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Greenwich Time Finder

“GREENWICH TIME FINDER”
This is a True Story about my research on my Dads side of the Family. I didn’t know my Dad that well, if at all. Be careful what you research. Some things are better left unknown…

My Story is about my research and I don’t know how to write very well and some times I spell things wrong. All I know , it is the truth. What I’m about to share with you, started out with my Aunt Estelle’s Probate case that went horribly wrong in San Francisco, CA. While researching the case, I found out alot more then what I bargained for. I opened up a Hornets nest of hidden Family secrets. My Sister, Tami Jo and I, Kimberlyn, have an ex Stepbrother by the name, Frank Morris Jr. My Dad, Breck Sturgell’s, ex Stepson. He was raised to be a lawyer. A very corrupt lawyer. Frank Jr. stole my Aunts and my Fathers Estates from my Family. My Aunt, Estelle McClelland lived in San Francisco, CA. Both my Aunt and my Dad are now deceased. Estelle was extremely rich. I guess you could say filthy rich. She owned a realty business and was a heavy investor in the stock market. Put it this way, when I went thru the estates accounting papers, the accounting documents alone were held in 3 > 3 inch files on both sides of the paper. Her estate was huge! My Sister and I are the rightful Heirs to her estate. However, thats’s not the way the probate went. 2 Corrupt San Francisco Public Administrators, Ricardo Hernandez and John D.R. Clark intentionally left my Sister and I out of the Probate to benefit themselves. Mainly Frank Morris Jr. & “Others” .. It’s the “Others” that will fascinate you- Click here about the public administrator that handled my Aunts estate here>…>>> & read please…

http://archives.sfweekly.com/sanfrancisco/misplaced-trust/Content?oid=2137632

They were both eventually terminated. However, not before they had a hay day with my Aunts estate.- I started my researching my Aunts estate in late 2009. Since the name of my ex Stepbrother is Frank Morris, every time I would type his name in to google search, I would get back the Frank Lee Morris that escaped from Alcatraz prison in 1962. So I would pass it up and pass it up over and over again. Til one day I just decided to read about it. Immediately red flags were going off by what I was reading in this article!! The article said a raft made out of balsa wood was found under the Standard Oil Company’s pier in Richmond, California the day after the Alcatraz escape. I threw a red flag at this because I had just found out that my Aunt Estelle worked at this same Standard oil company for years. This was before she went in to business for herself. Estelle was also a pin up girl for 1 of Standard oil company’s calendars. Estelle was breath taking beautiful when she was young. Absolutely gorgeous! She married Robert McClelland whom was a lawyer for the Social Security administration in San Francisco, CA. After I read that something else that I threw another red flag at, it read that the San Francisco police thought the military was involved with the escape. Possibly Merchant Marines? Or the US Navy? I had just found out that my Dad was a Merchant Marine & also in the US Navy. My Dad had other Brothers and Sisters besides Estelle. One was my Uncle Golden Sturgill. Golden was a shipping Captain in the Merchant Marines. He & my Dad both fought in WW2. Golden was also an Inventor. From being an ocean going Captain, he was a Master at reading the Seas, Tides, Night skys. Years and years of such experience. Golden lived in and around the San Francisco Bay areas. He invented the Greenwich Time Finder which is basically a sort of GPS as we know today. But in 1952. Technology though, passed his invention right up while waiting on his patent. I heard it just devastated Golden. It was already enough getting no recognition for World War 2 as a Merchant Marine. Then this. It wasn’t until 1988 that the Merchant Marine got ANYHING/Recognition from our Military. No insurance, no pay, no nothing. The Merchant Marine at times fought even harder then our own Military during WW2. Both my Dad and Golden went through this. That must be an awful feeling. My Uncle had already died by the time Merchant Seamen were finally recognized. He died in 1975.

