to take a look.

I've got a port, like a

chemo.

Yeah, yeah.

So, holy shit.

So the messages, he said, gave him instructions on what his missions were to be.

and when he was to have them completed.

He said, the program's classified.

I can't release any of the details of my secret missions.

Oh, my God.

He then claimed he received some orders during the 1980s and

had been completing his assignments lately.

Obviously.

He'd been forced to go on his latest mission because he put off finishing his earlier orders and he said that he was being disciplined.

When they asked, what were his orders?

He said it had to do with the assassination of a double agent.

They said, what's been your toughest assignment?

He said, this last mission was pretty tough, but I've been on worse assignments.

This one was hard because of the personal and feelings involved.

I have a heart of steel, but tender insides.

Why did he say that?

That makes no that.

Why did

he say that?

Why does every time?

It's every time.

Why did he say both?

And the cops will say,

they can't help it.

They make public statements.

It's like,

I don't know if it's just a weird,

you know, it's in your head then.

It's like a weird form of Tourette's.

It's like when we go on a radio show and they say, don't curse.

And we're like, fuck, we got to bite our tongue to not say fuck.

I just want to say it all

wow um he said that he would not say would have brought him to jail in the past he said that he was ordered the assassination of a double agent yeah um so he talked about his girlfriend and the trip down there and patricia and uh

they They said, what would you do with the ring if I gave it back to you?

Patricia had told him.

And she had said, you'd probably buy a gun, wouldn't you?

And he said, yeah, maybe I will, is what he told her.

He said that he had suspicions about her being a double agent, but it wasn't until they set out from Ohio on the way to Florida that he received two signals through his secret satellite and implant about the assassination of the double agent.

He finally realized who it was.

And he had no choice.

It wasn't his job.

He said, I confirmed the identity of the double agent based on a single question I asked her.

After I received the final signal, I didn't know which direction to take.

I drove about a mile away from a gas station in Georgia and stopped in the middle of the road.

At that point,

I had to make a decision about which block to choose, meaning left or right.

He said, I asked my girlfriend which block she thought and she picked the wrong block.

What does that even mean?

He said, I knew from that point she was indeed a double agent and my mission was to assassinate her.

She's a four foot 10 girl with fucking mental, you know, cognitive problems.

What are we talking about here?

I knew it had to be done immediately because I had put off a mission from a long time ago and this mission was my disciplinary punishment for failure to complete an earlier one.

Right.

Holy shit.

They asked him if he had owned or used a computer ever.

Yeah.

He said, no, I don't have access to one.

They said, how about movies?

Have you seen anything that interested you lately?

And he said, not really.

He said, do you do much reading?

Are there any books you're interested in?

He said, no, I don't read very much.

And then he shifted position and looked around and then looked at him and said, I guess I probably need to start reading, huh?

Okay.

Like, I'm in a cell.

I don't care if you read or not.

Fuck.

They're like, you are crazy.

They process the car.

Yeah.

They find bloodstains on the outside of the car and the hood, the driver's rearview mirror, driver's window and post, and driver's side rear door in the trunk.

Inside the car, they found

the floor mat and carpet, the passenger, everything's covered in blood.

Right.

Steering wheel, gear shift knob, blood spatters were found on the front passenger window.

Total of 12 cuts were noted to the upholstery of the front seat area where he was just swinging the knife wildly.

Four were on the seat near the driver's seat, four were on the attached seat cushion, and four were underneath the cushion.

This is fucked up.

Yeah.

So Patricia's sister, remember her, Charlene?

Yeah, she said that she had talked to her a few days earlier, but she made no mention of going south.

She said she was a good person.

She was really trusting.

I hope other people can learn from this.

Be careful and not so trusting.

She said that her sister was really fond of Hayward, but no one knew what a psycho he was and had problems.

Unfortunately, she found out a little late.

Donald Perch, they said, who will have tendon and ligament damage, said he was thankful to be alive, especially after learning that he drove a short distance where he stabbed his friend.

