But for a lot of families, Sunday morning is a time to sleep in, rest, recuperate and recharge from the previous week and try to prepare for the upcoming one. Unfortunately for one Franklin County, Alabama family, their Sunday morning was started when Jesus Christ himself appeared and woke them up.

Charles Eugene Timms, 65, (ain’t he a peach girls? He just sets your nose hair on fire he’s so fine) of Gun Town, MS (you just can’t make this shit up) broke into the family’s home proclaiming that he was Jesus Christ and he was there to have sex with the homeowner’s wife and daughter, so hand them over (“We’ve come for your daughter Chuck”).

Naturally, the homeowner was a trifle taken-aback by this request and showing what I consider to be an enormous amount of restraint, approached Charles, unarmed (I mean come on people, this is ALABAMA – it seems like everyone in the entire state is armed) and quietly tried to calm Charles down. Then Charles Eugene Timms dropped his pants, exposing his rod and staff and switched identities and claimed to be Elvis Presley. I guess he thought he was “A Hunk of Burning Love.”

While Mr. Homeowner was reminiscing with Elvis about his appearances on the Ed Sullivan show, another member of the family was able to call the police to tell them to come with their nets and possibly a straight jacket to remove Christ/Elvis from their home so that they could get on with their relaxing.

When the police arrived, Charles Eugene Timms fled the scene, with his pants still down around his ankles. A short time later, he was apprehended.

I chuckle at the “short time” thing. I mean how fast can a 65-year old fruit loop run with his pants around his ankles?

When he was finally caught and arrested, Charles Eugene Timms told the cops his name was “Jean” Simms, claimed to be the grandson of Harry Houdini and would escape from their evil clutches, and there wasn’t a thing they could do about it. Thankfully, Charles’ escape skills proved futile and he was charged with third-degree burglary, attempted indecent exposure and resisting arrest.

In an ironic case of stating the obvious, Franklin County District Attorney Joey Rushing said, “Just based on the circumstances of the arrest, we’ll be asking the state to conduct a mental evaluation on the suspect when the time comes.” Duh, ya think?

Now I in no way believe that poor old Charles/Jean/Christ/Elvis/Harry deserves to be thrown into the fiery pits of hell. On the contrary, we should keep him around just for the chuckle factor. Maybe he’ll turn into the Terminator (I’ll be back!”). He seems harmless enough. He appears to have so many people living in his head it would be impossible for him to come to any agreements with them all as to any criminal behavior.

We deal with so much absolute evil here, that once in a while it is nice to just sit back and laugh. Like Mel Brooks once said

“Humor is just another defense against the universe.”

So laugh away.

UPDATE

A new video of Charles Eugene Timms was spotted on YouTube earlier today. There is some controversy about the identification of Mr. Timms, but no one argues that it is definitely his M.O.

At the time, the woman was pregnant (three months in), and was charged with kidnapping, attempted rape (for which he was charged and served fifteen years in prison), and rape. He got out of prison five years ago.

That was supposedly the end of Sowell. You know, since prison is supposed to change people, supposed to make them better. He worked at a factory, quit, collected unemployment, and made a living selling scrap metal. Typical convict behavior.

Until September of 2009.

According to the Havelock News Network: “Sowell invited a woman he knew to his home for a drink. On September 22, 2009 she reported to police that after a few drinks, he became angry, hit her, choked her and raped her as she passed out. On October 29, police arrived at his home with a warrant to arrest him for the alleged rape. He was not there, but they found two bodies on the floor in the living room. He was located and arrested two days later.”

As if two bodies weren’t enough of a problem in the first place for the former prisoner, four more bodies were found around the property. Apparently, Anthony Sowell was too stupid to cover up his shallow grave in the basement.

After those initial six bodies were found around the house, three and a half (remains from a fourth) more bodies were found buried in the backyard. Apparently Mr. Sowell here had himself a regular graveyard operation running at his home/scrap metal business.

Then there was the bucket outside the house. Yeah, there was a bucket outside the house. You’ll never guess what was in this bucket. Remains from the eleventh victim. A human skull, to be more precise. Maybe Anthony Sowell was practicing for his local community center’s Shakespeare-fest.

Or maybe he was crazy. Or stupid. Or both.

Ten of the eleven bodies were identified in the three months after the first were found. They were all women, and they were all killed between May 2007 and July 2009. The remains of the fourth victim found in the backyard were too mutilated and ground to a powder to identify properly.

