The Bartender – Part 2 – Mary’s Roots

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Mary and her (step)father almost got along. He didn’t have the kind of problem with her that my father had with me that’s for sure. Do you wonder why she ran away all the time? Well I’ll tell you some of this story.

Mary’s mother was single with three young children when she met this guy who was flush. Mary said she sold out. They went from a small apartment to living in a lavish house with a pool and lots of horses however the guy was crazy as shit. Mary thought it was a matter of time before he killed everyone in the house. He was always up to something and paranoid to various degrees at various times.

When the pressure got bad he would take it out on the family and when he got himself in an especially dicey situation, he would hold the whole family captive. Yep, he’d sit at the front door with a gun, defying anyone to leave. For days, I mean. Need to go to school? Tough shit. Bodyguard, “Dan”, would blockade the rest of the house. This was supposedly done to “protect” them. Mary was at risk as his child, see what I mean?

Was she really at risk? I don’t know. Probably to an extent. The guy had a lot of enemies that’s for sure.

Mary, her sisters and her mother had little detail of what was going on, but when they were hunkered down like this they were told if the police showed up he would not go peacefully. He promised to kill as many of them as possible. He also said if he thought they were going to catch him and put him in jail, he would kill himself and take the whole family with him and there was no reason to think he was bullshitting.

The main thing was that they didn’t know specifics at any given time so they could not judge the level of danger of the situation. Is a shoot out imminent, or is this guy just paranoid?  Was the risk real or imagined? This was the worst of it. They were all in the hands of a crazy.

to be continued.

 

10 thoughts on “The Bartender – Part 2 – Mary’s Roots”

  1. “The main thing was that they didn’t know specifics at any given time so they could not judge the level of danger of the situation. Is a shoot out imminent, or is this guy just paranoid? Was the risk real or imagined? This was the worst of it. They were all in the hands of a crazy.”

    This is, in fact, the worst. I truly resonate with the difficulties inherent in trying to locate the facts of a situation when your reality is being filtered through the mind of a madman.

  2. yeah, no idea if someone was coming, who they might be, any more than a vague idea why… and then the phone would ring and it would end the stand off.

  3. My post did not go through for some reason. I assume it’s a East side of town. It’s very beautiful up there.

  4. Michael, I grew up west, other side of Gates Pass alongside Saguaro National Monument.

    This was taking place out ’round Silverbell Rd, not sure what it is like now but there used to be nice places out there, zoned for horses.

  5. “Is a shoot out imminent, or is this guy just paranoid? Was the risk real or imagined?”

    I’m sorry, off topic, but I have experienced this often–I have Mars-Neptune-Saturn in a grand trine and it’s a totally fucked feeling.

    I feel for that family, is what I mean to say.

    And I’m very interested to hear the story:) RIP Mary

  6. People who were held hostage for a short period of time always say how it changed their life forever (and not in a good way).

    My heart just aches for your friend, dealing with something like that almost on a daily basis!

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