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Master Blaster,
Lady Crystal,
Simulate, masturbate, penetrate, strangulate, mutilate, desecrate, decapitate
- such lovely fun and a form of pure enjoyment.
Francis Aileen Pruitt was a street walking, drug-addicted prostitute. I was
riding around one day looking for potential cutie pie dates. In my hometown of
Birmingham there are several sections of the city where rent-a-cutie-pies hang
out. If nothing else I'd go there to look to get energized so I will be more
aggressive toward shopping mall cutie pies. Anyway, in the summer of '92 I'm
out roaming and looking. I end up at "prostitution hall" and Ms. Francis
Aileen Pruitt invites herself into my van. Oh, what the hell? Why not? A
prostitute who is willing to get into my van is easier than forcing some soccer
mom into my van. And as already established - pussy is pussy. So, Ms. Pruitt
says we can have a date for $20. Geat! I have a $50 and a couple of $1's.
She asks me if I know where we can go and I say no. So, off we go under her
directions. Nothing really matters to me. I had already decided to eliminate
Ms. Francis Aileen Pruitt.
We find a spot - we kiss a little she asks for her money. I give her the
whole $50 and she is happy as a punk in a dick factory. We have one sloppy,
tongue-twisting super slurp and I grab her by her throat and squeeze. The
attack was so sudden she was unable to fight back. During her initial stage of
death spasms she did kick the van's windshield and cause a spiderweb crack.
Her right leg and foot went out the van's passenger's window and she kicked off
the passenger's side rear-view mirror. Eventually she lay spread eagle in the
reclined passenger's seat - left foot on the van's dashboard and her right
hanging out of the passenger's side window. I take my knife and plunge it into
the very center of her throat. The knife is 11" long and to my total surprise
my entire knife - handle and all - disappears in and down her throat. My only
real concern is; she can't keep my knife and I think of how messy it is going
to be to retrieve my knife. I end up sticking my whole hand down the hole in
her throat. I guess because she is already dead and has no blood pressure it
isn't all that messy.
Once I get my knife back I strip her nude, open up the passenger's door and
very unceremoniously dump her nude body in the dirt. Not feeling satisfied I
drag her body behind the van and stab her 70 plus times. I rip open her tummy
and remove anything I feel is female. And I decapitate her except for a small
flap of skin. I hack off her breasts and beat her face in with a large ball
peen hammer. I leave her with a stick shoved in her pussy so far that the end
of the stick comes out of the large hole I ripped in her tummy.
Mr. Francis Aileen Pruitt's husband was a mid-level drug dealer and the police
arrested him. They knew he wasn't guilty of murdering his wife but they did
not have enough evidence to convict him on drugs. I let Mr. Steve Pruitt go
all the way to his sentencing hearing before I explained the situation to the
police and criminal courts. By that time I already had 2 death sentences and
one life without. Mr. Steve Pruitt ended up pretty lucky. He sued for false
arrest and false imprisonment and a bunch of other civil rights violations -
And I guess he has one of the most unique settlements. He got an undisclosed
amount of $ -- all of his cases were dropped and today he is still a mid level
drug dealer and operates with pretty much total immunity. Oh well - poop
happens.
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On October 9th, 1992 Jack Harrison Trawick raped and murdered a 21 year old
college student named Stephanie Gach. He had a long history of violence
towards women and spent a lot of time between 1970 and 1992, when he was
finally arrested, in mental institutions and prisons. He has been convicted of
three murders and is suspected of many more.
If you're interested in reading more of Jack's writing, e-mail me and I'll send
you what I have typed out. You can also write him directly at (tell him Neil
sent you):
Mr. Jack Trawick Z-561
Holman Station, Apt. 6U7
P.O. Box 3700
Atmore, AL 36503
There isn't a lot of info out there about Jack that's readily available. If
you feel like paying a buck or two per article, you can find 20 or so on Jack
here:
http://www.bhamnews.com/archive.html
You can see Jack's mugshot and a short profile of him here:
http://www.editionnine.deathrowbook.com/noflash/nf_vigs.htm
- Neil
> - Neil
Who are you?
JC
Neil Arthur O'Connor...
Ya been around these parts long?
JC
And why would this person be sending you this sort of communication
and more importantly, why are you posting it? What is your point?
R
Wait a minute--I sense hostility here. This guy Allah didn't kill the
woman, didn't write about it; he labeled his post appropriately and
carefully, and I for one totally appreciate his sharing this stuff with
us. We're here to talk about crime, after all, I always am interested
in hearing from the horse's mouth, so to speak. I think there's a lot
to talk about in the "testimony" Allah has gifted us with, and I thank
him.
Was anyone else struck by the sophomoric tone of Trawick's story of his
murder? He's clearly pleased as punch with himself, and clearly
intelligent but immature imho. He sounds to me like someone who is au
fond terrified of women.
Martha
I've read this newsgroup off and on for a few years, but this is the only time
I've contributed something.