I decided to order my Dads DD214 Forms from the US Coast Guard. Going thru the paperwork I see that my Dad replaced his Merchant Marine I.D. a total of 3 times in a 3 years span back to back. I found it odd. He never lost anything my Mother, Leta, told me. I spent a total of 2 weekends over at my Dads. He lived in Port Angeles, WA. My Mother divorced my Dad when I was just a tiny baby. She had good reason. My Dad was a sick man. While thinking back to the last weekend over at his house, it sparked childhood memories of meeting 2 strange men over at my Dads. I was sent to my bedroom for DOING NOTHING and I snuck out of my room. This is when I met these men. One had really bright orange hair, like a bad hair dye job. The other had short black spikey hair. The reason I remembered these guys is because of their hair. I was only 9 years old. The more I thought about it, the more I could see their faces and as clear as a bell I could see them. I went up to Clarence Anglin. When I got to him he turned his face the other way. So of course I go over to his other side. Once again he turned the other way. I thought, How Rude! But now makes sense. I nearly fell out of my seat realizing who these 2 men were, As it turns out, they were John and Clarence Anglin. After 40+ years have gone by and just now realizing this has been unbelievable!! I’m starting to really dig deep in to everything by now- I knew after remembering this that I was on to something and something Big!

I found some old FBI files on their website. One of them said, Clarence Anglin was seen boarding a ship at the Port of Chicago in California. The date he was spotted was on September 1st, 1967. On one of my Dads DD214 forms when he replaced his I.D. was on September 7th 1967. “6 days “after Clarence Anglin was seen boarding that ship- !! Coincidence..? My Uncle Golden shipped mainly out of the Port of Chicago. I then find another old FBI file saying Frank Lee Morris was seen talking to his old Girlfriend telling her he was waiting to board a ship as a Merchant Marine. Coincidence..? Hardly-

Over the years I have gathered a lot of evidence about all this. I decided to call the lead Alcatraz investigator US Marshal Michael Dyke. I told him of my findings and he wanted me to mail down this huge box of all the documents I had on the case. So I did. Dyke some how loses the box of documents I sent. More like he got rid of it ie; burned it, hid it, who knows?! Turns out the cold case is a cover up- He told me he gave the box to the FBI & that they had the box. I Call the San Francisco FBI & they were clueless as to what I was talking about. By now I didn’t know what to do..? The very people I turn to for help on all this are the very ones covering the old cold case up. I just started to break down crying at this point. I knew I met the Anglins in 1974 over at my Dads. I knew 100% that that it was indeed them. Even though it took me forever putting 2+2 together on everything, I knew I was right. I own a karaoke business and use to play places like the Eagles, or the Elks, Moose Lodges. I knew that people in their 70’s, 80’s hung out at these places. I remembered my Dad being a member at a place in Port angeles like this. I decided to take a drive up to Port Angeles, WA. to see if this place was still there. I found the place and it was a Moose Lodge. Walked in and they had a lot of pictures of their members on their walls and I saw several pictures that really really looked likje John and Clarence Anglin. I also saw a few that looked like Frank Lee Morris too. The more I looked, the more I knew it was them! ALL 3 OF THEM!! I took pictures of all the ones I knew were the 3 Alcatraz escapees. This is when the bartender came up to me and said, We are on Facebook and all of our pictures are on there too. I said Thank you and left. Drove about 880 miles an hour back home- I found them!! As soon as I got back home I immediately went on to facebook and sure enough there they were- ALL 3 of them!! I couldn’t believe it. I then email Dyke of course all my pictures of the 3 with Dyke saying, It’s not them Kimberlyn! I said, What do you mean its not them..?! I then said, IT IS THEM and you damn well know it DYKE and then hung up the phone-! Out of 100’s of people I have shown the pictures to, Dyke is the only one that has said its not them- Only one. It pissed me off so much what Dyke was doing that I needed to know why..? Why was he doing this to me..? What was he covering up..? Well, I found out.. The Alcatraz US Marshal that had the Alcatraz case before Dyke, his name is Arthur “Roderick”. He is now retired. I knew I had seen that last name some where but where..? Then it hits me, John Anglin has a Girlfriend TODAY by the Name Oleta “Roderick”… TWINS!! Arthur and Oleta are TWINS. This is one of the main reasons why the old cold case is a cover up- I emailed Dyke and told him of my findings. However, no reply.

