Yep that's our Normy, what's Pony Boy up to with RSjr?
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Yep that's our Normy, what's Pony Boy up to with RSjr?
So, I don't think it's in the LE reports, about MT going to the NY Probate Court to try to look up records on HF's trust, (came up in the civil case), but that could be incriminating on the conspiracy charge, particularly if she went there before the bloody scene transpired in NC. It also could be evidence against her if she went there afterwards. MOOI don't know how much jail time either one can get, but obviously, without an incredible explanation, FD had pre-arranged WITH them to provide an alibi for Friday morning. That alone makes them guilty of conspiracy...they will argue, of course, that they had no idea what FD was going to do. That's going to be a good story.
Then, they both will need to explain Albany avenue. MT accompanied him and KM was called as the drop off was ending. What do they know about this? Law enforcement may also be able to convince the jury that MT knew what was going on after their abrupt exit from the Ski Club barbecue. Her fingerprints were found in the trash recovered. I think MT is sunk.
We also have the EE's tale about the seats, the unusual key disappearance, and the free detailing job. MT can't wiggle out her knowledge here. She also was caught in numerous lies to LE--hindering an investigation. All of her word salad answers, and her pleas that she didn't know what was going wouldn't convince me if I were a juror...at least at this point.
Perhaps, KM's phone records will confirm some of the other details. Am anxious to know what other video LE has and what other blood evidence they may have found.
MOO...IMO
P.S. Lots I probably forgot...so anyone, feel free to add other markers of guilt.
So, I don't think it's in the LE reports, about MT going to the NY Probate Court to try to look up records on HF's trust, (came up in the civil case), but that could be incriminating on the conspiracy charge, particularly if she went there before the bloody scene transpired in NC. It also could be evidence against her if she went there afterwards. MOOI don't know how much jail time either one can get, but obviously, without an incredible explanation, FD had pre-arranged WITH them to provide an alibi for Friday morning. That alone makes them guilty of conspiracy...they will argue, of course, that they had no idea what FD was going to do. That's going to be a good story.
Then, they both will need to explain Albany avenue. MT accompanied him and KM was called as the drop off was ending. What do they know about this? Law enforcement may also be able to convince the jury that MT knew what was going on after their abrupt exit from the Ski Club barbecue. Her fingerprints were found in the trash recovered. I think MT is sunk.
We also have the EE's tale about the seats, the unusual key disappearance, and the free detailing job. MT can't wiggle out her knowledge here. She also was caught in numerous lies to LE--hindering an investigation. All of her word salad answers, and her pleas that she didn't know what was going wouldn't convince me if I were a juror...at least at this point.
Perhaps, KM's phone records will confirm some of the other details. Am anxious to know what other video LE has and what other blood evidence they may have found.
MOO...IMO
P.S. Lots I probably forgot...so anyone, feel free to add other markers of guilt.
OMGoodness....Cernovich is vile...hates women. NP and MC will probably get along very well.
So, I don't think it's in the LE reports, about MT going to the NY Probate Court to try to look up records on HF's trust, (came up in the civil case), but that could be incriminating on the conspiracy charge, particularly if she went there before the bloody scene transpired in NC. It also could be evidence against her if she went there afterwards. MOOI don't know how much jail time either one can get, but obviously, without an incredible explanation, FD had pre-arranged WITH them to provide an alibi for Friday morning. That alone makes them guilty of conspiracy...they will argue, of course, that they had no idea what FD was going to do. That's going to be a good story.
Then, they both will need to explain Albany avenue. MT accompanied him and KM was called as the drop off was ending. What do they know about this? Law enforcement may also be able to convince the jury that MT knew what was going on after their abrupt exit from the Ski Club barbecue. Her fingerprints were found in the trash recovered. I think MT is sunk.
We also have the EE's tale about the seats, the unusual key disappearance, and the free detailing job. MT can't wiggle out her knowledge here. She also was caught in numerous lies to LE--hindering an investigation. All of her word salad answers, and her pleas that she didn't know what was going wouldn't convince me if I were a juror...at least at this point.
