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    Harvey Murray Glatman

    Harvey Murray Glatman was 31 years old when he raped and murdered three women. Whilst still a teenager in 1945, he was imprisoned for robbery and given psychiatric treatment. When released in 1951, his parents helped him to open a TV repair shop and for several years he kept out of trouble. However, during this period, he took up photography as a hobby and became increasingly interested in bondage images. On 1st August, 1957, a pretty 19-year-old model, Judy Arm Dull, left her apartment in West Hollywood, to keep an appointment with a slightly built, jug-eared young man who called himself Johnny Glynn. ‘Johnny’ had informed her that he was working for a flesh and bondage magazine and promised her a very attractive rate of pay in return for a few snaps which would only take a couple of hours to take.


    ‘Johhny Glynn’ was really Harvey Glatman; he took Judy Dull to his room in Melrose Avenue, Hollywood and still posing as a professional photographer, took two naked photographs of her before producing a gun and raping her twice. She promised never to tell anyone and begged him to let her go. Glatman made her dress, and took several bondage pictures of her with a gag in her mouth, her hands tied and her dress pushed up. Later that night he drove her out to the desert north of Indio and took more flashlight photographs of her bound and helpless. Then he strangled her with a rope and buried her in a makeshift grave.

    On 8th March Shirley Bridgeford, a 24-year-old divorcee, went out on a 'blind date' with a man she had met through a lonely hearts club. The man was Glatman; he drove her to the desert near San Diego, raped her, took photographs of her tied up and crying, raped her several times more, then strangled her and left the body covered with brushwood.




    On 23th July, Glatman called on a 23-year-old Latin girl called Ruth Mercado - another model. He forced his way into her apartment in the Wilshire district of Los Angeles, tied her up, raped her repeatedly and took photographs. Afterwards, he drove her out to the desert near San Diego. This time he took food and drink along so that he could enjoy a picnic. Glatmen spent most of the next day raping the girl and taking photographs of her. Ruth begged Glatman to let her go so she could feed her pet parrot; he was strongly tempted to. 'I liked her’ he later told policemen. But finally he decided she had to die and killed her on the second night.

    On 27th October Glatman, sticking to a convenient routine, picked up yet another model - Lorraine Vigil, a 27-year-old Latin girl. He asked her to come to his apartment to be photographed. She didn't like the look of him and suggested taking a chaperone, but he dissuaded her. He drove fast out to Santa Ana, turned down a dark side road, then pointed his gun at her. When he tried to tie her, she screamed and struggled. The gun went off, burning her thigh, and Glatman looked dazed, saying: 'I've shot you.' Still struggling, they rolled out of the car. At this moment a policeman passed by on a motorcycle; Harvey Glatman was arrested.



    He readily admitted to killing the three girls. At his trial, Glatman urged the Judge and jury to convict him and sentence him to death; to make sure that they did just that, he stated that, if allowed to live, he’d make every effort to escape so that he could rape and kill again. Glatman warned them that the next woman he abused and murdered might be one of their wives or daughters. He got the sentence he asked for; when, obviously against his will, an appeal was launched on his behalf, Glatman wrote a letter to the Judge stating: 'I only want to die'. On 18th September, 1959, the state complied with his wish and sent him to the gas chamber.

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    All below are Judy Dull:


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    Judy Dull




    Ruth Mercado








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    Judy Dull











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    Im not sure which of the three victims these are:







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    Time line - Link if youd like to read them all, Im posting some of the more.. unthinkable ones. Oddly, for someone to act out in such a sexual way they are normally molested but he apparently wasnt.

    http://maamodt.asp.radford.edu/Psyc%...,%20Harvey.pdf


    At age 3 - Harvey was committing a crude form of sado-masochism (he tied a string around his penis and placed the loose end in a drawer and then leaned back against the string.)

    At age 4 - His favorite past time was typing a rope around his neck, looping the free end over a pipe or rafter and yanking the rope with one hand while masturbating with the other.

    At age 11 - Parents came home to find his neck swollen and rope burned. They move to Denver, CO. His father caught him masturbating and he
    warned him that it caused acne. Convinced that he was “queer” because
    he masturbated.