My Dad married after my Mother to a Woman by the name Helen Morris(Sturgell). She was horrible to my Sister and I over at his house. Just horrible- She’s the one that kept sending us to our bedrooms for doing nothing. This was when I snuck out of my room and met the Anglins. I told you that my Dad was a sick man. Before I met the Anglins my Dad had taken me to go get some icecream at the little store. I loved cars when I was a kid. I didn’t play with Barbies or dolls. Tonka trucks and Lincoln logs were more like it. When my Dad took me to get ice cream he asked me if I wanted to drive. Really drive! He had a California Special Mustang back then. Really cool car. He let me sit on his lap and steer the car. I was so excited I had never driven anything before. The excitement came to an abrupt stop! My Dad tried to molest me! I climbed in to the back seat and faced the back seat crying all the way back home. I was just devasted. When we got back Helen, my Dads Wife was mad as hell. She and my Dad were arguing and my Dad calls her “Ruth”..? I asked, Why did you call Helen “Ruth”..? he told me, Helen isn’t who you think she is Kimberly– Nothing more was said. This baffled me for years as to why he called her that?! Makes perfect sense now. Helen’s real name is “Ruth Taylor”. Ruth Taylor from an article I found was Clarence Anglins Girlfriend in 1958. She was with Clarence on the night the FBI busted the 3 Anglin brothers for the 1958 Alabama bank robbery in Hamilton, Ohio. Ruth Taylor also had a Sister that was John Anglins married Girlfriend. Her name was Helen Taylor McIntosh. I think this is why my Stepmother Helen, chose the name Helen to use for her fake name. When I read this article the pieces of the puzzle were starting to fit more and more. I knew I had to find a picture of this Ruth Taylor. I search hi and low for a picture of this Ruth. But could not find one any where. I got on youtube.com and 1 of the Anglin Sisters had a video of the Anglin Brothers. She was given 2 painting of her Brothers that they had in Alcatraz prison. One of Helen Taylor John’s Girlfriend. And one of Clarence Anglin’s Girlfriend Ruth Taylor. As soon as I saw the woman in the painting with her collar pulled up over her face I knew she was my Stepmother Helen Sturgell. When my Dad took my Sister and I back home to Renton, WA. which is about 3 hours drive from Port Angeles. When we got home we went home to an even worse nightmare- My Stepdad had been drinking since early morning. My Mom said that by 11am he had already downed over a half gallon of vodka martinis. He was lit up like a Christmas tree! Not a happy drunk either- I decided to go to bed early that night. My bedroom was downstairs. It was so scarey down there. For one I’m the only one downstairs and my room was tiny and dark. At around midnight I was woken up by someone running across the upstairs and slamming the back door shut. Following that was a really loud BANG! I thought it was firecrackers. I went upstairs to see what all of the commotion was about. When I opened the door, directly across from me was a full length mirror, The mirrors reflection shows my Moms bedroom. Usually the door is closed. But not this night. In the mirrors reflection I saw my Stepdad slumped over on to his side in a sitting position. I also saw what looked to be red paint. It wasn’t red paint. It was blood. My Stepdad shot himself in the head. He was dead. This put me in to shock. The next thing I knew I had 2 Renton Policemen shining their flashlights in my face asking me if I heard anything..? I told them I heard a shot and then somebody running. I said it backwards making it sound like my Mom killed my Stepdad. My Mom was just livid! I told her I’m sorry I was half asleep! She didn’t want to hear it- I The police interrogated her for days!! I felt horrible.-

That following Monday a long, black car rolled up our driveway. I asked my Mom who it was? She said that is your Uncle Golden Sturgill. I thought it odd that he was there. He never made a trip to see us before. I mean he lives in Santa Cruz, CA. & drove all the way up to WA. state. I had never met him before. I just found it odd. I remember it was a really strange conversation. My Mom was playing music from the play she and my Stepdad went and saw in Seattle, “The Mikado”. It’s an old Japanese play. Kinda corny if you ask me. There’s a reason I am telling you this.

After finding the Anglins in 2014 I knew they were involved with the theft of my Aunts multi million dollar estate some how. I started going through all the important documents of my Aunts case and found my Dads Power of Attorney document. Immediately I see that the signature was not my Dads. My Dad had very distinctive hand writing. Nobody could copy it. So I knew that it was indeed a forgery. I had been studying up on the handwriting of the 3 Alcatraz escapees. I ordered a bunch of their handwriting from the Freedom of Information act. Found out that it was Frank Lee Morris that forged my Dads Power of Attorney document!! I had a forensic handwriting exam done on the document. Results came back it is indeed a forgery.