Perhaps, KM's phone records will confirm some of the other details. Am anxious to know what other video LE has and what other blood evidence they may have found.
MOO...IMO
P.S. Lots I probably forgot...so anyone, feel free to add other markers of guilt.
OMGoodness....Cernovich is vile...hates women. NP and MC will probably get along very well.
The Day of the Disappearance
Jennifer dropped her kids at the New Canaan Country School at eight a.m. on May 24, 2019. She was seen by parents. Her car, a 2017 Suburban, was seen on camera again at 8:05 a.m., heading toward her house on Welles Lane. The car did not reappear on camera until 10:25 a.m., now presumably with a different driver, in a different state of mind.Jennifer’s state of mind was probably one familiar to all parents of tightly scheduled kids: school, breakfast, call, drive, doctor, drive, home, orthodontist, rink, homework, get them to sleep, go to sleep.The other driver’s state of mind, the mind of the person behind the wheel of the Suburban at 10:25, a mind that police allege belonged to Fotis, is unknowable.
Maybe he believed he was halfway home, nearly safe. Maybe he believed he would now have what he wanted: children, money, freedom from lawyers, judges, and humiliating obligations. Maybe he was confused, or felt a twinge of regret. What would it feel like to kill a person you loved, to snuff out the mother of your children, the woman you knew in childbirth and college, to bind her with zip ties and carry her body away like a bag of trash? Maybe he’d disassociated himself from his actions—if he did not believe he had done it, then he had not done it. Maybe he was happy. Maybe he felt nothing at all.If you fell off the calendar, dropped from your quotidian rounds of texts and appointments, how long would it take before someone noticed? After all, a mother of five, the smart, active head of a young family, does not simply vanish.Jennifer had gone over the day’s schedule with the nanny. She’d drop the kids at school, go home, have a quick breakfast, then drive to New York for a doctor’s appointment, after which she’d meet her kids at the orthodontist in the afternoon. She said she’d leave the Suburban and take the Range Rover, which is easier to park.But something seemed wrong when Almeida showed up at the house at 11:30. Entering through the garage, she saw that the Range Rover was in its usual place, the center spot of the three-car bay, and the Suburban was gone. That’s strange. She walked into the kitchen slowly, as if entering someone else’s bad dream. Jennifer’s bag was open on the floor. Why would Jennifer go to the city without her bag? There was an unopened granola bar on the kitchen table and a full mug of tea, now cold.She carried the mug to the sink and washed it out. When she looked for the paper towels, she realized they were gone. She went to the pantry to get a new roll. Almeida had purchased a 12-pack just the day before, one of those family-size monsters that fill your entire cart at Stop & Shop. Only two rolls remained. Ten had been used in less than 24 hours. What kind of spill requires 10 rolls of paper towels to clean up?She texted Jennifer. It went unread, which did not seem like Jennifer at all. She normally returned messages faster than Ping-Pong balls.Almeida picked the kids up after school. One went to a friend’s house. She brought the others home and made them lunch. She continued to text Jennifer, always with the same result. Almeida finally called at four p.m. Instead of ringing through, as it normally would when Jennifer did not pick up, it went straight to voice mail. Technology has a particularly chilling way of indicating a change in status. “My stomach sank, and I had a feeling that something was wrong,” Almeida told police. “In the almost seven years that I have worked for Jennifer, I NEVER EVER had a hard time reaching her and NEVER had an issue with her phone being off.”
Jennifer had not showed up at her children’s orthodontist appointment in New York by 4:40 p.m. That’s when Almeida knew something had happened. She later said her mind went straight to Fotis. “My first thought,” she told police later, “was that Fotis did something.” She started making calls. Neither Jennifer’s mother, Gloria, nor any of Jennifer’s friends had heard anything.Almeida called the New Canaan police. Jennifer Dulos had not been seen in over eight hours. It was a missing-persons report with an ominous undercurrent. It said that “a mother of 5 was missing and that she was going through a divorce with a man that has threatened her in the past and owns a gun,” according to the warrant.The police told Almeida it was O.K. to talk to Fotis. She had dealt with the kids first, driving them to their grandmother’s apartment in the city, where they’ve remained ever since. It was almost nine p.m. before she made the call. She told Fotis that Jennifer was missing. He did not seem particularly surprised or concerned. He merely reminded Almeida that he had visitation rights the following day, Saturday. He said the kids “really needed him right now,” and told her to make sure they were in Connecticut and ready to be picked up at 11 a.m.
