A good realtor would have told you that and put you into another house if it bothered you.
Sent from my iPhone > On Jun 3, 2016, at 5:46 PM, Joel Cairo via Mercedes <mercedes@okiebenz.com> > wrote: > > OK I should be working but... > > We moved to Houston in 1999 from the Boston area. I rented a big box truck > to haul a bunch of my workshop stuff and some other things because it was > heavy and the movers would have charged a lot. So I'm driving this thing > down through KY, was going to stop and see my parents who lived in Western KY > at the time. I was going through Lexington, listening to the public radio > station, they had this long story on about this guy who had raped and tried > to kill a coupla kids, left them for dead on the railroad tracks. I think > they were students at UK, one might have died, I don't exactly remember. So > then they talked about all these other rapes and murders that had happened > around the country, LE thinks it is the same guy as they were all close to > railroad tracks. One happened recently in Houston, in West University Place > (it is a separate small city within Houston) where we had just bought the > house. They called the guy the "Railroad Killer." Hmmm I'm thinking... > > So I get there a coupla days later, wife and daughter had flown down, the > realtor we used picked them up at the airport and we all got to the house > within a few minutes of each other (good planning!). So we check out the > house, chat a bit. The house had been newly built in the neighborhood, > builder having torn down a little 2-3 BR house that was falling apart, and > that was kinda the procedure in the neighborhood. So there was always a lot > of construction, and in Houston it is all hispanics, mostly Mexicans, mostly > illegals. There were railroad tracks across the street behind a row of > houses on the street to the side (we were on a corner), it was not too busy > at that time, maybe 2-3 trains a day, but one ran through late at night. > > So I bring up this thing I had heard on the radio, and ask the realtor if she > knew anything about that. Now this realtor was all friendly and such, and > trying to be helpful, get us settled in, anything we needed. So then she > says oh yeah everyone knows about it. So we talk about it a minute and I > ask, so where did the woman get killed? She gets all stuttering and > stammering and finally points to the house directly across the street. My > wife and I just about dropped one right there. WTF? So then she gets all > kind of evasive when we ask why she never mentioned it, etc. and finally > decides she needs to leave. Well, that was a surprise, huh? The railroad > killer apparently jumped a train right across the street, comes and kills the > neighbor in her bed, while OK I should be working but... > > We moved to Houston in 1999 from the Boston area. I rented a big box truck > to haul a bunch of my workshop stuff and some other things because it was > heavy and the movers would have charged a lot. So I'm driving this thing > down through KY, was going to stop and see my parents who lived in Western KY > at the time. I was going through Lexington, listening to the public radio > station, they had this long story on about this guy who had raped and tried > to kill a coupla kids, left them for dead on the railroad tracks. I think > they were students at UK, one might have died, I don't exactly remember. So > then they talked about all these other rapes and murders that had happened > around the country, LE thinks it is the same guy as they were all close to > railroad tracks. One happened recently in Houston, in West University Place > (it is a separate small city within Houston) where we had just bought the > house. They called the guy the "Railroad Killer." Hmmm I'm thinking... > > So I get there a coupla days later, wife and daughter had flown down, the > realtor we used picked them up at the airport and we all got to the house > within a few minutes of each other (good planning!). So we check out the > house, chat a bit. The house had been newly built in the neighborhood, > builder having torn down a little 2-3 BR house that was falling apart, and > that was kinda the procedure in the neighborhood. So there was always a lot > of construction, and in Houston it is all hispanics, mostly Mexicans, mostly > illegals. There were railroad tracks across the street behind a row of > houses on the street to the side (we were on a corner), it was not too busy > at that time, maybe 2-3 trains a day, but one ran through late at night. > > So I bring up this thing I had heard on the radio, and ask the realtor if she > knew anything about that. Now this realtor was all friendly and such, and > trying to be helpful, get us settled in, anything we