He knew James Pumfrey.

So he stabbed the shit out of him and also killed his dogs.

And

wow, he said that he had a corpse in the car.

The deputies told me her body was still warm.

All I saw was his eyes.

I never saw the cut-up girl next to him.

So, yeah, he said that.

While he's on the hood, he didn't even see a carved up woman.

Straight looking at this guy, it was so focused.

That's micro focus.

So he said that now he's been declared 100% disabled because of his injuries.

He said, I've been trying to understand why.

My right leg will never be the same.

I danced the steel, as they say.

He was a steel worker.

That's a fucking wild job.

He said, now I can't even dance on the floor.

Those guys are, the steel dance guys are badass.

They do a lot of crazy shit.

So,

wow um he used to load the steel beams on trucks yes it's a hard job yeah i've seen that that is you get fucking mangled quickly with that

so sue said if it weren't for our dogs we wouldn't be here yeah they were just like our babies we never had any kids and we loved them dearly and they saved our lives they were our angels a lot of people might not understand that but they did what they did to give us enough time to get back in the house they saved us they knew what they were doing yeah they did the dogs were top-notch dogs I mean, they're ballsy, and they're great dogs.

That's terrible.

But like I said, there's a happy dog ending.

So

the Norwalk sergeant, Dave Light, who had talked to Bissell before, said he had talked to him as late as the Thursday before, a few days earlier.

He said that he knew he was off at times.

Like I knew he was off at times, but nothing violent like this.

He used that guy's name as his supervisor at the Secret Service.

Exactly.

That's wild.

Exactly.

I was going to say, now I'm a fucking, he's referencing me, but that's what he used.

Agent Light and Sergeant Light is his buddy there.

I don't think he thought they would put two and two together.

So he said, but nothing violent like this.

We were all skeptical until we talked to detectives in

Fort Payne, Alabama.

And they're like, oh, shit.

The Norwalk police chief Ruggles, that he was also friends with, said it's almost beyond belief.

Once in a while, they fall through the cracks, but how on earth could you predict something like that?

I mean, it's crazy, but there's a lot of crazy stuff.

Yeah.

But everything he does is like crazy?

Yeah.

So you can probably predict he'd he'd do something fucking crazy.

This guy eats, probably like eats a bowl of cereal crazy.

Yeah.

He pours the milk in the box and just fucking dumps it on his face, probably.

He just puts handfuls and takes swigs out of the jug.

That I've seen people do that.

What?

On All in the Family, that was Rob Reiner's thing.

What?

I like to take the milk.

He goes, that way it doesn't get soggy.

I've heard a lot of people do that.

Really?

Yes, because it doesn't get, they get a glass of milk and they eat.

That's a common thing, so it doesn't get soggy.

I just eat the cereal faster.

That's what I do.

It's an unhinged person.

Depending on what it is.

Frosted flakes, fast, fast, fast.

Captain Crunch, you got a couple more minutes.

You can kind of take a break a little bit there.

Handfuls with a swig of milk.

My Christmas.

Oh, man.

So that's, he's just nuts.

So his ex-wife's sister said if somebody was actually listening to Hayward and paying attention, this could have been prevented.

Because she said that this is shit was going on for 10 years with this guy being fucking crazy and nobody paid any attention to it.

They just put him on medication and sent him home.

So a nosy neighbor here, that nosy neighbor from before, said she, this woman tried to, this is, listen to what she's trying to do.

It's totally wrong and she doesn't even know it, which is funny.

She really liked, this is the same woman who said, we were best friends.

I was going to help her raise the baby.

Like, she's one of these people that wants to feel important, it feels like.

She said she looked out the window and saw Bissell buckling Patricia into the passenger side of the car.

And she thought that was strange, but her view was obstructed.

And she said she saw nothing indicating anything was wrong.

She's trying to say that I saw him him putting her body in the car.

She wasn't dead for two fucking days.

We know when she was killed, but she wants to be important and say, I saw the thing that makes me important, which is fucking ridiculous.

