…… HIS HANDS AND FEET!

Rec’d this from a WAGC email. With his permission I share it with you……

Unarmed Victim Zones KILL!

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Greetings -

On April 15, 1973, my fiance was killed by a crazy
guy she did not know on a college campus. He used his hands and feet. I have
always felt that had she packed
even a small-caliber firearm, things might have been
different.

Good luck in your endeavors. God made man and woman, but Samuel Colt made them equal.

Rick H.

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>God Bless You, Rick, Thank You. Mind If we use your story?

Nancy,

Not at all. I’ve taken the liberty of attaching a copy
of the lead story from the paper at the time, for
information and verification, and a photo. If you would
like the other articles following the trial, let me know
and provide a mailing address.

We both grew up in Houston, TX; I was in college there,
and she was away at Randolph-Macon Women’s College in
Virginia. We communicated daily. She had decided before
the time of her death to return for her next year of
college to Houston, and we would be married.

There was no sexual assault; the assailant said that he
was “under the influence of the Voice” and “the Voice made
it clear to me I was to kill this girl.” The assailant
was arrested three days after the murder for assault and
battery of another RMWC woman [he was arrested for
murdering Cindy about two weeks after the murder]. Twice
in the previous three years, he had been committed to a
local institution for observation, and each time found to
be sane. I assume he’s still locked away somewhere – or
perhaps, not.

I have much respect for the Russian author Leo Tolstoy.
During his pacifist phase, he was presented with a
scenario: if a little girl was being held captive by
a bad person, and was going to be killed, and he could
prevent that death by killing that bad person, wouldn’t
he act? After some thought, Tolstoy replied that in all
his years [he was probably 80 at this time], he had seen
many things, but that he had never confronted this
situation, the implication being that it was contrived
and unlikely. I feel like I have, at least seen it,
and if I could have done something, I would have acted
in a heartbeat.

And if she had been carrying even a .22 or .32 pistol,
she may have been able to scare him away and stop the
assault.

My life has gone on, but you can see that it has certainly
affected my thinking (it was almost 30 years ago). I
am proud that I was able to assist a new young female
co-worker who lived alone to acquire a handgun for
self-protection and train her in its use, a few years ago.

Please, keep fighting the good fight – there are no higher
stakes.

Rick H.