needed. So then she > says oh yeah everyone knows about it. So we talk about it a minute and I > ask, so where did the woman get killed? She gets all stuttering and > stammering and finally points to the house directly across the street. My > wife and I just about dropped one right there. WTF? So then she gets all > kind of evasive when we ask why she never mentioned it, etc. and finally > decides she needs to leave. Well, that was a surprise, huh? The railroad > killer apparently jumped a train right across the street, comes and kills the > neighbor in her bed, while doing other quite vile things to her before and > after her death. It was horrible, like really horrible. I'm not sure it > would have made a difference in us buying the house or not if we had known, > but it would have been ni ce. Turns out the sellers/realtors only have to disclose that kind of stuff if it happened in the particular house for sale. So there was no compulsion to tell about it, but still... > > I found out details later, apparently the garage door did not close all the > way, it was up maybe a foot or so, and he got in that way, then through the > door into the house. Found the woman asleep and did the deeds. She was a > doctor, her husband was a supervisor or something on oil rigs, so he was gone > half the time. At that time I think he was on land, but had gone off to see > his kids from another marriage or something, the cops wondered if they had > issues but it turned out not, he was off somewhere a ways away with the kids > at the time. There were some suspicions she might have had something going > on on the side, maybe a boyfriend did it, but that never sorted out either. > They didn't find the woman for 2-3 days when she didn't show up to work, > someone went over or called the husband or something to get in. > > Our house was under construction at the time, and they had some indications > the guy was hispanic (DNA or something, or the UK kid(s) who lived reported > it. So naturally the workers at the house, who could see comings and goings, > that the woman was alone, etc. were prime suspects, figured it might be a > drifter who worked for awhile here and there then did the deeds and moved on. > Reasonable hypothesis. Apparently that never panned out, but a lot of those > guys come and go so they could never track them all down for sure. > > I was working out of the house, my office was upstairs in front so I could > see goings on out the window, in front and over toward the houses by the > tracks on the side street. Every now and then a whole load of cops would > show up and be going crazy, someone calling with a "sighting" or something. > At some point a few weeks after we moved in a couple move into the murder > house, he was a retired doc, and come to find out she was an FBI agent. They > were living there with the possibility the guy could return at some point and > if so they could deal with him. Apparently that is a trait of serial killers > so the FBI were trying to cover that possibility. They were very nice but > she was a total no-bullshit person, wound kinda tight, I was kinda glad they > were living there. > > Some months go by, I forget how long, and I hear on the radio they had caught > the guy. Turns out his "wife" in Mexico (and she was apparently not the only > one) had received a gift of some really nice jewelry from him and given their > economically-deprived circumstances she was extremely suspicious of where it > had come from. She went to the cops in Mexico, I think they were pretty > close to the border somewhere down by Brownsville, and they matched it up > with jewelry that had belonged to the neighbor woman, he had stolen it after > he killed her. So that was it, the Mexican cops rounded him up and sent him > across to the Texas Rangers right quick. His name, more or less, was Rafael > Resendez-Ramirez. The "wife" was a very honorable woman, and apparently she > had heard too about the murders and realized that they had been occurring > during his absences, put it all together with the jewelry. > > That afternoon the TV trucks show up, they're all doing stories out front > with the house in the background. A couple of them knock on my door, > wondering if I had anything to say. Sure. So this cute young thing is > interviewing me, and an older guy is running the cam, and we chitchat a bit. > So she asks me what I think should be done with the guy. I say, "See that > big oak tree over there?" The cam guy swings the camera over to get the > shot. The girls says yes, what about it? I say, I got a rope that will go > right over that stout limb there, we could deal with the problem right > quick." The girl just about chokes, the camera guy starts laughing like > hell, and she breaks off