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On Saturday, August ninth, nineteen sixty-nine,
all hell broke loose with more than six dozen plunges of a carving fork and
knife, and the peaceful dyll was shattered. Out of the chaos caused by the
senseless, horrific murderers, Charles Manson emerged as one of the most
feared notorious criminals of all time. In the twenty-nine years since the
so-called "Tate-La Bianca" murders, many people have speculated about what
caused Charles Manson to become the monster he turned to be. To be able to
fully comprehend what could cause an innocent child to evolve into a
ruthless calculating cold- blooded killer, one must completely examine the
events of his life. Charles Manson was born Charles Milles Maddox, the son
of an unwed mother, in Cincinnati Ohio on November twelfth, nineteen
thirty-four. His father, he stated in his autobiography, was a "young
drugstore cowboy", a transient laborer who abandoned Charles' mother when he
learned that she was pregnant. Shortly after Charles' birth, Kathleen Maddox
lived with a man named William Manson, and they eventually got married.
William Manson gave his new stepson his name, although the marriage
dissolved shortly thereafter. Raised in a strict, religious home, Kathleen
Maddox- Manson rebelled after the breakup of her marriage. She reveled in
her newfound freedom by drinking a lot and loving freely. Like many young
mothers, Kathleen was not yet ready for the responsibilities that go along
with the raising of a child. She had fled a stifling home life and rushed
into marriage, and she had a lot of living to do before she settled down.
Charles was passed from relative to relative to baby-sitter, and was soon
sold to a waitress in a restaurant in exchange for a pitcher of beer. An
uncle tracked him down and took him home several days later. When Charles
was five years old, his mother and a man were convicted of robbing a service
station in Charlestown, West Virginia. They'd used a Coke bottle to knock
the attendant unconscious. Caught and sentenced to five years in Moundsville
Prison, her work assignment was near death row. West Virginia was a hanging
state at that time, and part of Kathleen's job was to clean the area that
included the scaffold. One day as she was cleaning, she saw a man being
escorted to the scaffold. Normally on hanging days, nobody except the person
to be executed and the prison officials were allowed near the hanging area,
but on that day, by accident or oversight, the prison officials neglected to
inform Kathleen of the day's plans. Afraid she might be in trouble for being
in the vicinity, she hid in a nearby broom closet. When the trap sprung, the
inmate's weight and sheer velocity caused the rope to sever his head, and as
Kathleen opened the door to get a glimpse of the hanging, it promptly rolled
to kathleen's hiding place. She told Charles years later that mans eyes were
still wide open and death literally stared her in the face. Twenty-seven
years after that incident, Charles Milles Manson was placed on Death Row. In
his autobiography, "Manson: In His Own Words", he explained a sobering
moment."I looked at the gas chamber. The rooms two viewing windows looked
like two huge eyes of death. Instantly my mind flashed to my mother, and I
had a vision of her looking into the eyes of death. During that moment, I
understood more about my mom than any other time in my life". Charles'
mother was released from prison when he was eight years old, and again he
was either being passed from relative to relative, or they moved around a
lot. Eventually, when Charles was twelve years old, his mother found a
steady boyfriend. He soon tired of having Charles around and gave Kathleen
an ultimatum: him or Charles. Charles was placed in the Gibault Home for
Boys in Tierre Haute, Indiana. It was a strict Catholic religious-oriented
school, and the punishment for even the tiniest infraction was either a
wooden paddle, or a leather strap. Eventually, living at Gibault got to be
too much for Charles, and he ran away. He slept in the woods, under bridges,
and wherever else he could find a place. He finally reached Indianapolis
where he burglarized a grocery store for something to eat. He found the cash
register change in a cigar box under the counter. It was slightly over a
hundred dollars, and the first thing he did was rent a room in Skid Row, and
eat as much as he could possibly handle. A few days later he was broke and
tired so he'd steal whatever he could to accumulate a little extra money.
One day he stole a bicycle and was eventually arrested, the police realized
he was a runaway and located his mother. Unable to provide a stable home
life, Charles was placed in Father Flanagan's Boy's Town. Four days later,
he and another boy ran away. They stole a car and wrecked it, followed by
committing a few robberies resulted in their arrest, and they were placed in
a juvenile home. Charles' stay there was a repeat of his stay in the
previous homes, and he was placed in a bonafied reform school. It was at the
Indiana School for Boys at Plainfield that Charles Manson was beaten and
raped repeatedly for over three years. He finally escaped successfully when
he was sixteen years old. Headed towards California, he and a friend stole
cars and robbed stores along the way. Again he was arrested, and during the
next thirty-eight months he spent time in four different institutions. In
May of nineteen fifty-four, at the age of nineteen, he was finally paroled.
Shortly thereafter he was married. Working at a race track at the time, he
stopped by a card room and played a few hands of poker. He racked up quite a
pile of winnings and was surrounded by a group of girls. Paying them no
attention, he caught the eye of a girl across the room. She was with her
father, a coal-miner. Later, Charles managed to speak a few words to her.
They started dating, and married shortly thereafter, in January of nineteen
fifty-five. She became pregnant almost immediately. Desiring to head to
California but needed a car to take him there, Charles stole a '51 Mercury.
