Speaker 1: Hello and welcome my favorite murder, the Mini.
Speaker 2: Sooad that's right, I said that dramatic.
Speaker 1: You did it great?
Speaker 2: Did you like it?
Speaker 1: I did?
Speaker 2: Should I say, give you more of an upbeat?
Speaker 1: Take sure?
Speaker 2: Try it again the minisode.
Speaker 1: Hey, I felt terrible, didn't it?
Speaker 2: That was horrible? Should we go back to one?
Speaker 1: Yeah, the mini? So there you go. I'm gonna let
Speaker 1: you go first, since we're such a pro with that.
Speaker 3: Thanks so much. I appreciate the condescension. Okay, this is
Speaker 3: quite an email I have for you right now.
Speaker 2: Do you know about this one?
Speaker 1: There's no way.
Speaker 2: There's no way you could know.
Speaker 1: I don't know what I know, and I don't know
Speaker 1: what I don't know.
Speaker 3: I was just wondering if they're like Karen's got the email,
Speaker 3: if they had to warn you about about this beforehand.
Speaker 3: The subject line of this emails I was in a
Speaker 3: networking group with the Gilgo Beach serial killer. That's why
Speaker 3: I asked. So this is an email from twenty twenty four.
Speaker 3: This case feels like it's been going on.
Speaker 2: For sixty years.
Speaker 1: The when it just broke.
Speaker 2: Yeah, he just pled guilty.
Speaker 3: So this says, hey, you two In January twenty sixteen,
Speaker 3: right when you started the podcast. I switched careers from
Speaker 3: a deeply unhappy corporate cog to starting my own professional
Speaker 3: organizing business. Oh my god, amazing Hanny dot com. Just like,
Speaker 3: get a little plug in there. I think that would
Speaker 3: be so satisfying.
Speaker 1: Oh my god, I did that yesterday and it was
Speaker 1: my beauty stuff. I kind of done it for fucking hours.
Speaker 2: An hour you spring cleaned your makeup.
Speaker 1: Basically shameful and fulfilling. At the same time.
Speaker 3: You have to put a little bag aside for the
Speaker 3: people whose skin tone your makeup actually is four when
Speaker 3: you bought it and were like, and now I can never.
Speaker 2: Use this again.
Speaker 1: Everyone gets something.
Speaker 3: Yeah, right, Okay, So cut to present day. I'm incredibly
Speaker 3: happy and proud of the company I have built, and
Speaker 3: I'm fortunate enough to love my clients and my work.
Speaker 3: Switching careers is no joke. So the first few years
Speaker 3: were filled with anxiety, awkwardness, mistakes, and questioning if I
Speaker 3: made the right choice.
Speaker 2: Hearing your lovely rants and tales of woe.
Speaker 3: Consistently twice a week helped really get me through those
Speaker 3: growing pains years. So I can't thank you enough for that.
Speaker 3: That's all the podcast has been tales of woe and rants. Yeah,
Speaker 3: perfectly encapsulated. What you guys have to give is so
Speaker 3: special and I'm grateful to enjoy it.
Speaker 2: But back to it.
Speaker 3: I belong to a networking group in New York City
Speaker 3: for my organizing business. It's a great group of professionals
Speaker 3: who take what they do very seriously, but not themselves,
Speaker 3: a perfect combination. I was pumped when an architect joined.
Speaker 3: I've worked with lots of architects in the past to
Speaker 3: help design more organized and efficient spaces for my clients.
Speaker 3: When I first met him, I will admit I felt
Speaker 3: a little wary because he was missing a front tooth
Speaker 3: the fuck, But the more I got to know him,
Speaker 3: he proved to be sweet, likable, professional, and just an
Speaker 3: overall nice guy. I, along with the other members of
Speaker 3: the group, attended lots of meetings, happy hours, and coffees
Speaker 3: with him. I'd countless email exchanges and calls with him
Speaker 3: over a cool project he wanted my help on from
Speaker 3: one of his famous filmmaker clients, storage rooms that needed decluttering.
Speaker 3: So a year ago, when I pulled up the news
Speaker 3: and saw his face and name on every headline to say,
Speaker 3: I was shocked.
Speaker 2: Is the understatement of the century.
Speaker 1: Like someone you know regularly professionally that's fucking is a serial.
Speaker 2: Killer a serial killer.
Speaker 3: It also points back to like you know them but
Speaker 3: from the internet. We all have that, Like it's a
Speaker 3: different but we're used to it, so it's kind of like, well, yeah,
Speaker 3: we like the same things.
Speaker 2: Yeah, we know each other.
Speaker 1: The normal you can. Yeah.