She said, Two days later, the apartment manager came to tell her that Patricia was dead.

She said, I don't think he's insane.

He planned that.

That was his mission.

His court

appointed lawyer will disagree, though.

His court-appointed lawyer here, what is his name?

Baugh is his name.

He says he is definitely Hoyt Baug.

That's an H-O-I-G-H.

H-O-Y-T.

Hoyt.

Oh.

Hoyt Baug.

B-A-U-G-H.

Said he's definitely paranoid and definitely hearing voices.

He's obviously got some serious mental problems.

That's what he said to the reporters.

Then he turned and he was talking to somebody else.

He said, he's absolutely certifiably crazy as hell,

which is a less

correct way to put that.

That's great.

Motherfucker's out of his mind.

Less sensitive.

Certifiably crazy as hell.

He said that he'd worked a number of capital cases, but none of them had been remotely near this bat.

Shit, this guy is nuts.

He also said that he

said, I've handled a lot of cases, including murder, but nothing as deranged and incompetent as he is.

He's got serious mental problems.

Then he said he talked to a local newspaper and said, this will be an easy case to prove.

Somebody dropped the ball not to keep him locked up.

He's been in mental hospitals before, and the doctors knew he was mentally ill.

In talking to family members, he's had these problems for some time.

He's absolutely crazy and his activity in jail is so bizarre.

The lawyer would normally say mentally ill or he's crazy.

He's fucking crazy.

He's eating his own shit out of the toilet.

An esophagus.

Yeah.

Esophagi eater.

It's an esophagus snacking bird.

This is crazy.

Oh, God.

As I said, pocket robin is nothing.

This is nothing.

Taking a bird out of your pocket and eating it's fun.

He's got a pocket esophagus,

which is wild.

Oh, boy.

At least he didn't have like a pen in there.

Like he didn't use it as like a pocket protector or something.

That would have been weirder.

Just make sure you don't get pen ink on your finger.

Yeah, you know, a little protector.

They said he was very reluctant to speak with me.

This is the lawyer.

Yeah.

Until he got clearance from those who said he could do so.

He couldn't talk to the officers because they didn't have a high enough clearance for them to talk to him.

You know, crazy is what I'm getting at.

Clearance.

The next day, he's a little calmer.

Still naked, though.

Oh, is that right?

Yeah, yeah, he still doesn't like clothes very much.

They said that he, you know, they said that because of his unruly behavior, visitation for all the inmates was canceled.

Oh, they are furious.

Fucking furious.

Fuck this guy.

Nobody wants to, not like anyone's going to go beat him up.

No, he's a scary giant monster.

He tried to eat an esophagus.

Right.

He ate poop.

He'll eat you.

And that's what the cops are telling him.

He's going, don't fuck with that guy.

Leave him the fuck alone.

Like, he

you don't know what he did.

He will tear your head off and eat whatever's in there.

So watch out.

Like it's a fucking pudding cup.

Like, calm down.

Yeah, Jesus Christ.

So

his car, they put the car inside a locked storage lot at the county road department headquarters because nobody wanted to look at it in the parking lot.

The one guy here, a road department worker, said that thing gave us the heebie jeebies, which if he knew better, he'd know it's the hee gee bee gees is actually how you say that, as we found out from our Oregon episode a couple months ago there.

That's how you really say it.

He said, it gave us the, I'll correct it for him, the heejee beejeez sitting out there in the parking lot.

Every time I drove past it and looked at it, I thought about what they say happened in it.

Uh-huh.

Now, a witness comes forward too, saying that Bissell's car was seen stopped on a county road near Somerville, Georgia on Sunday morning.

And a witness who came forward after seeing press coverage claimed she saw both Bissell and Patricia inside.

Oh, the car was stopped in the street in front of her home.

She noticed the road was blocked with fallen trees, then noticed the car had Ohio tags.

She said she saw the woman moving, and the woman in the car was alive at that time.

Okay.

A couple more witnesses.

This is fucking crazy.

