Sandy's POI Thread

[Zamantha]

Made this thread for Sandys findings & POI information.

[sandy betts]

Thank you Zam .
I will start with the night I first saw the mans face.
It was the winter of 1968, I was working at Flamingo Joe's on Springs road in Vallejo. The owner was Orville Sherman , he also owned the Melody club , I worked for him there as well.
I believe it was some time after 12 midnight, when I got off work at Flamingo Joe's.
My check was waiting for me at the melody club, so I drove across town to pick up my check.

When I walked in I heard some men friends I knew from Richmond, calling out my name.
I joined them for about a half hour. I got my check and they walked me to my car.
When I turned the key there was nothing, no sound. I knew a lot about cars because my father was a mechanic.
I knew it wasn't a dead battery, so I asked the guys if they would look under my hood ? I asked them to check my coil wire. They saw that it was gone ! Then they said : are you psychic or something ? Your coil wire is gone !
They took one off of another car that was in the parking lot, and put it on my car.

Coil wires are pretty much interchangeable, it takes less than a minute to remove, or install.
I didn't notice anyone lurking around the area, and I wasn't thinking that someone did this for a sinister reason.
As I was headed north towards Napa, I noticed that there was a car that seemed to be following me. I felt that I could loose him before I got to my home. Because I sure wasn't about to show him where I lived.
My car was a brown Pontiac Bonneville, I couldn't see what kind of car was following me. He stayed about 1/8 of a mile behind me.

When I approached Imola Ave, I knew that there was a dip in the road just before I would have to turn right. My tail lights were low to the ground , so I felt I could speed up and then hit the dip in the road, and turn right so he couldn't see me turn.
I thought it worked and I went faster up Imola, then slowed to turn left down my street, but I was going too fast and had to take the next street. It was then that I turned off my head lights. I made two more left turns with out lights, and saw a strange car that had its lights still on parked across from my drive way.

He didn't see me until I was almost on top of him. I wanted to get a good look at him, to see if he was a customer or not . I didn't remember ever seeing him before.
The thought that he knew where I lived already, was a bit scary.
I saw and remembered a lot in the less than a minute I had looking at him.
He contorted his face ,in a way that frightened me enough, that I knew he was going to hurt me if I got out of my car ,and tried to run into my house.

I headed back towards town to a gas station that had two Napa police officers in two separate squad cars. I pulled up to them and got out of my car to tell them what had just taken place. While I was telling them , I saw the man pull out from across the street, and drive to the all night restaurant next to the gas station. He looked at me as I pointed to him and told the police : That is the guy right there ! One officer told the other to go and check the guy out , and that he would follow me home to make sure I was safe. ( to be continued )

[sandy betts]

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When I got home I didn't think much more about what had happened, except I thought maybe my ex husband had hired a hit man to get rid of me. He didn't want to pay child support, and my death would stop that. That is almost laughable, because I was asking only $75.00 per month !
I sure as heck didn't think about some serial killer wanting me to join his other victims in "Paradise".
It was soon after that night the news of two teenagers being shot out at Lake Herman in Benicia was in the news.

At first the police thought is was a drug deal that went bad, then they found that they were very good people.

Three months later in March of 1969 , I was working at the Melody club. The drinks there, were only 25 cents durring happy hour. So it was pretty busy, and I had a tall plain coke which was kept full for me to sip though out my shift.
I was there for only about one hour ,when I had a very strange feeling come over me. Looking back at everything that has taken place in my life, I now wonder if something could have been put in my coke ? I told the bartender that I wasn't feeling well, and a police officer I knew had stopped in to see that everything was ok. I told him that I was feeling ill and had a hard time standing up. I felt very dizzy. He walked outside and put me in his squad car. I am not sure why he went back into the club. Whe he came out he had a cold towel, but I had fainted and the cold twel seemed to help. He raced me to the emergency at Kaiser Hospital.

I was told that I was having a stroke, and they gave me a shot of something . My fist were closed and I couldn't open them, that was a scary feeling !
I don't remember how I got home, and I slept it seemed for two days. After that I was just fine, and went back to work. Four months later my father died on July first 1969 unexpectedly . He had gone in to the hospital for a hernia operation, he was to come home the next day. I received the news at a bar that my husband and I leased in Vallejo.
We closed the bar that night , my husband , the children and I went to Walnut Creek to be with my mother.
We stayed with my mother until after the funeral ,which was on the 5th of July 1969. When I got home I had heard that another couple was shot, this time at Blue rock Springs on the night July 4th. I read or heard that the young boy survived, and gave a description of the killers car. The car sounded just like the one that followed me just about 7 months before. I phoned the Napa police dept. and explained to the woman who answered. I told her about my encounter with a man who drove a car that sounded just like the killers car in Vallejo.