Speaker 3: It turns out that Appy was none other than Rex Yureman,
Speaker 3: the Gilgo Beach serial killer. All the members of my
Speaker 3: group started getting calls from reporters asking for comments about
Speaker 3: how we were feeling, knowing we had been doing business
Speaker 3: with an actual serial killer. You know that professional picture
Speaker 3: of him floating around the internet with his arms crossed.
Speaker 3: He only got that photo taken because my group kept
Speaker 3: teasing him about how he had.
Speaker 2: No pictures of himself.
Speaker 3: The president of my group even called that his law
Speaker 3: and order pose the irony is too much to handle.
Speaker 3: Oh my god, I've felt wrecked by the thought of
Speaker 3: the combination of deep sadness and relief for the families
Speaker 3: of the victims. As the news of his arrest has
Speaker 3: come out, friends and family keep asking if I've ever
Speaker 3: suspected anything, ever felt threatened or weird around him. Whenever
Speaker 3: I hear stories of serial killers who operate in plain saiday,
Speaker 3: I always think, how could no one in his life know?
Speaker 3: There must be something off that people are ignoring. But
Speaker 3: the thing is I didn't feel threatened. I didn't notice
Speaker 3: anything off because these men are psychopaths that perfect living
Speaker 3: double lives. But he's also no mastermind. I think he's
Speaker 3: just a coward who targeted sex workers as he deemed
Speaker 3: these women less than. But these victims were not less than.
Speaker 3: They didn't deserve to be senselessly murdered and heinously discarded.
Speaker 3: I hope he receives the maximum punishment for robbing these
Speaker 3: women of their lives and their families of their peace.
Speaker 3: Stay sexy and don't do business for serial killers.
Speaker 2: Katie m.
Speaker 3: And then here's just a quick update, because when Katie
Speaker 3: sent this email, only three of the victims he had
Speaker 3: been arrested for their murders, and now that there's a
Speaker 3: longer list, we figured we'd save all the names till
Speaker 3: the end. On April eight, Rex Huerman pled guilty to
Speaker 3: the murders of seven women, Megan Waterman, Melissa Barthelemy Amberlin Costello,
Speaker 3: Moreen Brainerd Barnes, Valerie Mack, Jessica Taylor, and Sondra Castia.
Speaker 3: He admitted to killing an eighth woman, Karen Vergotta, though
Speaker 3: he has not been formally charged with her murder.
Speaker 1: Wow, and doesn't it make you think like it's so
Speaker 1: inconspicuous you would never know. So is there someone that
Speaker 1: you know that maybe isn't a serial killer, but that
Speaker 1: has that piece.
Speaker 3: Of them that totally doesn't care and has no empathy
Speaker 3: and is truly cut off that way?
Speaker 1: Who could it be? Which is like, fine, if you
Speaker 1: don't fucking kill people, you can, like we all have
Speaker 1: different personality issues, but Jesus.
Speaker 3: Okay, I mean and also just that we have gotten
Speaker 3: to this point where now, which is such a relief
Speaker 3: where people get to write in and go, hey, I
Speaker 3: did business with this totally totally just like the Ted
Speaker 3: Bundy story.
Speaker 1: So scary. Yeah, okay, I'm not going to read you
Speaker 1: the subject line. Hi, MFM gang and it's furry associates.
Speaker 1: I recently listened to your episode about the sleepwalking murderer,
Speaker 1: and I decided to share my sleepwalking story. I could
Speaker 1: have just read you this subject line. It's the sleep walking.
Speaker 3: Story, I thought, I was being really clever, You're going
Speaker 3: to save it, and they immediately ruined the secret.
Speaker 1: I think I was around eight or nine when this happened.
Speaker 1: I grew up in Vacaville, California, which is where Paul
Speaker 1: Holes is from hashtag got for Holes, and my childhood
Speaker 1: home was on a very busy street. One night, someone
Speaker 1: came flying around the corner and my brother's car was
Speaker 1: side swiped. The driver fled the scene, but my brother
Speaker 1: saw that the vehicle was a large maroon suv. Knowing
Speaker 1: that the driver's car would have extensive damage, my brother
Speaker 1: made flyers and posted them around town. This was before
Speaker 1: the days of social media, hoping someone would have information
Speaker 1: for him. A few days later, while my family was
Speaker 1: enjoying a day on the lake with some friends, my
Speaker 1: brother got a call from a guy who said his
Speaker 1: neighbor drives a maroon suburban and the passenger side of
Speaker 1: the car was torn up. Ooh, the guy gave my
Speaker 1: brother his address. Oh this the neighbor is a fucking narc.
Speaker 2: He's just like, here go solve that problem.
Speaker 1: This blast Metallica had fucking midnight. Here we go.
Speaker 2: Yeah, yes, you can do.