    At age 12 - Starts bondage games-favorite method is tying a rope around his neck, getting in to the bathtub while choking himself, climbs into the attic and strings himself from the rafters. Went to a psychiatrist, given pills.

    At age 17 - Police caught him in the act of breaking into an apartment of Elma Hamum through a window. In his pockets, they found a length of rope and .25-caliber pistol. While under interrogation he confessed to a
    number of burglaries but left out the ones with forced sex.

    At age 30 - Arrived in Los Angeles. He picked up an old hobby, photography. Pornography became popular with women who were willing to pose, clothed. August-Called Judith Dull regarding a photo shoot. She agreed to do a photo shoot that afternoon. He told her to wear a tight skirt and sweater. They left her apartment and went to his “studio.” They began shooting bondage photos. Glatman pulled out a .32 Browning automatic and began shooting photos of Dull in bondage with the gun. He then raped Judy and made her cuddle with him while he watched television (comedies). Later, he took her past Thousand Palms. He lassoed her neck, shoved her to her knees, pushed her down and took the other part of the rope around her ankles. He pulled her body up and she was dead.

    At age 31 - Harvey met Shirley Ann Bridgeford at the Patty Sullivan Lonely Hearts Club. They planned to eat dinner and drive to Sun Valley. He pulled out his .32 caliber and demanded her to undress. He raped her then demanded her to pose for pictures. He garroted her, killed her, and then took pictures of her dead body in positions.

    At age 31 - Found the Diane Studio, a modeling agency. Lorraine Vigil, a first time model, agreed to pose for him at a studio. He claimed that Lorraine was getting on his nerves, so he tried to tie her up, but she fought. She finally kicked the door of his car open. She ran to the light and much to her relief, two police officers were found. They began questioning him about the other victims. They insisted that he was the one who killed the other girls. Harvey finally confessed that he had indeed killed them. He said that there was no way they would know unless they had found his toolbox…What toolbox? Harvey further explained the toolbox with the pictures of the dead bodies. He was arrested. He took the officers to the dead bodies and then taken to the San Diego County Courthouse.

    At age 31 - Harvey Glatman was executed by inhaling cyanide and died within 12 minutes (10:12 a.m. Harvey was dead)

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    His ears remind me of mr potato head!!!



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    His ad:

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    She was 24, lived with her mother out in Sun Valley and had two children from a marriage that ended in divorce three years earlier. Her name was Shirley. According to her mother, Alice Jolliffe, she had been dating a man for about year but they broke up in December. He met someone else and married her. On Sunday, March 2, 1958, Shirley Ann Bridgeford visited the Patti Sullivan Club, a dating service at 163 S. Vermont Ave., and registered. Her mother said a man called about a date, but Shirley decided not to go out with him.

    Then another man called. It was March 7, a Friday night. He said his name was George Williams and that he lived in Pasadena. They made a date for the next evening. He came by the home at 11087 Tuxford St. about 7:45 p.m. and met Shirley's mother and several of her relatives. "She said she'd be back later," her mother said. But Shirley never returned. "The next morning I went to the police," her mother said. Investigators quickly discovered that 245 Prescott Ave., the Pasadena address that Williams gave to the dating service, was phony. They also learned that Shirley's date looked nothing like the man who registered with the Patti Sullivan Club as George Williams.

    Detectives said a Hollywood secretary reported that she went on a date with Williams two days before Shirley's disappearance and that he had been "a perfect gentleman." "But we're not even sure there is a George Williams," said Police Sgt. Pat Kealy of the missing persons detail. "The address he gave in Pasadena proved false and it's likely the name is too."



    Investigators released a man identified as Shirley's pen pal after her mother said he wasn't Williams. In the meantime, the mother looked through police mug books in hopes of identifying Williams or at least picking out men who resembled him so a police artist could made a sketch of Shirley's mysterious date.

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    Great post! I have heard of this guy, but never saw the pictures or so much information.

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    I remember reading about this many many yrs ago in true detective mag ..they had the photos he took in it.

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    I can't believe I've never heard of this. So incredibly disturbing....