Meanwhile, the New Canaan police searched 69 Welles Lane, their attention fixed on the garage. They noticed several things the nanny had missed. They discovered attempts to clean the garage, which probably explained the missing paper towels and several other items, including camping pillows, that Almeida had noticed were missing, too. They found bloodstains on a wall of the garage, and blood spatter on the Range Rover, which was still parked in its spot. The cops took away nearly 60 blood swabs, samples found in the garage and in the kitchen sink, to be analyzed. Forensics later said no person could lose the amount of blood suggested by the evidence in the garage and survive without medical treatment.On Saturday, Fotis realized his kids would not be waiting for him in Connecticut; on Sunday, he drove to Gloria Farber’s Upper East Side apartment, where he confronted the doorman. He knew the children were upstairs. He demanded to see them. He had a well-known history of belligerence. A few years before, he had punched one of the building’s parking-lot attendants, according to the New York Post. People knew to be wary of Gloria Farber’s son-in-law. Fotis argued when the doorman would not let him up. The cops were called—N.Y.P.D., a different kettle of fish. They heard Fotis out, then called the New Canaan police, who told them that Fotis was not to see his children unsupervised. Fotis went away angry. Carrie Luft, a friend of Jennifer’s who has taken it upon herself to protect the children and family—everyone should have a friend like that—filed a domestic-violence report to try to keep Fotis away.New Canaan police and Connecticut detectives were well into their search by then. They’d found Jennifer’s Suburban abandoned on Lapham Road beside Waveny Park, a 300-acre preserve with just the sort of wooded trails and nooks where a body can be hidden. The S.U.V. had been left in reverse, the running lights on. At first glance, you might think Jennifer had been attacked beside Waveny, tried to get away—hence reverse—been overcome, and dragged out of the car into the park...The police dismissed the idea that Jennifer had run away. Her credit cards and A.T.M. card have all gone unused since the morning of her disappearance. She has withdrawn no money from the bank. If she bugged out, it was without money or credit and without leaving any footprint. Such vanishing is all but impossible in the modern age.
To friends and family, the suggestion that this is a case of anything other than foul play is not only a mistake; it’s a slander. Jennifer would never walk out on her children, they say.The mystery touched a chord in Fairfield County, that affluent land of green vistas and money-drenched dreams. This was every wife’s and mother’s worst nightmare lived vicariously through the pages of the local papers. People began to dig into the life and background of Fotis Dulos. They noted stories of his temper, his accumulating debt, and strange events from his past, such as the death of his mother, who was hit by a car and killed in his driveway. Fotis stood for the great unknown, the danger every woman exposes herself to when she enters into a relationship with a man she only thinks she knows.The details of Fotis’s life would have set anyone at ease: Ivy League education, solid business, and good looks of the sensitive, almost poetic variety—dark-eyed, slender, and small. No one who looks like that should be capable of something so ugly. Fotis represents the chaos and violence that can beset even the most affluent American life.
Jennifer’s friends and supporters gathered for a vigil at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church in New Canaan shortly after her disappearance. Hundreds of people turned out. They prayed for Jennifer and her children—my God, think of the children. What becomes of a person whose mother is allegedly killed by his or her father?The cops continued to collect evidence. You cannot read the arrest warrants, which are filled with graphs, reports, and tables of forensic information, without feeling tremendous respect for the police. They did their job so well. Soon after the disappearance, they had gathered footage that captured someone they think was Fotis throughout that terrible day.Some of the most damning footage comes from Hartford. It shows a couple that looks very much like Fotis Dulos and Michelle Troconis driving a pickup truck slowly along Albany Avenue—she later described it as a “creepy area” with fire trucks and police vehicles—on the outskirts of Hartford, around seven p.m. the night of Jennifer’s disappearance. A man who looks like Dulos is behind the wheel. A woman who looks like Troconis is in the passenger seat, talking on the phone or looking out the window. The man makes stops beside trash cans, where he throws away one of the black garbage bags that fill the bed of his truck. In one shot, he is seen stuffing what looks like a FedEx envelope into a storm drain.The police had soon recovered the garbage bags—they were filled with bloody clothes and towels—news of which broke in the papers the following weekend.