Speaker 1: Fair enough, be cool to your neighbors and they'll fucking
Speaker 1: nark on you. That's right. The guy gave my brother
Speaker 1: his address, and he told him that the car was
Speaker 1: parked in the driveway next door. Does My brother ran
Speaker 1: to tell my mom and she said that we would
Speaker 1: drive by the house on our way home from the lake.
Speaker 1: We got into town super late, and I was asleep
Speaker 1: in the back seat. I was still in my bathing
Speaker 1: suit and I had my beach towel wrapped around me.
Speaker 1: We pulled up to the house where the vehicle was parked,
Speaker 1: and my mom whipped out a camera to snap some pictures.
Speaker 1: This is when camera phones were just becoming a thing,
Speaker 1: so I'm pretty sure she ended up using a disposable
Speaker 1: camera from Walgreens or some shit like that. Oh, bring
Speaker 1: them back.
Speaker 3: I wonder if that's what people used to do for
Speaker 3: like accidents and stuff like keep a disposable camera in
Speaker 3: your car.
Speaker 1: Motorcycle riders do that, do they? Really? They did that?
Speaker 2: Yes, back when it was before go pro.
Speaker 1: Saw a guy getting a fucking gnarly motorcycle accident. I
Speaker 1: got out and went over to him, and he goes
Speaker 1: hey on the ground, like after he woke up. Hey,
Speaker 1: there's a fucking disposable camera under my seat. Use the
Speaker 1: whole roll, get everything. Oh and I fucking r I
Speaker 1: just remembered this part of the story, Like I knew
Speaker 1: about that, but I forgot about that part.
Speaker 2: That's so weird.
Speaker 1: And I just fucking and I had. I was driving
Speaker 1: my best bud at the time, so I was like,
Speaker 1: I got you.
Speaker 3: Yeah, we were a motorbike friend. Yeah, so wait a second,
Speaker 3: you came upon this accident.
Speaker 1: It happened directly in front of me. Like, so you
Speaker 1: were a witness? Yeah, shit, he was. Okay, I hope,
Speaker 1: I don't know. Maybe not.
Speaker 3: I stuck my phone number in his backpack. Okay, he
Speaker 3: never called me. Well he was in the hospital with
Speaker 3: all four limbs in the air.
Speaker 1: Come on, okay, Well, my mom and brother were going
Speaker 1: full Vogue cover shoot on the suburban. I slipped out
Speaker 1: of the back seat and up the walkway of our
Speaker 1: random house a few doors down. I must have thought
Speaker 1: that we were home. I opened the front door, and
Speaker 1: this is where I vaguely remember walking into a house
Speaker 1: that smelled like smoke. However, I was so tired that
Speaker 1: I laid down on the couch and fell back asleep.
Speaker 1: I remember that the living room was arranged exactly like
Speaker 1: hours at home, and they had their TV on. I
Speaker 1: awoke a few minutes later to the sound of a
Speaker 1: blood curdling scream coming from outside. My mom was absolutely
Speaker 1: losing her shit. She thought I was kidnapped and was
Speaker 1: screaming my name up and down the block. I remember
Speaker 1: waking up and looking around wondering where the hell I was.
Speaker 1: I walked right out the front door, left it wide open,
Speaker 1: and yelled to my mom, I'm right here. She was
Speaker 1: crying and completely freaking out. The next morning, I told
Speaker 1: my mom that we had to go back to the
Speaker 1: house because I left my favorite beach towel on their
Speaker 1: living room couch. We went back and told the people
Speaker 1: who lived there what happened. They thought it was hilarious.
Speaker 2: I mean, that is hilarious, and they missed the whole thing.
Speaker 1: Yeah, But then they came out and the door is
Speaker 1: wide open, and there's a towel on the floor, like
Speaker 1: what happened.
Speaker 2: And their dog, Rusty ran away.
Speaker 1: Rusty. All of that could have been avoided if one
Speaker 1: the asshole never hit my brother's car and fled the scene,
Speaker 1: and two those people locked their fucking doors Luckily, everyone
Speaker 1: ended up fine. I was safe, I got my favorite
Speaker 1: beach towel back, and my brother ended up getting money
Speaker 1: for the damage the guy caused to his car. Nice, Nice,
Speaker 1: stay sexy, don't flee the scene of a crime, and
Speaker 1: lock your fucking doors so people don't sleep walk into
Speaker 1: your living room.
