I was all alone in a motel room in Denver, 20 years old. I had just driven from Aspen to Denver in a storm and missed my flight back to Minnesota, so I checked into a crap motel near the (old) airport and turned on the TV. What a horrible, horrible night. It's burned in my memory.
Of all the crazy murders I've seen in this life, including political assassinations in the '60s, I still can't make sense of this one.