I am attaching my video here that I made on youtube.com of my finding these 3 Alcatraz escapees. Click here..>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWt_GC1zFDY

As it turns out with the Alcatraz escape, it was my Dad and my Uncle Golden that were the Masterminds behind the escape. Mainly my Uncle Golden since he was a master of reading the tides and an expert at things like this. My Aunt Lavonne who is the Wife of my Dads younger Brother Frank Sturgill whom was a very good man. He was a ballroom dancer teacher. He also opened Sturgill’s Boxing in Centraila, WA. It was a place for troubled teen boys to go. A Non profit organization. Lavonne told me that my Uncle and my Dad and Helen(Ruth) took my Aunts yacht out on the night of the escape. She found that odd due to it was at night time and they just never took the boat out at night. A dutch scientist did a remake of the tides on the night of the escape. In the simulation it showed that it was possible for a raft to of traveled to Standard oil company in Richmond, CA. As a matter of fact it showed that a raft traveled exactly to this location at Standard Oil Company. Took them right there I mean exactly to Standard Oil Company. The timing on this had to be 100% on it or it would of failed. The tide would of drug the 3 out to sea if the got the timing wrong. So they caught the tide exact on the night of the Alcatraz escape.

Moving forward here… After finding all this I thought to myself, I wonder if there are any other cold cases from the 1960’s in San Francisco..? First case that came to mind was the cold case of the Zodiac killer. I’m sure you know who he was.

I have part of a clip from a Zodiac killer document I need you to watch.. Please click here ..>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HI0jnsbZwys&t=4551s

Please go to Timestamp: 45:24 and watch.

I believe what the Zodiac killer says here relates to the Alcatraz case.

I have 1 more that relates to the suicide of my Stepfather CLICK HERE..>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdBfIzeyPVk&t=217s

Please go to timestamp: 18:23

My Uncle wore size 10.5 military boots that’s all he would wear. He was over weight as well. He was a Merchant Marine Captain.

I have another article for you to read here.. >>> http://www.sfgate.com/bayarea/article/

I don’t know about you but the Pieces are fitting this puzzle that the Zodiac killer was my Uncle Golden. The Zodiac killer stopped his killings around 1974. Golden died in 1975.

The Zodiac killer wanted recognition for things. Golden being a Merchant Marine got zero recognition for this. He got no recognition for his Invention either. He got no recognition for the Alcatraz escape. He got recognition for nothing. His Stepmother Pearl whom he was close to, died on December 20th,1968. Same date as one of the Zodiac murders. Coincidence..? The Zodiac towards the end of his killing spree told the cops that he was no longer going to tell them of any of his killing from that point on. He said that he would make them look like accidents or suicides. I think he may of killed my Stepdad. I mean, Golden shows up over at my Moms place a day and a half after my Stepdads supposide suicide… Why?! He never came to visit before. Why all of the sudden..? I mean, he drove all the way to Renton, Washington from Santa Cruz, California. I think I may of figured out his reason for this. That weekend I had been over at my Dads place right? I snuck out of my bedroom and by chance met the 2 Anglins. Since Golden was the mastermind behind the Alcatraz escape, he was worried that I met them at my Dads. He wanted to see just how much I knew about the Alcatraz case. Depending on my answers, my life depended on. I was clueless. Now years later I got to thinking about it and it fits. I believe Golden killed my Stepdad making it look like an accident. Golden came to my Mothers house I believe to kill us. It was by the grace of God that we survived.

One more thing here is….

From where my Aunt Estelle lived in San Francisco, CA. at 548 Arguello Blvd., and where Paul Stine the taxi cab driver was shot, it was an 8 minute walk. 6 minutes if you took a short cut. Coincidence..? Hardly.

This is a True Story about my research on my Dads side of the Family. I didn’t know my Dad that well, if at all. Be careful what you research. Some things are better left unknown…

My Story is about my research and I don’t know how to write very well and some times I spell things wrong. All I know , it is the truth. What I’m about to share with you, started out with my Aunt Estelle’s Probate case that went horribly wrong in San Francisco, CA. While researching the case, I found out alot more then what I bargained for. I opened up a Hornets nest of hidden Family secrets. My Sister, Tami Jo and I, Kimberlyn, have an ex Stepbrother by the name, Frank Morris Jr. My Dad, Breck Sturgell’s, ex Stepson. He was raised to be a lawyer. A very corrupt lawyer. Frank Jr. stole my Aunts and my Fathers Estates from my Family. My Aunt, Estelle McClelland lived in San Francisco, CA. Both my Aunt and my Dad are now deceased. Estelle was extremely rich. I guess you could say filthy rich. She owned a realty business and was a heavy investor in the stock market. Put it this way, when I went thru the estates accounting papers, the accounting documents alone were held in 3 > 3 inch files on both sides of the paper. Her estate was huge! My Sister and I are the rightful Heirs to her estate. However, thats’s not the way the probate went. 2 Corrupt San Francisco Public Administrators, Ricardo Hernandez and John D.R. Clark intentionally left my Sister and I out of the Probate to benefit themselves. Mainly Frank Morris Jr. & “Others” .. It’s the “Others” that will fascinate you- Click here about the public administrator that handled my Aunts estate here>…>>> & read please…