Speaker 3: Audrey, this is such a close neighborhood. They're like, we
Speaker 3: caught him, get over here, and then I'm on in
Speaker 3: and I'm just go to sleep on your neighbor's couch. Oh,
Speaker 3: that's so that's so funny. If you woke up and
Speaker 3: you were like us, you're a twelve year old like us,
Speaker 3: where it's like someone's been here, and then you start
Speaker 3: taking pictures of the inside of your house. I'll read
Speaker 3: you this subject line since it works. I was robbed,
Speaker 3: it prom dearest Darling ist Karen and Georgia. In episode
Speaker 3: four seventy five, Karen told us about the time she
Speaker 3: was robbed by a lady in the sunglasses store on
Speaker 3: Hollywood Boulevard. Remember that one, Yeah, when she was like
Speaker 3: a hat a twenty sticking out of my pocket, but
Speaker 3: I forgot yeah, and she.
Speaker 2: Was like hello.
Speaker 3: This reminded me of something that happened to me at
Speaker 3: senior prom and the year two thousand and three. I've
Speaker 3: just turned so this was some time ago, but you
Speaker 3: never forget this kind of thing. While we all had
Speaker 3: this aerotypical prom, like every other school in America, all
Speaker 3: the parents of seniors joined together to plan something called
Speaker 3: Snap Senior Night after Prom, where they literally rented out
Speaker 3: a Dave and Busters from eleven PM to eight am
Speaker 3: as a ployee to keep all of us from partying
Speaker 3: after prom.
Speaker 2: Oh that's smart.
Speaker 3: After the dance, seriously, our parents were like, go stand
Speaker 3: in a field for all we care.
Speaker 1: Here's alcohol. Yeah yeah, here's some warm beer and zeem,
Speaker 1: I get the fuck.
Speaker 3: One of us will go on a cruise. The understanding
Speaker 3: is you will stay indoors. So it says after the dance,
Speaker 3: we all rode in our limos and cars to Dave
Speaker 3: and Busters, turned in our suit jackets, dresses, purses, et cetera,
Speaker 3: changed clothes, and were basically locked in all night. It
Speaker 3: was actually pretty fun. It's very smart. As you can imagine,
Speaker 3: after a long night of dancing and then being locked
Speaker 3: in with your entire senior class, the eight am hour
Speaker 3: at the Dave.
Speaker 2: And Busters was rough.
Speaker 1: Oh god.
Speaker 3: I mean everyone was over it. We were all tired
Speaker 3: physically and also tired of each other. Friendships ended, Matt
Speaker 3: David Busters, girlfriends dumped boyfriends. It was a lot of togetherness.
Speaker 3: My friend group remained somewhat intact as the sun came up,
Speaker 3: and we agreed to gather our things and meeted a
Speaker 3: small staircase at the front of the building while we
Speaker 3: waited to be picked up. Sorry, that just reminds me
Speaker 3: of I've told you when we went to Senior Night
Speaker 3: at Disneyland. Yeah. I was emat like at eleven thirty,
Speaker 3: I'm like, I'm done, I'm gonna lay down on a bench.
Speaker 1: Yeah.
Speaker 3: And it's almost like that it is your first teenage
Speaker 3: test of what you're going to be like to party
Speaker 3: with ye And people are just like yes, no, yes, no, total.
Speaker 2: It's like, I'm gonna go home and go to the party. Yep,
Speaker 2: who can stay up all night?
Speaker 3: I was down there first, so I sat on the
Speaker 3: stairs with all my crap, laid my head down on
Speaker 3: my giant cobalt blue puffy dress, and closed my eyes,
Speaker 3: waiting for my friends. Within a few seconds, a random
Speaker 3: girl sat next to me. I opened my eyes to
Speaker 3: see that she was a fellow PRAM attendee, but I
Speaker 3: didn't know her or recognize her, but she seemed like
Speaker 3: she wanted to chat.
Speaker 2: Did you have fun? What did did you do last night?
Speaker 2: Did you go bowling?
Speaker 3: I was in no mood for small talk with a
Speaker 3: girl I didn't know, so I closed my eyes again
Speaker 3: and gave very short curt answers, hoping she would catch
Speaker 3: my vibe, and she eventually walked away. It turns out
Speaker 3: she was robbing me while I was sitting there with
Speaker 3: my eyes closed. What were you doing last night?
Speaker 1: Did Joe fun? You'd think a lock in would be safe.
Speaker 1: I would definitely not watch my purse, and I did
Speaker 1: watch it, but I wouldn't be worried. Yeah, you wouldn't
Speaker 1: be on alert.
Speaker 3: No, you'd think you could just sleep on some stairs
Speaker 3: like a normal person.
Speaker 2: It's so crazy.
Speaker 3: When our parents picked us up, my dad asked me
Speaker 3: for his cash. That's right before we left for prom.
Speaker 3: My dad handed me two hundred dollars cash to use
Speaker 3: in case of emergency. None of us had credit cards,
Speaker 3: but it was to be returned immediately after we got
Speaker 3: done at david Buster. Oh my god, it wasn't spending money.