Fotis and Michelle were at a barbecue at the water-ski pond in Avon. The owner of the property, surprised to see them socializing while the search for Jennifer was all over the news, told Fotis his presence was inappropriate. The couple stayed anyway. At one point, Fotis was confronted by a friend, who pointedly asked, “Where’s Jennifer?” She made a comment about the garbage bags on Albany Avenue, then watched Fotis as he read a story on his phone. She saw him lock eyes with Troconis. He held her gaze for what must have felt like hours. In such a gaze, you can see everything.The recovery of those bags must have come as a terrible, unexpected turn in the plot for Fotis. Any thought he had of continuing in his old way minus one element—Jennifer—vanished like smoke.
Murder in Fairfield County – Air Mail
In one shot, he is seen stuffing what looks like a FedEx envelope into a storm drain.The police had soon recovered the garbage bags—they were filled with bloody clothes and towels—news of which broke in the papers the following weekend.
The Day of the Disappearance
Jennifer dropped her kids at the New Canaan Country School at eight a.m. on May 24, 2019. She was seen by parents. Her car, a 2017 Suburban, was seen on camera again at 8:05 a.m., heading toward her house on Welles Lane. The car did not reappear on camera until 10:25 a.m., now presumably with a different driver, in a different state of mind.Jennifer’s state of mind was probably one familiar to all parents of tightly scheduled kids: school, breakfast, call, drive, doctor, drive, home, orthodontist, rink, homework, get them to sleep, go to sleep.The other driver’s state of mind, the mind of the person behind the wheel of the Suburban at 10:25, a mind that police allege belonged to Fotis, is unknowable.
Maybe he believed he was halfway home, nearly safe. Maybe he believed he would now have what he wanted: children, money, freedom from lawyers, judges, and humiliating obligations. Maybe he was confused, or felt a twinge of regret. What would it feel like to kill a person you loved, to snuff out the mother of your children, the woman you knew in childbirth and college, to bind her with zip ties and carry her body away like a bag of trash? Maybe he’d disassociated himself from his actions—if he did not believe he had done it, then he had not done it. Maybe he was happy. Maybe he felt nothing at all.If you fell off the calendar, dropped from your quotidian rounds of texts and appointments, how long would it take before someone noticed? After all, a mother of five, the smart, active head of a young family, does not simply vanish.Jennifer had gone over the day’s schedule with the nanny. She’d drop the kids at school, go home, have a quick breakfast, then drive to New York for a doctor’s appointment, after which she’d meet her kids at the orthodontist in the afternoon. She said she’d leave the Suburban and take the Range Rover, which is easier to park.But something seemed wrong when Almeida showed up at the house at 11:30. Entering through the garage, she saw that the Range Rover was in its usual place, the center spot of the three-car bay, and the Suburban was gone. That’s strange. She walked into the kitchen slowly, as if entering someone else’s bad dream. Jennifer’s bag was open on the floor. Why would Jennifer go to the city without her bag? There was an unopened granola bar on the kitchen table and a full mug of tea, now cold.She carried the mug to the sink and washed it out. When she looked for the paper towels, she realized they were gone. She went to the pantry to get a new roll. Almeida had purchased a 12-pack just the day before, one of those family-size monsters that fill your entire cart at Stop & Shop. Only two rolls remained. Ten had been used in less than 24 hours. What kind of spill requires 10 rolls of paper towels to clean up?She texted Jennifer. It went unread, which did not seem like Jennifer at all. She normally returned messages faster than Ping-Pong balls.Almeida picked the kids up after school. One went to a friend’s house. She brought the others home and made them lunch. She continued to text Jennifer, always with the same result. Almeida finally called at four p.m. Instead of ringing through, as it normally would when Jennifer did not pick up, it went straight to voice mail. Technology has a particularly chilling way of indicating a change in status. “My stomach sank, and I had a feeling that something was wrong,” Almeida told police. “In the almost seven years that I have worked for Jennifer, I NEVER EVER had a hard time reaching her and NEVER had an issue with her phone being off.”