http://archives.sfweekly.com/sanfrancisco/misplaced-trust/Content?oid=2137632

They were both eventually terminated. However, not before they had a hay day with my Aunts estate.- I started my researching my Aunts estate in late 2009. Since the name of my ex Stepbrother is Frank Morris, every time I would type his name in to google search, I would get back the Frank Lee Morris that escaped from Alcatraz prison in 1962. So I would pass it up and pass it up over and over again. Til one day I just decided to read about it. Immediately red flags were going off by what I was reading in this article!! The article said a raft made out of balsa wood was found under the Standard Oil Company’s pier in Richmond, California the day after the Alcatraz escape. I threw a red flag at this because I had just found out that my Aunt Estelle worked at this same Standard oil company for years. This was before she went in to business for herself. Estelle was also a pin up girl for 1 of Standard oil company’s calendars. Estelle was breath taking beautiful when she was young. Absolutely gorgeous! She married Robert McClelland whom was a lawyer for the Social Security administration in San Francisco, CA. After I read that something else that I threw another red flag at, it read that the San Francisco police thought the military was involved with the escape. Possibly Merchant Marines? Or the US Navy? I had just found out that my Dad was a Merchant Marine & also in the US Navy. My Dad had other Brothers and Sisters besides Estelle. One was my Uncle Golden Sturgill. Golden was a shipping Captain in the Merchant Marines. He & my Dad both fought in WW2. Golden was also an Inventor. From being an ocean going Captain, he was a Master at reading the Seas, Tides, Night skys. Years and years of such experience. Golden lived in and around the San Francisco Bay areas. He invented the Greenwich Time Finder which is basically a sort of GPS as we know today. But in 1952. Technology though, passed his invention right up while waiting on his patent. I heard it just devastated Golden. It was already enough getting no recognition for World War 2 as a Merchant Marine. Then this. It wasn’t until 1988 that the Merchant Marine got ANYHING/Recognition from our Military. No insurance, no pay, no nothing. The Merchant Marine at times fought even harder then our own Military during WW2. Both my Dad and Golden went through this. That must be an awful feeling. My Uncle had already died by the time Merchant Seamen were finally recognized. He died in 1975.

I decided to order my Dads DD214 Forms from the US Coast Guard. Going thru the paperwork I see that my Dad replaced his Merchant Marine I.D. a total of 3 times in a 3 years span back to back. I found it odd. He never lost anything my Mother, Leta, told me. I spent a total of 2 weekends over at my Dads. He lived in Port Angeles, WA. My Mother divorced my Dad when I was just a tiny baby. She had good reason. My Dad was a sick man. While thinking back to the last weekend over at his house, it sparked childhood memories of meeting 2 strange men over at my Dads. I was sent to my bedroom for DOING NOTHING and I snuck out of my room. This is when I met these men. One had really bright orange hair, like a bad hair dye job. The other had short black spikey hair. The reason I remembered these guys is because of their hair. I was only 9 years old. The more I thought about it, the more I could see their faces and as clear as a bell I could see them. I went up to Clarence Anglin. When I got to him he turned his face the other way. So of course I go over to his other side. Once again he turned the other way. I thought, How Rude! But now makes sense. I nearly fell out of my seat realizing who these 2 men were, As it turns out, they were John and Clarence Anglin. After 40+ years have gone by and just now realizing this has been unbelievable!! I’m starting to really dig deep in to everything by now- I knew after remembering this that I was on to something and something Big!