According to CBS News: “Lori Frazier, the niece of Mayor Frank G. Jackson, began a relationship with Sowell shortly after his release from prison, and resided in his home. She claims in an interview to have smelled the stench of the bodies and been told that the smell was coming from Sowell’s stepmother and when she moved out that the smell was from Ray’s Sausage shop.

“There is some confusion about when Frazier stopped living in Sowell’s home. In a video interview she mentions moving out in 2007, but in a published article she is said to have been living there until 2008. Another article quotes a friend of Frazier’s stating that Frazier stopped hanging around the house in 2008.”

So now what do we have? A fiteen-year felon, a scrap metal shop run out of a house turned into a graveyard, eleven dead bodies in various places around the premises, yet another rape, and a rebel niece of a Cleveland mayor dating this crazed maniac. What does this all spell out?

Sowell is currently charged with 85 separate counts of kidnapping, rape, and murder. He awaits sentencing and is facing life in prison. Sowell plans to plead not guilty by reason of insanity.

Maybe, just maybe, one of his cellmates will sharpen a toothbrush and put Sowell where he truly belongs. We all know where that is.

John Violette’s first trip to a California psychiatric hospital was back in the 1990′s. John was in his mid twenties and was displaying behavior that had grown increasingly bizarre. Behavior such as violent outbursts, talking to voices no one else could hear, paranoia, thinking people were following him, and trying to jump from a moving vehicle. His family also speculates that John was using drugs, but could never officially verify what, if any, he was using.

The family tried to enter John into a drug rehabilitation program, but he ran out, later turning up at a hospital emergency room in a frenzied state. Drug screens done that night could show nothing in his system. John was readmitted to a mental health facility. After a short stint in the hospital, a doctor officially diagnosed John Violette as a paranoid schizophrenic and recommend that he be released with a prescription for an anti-psychotic medication to keep his illness under control.

After returning home in his newly medicated state, his family became concerned that the pills he was taking were making him sluggish. They notice his speech had slowed a bit. Doubtful of the doctor’s schizophrenia diagnosis, John’s sister Denise urged him to stop taking his medication. He did. According to Denise, that was the last time John ever took medication to keep his paranoid schizophrenia under control.

After a few months, John seemed to be on the mend. He felt well enough to move away from his family in California and make a move to North Carolina. It was there that he started attending a Baptist church and frequenting their social events for singles. It was there at the Colonial Baptist Church that he met his future wife Amber. The couple fell in love and got married. For a few years all was well. John was able to maintain steady employment, the couple continued to attend church on a regular basis, and in 2002 after purchasing a new home their daughter Katlin was born.

At this point, it might seem as though John’s troubled past was behind him. But schizophrenia is not a mental illness to be taken lightly. People who suffer from this disease can suppress it for years and be perfectly fine, upstanding members of society. But more often than not, something snaps. Voices start being heard again. The looming dread of being followed starts to creep back in to every day life. You start feeling the grip of panic more and more frequently. Suddenly loved ones begin to look evil. Houseplants begin to look like strategically concealed microphones, recording your every word. Grocery store cashiers look like government agents sent to profile your every purchase. The hell of living this existence alone started to wear on John Violette. So he did what any man who put his faith in God would do. He read his bible.

On the morning of January 12th 2007, Amber Violette was preparing for a day at work as usual. John had abruptly quit his job with Lowe’s the day before, and was acting a bit… off. Katlin Violette, undoubtedly too young to understand that anything might be wrong with her father, was looking forward to a day of alone time with her dad. After all, John had always been the “fun” parent who loved to organize living room campouts and joke around. But that morning, it seemed as though that was the last thing on John’s mind.

As his wife prepared to leave, John begged her repeatedly to stay. Clearly terrified he explained to his wife that the apocalypse was imminent, and that a major disaster was primed to wipe out the eastern seaboard. Perhaps upon hearing this, Amber briefly considered calling out of work that day. Perhaps she thought she ought to stay with her husband, or hire a sitter for Katlin while she brought him to the nearest health facility. Any of these options would have been better than the chaos that was going to unfold, but that morning Amber left her ranting and visibly distraught husband and went to work.

Now the voices in John’s head were getting louder. Angrier. In John’s mind he was hearing the voice of God that morning, and God was telling him that his daughter had been invaded by an evil force. This was not John’s first time hearing the voice of God in his head. A month earlier, God had told him he could help save the world from evil and destruction by joining the “Christ Intelligence Agency”… CIA. The voice grew more persistent, telling John that the only way to rid the world of this demon was to kill it, and remove it’s head so that the spirit could not re-inhabit the body. So John did what he was told. He ran into the kitchen, grabbed a knife and stabbed his daughter to death. After he was sure she had died he decapitated her, stuffing her head into a trash can and commanding the family’s dog to make sure the spirit did not escape.
Then, John Violette ran.