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    Another one his victims "Boulder Jame Doe"

    Glatman is also a suspect in the slaying of "Boulder Jane Doe", a victim whose corpse was discovered by hikers near Boulder, Colorado in 1954. Her identity remained a mystery for 55 years. In October 2009, the Sheriff’s Office was notified by Dr. Terry Melton, president and CEO of Mitotyping Technologies, LLC, of State College, Pennsylvania, that her lab had made a match between “Jane Doe’s” DNA profile and that of a woman who thought the unidentified murder victim might be her long-lost sister.The positive identification of "Boulder Jane Doe" was an 18 year old woman from Phoenix, Arizona named Dorothy Gay Howard.


    http://www.timescall.com/BoulderJaneDoe/index.asp

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    Quote Originally Posted by Vlad View Post
    Interesting thread Punklove. Boy, he was one sick individual.

    He really was! Its so odd that he was so.. disturbed from the very start of his life and it was so documented. The idea of the moment these women understood that it was more than a 'photoshoot' sends chills down my spine. Could you even imagine what that must have felt like?

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    Quote Originally Posted by wildcatgrrl View Post
    Great post! I have heard of this guy, but never saw the pictures or so much information.
    I never heard of him until a couple days ago and he really blows my mind!! It all is just so unthinkable.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Tonights View Post
    I can't believe I've never heard of this. So incredibly disturbing....
    Its even more disturbing to think that after he ripped off their clothes and raped them he made Judy cuddle with him and watch 'comedy' movies.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Sanddodger View Post
    Another one his victims "Boulder Jame Doe"

    Glatman is also a suspect in the slaying of "Boulder Jane Doe", a victim whose corpse was discovered by hikers near Boulder, Colorado in 1954. Her identity remained a mystery for 55 years. In October 2009, the Sheriff’s Office was notified by Dr. Terry Melton, president and CEO of Mitotyping Technologies, LLC, of State College, Pennsylvania, that her lab had made a match between “Jane Doe’s” DNA profile and that of a woman who thought the unidentified murder victim might be her long-lost sister.The positive identification of "Boulder Jane Doe" was an 18 year old woman from Phoenix, Arizona named Dorothy Gay Howard.


    http://www.timescall.com/BoulderJaneDoe/index.asp
    Wow, Did they ever find the photos of her that he took?

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    I remember seeing those victim pics before, it is hard to forget when you see them. But this is the first time I have read about this case.

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    I read about him years ago, but can't remember where. A bad seed if ever there was one.

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    Quote Originally Posted by punklove View Post
    Wow, Did they ever find the photos of her that he took?
    I wonder if they found some pictures, couldn't identify them ,then misplaced them.
    I have seen this image before, is it on this forum somewhere?
    Dorothy Gay Howard.





    http://www.amw.com/fugitives
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    Those poor women look terrified.

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    Great research! Thanks for posting, I had never heard of this before.
    "Death is when the monsters get you." --Stephen King Salem's Lot

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    There is a really good book about him called "Rope." I read it a few years ago. It's pretty thick and has a lot of these pictures. What a sicko.

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    What a scumbag.

    Quote Originally Posted by punklove View Post
    He really was! Its so odd that he was so.. disturbed from the very start of his life and it was so documented. The idea of the moment these women understood that it was more than a 'photoshoot' sends chills down my spine. Could you even imagine what that must have felt like?
    I am glad they killed this piece of scum. The poor woman wanted to go home and feed her pet parrott and this piece of trash killed her. This stupid worthless animal. Worse than an animal. Animals don't even do this. Us humans think we're better? Some humans are just sub-animal, Devoid of any conscience, I'm glad they gassed this trash. The pictures are very hard to look at. There's scums in prison just like him, ready to be released and they go right back to what they were doing before , committing crimes, raping and murdering. They should have been gassed long ago.At least the cops in the 50's took care of these scumbags. We need to bring that era back.

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    Quote Originally Posted by lab_rat View Post
    Those poor women look terrified.
    I know, There are loads more photos, Ill get to posting them now.

    How awful must it be to figure out that you were going to die like that? I wonder if its possible there are more women but they just havent been found?