I found some old FBI files on their website. One of them said, Clarence Anglin was seen boarding a ship at the Port of Chicago in California. The date he was spotted was on September 1st, 1967. On one of my Dads DD214 forms when he replaced his I.D. was on September 7th 1967. “6 days “after Clarence Anglin was seen boarding that ship- !! Coincidence..? My Uncle Golden shipped mainly out of the Port of Chicago. I then find another old FBI file saying Frank Lee Morris was seen talking to his old Girlfriend telling her he was waiting to board a ship as a Merchant Marine. Coincidence..? Hardly-

Over the years I have gathered a lot of evidence about all this. I decided to call the lead Alcatraz investigator US Marshal Michael Dyke. I told him of my findings and he wanted me to mail down this huge box of all the documents I had on the case. So I did. Dyke some how loses the box of documents I sent. More like he got rid of it ie; burned it, hid it, who knows?! Turns out the cold case is a cover up- He told me he gave the box to the FBI & that they had the box. I Call the San Francisco FBI & they were clueless as to what I was talking about. By now I didn’t know what to do..? The very people I turn to for help on all this are the very ones covering the old cold case up. I just started to break down crying at this point. I knew I met the Anglins in 1974 over at my Dads. I knew 100% that that it was indeed them. Even though it took me forever putting 2+2 together on everything, I knew I was right. I own a karaoke business and use to play places like the Eagles, or the Elks, Moose Lodges. I knew that people in their 70’s, 80’s hung out at these places. I remembered my Dad being a member at a place in Port angeles like this. I decided to take a drive up to Port Angeles, WA. to see if this place was still there. I found the place and it was a Moose Lodge. Walked in and they had a lot of pictures of their members on their walls and I saw several pictures that really really looked likje John and Clarence Anglin. I also saw a few that looked like Frank Lee Morris too. The more I looked, the more I knew it was them! ALL 3 OF THEM!! I took pictures of all the ones I knew were the 3 Alcatraz escapees. This is when the bartender came up to me and said, We are on Facebook and all of our pictures are on there too. I said Thank you and left. Drove about 880 miles an hour back home- I found them!! As soon as I got back home I immediately went on to facebook and sure enough there they were- ALL 3 of them!! I couldn’t believe it. I then email Dyke of course all my pictures of the 3 with Dyke saying, It’s not them Kimberlyn! I said, What do you mean its not them..?! I then said, IT IS THEM and you damn well know it DYKE and then hung up the phone-! Out of 100’s of people I have shown the pictures to, Dyke is the only one that has said its not them- Only one. It pissed me off so much what Dyke was doing that I needed to know why..? Why was he doing this to me..? What was he covering up..? Well, I found out.. The Alcatraz US Marshal that had the Alcatraz case before Dyke, his name is Arthur “Roderick”. He is now retired. I knew I had seen that last name some where but where..? Then it hits me, John Anglin has a Girlfriend TODAY by the Name Oleta “Roderick”… TWINS!! Arthur and Oleta are TWINS. This is one of the main reasons why the old cold case is a cover up- I emailed Dyke and told him of my findings. However, no reply.