- Neil
Probably for the same reason you read the original post right up to the last
word.
>Women who work as prostitutes are >usually
>desperate, but even if it's for money >without having to work all day, nobody
>deserves what this man did to this >woman.
I've gotten to know Trawick a little bit and I can't speak for him, but my
guess is thathe hates all women and doesn't make a distinction between
prostitutes and other girls. Being a prostitute probably saved Ms. Pruitt from
being raped.
>Why are there so many idiots
>writing
>to ass holes on death row?
The same reason there are so many assholes going back and forth on usenet.
- Neil
He's sending me the communication because that's how out warm, fuzzy little
relationship works. I'm posting it here because Jack Trawick isn't very well
known. I thought it would give him a forum to tell his stories and I also
thought that with all of the serial killer talk that goes on here that it would
be welcome.
Welcome. It was certainly on-topic.
JC
I'm going to try to read what you post of his words, but not sure I can.
It's a great opp to observe his thought process, isn't it. Or to observe his
performance vis a vis the written word, depending. I have to think about
this a bit. Does he know you're posting his correspondance? (Fine with me
either way.)
JC
I read it, JC, and felt kinda trolled. Maybe Neil will provide a few details
that will enhance his credibility in my mind, but until then, I ain't buying.
Gayle
Again, thanks for posting. I had never heard of Trawick, and he
certainly is an interesting character, one whom I'd like to know more
about. Any books on him and his crimes?
Martha
Yes.
Personally, I don't care if anyone in this newsgroup feels trolled or not. My
posts are on topic and I'm not here to insult anyone or get into a pissing
contest. Please filter out my posts if you don't like them (I also post under
neiloc...@aol.com). Thank you.
- Neil
What prompted you to correspond with him? How did this come about? I myself,
while I might have curiousity, would feel personally afraid of any sort of
relationship with such a person. I admit that I am more of a scaredycat than
many. Did he answer you the first time you wrote him? Did it take long to
get a response from him in the first place? And how do you view his letters,
in terms of his honesty? I am very interested in this.
JC
But I didn't say you were trolling, Neil. I said I 'felt kinda trolled'. That
comment was not an accusation. Is it insulting to ask you for more details?
Others have asked, without expressing any doubts about veracity, but none have
been posted. I'd read your posts about Jack with interest if I 'felt' the source
was a valid expression of True Reality(tm). Thank you.
Gayle
For as long as I can remember I've been interested in extremely violent crime.
While searching through this serial killer site or that serial killer site I
came across some information on Jack and he seemed like someone I'd like to get
to know. I dug around, found his address, and sent him a letter.
>Did he answer you the first time you >wrote him?
Yes.
>Did it take long to get a response from >him in the first place?
I received my first letter from Jack 7 days after I mailed mine.
>And how do you view his letters,
>in terms of his honesty? I am very >interested in this.
His letters are as honest as can be. He might change little details about the
murders themselves to give himself more sexual pleasure while writing the
story, but they're still pretty accurate. If he says he stabbed someone 77
times, he stabbed them 77 times.
Jack once told me that he followed a stock clerk at a local department store
back into a storage room and slit her throat. On the way out he out something
on law-a-way so that he wouldn't look suspicious. I thought that was a little
"out there." Then I bought Death Row Volume 6 and it was right there in black
and white. The name of the department store was Zayres.
- Neil
**What was it about him that made you think you'd like to get to know him?
Can you be specific? Or was it more of a general sense of... ? I'm very
curious about this.
> >Did he answer you the first time you >wrote him?
>
> Yes.
>
> >Did it take long to get a response from >him in the first place?
>
> I received my first letter from Jack 7 days after I mailed mine.
**I suppose this isn't surprising. The man probably doesn't have all that
many diversions, or many opps to meet new people as it were. He probably
enjoys making new contacts. And also enjoys writing about his crimes,
informing, bragging.
> >And how do you view his letters,
> >in terms of his honesty? I am very >interested in this.
>
> His letters are as honest as can be. He might change little details about
the
> murders themselves to give himself more sexual pleasure while writing the
> story, but they're still pretty accurate. If he says he stabbed someone
77
> times, he stabbed them 77 times.
**What do you mean by the second sentence? I know, of course, that these
guys re-play their crimes for the pleasure of it, and re-work their
fantasies accordingly. But in "changing little details" when writing to
you - what's with that?
> Jack once told me that he followed a stock clerk at a local department
store
> back into a storage room and slit her throat. On the way out he out
something
> on law-a-way so that he wouldn't look suspicious. I thought that was a
little
> "out there." Then I bought Death Row Volume 6 and it was right there in
black
> and white. The name of the department store was Zayres.
>
> - Neil
**Now that's creepy. Does it frighten you at all to read these letters? It
would me. What is Death Row Volume 6? Also, I'd assume he's exhausted all
appeals.
I'd like to hear what he has to say about his early life and his family.
JC