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    Quote Originally Posted by Sanddodger View Post
    I wonder if they found some pictures, couldn't identify them ,then misplaced them.
    I have seen this image before, is it on this forum somewhere?
    Dorothy Gay Howard.





    http://www.amw.com/fugitives
    You know, I think there is a post about her somewhere! I think I remember reading about her family finding her and I think I remember her sister was the only living one left now.. The photo is what made me think Ive read about her on here, because it seems it wasnt that long ago that they found her? She could have been part of the missing persons thread?

    There are a lot of photos that Ive found that Ive not posted yet, and Im almost certain some of them were 'unknown' so who knows, it could be her. Apparently he liked to keep the photos all together in a tool box so maybe the 'unknown' ones are her.. Ill post them asap.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ShellBell View Post
    Great research! Thanks for posting, I had never heard of this before.
    I hadnt either until a couple days ago and I knew I had to share it! Its odd that Id never heard of it before because I guess I assumed Ive read about most things! This is such a creepy case.

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    Quote Originally Posted by priceless View Post
    There is a really good book about him called "Rope." I read it a few years ago. It's pretty thick and has a lot of these pictures. What a sicko.
    Im so going to buy that!

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    Quote Originally Posted by james1977 View Post
    I am glad they killed this piece of scum. The poor woman wanted to go home and feed her pet parrott and this piece of trash killed her. This stupid worthless animal. Worse than an animal. Animals don't even do this. Us humans think we're better? Some humans are just sub-animal, Devoid of any conscience, I'm glad they gassed this trash. The pictures are very hard to look at. There's scums in prison just like him, ready to be released and they go right back to what they were doing before , committing crimes, raping and murdering. They should have been gassed long ago.At least the cops in the 50's took care of these scumbags. We need to bring that era back.
    I read about that and it just breaks my heart that poor woman was concerned about her pet when she must have known that she was going to die.

    I have to be honest there are photos that are much worse that Ive not posted because they freaked me out so much, Ill link if anyone wants to have a look. Theres one of the second victim in the desert and shes sitting there with her arms bound behind her, her ankles together and the bind around her mouth.. Her shirt is ripped off half way off and hes cut her bra strap so her bra is down on one side, exposing her bare breast and you can see the fear in her eyes and has tears running down her face. (Theres a blurry version of this photo on post #3) She just has the most.. haunting look and its really something I wish I hadnt seen so clearly. You can tell shes trying to cover herself and that shes scared to death and that just makes me sick. The idea that shes trying to cover herself and that monster is clicking away photos to keep as some sort of prize just makes me sick to my stomach.

    When I look at her in that photo my heart just aches, her only mistake was to accept a date from this pathetic man and you know her last thoughts were of her two small children at home.

    Oddly, this man was caught many times doing things that should have given him extensive jail time but nothing ever did. He was 11 the first time he got caught doing something 'abnormal' he would crawl in peoples windows and attempt to rape the woman if she was home alone.. He got caught at 11 but wasnt charged because he only 'touched the womans breasts and gentials" and that wasnt 'rape'.

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    I cant imagine how unreal it must have felt for these women, the moment they understood that something was actually wrong must have been terrifying beyond belief. Seeing the fear in all of their eyes makes me wonder why it is that we live in a place where people like this man get treated with Dignity and respect (he got to ask for a last meal, he got to KNOW he was going to die so he could make amends to anyone that he wanted, he was given a chance to accept that he was going to die, he was given meds to 'calm' and 'sedate' him and so on...) yet the victims have NONE. These women were happy healthy women that were bound, gagged and raped repeatedly to be used as long as he thought was necessary and then killed.. He had them hog tied and when he was ready to kill them he simply stood behind them as they were face down on the ground, put a rope around their necks and pulled backwards until they suffocated. They werent able to plan a last meal.. To say goodbye to the ones they cared for, to KNOW that they were going to die that day and they certainly could have used a sedative or two Im sure.

    Where is the justice in that?

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    I honestly think there must be other victims that we dont know about, The 4th victim (at that time) was able to get free which is why he was captured, and that just makes me wonder how many times he did it that we dont know about?

