We thought it was a football helmet with all bleached white
Looked like a football helmet or a tetherball
We had this $20 bet going on what it was
And then John jokingly said "well what if it's a body?"

What did you do?

We checked it out
We could only see the head
And the left hand sticking out of the mud had rings on it and apparently she had died screaming
Her mouth was opened
Was the scariest thing we ever did see

When I saw my sister all I saw was skin on her face
Very, very little bit of skin
No eyes left in her head
Most of her hair was gone
There was hardly any skin on her at all, she look like a complete skeleton that you’d find in a health class in school
It was not pleasant, it was very upsetting
To be honest with you, it scared the hell out of me

Debbie she was a very sweet girl
She was well liked by everybody
One thing that she really liked to do was write poems
I miss my daughter Deborah, and I love her more than anyone in the world
I mean, my God, she was only twenty-three years old
Tell a three year old that her daddy will not be back, it's not easy
Trying to explain that somebody just blew him away, it's not easy

Then they sliced my son’s throat
He shot them in the head
They were leaving the motel
They had gone on vacation
And as they were leaving, this man forced him back into the room, had them lay down, and shot him In the back of the head
The one thing that was not presented as evidence was after he murdered my mother, he masturbated and left his semen in a tissue next to her
But this was not introduced as evidence as part of his personality, because it's not a crime to masturbate

We buried Debbie in a pink child's casket because she liked pink and she was a child
She was a little tomboy
You know she liked to play with boys
Climb trees, you know she wasn't afraid of anything
You see there she's got lipstick on, and I think she was in the sixth grade
She was just getting more out of the tomboy stage into the feminine
When I started finding out what was going on, it was too late because it had been going on for a while
Debbie was going to Planned Parenthood and getting birth control pills when she was 11, 12 years old
I found out that she was smoking marijuana
I found out that boys were a lot more interested in her than just being friends
A lot of things that breaks a mother's heart
They arrested her for prostitution and didn't know who she was
She thought it was a game
I mean that was fun for her
People not to know who she really is
She thought she was getting away with something
You think you're raising your kids normal, you know you’re doing everything right, and how she could get Involved in something like that, you know, when she’d never been exposed to it
I couldn't understand it
I just couldn’t understand it at all
It would be hard for any father, after all that's my daughter that I'm looking for
A kid that I cared about
A kid that I loved
My last born, my baby

We looked for Debbie for six years
And when they found her, I just thanked God they found her
I sat down at the funeral for three hours
Telling her all the things that I tried to tell her when she was alive
If you have kids and they're out on the street, you better go get them
Because if you don’t, you won't have them
And when they're dead, they're dead
Forever is forever

By the time they started finding all these girls and realized they had a serial killer, they were all bones
Not too much evidence you can get from bones
I called the task force
And I proceeded to get the same story that I had gotten for two years
They had not made any connection between Debbie and prostitution and until they do they weren't in the business of looking for runaways, that was the typical story
And so I told him that I had pulled her picture out of their file
And he said "oh yeah we've been looking for Betty Jones since 1982 because nobody's seen her"

It's like they don't matter
If this Is common trash, and these are children
And this is my girl, and she's not trash
My daughter didn't do anything wrong
Not a thing wrong
She didn't deserve what she got
When your children die of, you know, natural illness, that's one thing
But for them to be murdered, you know, it's unreal to me and I don't know if it ever will be
The pain that he caused

I would like to see him die in the electric chair, for the murder of my sister
Who was innocently killed in cold blood
I was abused for three years
Mostly physical and mentally, but mostly the mental part, I got over the physical, but I'll never get over the mental
There's no way to tell you what this man has done to me and my family
He doesn't deserve to live

Kimmy, oh she was so cute, she didn't walk, she danced
She was the little girl next door, she was everybody's sweetheart
When things get out of hand and I can't handle it, that's the way I think of her
I would like to have met the woman she would have been
She would have been somebody

He took the transformer and hooked it to my genitals and stepped back and took pictures while I'm flopping around
It seemed to never end, you know

He had pictures of guys that he had did things to
Kids tied up, and with marks on them and things

I dug through the trash and found different things
And one time I thought it was dog remains
Later on after the investigation, the police come in three years later, I found out that this is the way they probably disposed off some of the waste of the human remains
He put him in dog food bags, and set them out in the trash

When James first disappeared even, we begged him to do something, to go in Berdella's house, to get a search warrant for any reason, to try to find my son in there
Because it had been told to us that he was possibly chained up in the house in there

Mary was very free-spirited as a child, very lovable
I remember when she did good in school
She'd come home, she'd be so proud of her report card
She grew up too fast
She always told me mother don't worry, I can handle it, she couldn't

And he just asked me, "mom, can I go out in the back, and get some air", so I told him, sure, go ahead
So, that's where I figured he was, until he was out there for quite a little while, and hadn't come back in

I seen him when he went out the back door, and that was the last time I saw him

That was the last time he was seen

They shouldn't have let him go because if they wouldn't have let him go, my brother wouldn't be dead
He'd still be alive
I think it was wrong

He asked her where she was going, and she said she was going home
And he said he was going to Timbercreek, which is right next to our subdivision, so she took a ride with him

Opal liked to write stories, she was a real happy person
Didn't let it show, because if Opal saw you, you would have a present [?]

Well I've kept Opal's room pretty much like she did
Her dolls are still on her bed, just like she kept them
You have to go down, and you have to identify your child
And she's there with us, a big silent scream on her face, and you're trying to understand why anybody could do something like that

Carrie was a lovable person
She was involved in choir, singing, church
And she was a very bright, intelligent person
She always felt that she could handle everything
I have a dream that she's going to come back, that the person we buried was not her

Denise was a very trusting, I think that probably is the biggest word, trusting person
She believed everybody was good, and she thought I was a cynical old lady because I tried to point out to her that some people weren't
And some people would hurt her if she wasn't careful

I was going home from work in the afternoon
I had the radio on to my favorite station
And they broke in, with a newscast saying that Denise had been found
That's the way I heard it, I heard on the radio
And it bothered me so badly, that, well, I just couldn't drive, I had to pull off on the side of the road and stop shaking, then I thought about my wife being home, and the possibility of her hearing it on radio
So I just drove home as fast as I could, and by the time I got there, of course she had already been told

It happened right about, right here, where we walked over to the car, and we asked him if he was lost
And then he got out of the car and threatened us, said that if we didn't get into the car that he would kill us, so I ran up that little bank over there to the neighbor's house
And Katie was crying, and she got into the car

Katie had been so brutalized that Tom said the only thing that looked like her were the freckles on her Face and the braces on her teeth
She was such a good little kid. and such a regular kid
To allow a child like that to be destroyed is so horrible

When he did this to my sister, he killed a part of the family
No matter what she did, or how she lived her life, she
was my sister and I loved her very much