Predictably, he was caught. He was sent to the Federal Penitentiary at
Terminal Island, San Pedro. He was, by then, twenty-one years old. Those
first few months in prison, Charles had a positive outlook on life, with
thoughts of leading a straight, crime-free life when he was paroled. Before
the baby-little Charlie-was a year old, Charles' wife stopped visiting. He
heard from his mother that his wife had left the state with her new
boyfriend, a trucked. Devastated, he wrote her several letters begging her
to return, but to no ovail. In his autobiography, Charles Manson states,
"when I gave up on her, my attitude of wanting to be Mr. Straight left me. I
went back to being bitter and hating everyone". Shuffled from home to home
as a child, knowing his prostitute mother never wanted him, being in and out
of juvenile homes and adult jails, Charles Manson was becoming the Charles
Manson we've all heard about and feared. He was released from Terminal
Island and served several years. Paroled in nineteen sixty-seven at age
thirty-two, he asked if he could stay. "You know what, man, I don't wanna
leave! I don't have a home out there! Why don't you just take me back
inside? I'm serious man! I mean it! I don't wanna leave". He did, however,
leave Terminal Island that day. It was March twenty-first, nineteen
sixty-seven, and the last time he'd pass through those doors. Charles Manson
headed to San Francisco. Once there, he liked to hang out at the University
of California-Berkeley campus and play his guitar. One day, while doing so,
he was sitting on the grass when a dog started sniffing his feet. He raised
his foot as if to kick it, and it's owner appeared. Her name was Mary
Theresa Brunner, and she would become the first member of his "Family". She
was tall and thin, a straight-laced redhead. Charles convinced her to let
him stay with her, but there was to be no sex involved. Eventually, however,
the situation changed. Charles somewhat changed Mary's personality. She let
her guard down and became more open-minded. She quit her job as the
University of California-Berkeley librarian and she and Charles stole a car
and traveled. They slept at waysides and such and they'd go to beaches where
occasionally they would find a homeless girl. The girl would then join the
group. Thus began the Manson family. The family soon grew to more than
thirty people. They moved into Spahn's Movie Ranch, just outside of
Chatsworth California. Few of the Family members actually held jobs, so they
had to scrounge for food in the dumpsters at local supermarkets. Their only
other needs or desires were sex and drugs, both of which were readily
available in the nineteen sixties. Charles Manson and the Family lived at
the ranch until the arrests and convictions of those hideous crimes in
August of nineteen sixty-nine. Los Angeles Police Department officers were
called to 10050 Cielo Drive in Bel Air. They were met with a crime scene so
horrible and bloody that it might well have come from a Hollywood movie.
There were five victims, all viciously slain. They were Abigail Folger,
Voytek Frykowski, Jay Sebring, Steven Parent, and Sharon Tate-Polanski. On
the door to the home where they lost their lives, a word was written on the
door: PIG. It was later established to be written in the blood of Sharon
Tate. The Family members physically involved in the killings were Charles
"Tex" Watson, Patricia "Katie" Krenwinkle, Susan Atkins, Leslie Van Hueten,
and Linda Kasabian. As the five about-to-be killers started to walk up the
driveway, they saw headlights. A car appeared and the killers crouched down
in the shrubbery. When the car stopped, Tex Wattson approached the driver,
Steven Parent. Watson pulled out his twenty-two caliber Buntline revolver
and shot Parent. They then pushed the car back off the driveway. Assured
that the shots fired hadn't alerted neighbors or authorities, they entered
the house. A man, Voytek Frykowski, had fallen asleep with the lights on.
Shouting "wake up", Tex Watson approached him and shot. Susan Atkins,
meanwhile, had been exploring the rest of the home. Tex ordered her to bring
the rest of the occupants of the house to the living room. Folger, Sebring,
And Tate herded into the room. Tex ordered Susan Atkins to tie a rope around
the prisoners' necks, and the Sebring lunged at Watson, Tex stabbed her and
she fell to the floor. Susan was adding more bonds to Frykowski when she was
ordered by Tex, "kill him" she stabbed away, while he struggled. Somehow he
escaped and Watson chased him into the yard, delivering the fatal thrusts.
Reentering the house, he hit Folger on the head with his revolver. Dead she
fell to the floor. Sharon Tate was still frozen with fear and stupefaction.
Remembering her, Tex Watson and Susan Atkins ignored her pleas for her
unborn child's life and stabbed her to death. The killers then scribbled
messages such as "HELTER SKELTER" and "PIG" everywhere, using their victims
blood. The next night, the grisly horror was repeated at the home of Leno
and Rosemary La Bianca. Leno La Bianca was dead as a result of twenty-six
stab wounds. A fork protruded from his stomach, and a knife from his throat.
When his body was discovered, Rosemary La Bianca had been found stabbed
forty-one times. Again messages were scrawled on the walls in the victims
blood: "DEATH TO PIGS", "RISE", and "HELTER SKELTER" A couple of months
later, all of the hands-on killer's, plus Charles Manson were arrested.
Ultimately tried and convicted, all spent many years in prison, with the
exception of Linda Kasabian. She became the prosecutions star witness and
was given immunity in exchange for her testimony. The rest of the killers
were sentenced to death. Shortly thereafter, however, the state of
California revoked the death penalty and their sentences were communed to
life. To date, one of the women has been released, the remaining two are
still in prison, and of course , so is Charles Manson. Even now, twenty-nine
years after the terrible tragedies, people still speculate as to why Charles
Manson turned into such an inhumane monster. His past speaks for itself but
all I have to say is, parents: take care of your children. Stand up for
them, lead them, teach them, and don't turn away from them, maybe that way,
you won't be responsible for what might happen to them. |