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    24-year-old Ruth Mercado — who used the pseudonym Angela Rojas whenever she took a modeling assignment — peered out the window and saw Frank Wilson rounding her walkway. Yuck, she thought, what a loser! and knew exactly what kind of "layout" this dude would conjure up. Take off your clothes and look sexy! Smile now! Show me what ya' got!

    Mercado had come from New York months previously to hit the big time here in West Hollywood, hoping she would get discovered — but her dream of being the next Marilyn Monroe or Sandra Dee never materialized. With no aspirations for waiting tables or cashiering, Los Angeles of 1958 didn't offer much more for a girl who found such occupations too menial. Reduced to a "photographer's model," she at least was able to avoid the humdrum and still be able to pay the rent and eat — thanks to the "photographers" who, like Wilson, couldn't get a real woman of their own.
    As long as they never touched her — she was no prostitute — on that she was firm. But, as the agency told her when she first started accepting these assignments, Just pose and take the sucker's cash.

    A knock at the door; she opened it, forced a smile at Frank Wilson, and asked him to step inside. Cripe, up close he was uglier than she thought. Large ears that stuck out like Dumbo's, ungroomed hair and a pair of squinty eyes behind thick horn-rimmed glasses.

    "No camera?" she asked.

    "Er...it's in the car," he stammered.

    "It does no good out there," she cracked, and purring in her most seductive voice — the way these nerds loved it — she added, "Wanna get it while I slip into something more comforta—"She was clipped. Her words gurgled off when he produced a pistol, shoving its barrel under her chin. Obviously, he was no photographer. Glancing down, she could see the stenciling on the weapon's chamber: Browning .32 Automatic

    "Where's your bedroom?" he barked. "We're going there."

    "Please...no..." she whimpered, but he severed her voice again with another jab of the gun. "Answer me, bitch!"

    Mutely, she motioned towards the direction of an unlit, slight hallway leading from her living room. He turned her, a puppet, and pushed her in that direction. "Go!" he ordered, and followed her, the gun barrel resting against her spine. As they entered the room together, he shoved her onto the bed. "Strip!" came one more command.

    She obeyed. As she slipped out of her clothing, one article at a time, she watched his homely face begin to perspire in anticipation. His elephant ears flushed red. His puffy lips trembled in awe. She had always feared such a thing happening, allowing jug-heads into her place the way she had, but so far she'd been lucky — they had snapped their cheesecakes and pranced away delighted. Not this time.

    "Don't hurt me, mister, please, I..." she began again, but of course he overrode.

    "The bra!"

    She thought he was going to hyperventilate when she unstrapped it; no doubt this hayseed had not been with many women. Maybe, she thought, he would let her live if she played the role he wanted her to play. After all, he seemed to be not much more than a grown-up child peering at that new girly magazine, Playboy. With a smile, pretending to enjoy what she was doing, she dropped the last of her undergarments to the floor.
    Naked now, she let his clammy hands caress her privates, and tried not to shudder, muchtheless puke, as his nauseating touch experienced her. She tightened, though, when she saw him reach beneath his jacket and withdraw a length of thin rope. And when he told her to turn around, and she felt him binding her wrists together, the shudder she had tried to resist surfaced.

    "Don't be frightened," his voice crackled behind her. "I just want to make love to you."

    She resisted the temptation to tell him that, yes, it's the only way any woman would dare let him touch her — tied up! Instead, she locked her lips and inhaled deeply, silent, except when he pushed her across the bed again and sprawled across her, unzipped. Despite protestations, he had his way with her. After a few moments of pleading in vain, she surrendered and for the next hour she turned herself over to this grunting, heaving disaster.

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    For a while, he lay beside her, having finished with her. She didn't dare look at him, was afraid to, but she heard his breathing that still came in sporadic bursts. Somehow, he sounded undone. "I have an idea," he suddenly said, propping himself on his arm beside her.

    She jumped at the abrupt breaking of silence and looked at him for the first time since before her rape. He was chuckling like the naughty little boy she thought he was.

    "Let's go on a picnic."

    "I don't understand..." she shook her head but dreaded to think what he really meant. "It's after midnight."