Jennifer had not showed up at her children’s orthodontist appointment in New York by 4:40 p.m. That’s when Almeida knew something had happened. She later said her mind went straight to Fotis. “My first thought,” she told police later, “was that Fotis did something.” She started making calls. Neither Jennifer’s mother, Gloria, nor any of Jennifer’s friends had heard anything.Almeida called the New Canaan police. Jennifer Dulos had not been seen in over eight hours. It was a missing-persons report with an ominous undercurrent. It said that “a mother of 5 was missing and that she was going through a divorce with a man that has threatened her in the past and owns a gun,” according to the warrant.The police told Almeida it was O.K. to talk to Fotis. She had dealt with the kids first, driving them to their grandmother’s apartment in the city, where they’ve remained ever since. It was almost nine p.m. before she made the call. She told Fotis that Jennifer was missing. He did not seem particularly surprised or concerned. He merely reminded Almeida that he had visitation rights the following day, Saturday. He said the kids “really needed him right now,” and told her to make sure they were in Connecticut and ready to be picked up at 11 a.m.
Meanwhile, the New Canaan police searched 69 Welles Lane, their attention fixed on the garage. They noticed several things the nanny had missed. They discovered attempts to clean the garage, which probably explained the missing paper towels and several other items, including camping pillows, that Almeida had noticed were missing, too. They found bloodstains on a wall of the garage, and blood spatter on the Range Rover, which was still parked in its spot. The cops took away nearly 60 blood swabs, samples found in the garage and in the kitchen sink, to be analyzed. Forensics later said no person could lose the amount of blood suggested by the evidence in the garage and survive without medical treatment.On Saturday, Fotis realized his kids would not be waiting for him in Connecticut; on Sunday, he drove to Gloria Farber’s Upper East Side apartment, where he confronted the doorman. He knew the children were upstairs. He demanded to see them. He had a well-known history of belligerence. A few years before, he had punched one of the building’s parking-lot attendants, according to the New York Post. People knew to be wary of Gloria Farber’s son-in-law. Fotis argued when the doorman would not let him up. The cops were called—N.Y.P.D., a different kettle of fish. They heard Fotis out, then called the New Canaan police, who told them that Fotis was not to see his children unsupervised. Fotis went away angry. Carrie Luft, a friend of Jennifer’s who has taken it upon herself to protect the children and family—everyone should have a friend like that—filed a domestic-violence report to try to keep Fotis away.New Canaan police and Connecticut detectives were well into their search by then. They’d found Jennifer’s Suburban abandoned on Lapham Road beside Waveny Park, a 300-acre preserve with just the sort of wooded trails and nooks where a body can be hidden. The S.U.V. had been left in reverse, the running lights on. At first glance, you might think Jennifer had been attacked beside Waveny, tried to get away—hence reverse—been overcome, and dragged out of the car into the park...The police dismissed the idea that Jennifer had run away. Her credit cards and A.T.M. card have all gone unused since the morning of her disappearance. She has withdrawn no money from the bank. If she bugged out, it was without money or credit and without leaving any footprint. Such vanishing is all but impossible in the modern age.
To friends and family, the suggestion that this is a case of anything other than foul play is not only a mistake; it’s a slander. Jennifer would never walk out on her children, they say.The mystery touched a chord in Fairfield County, that affluent land of green vistas and money-drenched dreams. This was every wife’s and mother’s worst nightmare lived vicariously through the pages of the local papers. People began to dig into the life and background of Fotis Dulos. They noted stories of his temper, his accumulating debt, and strange events from his past, such as the death of his mother, who was hit by a car and killed in his driveway. Fotis stood for the great unknown, the danger every woman exposes herself to when she enters into a relationship with a man she only thinks she knows.The details of Fotis’s life would have set anyone at ease: Ivy League education, solid business, and good looks of the sensitive, almost poetic variety—dark-eyed, slender, and small. No one who looks like that should be capable of something so ugly. Fotis represents the chaos and violence that can beset even the most affluent American life.