Speaker 3: It was emergency money for flat tires, etc. As we
Speaker 3: lived in a rural area and the prom was in
Speaker 3: the big city. I had the cash in my tiny
Speaker 3: silver purse, along with some earrings my sister had lent me.
Speaker 3: When my dad asked for this money, I opened my
Speaker 3: little purse and found it to be empty.
Speaker 2: Oh, earrings and cash all gone.
Speaker 3: I was so confused because my purse had been in
Speaker 3: my possession all night, except for when it was checked
Speaker 3: into the purse check monitored by volunteer parents, and then
Speaker 3: immediately handed back to me. I knew it was the
Speaker 3: girl that had sat next to me making awkward conversation
Speaker 3: while my eyes were closed. A few days later, at school,
Speaker 3: people were sharing photo albums and I saw the girl
Speaker 3: in a photo and it immediately jumped out at me.
Speaker 2: That's her.
Speaker 3: Oh my god, that's the girl who sat experienced toole
Speaker 3: my money and earrings. She was the date of a
Speaker 3: guy in my government class. So I sought him out
Speaker 3: and said, hey, do you know your date? Robbed me
Speaker 3: at David Busters, who is she? He felt bad and
Speaker 3: said other people from within his own group had told
Speaker 3: him the same thing.
Speaker 1: This girls, this little klepts just gone around fucking.
Speaker 2: She robbed many people that night.
Speaker 3: Girl. I want to be friends with this girl, right,
Speaker 3: I mean she was like on one. He didn't know
Speaker 3: her well, he said, And she didn't go to our school.
Speaker 3: I would hope not. They open her locker, all everybody's
Speaker 3: stuff pours out cash. I saw the assistant principal who
Speaker 3: informed me that she didn't go to our school, so
Speaker 3: there was nothing that.
Speaker 2: They could do.
Speaker 3: I felt so bad about losing my dad's money, and
Speaker 3: even more guilty about losing my sister's earrings, as they
Speaker 3: were special to her. I will forever regret trying to
Speaker 3: ignore her. Yet I will also forever be somewhat impressed
Speaker 3: by all caps the audacity to be asked to a
Speaker 3: prom at another school, only to spend your evening robbing everyone. Yeah,
Speaker 3: love y'all so much, SSDGM, And don't ignore awkward conversations
Speaker 3: in a Dave and Buster's while you have forty seven
Speaker 3: bobby pins in your hair.
Speaker 1: Jenny that I hope that girl turn out okay, bless
Speaker 1: her heart.
Speaker 3: Yeah, I hope this was maybe, And I'm not saying
Speaker 3: this is justified, although it is, like it's a rich
Speaker 3: kid's school.
Speaker 2: She gets invited to the prom.
Speaker 3: She's like, I'm going back to the other side of
Speaker 3: the tracks and I'm going to collect I'm going to
Speaker 3: fill my pockets or vice versa. She's like, I'm rich
Speaker 3: and no one will ever prosecute me, so I'm going
Speaker 3: to rob all these poor people whatever, whatever it is. Yeah,
Speaker 3: please write in. We know you just write us an email.
Speaker 1: Okay. This one's called mind blowing guaranteed podcasting Princesses. I
Speaker 1: doubt you've ever heard a story like this one which
Speaker 1: took place in my home state of Michigan several years back.
Speaker 1: On April sixth, two thousand and six, a van carrying
Speaker 1: nine students from Taylor University in Indiana was returning to
Speaker 1: school from an event when a semi truck lost control,
Speaker 1: crossed the median and hit the van, killing five passengers.
Speaker 1: Two of the Taylor students were from Michigan, just north
Speaker 1: of Indiana, and when the county corner was done, one
Speaker 1: of the Michigan girls was dead while the other had
Speaker 1: survived badly injured. I know, I hate these fucking stories.
Speaker 3: Well, also, just that thing of like the older kids
Speaker 3: get and they leave the house totally the risk is
Speaker 3: just increasing. Nor just went on long drive by herself,
Speaker 3: and my sister was like, she's an adult. I can't be, like,
Speaker 3: you're not allowed to.
Speaker 1: It's one of the reasons I don't want to kids.
Speaker 1: I just I couldn't do that. It's so yeah, so tough, okay.
Speaker 1: The students were identified through purses and IDs scattered around
Speaker 1: the scene. The body of blonde eighteen year old Whitney
Speaker 1: Sarah was transported home to Gaylord, Michigan, where her devastated
Speaker 1: family grieved her loss, held a funeral, and buried her
Speaker 1: in the local cemetery. The surviving Michigan student, also blonde,
Speaker 1: was unresponsive but was identified through an id laying near
Speaker 1: her as twenty two year old Laura van rinn And
Speaker 1: was airlifted to a nearby er and trauma center, where
Speaker 1: she was stabilized. When her family rushed to her side,
Speaker 1: they were told to expect she would not look like herself,
Speaker 1: with bandages around her face and tubes in her head
Speaker 1: and mouth. Over the next five weeks, after Laura's family
Speaker 1: had her move to a facility near their home and
Speaker 1: grew in Rapids, Michigan, they kept up a vigil at
Speaker 1: her bedside that at times left them baffled. Laura called
Speaker 1: them false parents in a way they thought was lovingly teasing.