    "So, who says two people who just made love can't go on a nice romantic picnic at night?" He giggled and pulled her by her bound wrists to her feet. It hurt, but he disregarded her groans. "I will untie you if you promise not to cry out or run."

    "I promise," she played it cooly.

    "Good," he said as he unwound the rope, "then get dressed." He handed her her panties, but only after reveling in their silken touch awhile.
    Mercado dressed in a flash, not sure exactly what was in store for her. Picnic? She didn't ask, only hoped that whatever it was that she would be able to walk away from this alive. In the meantime, her brain rushed to keep her panic down. From time to time, she even batted a wink in his direction.

    Watching her cover that body he had just enjoyed, Glatman, gun in hand, flopped back in a chair, thinking. Those fake smiles, he thought, trying to butter me up. He knew better, and he knew her ploy wouldn't work. Yet, he felt sorry for her. He didn't want to kill her, but...well, forget that for now. First there were the pictures to take.

    His camera was in his car, and he was going to do to her what he had done with — to! — the others: take her to his favorite spot beyond the city and shoot some (what he liked to call) "souvenirs" in memory of the night. He had gone too far with this Mercado now just to leave without the real reward. They, the pictures, were better than the sex.
    They would last long after she was buzzard bait.

    As she was clothed now, he again tied her wrists. Directing her toward the front door, he threw her coat over her shoulders to hide the sight of the binds holding her wrists. Simultaneously, he wrapped his own coat over the crook of his arm that held the pistol. She marched in front of him and followed his directions to his car, a battered black Dodge Cornet, several years old and as unglamorous as her kidnapper. Sliding inside the vehicle, she noticed an expensive Rolleicord camera lying on the backseat, along with some accompanying gear.

    "Are we taking photos?" she addressed him while he fumbled for the right key on an overloaded key ring. Looking at her, he grinned, nodded, churned the ignition, and then pressed the accelerator to produce a not too impressive "wheelie". The jalopy left Pico Street with a squeal, turned south, then straight for where she expected, the Santa Ana Freeway.
    "Do you have a studio?" Mercado seemed to be recovering her voice. Again, he merely nodded. The while he kept his pistol on his lap.

    Through Orange County the Dodge rolled until it picked up the Intercoastal Highway just beyond San Juan Capistrano. At Oceanside, Harvey wheeled his car east past Escanada, then into the desert. By then, the sun had tipped the horizon and had already brought unbearable heat to the sandy surface. But, that didn't bother Harvey Glatman. He found a spot to park, a place he considered remote, where he could do what he wanted to this latest bitch without interference from the California Highway Patrol.
    Keeping her hands immobile, he raped her again in the desert under the rising sun. Undressing her, he then shot photos of her in a number of positions, demanding that she pose more graphically with each click of the shutter. Snap snap, whiiirrr. Snap snap...whiiirrr. If she whined, he would reach for the pistol in his jeans pocket, a move that discouraged further griping.

    As the day waned, he realized the inevitable had come.

    He would later tell the police, he didn't want to kill her. Hadn't wanted to kill any of them really, especially this Rojas whom he liked the best — at least she tried to smile — but, there was little else he could do. Raped, abducted, forced to pose pornographically — really now, he couldn't let her go.

    Ruth Mercado must have known her hopes were gone and her death had come when he told her to pose as if she were dead. Close your eyes, lie there, don't breath....be a corpse. She closed her eyes...snap, click...whirr...snap, click...whirr...snap, click

    Then she felt him hovering. She opened her eyes and watched him strap her ankles together. Before she could ask, he tossed another loop of hemp around her neck, and rolled her over on her stomach. As if roping a steer, he kneeled on her back deadweight while stringing all ends of the ropes together. She couldn't breathe. While she certainly struggled, he yanked on the rope to keep her in place. One final yank and she fell still.

    Stripping her down to her panties, he took a couple more photos, shaping the mannequin into a dozen more poses. Satisfied that he had captured the essence of his trophy, Harvey rolled the body to where a growth of mesquite sprouted profusely and where she would soon be nourishment for the coyotes. Packing his camera, his tripod, his ropes and the blanket he had used for them to lie on when making love, he felt pleased with himself.
    Well, true...he felt somewhat sorry for the bitch, but...what did Doris Day sing in that song?" Que sera, sera, whatever will be, will be."