Jennifer’s friends and supporters gathered for a vigil at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church in New Canaan shortly after her disappearance. Hundreds of people turned out. They prayed for Jennifer and her children—my God, think of the children. What becomes of a person whose mother is allegedly killed by his or her father?The cops continued to collect evidence. You cannot read the arrest warrants, which are filled with graphs, reports, and tables of forensic information, without feeling tremendous respect for the police. They did their job so well. Soon after the disappearance, they had gathered footage that captured someone they think was Fotis throughout that terrible day.Some of the most damning footage comes from Hartford. It shows a couple that looks very much like Fotis Dulos and Michelle Troconis driving a pickup truck slowly along Albany Avenue—she later described it as a “creepy area” with fire trucks and police vehicles—on the outskirts of Hartford, around seven p.m. the night of Jennifer’s disappearance. A man who looks like Dulos is behind the wheel. A woman who looks like Troconis is in the passenger seat, talking on the phone or looking out the window. The man makes stops beside trash cans, where he throws away one of the black garbage bags that fill the bed of his truck. In one shot, he is seen stuffing what looks like a FedEx envelope into a storm drain.The police had soon recovered the garbage bags—they were filled with bloody clothes and towels—news of which broke in the papers the following weekend.
Fotis and Michelle were at a barbecue at the water-ski pond in Avon. The owner of the property, surprised to see them socializing while the search for Jennifer was all over the news, told Fotis his presence was inappropriate. The couple stayed anyway. At one point, Fotis was confronted by a friend, who pointedly asked, “Where’s Jennifer?” She made a comment about the garbage bags on Albany Avenue, then watched Fotis as he read a story on his phone. She saw him lock eyes with Troconis. He held her gaze for what must have felt like hours. In such a gaze, you can see everything.The recovery of those bags must have come as a terrible, unexpected turn in the plot for Fotis. Any thought he had of continuing in his old way minus one element—Jennifer—vanished like smoke.
Murder in Fairfield County – Air Mail
FST-CV19-6044836-S - SAVINGS BANK OF DANBURY v. FORE GROUP. INC. Et Al
127.00 02/27/2020 P MOTION FOR DEFAULT -FAILURE TO APPEAR PB 17-20 (Yanni)
http://civilinquiry.jud.ct.gov/DocumentInquiry/DocumentInquiry.aspx?DocumentNo=18800456
128.00 02/27/2020 P MOTION FOR DEFAULT-FAILURE TO PLEAD (Harry)
http://civilinquiry.jud.ct.gov/DocumentInquiry/DocumentInquiry.aspx?DocumentNo=18800474
129.00 02/27/2020 P DEMAND FOR DISCLOSURE OF DEFENSE PB 13-19 (Harry)
http://civilinquiry.jud.ct.gov/DocumentInquiry/DocumentInquiry.aspx?DocumentNo=18800474
Yep, looks to be the case. Continuing saga of Alex Jones hanger-onners I guess that look to be filling the coffers at Pattisville offices.
The author's wrong information so riles me, that it's difficult to read the article objectively. Perhaps he'd consider submitting his next draft to WS to get confirmation of some of the basic facts.
Here's a few...and one I found most upsetting:
"Fotis objected, telling the court that “Michelle and [her daughter] have been wonderful to the children. There’s absolutely no evidence they have done anything wrong or spoken badly about Jennifer or anybody else.”
Noticed this one and it rankled, as Fotis said MT had been NICE to the children. One's "nice" to strangers and casual friends, not children who might become one's step-children. MT was a bit of an emotional, self-serving vacuum...the fun side-kick...not a caring or nurturing mother figure.
By the fall of 2017, Jennifer was living with her kids in the big house at 69 Welles Lane in New Canaan, built on what had once been a middle-class street of schoolteachers.