In John’s mind, he needed to get off the east coast. He needed to get to other members of the Christ Intelligence Agency in Montana, to await the end of the world as predicted in the bible’s book of Revelation. Problem was, John wasn’t able to book a flight. He found one to Washington DC and boarded the plane. I wonder if any of the crew noticed him acting strangely? If he tried to share his predictions. He must have had the mental clarity to change his clothing before attempting to board an airplane. After many flights, I have been delayed more than once over a lighter or a silver belt buckle, so I’m sure if he’d shown up covered in his daughter’s blood, someone would have noticed. Once he got to DC, John holed himself up in a hotel with his bible and waited for the worst.

Around lunchtime, Amber came home to check in on her husband and daughter. Perhaps she was concerned about her husband’s strange behavior that morning, but it was well known that the family frequently made time to have lunch together so it wouldn’t have been unusual for her to come home mid day. But this day, something had gone horribly, hideously wrong. Upon walking into her home, Amber found her daughter’s headless body laying in the hallway. There was blood everywhere. John was nowhere to be found.

*I have to pause here and calm my lurching stomach. I cannot imagine the absolute horror that woman must have experienced seeing her baby that way.*
Amber frantically dialed 911, knowing there was nothing she could do. In a chilling call, Amber can he heard telling the dispatcher:

“Her head’s off! I can’t do anything! She’s dead! Don’t you get it? I can’t look! I can’t look! My baby … that’s my baby!”

Amber stood there amidst the chaos. She had expected to come home and have lunch with the two people she loved most in the world, but relatively speaking, both of them were already gone. Police arrived and began following the paper trail John had left that morning on his credit card, for both the plane ticket to Washington DC and the hotel he was staying at. When Police finally caught up with him, he was screaming excerpts from the book of Revelation and warning the officers that the end was near. After nearly ten years of keeping his illness dormant, John had finally reached the end of the line. He was immediately placed under arrest for the murder of his daughter Katlin.

John Violette’s trial was wrought with emotion and grief. Family and friends insisted over and over that this was not the man they had known and loved. They collectively wondered why this tragedy had happened. What I find frustrating, is that all the signs were there, and no one did anything.

John had been diagnosed as a schizophrenic and his family refused to believe the doctor, after putting him in the hospital looking for answers. He was put on medication to get his delusions under control and his family encouraged him to stop taking it. He quit his job and began sharing disturbing theories about the end of the world, but still he was left alone with a helpless child while his wife went to work and no one did anything. John Violette was left to fall through the cracks and a little girl lost her life over something that could have been prevented. “”I look back and I think, ‘We should never have let him out of that place’ said Denise Violette, John’s sister. As they say, hindsight is always 20/20.

John never stood trial for his daughter’s murder. His attorney Bob Denning entered a plea of insanity, saying that John Violette had no idea what he was doing the day he murdered his daughter and could not be held accountable. In a statement pleading for mercy from the court, Amber Violette begged for her husband to be placed into a mental hospital instead of a prison. “I want him to be treated. I still have hope” said Amber. Three doctors who testified at the trial were in agreement that this was a deeply disturbed man, not a criminal. On Thursday January 3rd, 2008 nearly one year after the murder of Katlin Violette, Superior Court Judge Jack Thompson declared John Violette not guilty by reason of insanity.

But John Violette might be walking the streets sometime in the near future. Since he was never proven guilty of committing a crime, he has been detained at the Dorothea Dix Hospital in North Carolina. He will remain there until he can prove to a judge that he has been fully rehabilitated and capable of re-entering society *shudder*.

Amber continues to stand by her husband, telling people who question her loyalty to the man who killed her child, “John is the most loving, compassionate, gentle man. And I know he would never do anything like this unless something were wrong.”

Does John Violette deserve hell? I’m not sure. He’s clearly a very sick individual. Does he deserve hell based on the fact that he killed his own daughter? Or was John Violette simply a victim of a support system that failed him. A family who refused to take his diagnosis seriously? A family who encouraged him to get off his medication after witnessing his increasingly psychotic behavior? Surely no one thought it would escalate to this point. I guess no one will know in this lifetime. For now, I can only say this: take mental problems very seriously. No one can afford to brush off any diagnosis, especially one as serious as schizophrenia. Rest in peace, Katlin. I hope the Violette family is able to find some peace.