My Dad married after my Mother to a Woman by the name Helen Morris(Sturgell). She was horrible to my Sister and I over at his house. Just horrible- She’s the one that kept sending us to our bedrooms for doing nothing. This was when I snuck out of my room and met the Anglins. I told you that my Dad was a sick man. Before I met the Anglins my Dad had taken me to go get some icecream at the little store. I loved cars when I was a kid. I didn’t play with Barbies or dolls. Tonka trucks and Lincoln logs were more like it. When my Dad took me to get ice cream he asked me if I wanted to drive. Really drive! He had a California Special Mustang back then. Really cool car. He let me sit on his lap and steer the car. I was so excited I had never driven anything before. The excitement came to an abrupt stop! My Dad tried to molest me! I climbed in to the back seat and faced the back seat crying all the way back home. I was just devasted. When we got back Helen, my Dads Wife was mad as hell. She and my Dad were arguing and my Dad calls her “Ruth”..? I asked, Why did you call Helen “Ruth”..? he told me, Helen isn’t who you think she is Kimberly– Nothing more was said. This baffled me for years as to why he called her that?! Makes perfect sense now. Helen’s real name is “Ruth Taylor”. Ruth Taylor from an article I found was Clarence Anglins Girlfriend in 1958. She was with Clarence on the night the FBI busted the 3 Anglin brothers for the 1958 Alabama bank robbery in Hamilton, Ohio. Ruth Taylor also had a Sister that was John Anglins married Girlfriend. Her name was Helen Taylor McIntosh. I think this is why my Stepmother Helen, chose the name Helen to use for her fake name. When I read this article the pieces of the puzzle were starting to fit more and more. I knew I had to find a picture of this Ruth Taylor. I search hi and low for a picture of this Ruth. But could not find one any where. I got on youtube.com and 1 of the Anglin Sisters had a video of the Anglin Brothers. She was given 2 painting of her Brothers that they had in Alcatraz prison. One of Helen Taylor John’s Girlfriend. And one of Clarence Anglin’s Girlfriend Ruth Taylor. As soon as I saw the woman in the painting with her collar pulled up over her face I knew she was my Stepmother Helen Sturgell. When my Dad took my Sister and I back home to Renton, WA. which is about 3 hours drive from Port Angeles. When we got home we went home to an even worse nightmare- My Stepdad had been drinking since early morning. My Mom said that by 11am he had already downed over a half gallon of vodka martinis. He was lit up like a Christmas tree! Not a happy drunk either- I decided to go to bed early that night. My bedroom was downstairs. It was so scarey down there. For one I’m the only one downstairs and my room was tiny and dark. At around midnight I was woken up by someone running across the upstairs and slamming the back door shut. Following that was a really loud BANG! I thought it was firecrackers. I went upstairs to see what all of the commotion was about. When I opened the door, directly across from me was a full length mirror, The mirrors reflection shows my Moms bedroom. Usually the door is closed. But not this night. In the mirrors reflection I saw my Stepdad slumped over on to his side in a sitting position. I also saw what looked to be red paint. It wasn’t red paint. It was blood. My Stepdad shot himself in the head. He was dead. This put me in to shock. The next thing I knew I had 2 Renton Policemen shining their flashlights in my face asking me if I heard anything..? I told them I heard a shot and then somebody running. I said it backwards making it sound like my Mom killed my Stepdad. My Mom was just livid! I told her I’m sorry I was half asleep! She didn’t want to hear it- I The police interrogated her for days!! I felt horrible.-

That following Monday a long, black car rolled up our driveway. I asked my Mom who it was? She said that is your Uncle Golden Sturgill. I thought it odd that he was there. He never made a trip to see us before. I mean he lives in Santa Cruz, CA. & drove all the way up to WA. state. I had never met him before. I just found it odd. I remember it was a really strange conversation. My Mom was playing music from the play she and my Stepdad went and saw in Seattle, “The Mikado”. It’s an old Japanese play. Kinda corny if you ask me. There’s a reason I am telling you this.

After finding the Anglins in 2014 I knew they were involved with the theft of my Aunts multi million dollar estate some how. I started going through all the important documents of my Aunts case and found my Dads Power of Attorney document. Immediately I see that the signature was not my Dads. My Dad had very distinctive hand writing. Nobody could copy it. So I knew that it was indeed a forgery. I had been studying up on the handwriting of the 3 Alcatraz escapees. I ordered a bunch of their handwriting from the Freedom of Information act. Found out that it was Frank Lee Morris that forged my Dads Power of Attorney document!! I had a forensic handwriting exam done on the document. Results came back it is indeed a forgery.

I am attaching my video here that I made on youtube.com of my finding these 3 Alcatraz escapees. Click here..>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eWt_GC1zFDY

As it turns out with the Alcatraz escape, it was my Dad and my Uncle Golden that were the Masterminds behind the escape. Mainly my Uncle Golden since he was a master of reading the tides and an expert at things like this. My Aunt Lavonne who is the Wife of my Dads younger Brother Frank Sturgill whom was a very good man. He was a ballroom dancer teacher. He also opened Sturgill’s Boxing in Centraila, WA. It was a place for troubled teen boys to go. A Non profit organization. Lavonne told me that my Uncle and my Dad and Helen(Ruth) took my Aunts yacht out on the night of the escape. She found that odd due to it was at night time and they just never took the boat out at night. A dutch scientist did a remake of the tides on the night of the escape. In the simulation it showed that it was possible for a raft to of traveled to Standard oil company in Richmond, CA. As a matter of fact it showed that a raft traveled exactly to this location at Standard Oil Company. Took them right there I mean exactly to Standard Oil Company. The timing on this had to be 100% on it or it would of failed. The tide would of drug the 3 out to sea if the got the timing wrong. So they caught the tide exact on the night of the Alcatraz escape.

Moving forward here… After finding all this I thought to myself, I wonder if there are any other cold cases from the 1960’s in San Francisco..? First case that came to mind was the cold case of the Zodiac killer. I’m sure you know who he was.