I said that the two officers on duty that night must have written a report about it ,and that the other officer went to talk to the man, so they should have his name in the report. She went to look for that report, and told me that the report showed I was followed, but no mention of the man the other officer spoke to. Thinking back on that night , there had to have been two reports, and she only saw the one.
My husband was a night owl, and seldom was home. He like to hang out with his guy friends , drink and play dice.

Sometimes he would stay out all night and come home in the morning, this put a strain on the marriage. I told him I wanted a divorce, and we agreed to stay in the home until we could afford to live apart. I remember I was talking to my next door neighbor and enjoying the sunny day, when my soon to be ex said to me : Who in the world would steel a clothes line ? We all laughed about it and I went to see for my self. Sure enough a good part of my clothes line was gone ! It was kept down the right side of my home , for me to hang my baby's diapers on, and for hanging the sheets on. We had 3 or 4 rows of line, the only parts missing was where I didn't have anything hung. ( That was thoughtful of whom ever took it.)

[sandy betts]

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When I got home I didn't think much more about what had happened, except I thought maybe my ex husband had hired a hit man to get rid of me. He didn't want to pay child support, and my death would stop that. That is almost laughable, because I was asking only $75.00 per month !
I sure as heck didn't think about some serial killer wanting me to join his other victims in "Paradise".
It was soon after that night the news of two teenagers being shot out at Lake Herman in Benicia was in the news.

At first the police thought is was a drug deal that went bad, then they found that they were very good people.

Three months later in March of 1969 , I was working at the Melody club. The drinks there, were only 25 cents durring happy hour. So it was pretty busy, and I had a tall plain coke which was kept full for me to sip though out my shift.
I was there for only about one hour ,when I had a very strange feeling come over me. Looking back at everything that has taken place in my life, I now wonder if something could have been put in my coke ? I told the bartender that I wasn't feeling well, and a police officer I knew had stopped in to see that everything was ok. I told him that I was feeling ill and had a hard time standing up. I felt very dizzy. He walked outside and put me in his squad car. I am not sure why he went back into the club. Whe he came out he had a cold towel, but I had fainted and the cold twel seemed to help. He raced me to the emergency at Kaiser Hospital.

I was told that I was having a stroke, and they gave me a shot of something . My fist were closed and I couldn't open them, that was a scary feeling !
I don't remember how I got home, and I slept it seemed for two days. After that I was just fine, and went back to work. Four months later my father died on July first 1969 unexpectedly . He had gone in to the hospital for a hernia operation, he was to come home the next day. I received the news at a bar that my husband and I leased in Vallejo.
We closed the bar that night , my husband , the children and I went to Walnut Creek to be with my mother.
We stayed with my mother until after the funeral ,which was on the 5th of July 1969. When I got home I had heard that another couple was shot, this time at Blue rock Springs on the night July 4th. I read or heard that the young boy survived, and gave a description of the killers car. The car sounded just like the one that followed me just about 7 months before. I phoned the Napa police dept. and explained to the woman who answered. I told her about my encounter with a man who drove a car that sounded just like the killers car in Vallejo.

I said that the two officers on duty that night must have written a report about it ,and that the other officer went to talk to the man, so they should have his name in the report. She went to look for that report, and told me that the report showed I was followed, but no mention of the man the other officer spoke to. Thinking back on that night , there had to have been two reports, and she only saw the one.
My husband was a night owl, and seldom was home. He like to hang out with his guy friends , drink and play dice.

Sometimes he would stay out all night and come home in the morning, this put a strain on the marriage. I told him I wanted a divorce, and we agreed to stay in the home until we could afford to live apart. I remember I was talking to my next door neighbor and enjoying the sunny day, when my soon to be ex said to me : Who in the world would steel a clothes line ? We all laughed about it and I went to see for my self. Sure enough a good part of my clothes line was gone ! It was kept down the right side of my home , for me to hang my baby's diapers on, and for hanging the sheets on. We had 3 or 4 rows of line, the only parts missing was where I didn't have anything hung. ( That was thoughtful of whom ever took it.)

[sandy betts]

It is now the end of Sept 1969, it was my day off and I didn't feel like being stuck at home with out my car. My husband was at the Scocal House a bar/ restaurant that sat off of the high way that took you to Vallejo.
I asked my neighbor if she could give me a ride to my car ? She drove me and parked a few feet from where my car was. She helped me carry a few baby things while I held my 8 month old baby.
When we got to my car I noticed that there were some odd things that I knew were not things that my husband or I had. The windows were down because it was a very warm day. I wasn't sure if my husband had picked up some hitchhiker,and they were both in the bar drinking or not ? I saw a black cloth about a yard and a half long,36 in wide,with what looked like a Chinese symbol in white on it. It was large enough for me to make something out of it. I told my neighbor that I could make a skirt out of it,and go as a geisha girl for Halloween.

