There was his famous “wedding” at the prison a dozen or so years ago to a writer for a teen magazine who claimed he was a sweet guy (although they apparently never actually touched) and who never sought the publicity that the “marriage” brought. But what I’ll remember most about the Night Stalker from my Los Angeles days is how he was captured. Not by the cops, but by ordinary folks in East LA who chased him down after an attempted carjacking and beat the living daylights out of him until police arrived. LA Times
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The notorious Satan-worshiping serial killer who terrorized Los Angeles in 1984 and ‘85 while gruesomely murdering 13 people, mostly by breaking into their homes while they were sleeping, died this morning at San Quentin. He was 53, and, along with Scott Peterson, one of the more infamous denizens of Death Row.
There was his famous “wedding” at the prison a dozen or so years ago to a writer for a teen magazine who claimed he was a sweet guy (although they apparently never actually touched) and who never sought the publicity that the “marriage” brought. But what I’ll remember most about the Night Stalker from my Los Angeles days is how he was captured. Not by the cops, but by ordinary folks in East LA who chased him down after an attempted carjacking and beat the living daylights out of him until police arrived. LA Times
‘Night Stalker’ Richard Ramirez dies at San Quentin
Friday, June 7, 2013
There was his famous “wedding” at the prison a dozen or so years ago to a writer for a teen magazine who claimed he was a sweet guy (although they apparently never actually touched) and who never sought the publicity that the “marriage” brought. But what I’ll remember most about the Night Stalker from my Los Angeles days is how he was captured. Not by the cops, but by ordinary folks in East LA who chased him down after an attempted carjacking and beat the living daylights out of him until police arrived. LA Times