    He turned toward the woman one more time and couldn't believe that that dead thing with blank expression and twisted mouth had turned him on. That didn't matter. He was heading home now to his darkroom where she was very much alive, frozen eternally alive on film.

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    Talk about needing to trust your instincts. I'm sorry she pushed her's aside.

    What a horrible crime.

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    I know things were different back then and of course its easy to say things like this after the fact, but Id think that if someone wanted to hire me to take those type photos (bondage and being tied up) Id make sure it wasnt at my home and it would be in a studio with other people around.

    That being said, Im sure they didnt know what was going to happen until it was way too late.

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    Quote Originally Posted by punklove View Post
    That being said, Im sure they didnt know what was going to happen until it was way too late.
    The realization must have been horrifying.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Nelliebean View Post
    The realization must have been horrifying.
    I really have to agree with you, its almost too much to think about. He seemed to really like to play with their emotions so that makes it even worse.

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    After seeing the pix of Harv, it made me think of this kid, Eric Smith, who killed a little 4 year old; I think Eric was 11 or 12 at the time. Anyway, on the 48 Hours show "Why Did Eric Kill?" they talk about his ears. Apparently, as I remember, downturned ears can be linked to a brain disorder - don't remember all the details, but it looks like Harv has the same ears, maybe there are similarities.

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    To be honest, I am a leetle disappointed with the piccies. Anything a little more graphic?
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    Quote Originally Posted by neilmpenny View Post
    To be honest, I am a leetle disappointed with the piccies. Anything a little more graphic?
    Is this too graphic? You can always fill in areas with a red marker.

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    Those pics are helluva lot more disturbing than some gorey pictures I've seen

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    Quote Originally Posted by neilmpenny View Post
    To be honest, I am a leetle disappointed with the piccies. Anything a little more graphic?
    He posed the womens dead bodies after they were dead and took loads of photos of them, I found 1 link that has some more graphic photos and Ill post it when I find it again!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Roaming Tigress View Post
    Those pics are helluva lot more disturbing than some gorey pictures I've seen
    Me too.

    Its like you can see the complete shock in their eyes, and knowing that they are moments away from death and completely helpless just makes me feel ill.

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    Quote Originally Posted by seurtoFW View Post


    After seeing the pix of Harv, it made me think of this kid, Eric Smith, who killed a little 4 year old; I think Eric was 11 or 12 at the time. Anyway, on the 48 Hours show "Why Did Eric Kill?" they talk about his ears. Apparently, as I remember, downturned ears can be linked to a brain disorder - don't remember all the details, but it looks like Harv has the same ears, maybe there are similarities.
    that fucker is creepy as hell

    I didn see this mugshot of Harvey Glatman this thread but if Im wrong sorry

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    Jack Webb used elements of this in his reboot of Dragnet 1966. I remember it. You can see it on YT. This is by far one of the most disturbing crimes I have ever read about.
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    Thanks for this thread never heard of him until now, am going to look and see if there are any books about him.
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    Wasn't there a serial killer in the 80s who had the same MO...luring the girls by saying he wanted them to model for him? I'm sure I saw a thing about it in a true crime show a few years back.


    Found him...his name was Christoper Wilder and was known as the Beauty Queen Killer. He abducted at least 12 women and killed 8 if not more in Australia around 1984.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Wilder
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    Quote Originally Posted by shellc View Post
    Wasn't there a serial killer in the 80s who had the same MO...luring the girls by saying he wanted them to model for him? I'm sure I saw a thing about it in a true crime show a few years back.


    Found him...his name was Christoper Wilder and was known as the Beauty Queen Killer. He abducted at least 12 women and killed 8 if not more in Australia around 1984.

    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christopher_Wilder
    I read the book about Wilder. He is also mentioned in one of Edna Buchanan's books. He kidnapped a model from the Miami Gran Prix in broad daylight.

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    I found a book called Rope about Glatman, I think I'll buy it next month.
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