Just above this in the article, the author makes it sound like JFd just wanted a new life, which contrasts to the harrowing escape she planned with the movers. It omits the absurd plan FD had for custody and the terror JFd felt as he chased her down the street trying to get her to sign the ridiculous document and then insisting she tape it together as he had torn it apart in a rage.
The author omits the fact that JFd was living on Chichester in NC before she moved to Welles Lane. He leaves out the trauma of this move as she literally had to sneak out of Farmington. Overall, the author is much too focused on JFd's presumed wealth, not on the cost of the terror and abuse she suffered to create the move. (I can't imagine the logistics of moving 5 children and their lives to a new address....)
Then they’d forget what it means to be Greek. Which is one reason he wanted partial custody. He did not want his kids to forget who they were and where they came from.
Please....Initially FD wanted full custody during the summer and every weekend. The craziest part to me...FD forgot his kids were Americans, born here, raised here...who should have been free to explore all the wonderful passions kids in the US of A might experience and enjoy. The joy of doing things with their classmates was beyond Fd. They came from America, not Greece. Fd was living in an altered reality, IMO.
We don’t know whether these funds, which must have hung over Fotis like golden coins in a video game, motivated his actions, but we do know that if he did indeed kill his wife, he was not all that concerned with the well-being of his children. We can also presume that Fotis wanted custody for traditional reasons. Because he loved his kids and wanted to be with them. Because he hated his wife and did not want her to be happy. Because he wanted to win.
It's hard to know where to begin with this one. The bottom line, besides winning, is Fd thought of his children, especially the two oldest, as his alter-egos. They were the promise of future of HIS family's name...his name...they were the next, great Dulos skiers. He brought a trainer from Greece when they were 6-8 years old to insure their skills. He was obsessed with this...he forced their training....I doubt Fotis really understood love during his lifetime. Now, that's a little sad.
Jennifer was worried about her husband’s temper, a concern that’s hard to dismiss. And this: Jennifer had been hurt and must have wanted to hurt Fotis in return. She, too, wanted to win.
Whoa....In all I've read, JFd's only goal in ending the relationship was the safety of her children and herself. She wasn't into winning. She wanted a safe environment for the children when with Fd. She wanted an end to his anger and fear he would ultimately run off with the kids. I counted the motions in the last year of the divorce. Fd out-numbered JFd's almost 2 to 1. He was relentless in trying to get his way. JFd knew MT as she had worked in the office in Farmington while JFd was there. JF knew MT, and she wasn't comfortable that she was nurturing or caring of the children. MT presented a fun, party-girl persona who was concerned about her own daughter and Fd...the Fd children would have been a distant third, IMO, for her being nice, but not loving or caring. JFd didn't want to win...she wanted to trust that the court could protect the kids and her. She wanted an equitable financial relationship. Too much to ask????
The entire article is so stilted on the facts as we know them....I could go on, but time limits this. Read the article with a factual eye...IMO..MOO
Yes, sorry I didn't mean to lump all defense attorneys with NP. I thought MT's previous attorney, AB, was very professional and wise. I haven't followed this case that long, but it seemed to me that he kept MT's case low and his conduct didn't hurt her as much as NP hurt FD's case. I agree that everyone deserves a good defense.Defense attorneys provide a vital service to all Americans, but IMO, this guy gives them a bad name.
Normy attracks a certain clientele.Yep, looks to be the case. Continuing saga of Alex Jones hanger-onners I guess that look to be filling the coffers at Pattisville offices.
Mike Cernovich - Wikipedia
Here's a quote from an article the HC ran about administrator Hug looking into FD's papers--and Atty Smith's comments (malpractice suits? against whom?)Interesting that Yannis and Masiello have failed to enter pleadings with the Court.
IDK answer to whether this would mean that their claims are disallowed or could be disallowed by the Court and if so, would this improve the position of GF who I believe was at the bottom of the stack of creditors at Sturbridge? If I recall, the trade creditors (all except 1 I think) didn't enter pleas as well. So, this would leave Danbury Savings Bank, 1 trade creditor and GF claim on the property if the other claims are disallowed.