“The court concludes she did not know the wrongfulness of her horrific acts,” said Judge John Sutula.

She’ll stay in jail, where’s she’s been since the night of the murders, until a hearing to decide whether she should be committed to a State Mental Institution. The date of the hearing hasn’t been set yet.

Assistant Cuyahoga County Prosecutor Mark Mahoney said the state believed Hill should be hospitalized.

“We will argue she is a danger to herself and others and that she be committed to a psychiatric institution,” he said.

Judge Sutula said evidence from both the court’s forensic psychiatrist and a clinical psychologist obtained by the defense concluded that Hill had suffered from “a major depressive disorder with psychotic features.”

Defense attorney Fernando Mack had said Hill heard voices telling her to “do it, do it” on the day the children died.

A forensic pathologist in the Cuyahoga County coroner’s office had testified that marks on the older girl’s neck indicated she may have struggled and was strangled.

Carolyn Hutchins, Hill’s mother, said she thanked God for the verdict.

“Now my daughter can get some help,” she said. During the trial, Hutchins had testified that she wanted to take her daughter to a hospital for mental health counseling before the children died.

Mack said Hill had since been medicated and was functioning well.

“She was a good mother,” said the defense attorney Myron Watson. “She cared for those children. Those children were the center of her life.”

What this all means in laymen’s terms is that Amber Hill will not be tried for murdering her daughters, 4-year-old Janelle Cintron and 2-year-old Cecess Hill. Instead, this three-judge panel found her not guilty by reason of insanity. Technically, she is now a free woman, but the State is claiming she is a danger to herself and others and has asked for a hearing in order to commit her to a State Hospital for the Criminally Insane, hopefully for a very long period of time. It is possible however, that psychiatrists could decide she’s no longer dangerous and release her anytime. It’s happened many times before, and the only way to be sure it won’t happen this time is for the citizens of Ohio to be vigilant. If, of course, that’s what they want.

After a quick shower, Sanchez went into the Bedroom to lie down on the bed. A few minutes later his girlfriend came into the room and placed the baby down next to him and left for a few minutes. 15 minutes later she returned and saw the baby lying in a pool of blood in the middle of the bed. She began screaming, “My Baby! My Baby! Jose’ Sanchez jumped up and split the apartment like his ass was on fire and his head was catching.

The mother took the baby to Columbia Memorial Hospital. Dr. Susan Heineck was treating another patient in the emergency room, but because of the baby’s piercing cry she came over immediately to treat Baby Sanchez.

This next part is very painful and difficult read if you care at all for small children, animals, or any other kind of helpless creature. Don’t say you weren’t warned.

Ken Jones, a criminalist with the Portland Police, who was in the operating room to photograph the injuries to the child, related the shocking details. He said the child’s tongue was ripped loose from the base of the mouth clear back to her tonsils, and partially torn. Her lower jawbone was showing through an open wound on the inside of her mouth. The sides of her mouth were torn open like somebody had forced something too large inside.

Jones said the outward-direction of the injuries looked as if somebody had stuck their hand inside the child’s mouth, grabbed her lower jaw and forcefully yanked it down. Surgeons described the injuries to the baby as “horrendous.” The tissue was so torn, in some places there wasn’t material for stitches, she said.

In other word, Jose tried to jam his man-size fist into his two month old daughter’s tiny mouth in order to (for reasons known only to Jose’) tear her tongue out of her mouth.

José Gutierrez Sanchez turned himself in after being on the run for 4 days and he was immediately charged with First Degree Assault.

Trial Began in Tuesday, October 21st, 2008. Sanchez’s attorney, John Orr, of Astoria, argued in closing arguments that the injuries occurred when Sanchez twitched in his sleep, accidentally ramming the baby’s pacifier into her mouth with his elbow and knocking her off the bed onto a pile of shoes on the floor. Orr argued that the hard edges of the pacifier cut the baby’s mouth.

And you thought lawyers didn’t have a sense of humor. You gotta admit, that’s a ridiculously funny load of crap in the previous paragraph, don’t you think?

The baby endured two surgeries. Dr. Carol MacArther, a specialist in head and neck surgeries, performed one. Dr. Anna Kuang, who specializes in plastic and reconstructive surgeries, performed the other. For three weeks, the baby had a steel restraints attached through her cheeks.

The surgeons described the injuries to the baby as “horrendous.” The damage to the baby’s jaw was so bad in some places that there wasn’t enough skin and muscle to properly stitch it back together.