Some people are out in a parking lot, three guys talking about a work they were going to do, and they saw this car drive by,

and they said that they saw that

a woman's head

slouched down, and they said that the guy driving grabbed her by the hair and held her head up as they drove by.

Oh my God.

To To show them.

Yeah.

When he let go of her, they said she just melted down into the seat, you know, like a corpse.

No expression on her face, and her eyes were closed and sagging down.

No, they were not.

The two men were shocked, and then one of them said, she's deader than hell.

And they didn't call the cops or anything.

Just saw a guy with a woman's corpse.

Back to work.

Back her up out our business here.

I'm going to go inside and get one of those fucking quarter-pound hot dogs, and I'll be out here in a minute.

So mental evaluation takes place her funeral goes on in ohio very sad obviously a lot of people show up and they say very nice things about her and this poor woman so it's horrifying they end up finding um the discount food mart adjoining a parking lot and that's the where they have all the surveillance video of them inside only moments after the convenience store cameras captured the final images of patricia that's when she was killed and that's when they saw her him pulling out of the parking lot with a dead woman

so a report by an Alabama forensic psychiatrist said that Bissell was, quote, very psychotic and suffering from delusions and auditory hallucinations.

Okay.

By the way, this has been a little levity break.

Right under one of these newspaper articles is a article entitled Whiskey Served to a Girl Instead of Applejuice.

Whoops.

A four-year-old at TGI Fridays was given a cup of whiskey instead of apple juice.

And she chugged it.

She took a sip and told her dad it was yucky.

Uh-huh.

And then kept drinking it because the dad was like, that's orange.

It's apple juice.

It's fine.

So she kept drinking it.

Then they said she began acting silly.

A drunk four-year-old, the funniest.

See, all this is so horrible.

Dead dogs, dead women.

A drunk four-year-old will put a smile on your face in the worst of times.

Telling her dad all the things she wishes she could say.

Let me tell you something about you, dad.

Let me tell you something about you.

You're no good.

You're not good.

You could be good, but you're not and i'm upset about it mommy daddy touches my tt

so

well um she said it began acting silly and then complained of a headache

wait till you puke the a the waitress said she mistakenly picked up a cup of what she thought was apple juice uh-huh the restaurant chain is reviewing its policies to ensure it never happens again the manager said or the the uh manager for the place said it was a very unfortunate mistake yeah they said they blamed it on the waitress.

But what was whiskey doing in a plastic cup with a straw anyway?

Well, the bartender was having a nice day.

Yeah, somebody asked for that, and that's what happened.

So October 2001, will there be a trial?

October 1st, 2001, the Alabama trial is delayed.

So they said, why is it taking so long?

Well, they don't know how crazy he is, and Alabama and Georgia are fighting, trying to give him to each other, even though

not to have him.

Yeah, we don't want him.

And Alabama has pretty much proved it happened in Georgia now.

So they're like, you can have him.

So November 2001, this is almost two years.

He's still in the same place.

Wow.

He's just sitting there naked.

We're not sure if he's still naked, but I'm sure he is.

The sheriff said, I just wish they'd do something with him.

They said he's not causing discipline problems, but he's a legal mess, and we don't want him here.

They said that he's out of his fucking mind.

He said if he ends up in the care of mental health officials, he might be able to return to freedom someday, too.

Oh, boy.

The prosecutor said, This is funny.

The Chattooga County prosecutor said he's waiting for Alabama officials to take action before deciding whether there's sufficient evidence to go forward with a murder trial.

I don't know, a corpse in your car is pretty sufficient.

He said they have him and they have most of the facts and circumstances.

It would be a lot easier for them to just pursue it than us.

It didn't happen there, though.

It's so much easier for them.

It's just easier if they just take care of it.

And they said, also, he's content to stay in his bunk and sit there.

So let's just let him do it.

February 5th, 2002, busy day in court.

He appears in court weighing less than 200 pounds.

How did he do that?

He lost almost 250 pounds.

What?

Don't know.

Lost half his body weight, more than half his body.