the interview. I never watched to see if they put > it on TV or not. > > Anyway, they tried the guy in Htown, he pled guilty, sang like a bird, he was > batshit crazy, but he was executed within a few months, never extradited to > any other places where there would have been a lot of whiny handwringing over > him. Texas dealt with it, no one had any anxiety over it. I think there > were a LOT of murders (and attempted) all over the country, over a dozen if I > recall, and some they figured he did but he either didn't remember or didn't > say or something. He rode the trains, would jump off, do one, and jump on > another train to some other place, large cities and small towns and even > sorta out in the country. > > The doc and FBI agent moved out soon, the house went up for sale, and a > couple with 2 kids bought it. They were quite Catholic, and had a priest or > two come in and do their thing, so they felt OK that all the demons and > whatever had been ejected, the house blessed, etc. before they moved in. > They had no issues about it after that. I ended up remodeling their kitchen > for them (quite a nice job if I may say) and always felt a bit creepy working > in there as the bedroom was right next to the kitchen, but sorta let it pass, > hoping the padres had dealt with it. > > My wife was really pissed at the realtor, I would occasionally see her around > and she always kinda avoided communications. That experience kinda put me off > realtors. > > --R > > >> On 6/3/16 5:45 PM, Kaleb C. Striplin via Mercedes wrote: >> Well don't keep us in suspense. >> >> Sent from my iPhone >> >>> On Jun 3, 2016, at 4:34 PM, Joel Cairo via Mercedes <mercedes@okiebenz.com> >>> wrote: >>> >>> I shall relate my story at some point of when our house in Houston was >>> being built. It was a very sordid and sad affair. Many of you might >>> remember the events. >>> >>> >>> --JC >>> >>> >>>>> On 6/3/16 5:26 PM, Randy Bennell via Mercedes wrote: >>>>> On 03/06/2016 4:20 PM, Joel Cairo via Mercedes wrote: >>>>> All you have to do is come running down the street toward the job site >>>>> shouting "La Migra! La Migra!" and it will clear out faster than you will >>>>> be able to see. Seriously. >>>>> >>>>> --JC >>>>> >>>>>> On 6/3/16 4:21 PM, Kaleb C. Striplin via Mercedes wrote: >>>>>> While we were in OKC with my dad for a heart procedure the R320 was >>>>>> parked at his house for 3 days. In the lot next door there is a pack of >>>>>> Mexicans building 2 duplexes. The house has been in my family for almost >>>>>> 50 years and we have not had any trouble in the neighborhood. Now that >>>>>> Mexicans are working next door all the sudden the tires on the R were >>>>>> slashed. Hmmmm. Apparently my dad had raised some hell with them about >>>>>> their loud music at 7am and such. Maybe they decided to get revenge. >>>>>> Wonder how mani are actually legal. Rant over. >>>> You are showing your prejudices. >>>> No real reason to believe it was the Mexicans who damaged your tires. >>>> More likely some neighborhood kid. >>>> Neighborhoods change over time - usually not for the better. >>>> The successful people move on up to bigger, better and newer and the >>>> people who fill their spots are not always the sort we want as neighbors. >>>> The housing stock gets older and more run down and attracts the poorer >>>> folks. >>>> Many people resent you just because you have a Mercedes, even if it is an >>>> old one. >>>> >>>> RB >>>> >>>> _______________________________________ >>>> http://www.okiebenz.com >>>> >>>> To search list archives http://www.okiebenz.com/archive/ >>>> >>>> To Unsubscribe or change delivery options go to: >>>> http://mail.okiebenz.com/mailman/listinfo/mercedes_okiebenz.com >>> -- >>> --BB >>> >>> _______________________________________ >>> http://www.okiebenz.com >>> >>> To search list archives http://www.okiebenz.com/archive/ >>> >>> To Unsubscribe or change delivery options go to: >>> http://mail.okiebenz.com/mailman/listinfo/mercedes_okiebenz.com >>> >> >> _______________________________________ >> http://www.okiebenz.com >> >> To search list archives http://www.okiebenz.com/archive/ >> >> To Unsubscribe or change delivery options go to: >> http://mail.okiebenz.com/mailman/listinfo/mercedes_okiebenz.com >> > > -- > --BB > > _______________________________________ > http://www.okiebenz.com > > To search list archives http://www.okiebenz.com/archive/ > > To Unsubscribe or change delivery options go to: > http://mail.okiebenz.com/mailman/listinfo/mercedes_okiebenz.com > _______________________________________ http://www.okiebenz.com To search list archives http://www.okiebenz.com/archive/ To Unsubscribe or change delivery options go to: http://mail.okiebenz.com/mailman/listinfo/mercedes_okiebenz.com