On Friday, October 27th, 2008 the Clatsop County jury convicted José Gutierrez Sanchez, and finally, on Tuesday, October 28th, Circuit Court Judge Philip Nelson sentenced Sanchez to 7 1/2 years in prison for the horrendous First Degree assault of his 2 month old daughter.

“I can’t imagine how anybody could cause on any child that kind of injury,” Judge Nelson said. “If I could give you a longer sentence, I would.”

I‘m with you judge, I’m with you.

There’s no knowing if the baby will make a full recovery or not. Doctors predict there’s a good chance for residual numbness and nerve damage to her face and mouth

I have no clue why this son of a bitch did this to his own flesh and blood. Why would he jam his huge fist into that poor little baby’s tiny mouth, for no other reason than what appears to be to rip her tongue out. Is it just pure evil that possessed this man’s mind, or was it something as stupid as him being a little drunk and wanting to get to sleep? I guess only Mr. Sanchez can tell us, and what are the odds he tells the truth? So the search goes on……

Thanks To Taz For The Original Idea For The Story
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It’s what’s for dinner.

25-year-old Christopher Lee McCuin here, who worked as a sheetrock hauler for a while, might look completely normal in his preppy little sweater there, actually isn’t.

Normal.

Not at all.

According to one of his neighbors, Christopher Lee McCuin would:

…stand in the roadway and wouldn’t let people pass and he would talk to himself – he was always acting crazy.

Well, maybe Christopher McCuin wasn’t acting.

Christopher McCuin was certainly known to the authorities, if not for his eccentric behavior. He had a history of violence – which most recently involved being charged with evading arrest and retaliation on the 9th of November, 2007. Looking at his criminal background history, he also had charges of aggravated assault with a deadly weapon as well as driving while intoxicated. In 2003, Christopher McCuin was sentenced to three years in prison for the aggravated assault charge.

This nice-looking girl is 21-year-old Jana Shearer.

Here’s Jana Shearer’s MySpace page, on which she explains her motto for living:

I get along with any and everybody! I have my own style and love life. We only live once so you got to give it all you got!

Jana Shearer seems like a genuinely nice girl, who certainly did not deserve to be cooked and eaten – which she was – on the first weekend of the year 2008.

Christopher McCuin drove his truck over to Jana Shearer’s mother’s apartment to pick Jana up on Friday night. For some reason, Jana’s mother, despite noticing that Jana wasn’t wearing shoes, had no purse and didn’t have her cell phone with her, decided everything was ok. From what Jana Shearer’s mother has been saying, it didn’t look like there was any struggle to get her in Christopher McCuin’s truck.

Some time after getting into Christopher McCuin’s truck, Jana Shearer was repeatedly hit on the head with a blunt object until she was dead.

After shoving his now ex-girlfriend’s body in the back of his extended-cab truck, Christopher McCuin drove over to his estranged wife’s house, showing up at about 3 in the morning and breaking in.

Once inside, Christopher McCuin encountered his wife’s new boyfriend, 42-year-old William Veasley. After getting punched in the jaw by William Veasley, Christopher McCuin stabbed his wife’s boyfriend in the shoulder.

What surprises me the most about this whole thing is that Christopher Lee McCuin had actually gotten married at one point.

When police arrived at Christopher McCuin’s ex-girlfriend’s home, they were thinking that they were just dealing with a simple domestic violence issue. Christopher McCuin, who was still in the house when police arrived, jumped into his truck and, after a short car chase, escaped from the cops – with Jana Shearer, dead and still in the back of the extended cab.

After that, we’re not sure where Christopher McCuin went, although he did call several people who knew him and Jana Shearer, telling them what he did and taunting them a bit. Nobody deemed these phone calls worthy of police attention, of course, because hey – he’s just claimed to kill your friend, it’s not like he’s done anything bad.

Christopher McCuin wasn’t seen until the next morning, on the 5th of January, 2008, at his mother’s house, which is actually a pretty nice-looking ranch-style home, as you can see.

What you can’t see (yet) is the condition of the garage, which is supposed to resemble that of an abattoir. Considering that this happened in Texas, a state with a lot of beef, you’d think they’d recognize a slaughterhouse if they saw one.

Christopher McCuin spent his night carving up Jana Shearer’s body, boiling a few pieces here and there and generally making a mess.

Proud of what he’d done, he walked in on his mother and her boyfriend and told them to come into the garage:

Come see what I’ve done.

