when the harp kicks in

By JD Hubbard

New England isn't known for it's serial killers. Not like California, or Florida, Washington State or, even, Texas. We've all heard of the killers: Bundy, Edmund Kemper, The Green River Killer, Richard Ramirez, and John Wayne Gacy of America's heartland. What about New England? Years ago a strangler terrorized Beantown while we mourned the death of Camelot. There have been others: Shawcross in New York (of course New York is not really part of New England is it?); Antoine Costa murdered women in Cape Cod (1969); the 'Bra Killer' - Benjamin Franklin Miller of Stamford, Conn.; the so-called 'Dune Killer' in Provincetown, Mass. Not as frequent...or recognizable.What is it about New England? Graced with some sort of Yankee stubbornness that precludes the sufacing of the emotions and rage that come with the territory? Or is it just that the killers of New England are better, not willing to be caught?And how do we recognize these people, if they can be called that? We all know that there are scars that can't be readily seen. Come now, you've given some people that extra long glance, not quite a stare, when you've seen, well, something.There was, or we should properly say is, one killer in New England. He killed randomly. Marked his victims at times, taunted the authorities and remained elusive.

• Format: Paperback
• Language: English
• ISBN: 1463719256
• ISBN13: 9781463719258
• Release Date: October 2011
• Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
• Weight: 1.35 lbs.
• Dimensions: 8.0" x 1.2" x 5.0"