We both thought that was pretty funny ! I saw a paper sack that was some what wadded up on the floor of the back seat. I opened it up ,and saw that it was made like a mask with eye holes cut out. I don't remember if any other holes were cut out for the mouth or nose. I do remember that it smelled real bad and it filled the car with the odor of ink or shoe polish. It also was black to match the black cloth.
On the floor of the back seat behind the seat a ammo can filled with felt tipped pens for drawing I thought. At the bottom of that can were 3 earrings and a small girls wrist watch with a gray leather band.

A small tool for making circles I call a radial compass.Also at the bottom was a real small Bible,one and a half inches by one inch, and a half inch thick. Two erasers one very large the other normal size. A green transparent plastic template of the alphabet with 3 or 4 graduating circles at the bottom. It had been used because I could see the dark ink lining the inside of each letter.
Under the ammo can was a very old dictionary dated 1937 NY.London. Funk & Wagnalls and company.
On the cover I saw what looked like small drops of blood and some black ink drops next to them. I know that this has to be like a smoking gun ! I have to keep it in a safety deposit box,in hopes that some day LE will check it for either the Victims or the Zodiac's blood. Heat could destroy the DNA so in a vault at a bank it is pretty cool.
I did ask my husband if he gave someone a ride because I found all these strange things in the back seat of our car. He had no idea where they came from, and he didn't give anyone a ride. They had to be put in the car while it was parked at the Soscal House, because my husband would have smelled this odor that came from the paper sack, and he hadn't noticed any smell.

I look back on that day and wondered if the windows being down in the car was why the killer chose that car ? But then when you add the clothes line to the mix, it had to be connected or one hell of a coincidence !
I had forgotten about the missing clothes line but the thief wanted me to remember. Someone and I assume it was my poi, many yrs and many moves later about 15yrs or so. I found a brand new white hollow core clothes line 50 ft of it to be exact, still in its package , sitting on my front porch. It was then that I recalled the missing clothes line from Napa. The thief bought me a new one to replace the one he took yrs before. I hope some day I will have the chance to thank him. (To be continued)

[onewhoknows]

Dear Sandy, what brand of ammo is the tin,if you don't mind? What brand of cigarette do you believe you suspect smoked?

[sandy betts]

Hi Onewhoknows, The ammo can didn't show a type of ammo I don't think ? It was the size of something like a fire proof box that you would keep important documents in. It wasn't like a box of ammunition you would by at a gun store, it was made of metal and looked like it was from the military.
He smoked Pall-mall cigarettes at one time, but has had other brands as well. I have one of his Pall-Mall butts saved. He is a chain smoker and holds his cigarettes all the way down to the web of his pointer and middle fingers. He has a yellowish stain where he holds them. His teeth when he had them in 1988, were stained real dark as well. I think that because of so many yrs of smoking , his voice has that raspy sound to it ( Kinda Sexy) except for the robot sound real flat and slow. One of the things about him that stood out to me, was that he was very polite to the woman he was with that night. Actually he was sort of polite towards me ,after he scared me half to death.

When I realized who it was that I was waiting on, I had to put up a front so he wouldn't know I recognised him. I had walked away from his table with the order and while I was standing at my station with my back to him , he came up from behind and grabbed my shoulder, I let out a loud scream. He then said: I am verrry sorrry if I fright -ened you.

[jamesturner]

Sandy -- I don't know why I didn't think of this before. Maybe the watch could be shown to members of the victims' families, to see if any of them recognize it?

Still, though, it's frustrating that you've had to preserve this evidence yourself instead of forensics doing their job and analyzing it like they should have.

[onewhoknows]

Interesting...what did the lady he was with look like? This way of saying fright - ened. Stopping at the T and then pronouncing the rest
of the word, like saying Matt - ress? Was it like that? Thanks

[sandy betts]

Interesting...what did the lady he was with look like? This way of saying fright - ened. Stopping at the T and then pronouncing the rest
of the word, like saying Matt - ress? Was it like that? Thanks

He was emphasising each and every syllable very slowly ,as if it was hard for him to talk, more like he said : frrri--ght--en-ed. Very much like a robot, no expression, it was as flat as flat can be. No one other than this man talks like that, I have never heard anyone else talk like that and I have dealt with millions of people over the yrs as waitress. His friend has a normal sounding husky voice, but he is not very talkative, he is the guy I took a picture of, the one who followed me to Napa. The smaller one with the shaved head, is the one with the robot voice, that is the one that looks like Paul Stine, he wore the clothes in Jan 88, like K John's said he had on in 1970. I am sure he wore those on purpose, just to see my reaction, not counting on me getting his license plate number that night. Eight months later on my birthday, my friend who went outside to get the plate number for me, was stabbed/ disemboweled , left for dead. I do believe it was done by my suspect and was a message for me to not get anyone else involved . Bad things have happened to many of my friends who have tried to help me. (Some have been killed)