Speaker 1: Once she regained her speech, she would often whisper Whitney
Speaker 1: when therapists or nurses called her Laura. When an aunt insisted,
Speaker 1: I don't care what anyone says. That doesn't look like
Speaker 1: Laura to me, Laura's father assured her that this was natural.
Speaker 1: Laura's sister, Lisa, glimpsed a new belly button piercing and
Speaker 1: thought to herself spring break. Finally, at the end of
Speaker 1: five weeks, Lisa was sitting alone with her sister when
Speaker 1: Laura said her name was Whitney. Sarah and her parents
Speaker 1: were Newel and Colleen. Lisa said, quote, our suspicions had
Speaker 1: been building, and in that moment, I just knew that
Speaker 1: she was right.
Speaker 3: But you would have every reason to be like, no, no, no,
Speaker 3: this can't.
Speaker 1: Be psychologically and logically too, because you're being told those things.
Speaker 3: It's not these official people are saying this is what's happening, right,
Speaker 3: But you'd also be like, great, totally, she's alive and
Speaker 3: she's here.
Speaker 1: Laura and Whitney's identities had been mixed up. By people
Speaker 1: helping at the accident scene. They looked alike, with blonde
Speaker 1: hair and similar builds and facial features. Whitney's sister, Carly,
Speaker 1: also a student at Taylor, had not been able to
Speaker 1: bring herself to identify the actual body at the morgue
Speaker 1: after being told her sister had been killed. After morning,
Speaker 1: for five weeks, Whitney Sarah's family were informed that Whitney
Speaker 1: was still alive, and Laura Vanrin's family had to accept
Speaker 1: that Laura, who they thought they had been caring for,
Speaker 1: was gone.
Speaker 2: That's so horrible.
Speaker 1: The bizarre, tragic accident would later prompt Indiana lawmakers to
Speaker 1: enact stricter guidelines regarding coroners identifying victims of fatal crashes.
Speaker 1: On March twenty eight, two thousand and eight, Dateline NBC
Speaker 1: aired an episode regarding this mix up titled A Twist
Speaker 1: of Fate, and the two families involved have written a
Speaker 1: book entitled Mistaken Identity.
Speaker 2: Oh I want to read that book.
Speaker 1: Yeah, Oh, can you fucking imagine?
Speaker 2: But then that means they like work together, yeah, like.
Speaker 1: Yeah, stay sexyon always view the body, Margaret.
Speaker 3: I mean, how like, yeah, I think the thing that's
Speaker 3: really making me catch my breath. Is that that's exactly
Speaker 3: what you want to happen. When you find out that
Speaker 3: someone you love die totally, you fantasize about exactly.
Speaker 1: And then five weeks later to find out you've been
Speaker 1: grieving for five weeks, You've gone through so many feelings
Speaker 1: and emotions and just devastation, and then you get your
Speaker 1: person back.
Speaker 3: Yep, and Whitney's laying there and they're calling her the
Speaker 3: wrong name, and she's in this state she kind of
Speaker 3: probably doesn't even really know what's going on.
Speaker 2: Yeah, trying to say who.
Speaker 1: I mean, no, it's who.
Speaker 3: That could have been a full episode story, that really could.
Speaker 3: I'm going to change it up with a little pet
Speaker 3: hero story.
Speaker 1: Great.
Speaker 3: It starts Hello from Calgary, Alberta, Canada. I suck ad intro,
Speaker 3: so please excuse my lack there. Just know that I
Speaker 3: love you. You asked for pet hero stories and this
Speaker 3: is something that I can at least deliver. Back in
Speaker 3: the spring of twenty twelve, I was in my final
Speaker 3: year of UNI and was big into running that My
Speaker 3: then puppy, a female Doberman Pincher border Collie named Charlie,
Speaker 3: was my enthusiastic companion on these jaunts at border Collie
Speaker 3: Doberman pinchers, like the most springy dog ever made at dogs.
Speaker 1: I don't really go together, but I'm sure it's bullying.
Speaker 3: It's like all muscle and excitement. It was a warm
Speaker 3: eleven degrees celsius in today's money, thirty four fifty two
Speaker 3: afternoon in late March. I should have told you what
Speaker 3: month it was, and a chnook wind had recently come
Speaker 3: through the city, melting most of the snow off the
Speaker 3: sidewalks and trails that I frequented. Side note, Calgary is
Speaker 3: locally known for its warm chnuck winds, which come off
Speaker 3: the oceans from the southwest.
