When Winona Fletcher knocked on the kitchen door that April day in 1985 [1], she used her smallest voice to…
THERE’S SOMETHING for everyone this December, including those of us who are procrastinators. Got an unexpected gift and trying to…
On Monday, June 10, 1985, Anchorage Police finally made an arrest. Two months had passed since the Faccio murders. The…
Plain on the outside but luxurious on the inside. That was the Faccio house. It featured an indoor waterfall next…
Thomas Faccio, Jr. was the black sheep of the family. The adopted son of a Faccio relative, the 31-year old…
I should never have gone there. Should have been content to look forward, not backward. Should have listened more closely…
For one thing, I do not reside in the UK. And, for sure, I don’t have routine access to the…
THERE’S SOMETHING about the holiday celebrations of December. The hint of snow, for sure. The cozy days around a fire…
There were three of them. Two aged fifteen, one aged sixteen. All males or, as some would contend, boys. It…
Robert Hansen was infamous in his own, small world. His was the world of Alaska, its Bush and its glaciers,…