Shows up looking like a different human being.

She wouldn't even recognize him, which is crazy.

He is super pale because he's refused all offers to leave his cell, hasn't seen sunlight since his arrest.

Will not go outside.

So he's indicted, transferred to Somerville from Fort Payne.

He agreed to the plea, and so he agrees to a plea in consultation with his lawyers.

He pleads guilty to murder but mentally ill.

Okay.

Okay.

The Superior Court judge said, I accept your plea and sentences him to, you, sir,

may fuck off natural life in prison.

Okay.

No parole.

Yeah.

Prison until you die.

So he pleaded guilty but mentally ill in Georgia.

He'll spend the rest of his life in the state penitentiary or, quote, such institutions as the commissioner of the Department of Corrections may direct.

Sure.

They send him to prison, though.

He's in prison.

I don't know if he's been transferred back and forth or what, but he went to prison.

They didn't even put him in a mental hospital here.

Or.

Or.

Or was there.

It was there.

So the Alabama charges, they don't want anything to do with him so much.

They decided to just dispose of all the charges.

Attempted murder times fucking three, dog killing animals.

Never mind.

We don't want him here.

Then he'll have to come to the state.

Yep.

We don't want him here.

So they said that at that time, the prosecutor said that we're disposing everything and that Bissell will, quote, not have to return to Alabama ever again.

He doesn't have to.

Doesn't want to.

Like, we're doing him a favor.

Oh, my God.

So after the plea proceedings, he was returned to the TeKalb County for the disposition of the Alabama charges, but then they sent him back.

So anyway, they said that there was relief in sentencing.

The district attorney said, I've spent more time on this case than any other case since I've been in the district attorney's office.

This is is a culmination of two years of work by a lot of people in three states.

I'm very pleased with the outcome.

And he also said, the sheriff said in Alabama, We've housed and fed him long enough.

Now he's Georgia's responsibility.

He said, From the start, I knew we could prove that Bissell killed that girl in Georgia.

I was thrilled to be sitting in the front row and hear him say with his own voice that he was guilty and I have to deal with him anymore.

He's had enough of our grits.

Oh, 2003, one of the fucking deputies

buys his car at the county auction.

Why?

Because he said, I don't know, the money went back to the county.

Seems like a good thing.

What?

So I want this murder scene.

Why would you want that car?

I don't know.

And it didn't say like he's going to take it and then they're going to blow it up or something.

Nothing.

He's going to take the car.

He just bought this guy's Lincoln.

I'm going to restore it.

I mean, people like

John Wayne Gacy's paintings, I guess, but this is like the ultimate true crime shit.

There's a murder happening there.

It's like buying Gacy's house.

He's saying, I'm just going to live in the basement with all the bodies.

I'm going to buy the house just for the crawl space.

Yeah, it's great down there.

So, James Pumphrey's friends,

after all of this, once he recovered a little bit from his wounds, they gave him a brand new chocolate lab puppy

to help him with the loss of his dogs.

And he said it helped a lot, and he's doing a lot better, and he loves the dog.

He said he's sad about his dogs.

He said, but damn it, that's how they would have wanted to go out was protecting their owners.

And he's just, you know, thrilled to have a new dog.

Those dogs are goddamn adorable when they're babies.

Got big blue eyes.

Sweet as shit.

Yeah.

So the book, by the way, is called Blood Highway by Sheila Johnson, if you want to get that book.

It's very repetitive.

It's 303 pages and it's about 150 pages of actual information.

Other than that, it's all repetitive.

Yeah, not a group.

They'll describe the same thing 10 times.

What?

I'm like, did I miss something?

Oh, no.

They're just re-describing this to talk about something else.

I can't do it.

I read books over and over and over again the first time.

That would drive me nuts.

It was irritating.

So there you go.

There is Somerville, Georgia, and one of the craziest goddamn stories we've ever told.

He stayed in forever and he's dead, or he's still there?

He's still there for as far as I know.

I haven't seen him die at all, so he's still there.

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