Speaker 2: Flowing and went to the north.
Speaker 3: Shea weather man, I don't know, and generally boosting our
Speaker 3: outside temper, which for several days at a time, and
Speaker 3: then in parentheses it says, hallelujah. I think everyone's a
Speaker 3: weather man when they live in Calgary. You better know
Speaker 3: what's happening. Yeah, this specific day, I grabbed Charlie, laced
Speaker 3: up my running shoes without my ice cleats, and took off.
Speaker 1: Bad idea, Just fucking stay home. You can take today off.
Speaker 3: You know, and you you know when you forget your
Speaker 3: ice cleats and you really regret it later.
Speaker 1: And it's eleven degrees celsius.
Speaker 2: Celsius, and we're like, hey, we're from California.
Speaker 1: Yeah, you're You're in grade six and you're and you
Speaker 1: want to you.
Speaker 2: Want to get into the boot but you can't.
Speaker 1: Yeah.
Speaker 2: Oh wait, that's British.
Speaker 3: I made it through most of my normal route and
Speaker 3: was literally approaching the final descent on my stretch home
Speaker 3: about five minutes from my house when I.
Speaker 2: Hit a patch of black ice.
Speaker 3: Things happened fast, and I don't remember much as I
Speaker 3: passed out from the pain. Oh my god, woke up
Speaker 3: briefly in the ambulance, Oh my God, then passed out again.
Speaker 3: But I did later get some details that I had
Speaker 3: been shared with the paramedics upon their at the scene.
Speaker 1: So fall and you get knocked out like that.
Speaker 3: Is and it's because I've seen I've seen video people
Speaker 3: just all of a sudden, you're just tripping on the
Speaker 3: ground because there's a patch of ice that you can't see.
Speaker 1: It's just scary.
Speaker 3: So it says apparently Charlie, who was still on leash
Speaker 3: at the time of my fall, was able to run
Speaker 3: down the trail barking furiously. She got the attention of
Speaker 3: the next passerby she found, who luckily had some medical training.
Speaker 3: Even luckier, this person noted the dragging leash and the
Speaker 3: purpose with which Charlie moved away, and then stopped to
Speaker 3: wait to see if they would follow Charlie. Oh, Charlie's
Speaker 3: doing it.
Speaker 1: They did.
Speaker 3: Charlie led my rescuer right back to me, whereupon they
Speaker 3: found me lying unconscious on the ground with my leg
Speaker 3: no no, facing the wrong way. Oh, and immediately called
Speaker 3: for help. I ended up breaking my leg in how
Speaker 3: many places?
Speaker 2: Five places?
Speaker 1: Too many places?
Speaker 3: Needing two plate That means the femur is definitely involved,
Speaker 3: take it, probably needing two plates surgically implanted. And I
Speaker 3: was in the hospital for eleven days, thankfully not in
Speaker 3: life threatening condition. And editorial note, thankfully in Canada where
Speaker 3: it's free.
Speaker 1: Congratulations, We're going to.
Speaker 2: Get there one day, America, we are going to get Can.
Speaker 1: You imagine everyone not going bankrupt from a fucking accident
Speaker 1: because you slipped? Yeah?
Speaker 3: It scares me to think of how long I may
Speaker 3: have been lying on a cold sidewalk if not for
Speaker 3: Charlie and my rescuer. It makes me even more sad
Speaker 3: than I never got the name of my rescuer. To
Speaker 3: thank them for everything they did that day after helping.
Speaker 1: Scry what should put your phone on Burne's backpack just
Speaker 1: like I did? See I was right, he could have
Speaker 1: fucking helped me. You're gonna thank me.
Speaker 3: This is why we all need business cards, not for
Speaker 3: business but for pleasure.
Speaker 1: Okay, at me, bro on your business card.
Speaker 3: At me to thank them for for everything they did.
Speaker 3: And after helping see Me into the ambulance, they called
Speaker 3: the phone numbers on Charlie's ID tags and got a
Speaker 3: hold of my then roommate and were able to get
Speaker 3: Charlie home safely too, so they took over. Come on
Speaker 3: a good person, forward, good person, Yeah, good good Canadian.
Speaker 3: Charlie's now thirteen years old, has mild arthritis, but still
Speaker 3: loves to go for slow runs and bike rides.
Speaker 2: She rides in a carriage.
Speaker 3: Oh girl, I think, boy, it happens. She also has
Speaker 3: developed the same fear of ice that I have Penguin
Speaker 3: shuffle for the wind. She's my everything and has seen
Speaker 3: me through it all, good, bad and ugly. I can
Speaker 3: only hope as she transitions into these final elder years
Speaker 3: of her life that she feels like I've given her
Speaker 3: the same.