I have part of a clip from a Zodiac killer document I need you to watch.. Please click here ..>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HI0jnsbZwys&t=4551s

Please go to Timestamp: 45:24 and watch.

I believe what the Zodiac killer says here relates to the Alcatraz case.

I have 1 more that relates to the suicide of my Stepfather CLICK HERE..>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KdBfIzeyPVk&t=217s

Please go to timestamp: 18:23

My Uncle wore size 10.5 military boots that’s all he would wear. He was over weight as well. He was a Merchant Marine Captain.

I have another article for you to read here.. >>> http://www.sfgate.com/bayarea/article/

I don’t know about you but the Pieces are fitting this puzzle that the Zodiac killer was my Uncle Golden. The Zodiac killer stopped his killings around 1974. Golden died in 1975.

The Zodiac killer wanted recognition for things. Golden being a Merchant Marine got zero recognition for this. He got no recognition for his Invention either. He got no recognition for the Alcatraz escape. He got recognition for nothing. His Stepmother Pearl whom he was close to, died on December 20th,1968. Same date as one of the Zodiac murders. Coincidence..? The Zodiac towards the end of his killing spree told the cops that he was no longer going to tell them of any of his killing from that point on. He said that he would make them look like accidents or suicides. I think he may of killed my Stepdad. I mean, Golden shows up over at my Moms place a day and a half after my Stepdads supposide suicide… Why?! He never came to visit before. Why all of the sudden..? I mean, he drove all the way to Renton, Washington from Santa Cruz, California. I think I may of figured out his reason for this. That weekend I had been over at my Dads place right? I snuck out of my bedroom and by chance met the 2 Anglins. Since Golden was the mastermind behind the Alcatraz escape, he was worried that I met them at my Dads. He wanted to see just how much I knew about the Alcatraz case. Depending on my answers, my life depended on. I was clueless. Now years later I got to thinking about it and it fits. I believe Golden killed my Stepdad making it look like an accident. Golden came to my Mothers house I believe to kill us. It was by the grace of God that we survived.

One more thing here is….

From where my Aunt Estelle lived in San Francisco, CA. at 548 Arguello Blvd., and where Paul Stine the taxi cab driver was shot, it was an 8 minute walk. 6 minutes if you took a short cut. Coincidence..? Hardly.

**Note: This was the only way for me to tell this to you. Like I said I am not a writer. This is a True Story. Thank you

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    1. Profile photo of raydavenport
      June 14, 2017, 8:43 am
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      Do you need someone to draft this story into screenplay format? I’m a screenwriter and self-published author and actor. My name is Raymond Davenport and if you type my name in the search box it will take you to my page of 57 stories on this website. I am an award winning screenwriter, check me out and let’s talk about it.

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      June 5, 2017, 4:40 pm

      THIS WEBSITE IS ALL MESSEDUP! MY STORY KEEPS REPEATING AND REPEATING OVER AND OVER AGAIN. SORRY ABOUT THIS. NOT MY FAULT. THANKS K.S.

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      June 2, 2017, 9:21 am
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      This sounds very interesting, It would benefit from having a shorter summary though, But overall very good.

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        June 13, 2017, 6:25 pm

        I wish I could make it a shorter summary. However, I’m not a writer by all means- I just know my story from all the research I’ve done. Some of my research has left me crying for days… I’m still uncovering things about all this… I just don’t have the funds to get it the way it should be to pitch it to producers. I’ve actually had to offers to make it in to a movie. I just didn’t feel right about the company that offered. So I did not sign a contract with them.

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    4. scripted says
      June 1, 2017, 1:33 pm

      Like i have said before, it appears as a good story, a true sroey at that, but may be you would need a good script writer that you may care to know or may i do that for you based on certain conditions.
      Thank you

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      June 1, 2017, 6:19 am
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      GREAT STUFF THOUGH!!

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    6. scripted says
      April 2, 2017, 12:00 pm
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      This is brilliant and can be interesting but you would need to make this sentences to more of a present tense.

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      • Profile photo of Greenwichtimefinder
        April 10, 2017, 4:49 pm

        I’m so not a writer. I just have the true story & I am the researcher that uncovered it all. But the story needs to be told. I’m not quite sure what you mean by “sentences to more of a present tense”..? There’s so much to this story it’s crazy! Any help would be much appreciated. Thank you K.S.

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