Those are words that you’d expect more from a 4-year-old with a new finger painting. Not a 25-year-old cannibal who has just carved up his girlfriend’s body in your garage. Christopher seemed geniunely excited about something, so Christopher McCuin’s mother and her boyfriend were lured into the garage with Christophers’ sweetened words and witnessed the carnage for themselves.

Gagging, the pair ran outside and called for help.

Right after he had showed his work to his mother, Christopher McCuin called 911 and told the operator who answered that he had killed his girlfriend, Jana Shearer, that he was cooking a few of her body parts, and that he was going to eat her.

Sane guy.

This statement alerted the authorities that something strange was afoot, and police were dispatched to the McCuin residence. They arrived to find Christopher McCuin’s mother and her boyfriend outside and hysterical.

As for Christopher McCuin – he had barricaded himself in his mother’s home, a situation which only lasted for a little while before he came out to say “Hi” to everyone. carrying a kitchen knife.

When police entered the McCuin home, they found Jana Shearer’s body in the back of the cab of Christopher McCuin’s truck. It had been cut into several times. One of her biceps was missing, along with some skin on her temple. Her ear was also missing.

The ear was found boiling in a pot of water on the kitchen stove, and a place was set for dinner on the kitchen table – complete with a fork, which was stuck into a chunk of human flesh as it lay on a plate.

The chunk of flesh was Jana Shearer’s bicep.

As he was in the back of a patrol car, in handcuffs, Christopher McCuin kicked out the police cruiser window.

Officers showed great restraint in not beating him down at that point.

Christopher Lee McCuin has been charged with capital murder. We’re going to guess that he’s going to be quite famous for some time, and that he will never, ever, ever be allowed into regular society again.
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Amber’s relationship with the father of her children, Jamie Cintron, had been going downhill.

Amber couldn’t concentrate on anything, much less the classes she had been taking at the Cleveland branch of Remington College so that she could get certified as a medical assistant.

She had two little girls to take care of, and it was a lot of work.

So Amber Hill, on the first of October, 2007, drowned little 4-year-old Jannelle Cintron, and 2-year-old Cecess Hill in the bathtub in her apartment.

Amber Hill called her babies’ daddy up and let him know that she didn’t have to worry about the kids anymore – that they “were at peace.”

Jamie Cintron drove to the apartment, rushed inside and found the dead children in the bathtub.

He pulled the bodies out and called the police, who arrested Amber Hill for murder.

The family has had a troubled past. Jamie Cintron has been found guilty of domestic violence against Amber Hill before, in both 2004 and 2006.

Amber Hill was placed on suicide watch in jail, where she was held on a two-million-dollar bond.
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What can we, as a society, do with people like this, individuals who throw what can only be described as a temper tantrum that harms or kills other people?

So how did Walter Smith Jr. manage his anger?

Well, on the morning of the third of September, 2007, Walter Smith grabbed a sledgehammer and went after the girl pictured here to the left – Betsy Mary Smith, his 22-year-old sister.

Walter Smith Jr. whacked her a few times, then grabbed a knife and stabbed her.

Then he ripped her clothes off and raped her.

When his niece, two-year-old Andrea Costello, started crying, Walter Smith Jr. hit her with the sledgehammer. On the head.

Then Walter dragged his dying sister, along with little Andrea and a 1-year-old boy into a back room, which was then padlocked.

Betsy Mary Smith died in that room from the injuries her brother inflicted upon her.

Later that afternoon, the children, still locked in the room, finally had their cries heard by Mary Smith, the mother of both Betsy and Walter.

Mary noticed that Andrea’s face was “messed up,” and took her to the hospital.

When she was asked what had happened to her, Andrea’s story was that she had fallen down and hit her face on a fuse box.

After examining her fractured skull and broken nose, doctors at the hospital saw the possibility that the 2-year-old had been abused and notified the police.

A detective drove over to the Smith residence that night and found Betsy Smith’s body still on the floor of the padlocked room.

Walter Smith Jr. was around at the time, and brought in for questioning.

He folded and admitted everything.

Mary Smith, the matriarch of this loving family, insists that her son couldn’t possibly have done this.

According to Mary Smith, Walter Smith Jr. is on depression medication that probably caused a blackout of some kind. “He don’t remember nothing he did. He was out of it or something like that. It was an accident. He don’t remember that stuff.”

Walter Smith Jr. has been charged with first-degree murder and rape. He also has a charge of aggravated assault to answer for, due to his sledgehammering of Andrea Costello. He will probably be tried as an adult.

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