Speaker 2: Oh no, oh, come on, sorry, this is so long.
Speaker 3: Big shout out to the everyday heroes of our world,
Speaker 3: both animal and human, Stay sexy and wear are the
Speaker 3: damn ice cleats.
Speaker 2: Kayleie, there's George. I called her Georgie. There's Charlie.
Speaker 1: Oh the good girl, Charlie. Are sweet little Beard coming in?
Speaker 3: Oh the listeners, We're definitely going to post this sweetest
Speaker 3: picture of the sweetest dog who saved her owner's life.
Speaker 1: Oh my gosh, she's gorgeous about face right there?
Speaker 3: I want to I think she smells like free Do's
Speaker 3: and I want to see I want to rub her haunches,
Speaker 3: Oh my god, and.
Speaker 2: Give her scratch.
Speaker 1: Amazing. That was amazing. That was good?
Speaker 3: Right?
Speaker 1: Yes? Okay. My last one is called prank Dad. Hello,
Speaker 1: my fun loving aunties. Hello, Do I have a prank
Speaker 1: Dad story for you? Growing up, I was the middle
Speaker 1: of three girls, and both of my parents were in
Speaker 1: law enforcement, So obviously my sisters and I decided our
Speaker 1: calling in life was to be as annoying as possible.
Speaker 1: One day, my dad jokingly threatened to handcuff us together
Speaker 1: until you can get along. We did not take him
Speaker 1: seriously at all. We kept bickering, complaining, and pushing each
Speaker 1: other's buttons until he pulled out the handcuffs and said,
Speaker 1: until you can get along, you're staying handcuffed together.
Speaker 2: Wow, three of them.
Speaker 1: Yeah, Jesus has to be against protocol.
Speaker 2: Right, there's nothing legal or correct about this.
Speaker 1: Cute the dramatic sighing and I rolling. We decided, fine,
Speaker 1: peace treaty it is. But when he went to unlock us,
Speaker 1: he realized his handcuff keys were at work. So yes,
Speaker 1: we had to drive over an hour handcuffed together to
Speaker 1: get his keys. Were we getting along by then? Absolutely not.
Speaker 1: Once we walked into the police station, all of his
Speaker 1: coworkers stared at him like he was unhinged. He just
Speaker 1: shrugged and said, kids, Am I right? Anyways? My siblings
Speaker 1: and I never fought again after that. Just kidding, of
Speaker 1: course we did, but it was the last time we
Speaker 1: were physically restrained as a family bonding activity. Yeah. I
Speaker 1: can't wait to write again and tell you about the
Speaker 1: case my dad worked on involving serial killer Wayne adam Ford,
Speaker 1: one of the world's most evil killers. He was one
Speaker 1: of the lead detectives on that case.
Speaker 2: Wow.
Speaker 1: Shout out to my wife Crumb, who introduced me to
Speaker 1: your podcast in twenty twenty. We saw you live in
Speaker 1: Boston and had a wonderful time. Thank you for everything
Speaker 1: you do. Seriously, we love you. Stay sexy and always
Speaker 1: keep an extra set of keys on you.
Speaker 3: He'll she her, I mean hill, great email. Also, what
Speaker 3: a great kind of like, Yeah, if you're going to
Speaker 3: do something and take this big swing, you better make
Speaker 3: sure you have everything you need to be the responsible adult.
Speaker 2: Right.
Speaker 1: That's it's the definition of fuck around and find out.
Speaker 1: He fucked around and he found the fuck out.
Speaker 2: That's right.
Speaker 3: And then everyone at work found out too. Yeah, Like,
Speaker 3: what great parenting skills you have.
Speaker 1: I definitely talked about that one at the Christmas party
Speaker 1: that year.
Speaker 3: Although I don't envy anyone with three daughters. No, mayhem,
Speaker 3: my god, chaos not great.
Speaker 1: Hey, tell us about your sibling fights and stuff?
Speaker 2: Are you one of three girls?
Speaker 1: Tell us all about it.
Speaker 3: You'll get right to the front if you send us
Speaker 3: emails about your horrible fights.
Speaker 1: That's right at my favorite murder at Gmail or anything
Speaker 1: else you want to write about.
Speaker 2: Yeah, which let us know and then until then stay sexy.
Speaker 1: And don't get murdered. Goodbye. Do you want to Cookie?
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Speaker 1: Our senior producer is Molly Smith and our associate producer
Speaker 1: is Tessa Hughes.
Speaker 2: Our editor is Aristotle Ascevedo.
Speaker 1: This episode was mixed by Leona Squalacci.
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