I do wonder if we will get an answer to the question of Fd asking his 'friends' to place these claims on Sturbridge to keep GF from collecting? I do also wonder if Atty Markowitz documented these 'friend loans'? It seems though as if Fd left nothing to chance here to keep GF from getting a penny as the 1st mortgage from Danbury Savings Bank appears underwater at this point.
What a mess.
MOO
Here's a quote from an article the HC ran about administrator Hug looking into FD's papers--and Atty Smith's comments (malpractice suits? against whom?)
"Hug said a broken window has been fixed, the alarm is now working again and the locks have been changed so the house is secure. Hug said he also talked with the state’s attorney who had been prosecuting Dulos and received permission to look through documents and papers in the home.
Smith said that they want to ensure that Dulos’ interests in his own estate are preserved — specifically so that they can pursue possible wrongful deaths claims and possibly malpractice lawsuits."
Hartford Courant – Hartford Courant - Hartford Courant
I wonder why the state's atty or LE didn't continue to secure the house as a crime scene, preventing the Greek relatives from occupying it after FD's death--and whether
some pertinent records may have vanished before Hug got there.
I remember In DA’s Hartford Courant articles his misstating, as this article does, that Jennifer moved directly into the Welles house when in fact she lived in another house in NC first. May give insight into sources for this article.The Day of the Disappearance
Jennifer dropped her kids at the New Canaan Country School at eight a.m. on May 24, 2019. She was seen by parents. Her car, a 2017 Suburban, was seen on camera again at 8:05 a.m., heading toward her house on Welles Lane. The car did not reappear on camera until 10:25 a.m., now presumably with a different driver, in a different state of mind.Jennifer’s state of mind was probably one familiar to all parents of tightly scheduled kids: school, breakfast, call, drive, doctor, drive, home, orthodontist, rink, homework, get them to sleep, go to sleep.The other driver’s state of mind, the mind of the person behind the wheel of the Suburban at 10:25, a mind that police allege belonged to Fotis, is unknowable.
Maybe he believed he was halfway home, nearly safe. Maybe he believed he would now have what he wanted: children, money, freedom from lawyers, judges, and humiliating obligations. Maybe he was confused, or felt a twinge of regret. What would it feel like to kill a person you loved, to snuff out the mother of your children, the woman you knew in childbirth and college, to bind her with zip ties and carry her body away like a bag of trash? Maybe he’d disassociated himself from his actions—if he did not believe he had done it, then he had not done it. Maybe he was happy. Maybe he felt nothing at all.If you fell off the calendar, dropped from your quotidian rounds of texts and appointments, how long would it take before someone noticed? After all, a mother of five, the smart, active head of a young family, does not simply vanish.Jennifer had gone over the day’s schedule with the nanny. She’d drop the kids at school, go home, have a quick breakfast, then drive to New York for a doctor’s appointment, after which she’d meet her kids at the orthodontist in the afternoon. She said she’d leave the Suburban and take the Range Rover, which is easier to park.But something seemed wrong when Almeida showed up at the house at 11:30. Entering through the garage, she saw that the Range Rover was in its usual place, the center spot of the three-car bay, and the Suburban was gone. That’s strange. She walked into the kitchen slowly, as if entering someone else’s bad dream. Jennifer’s bag was open on the floor. Why would Jennifer go to the city without her bag? There was an unopened granola bar on the kitchen table and a full mug of tea, now cold.She carried the mug to the sink and washed it out. When she looked for the paper towels, she realized they were gone. She went to the pantry to get a new roll. Almeida had purchased a 12-pack just the day before, one of those family-size monsters that fill your entire cart at Stop & Shop. Only two rolls remained. Ten had been used in less than 24 hours. What kind of spill requires 10 rolls of paper towels to clean up?She texted Jennifer. It went unread, which did not seem like Jennifer at all. She normally returned messages faster than Ping-Pong balls.Almeida picked the kids up after school. One went to a friend’s house. She brought the others home and made them lunch. She continued to text Jennifer, always with the same result. Almeida finally called at four p.m. Instead of ringing through, as it normally would when Jennifer did not pick up, it went straight to voice mail. Technology has a particularly chilling way of indicating a change in status. “My stomach sank, and I had a feeling that something was wrong,” Almeida told police. “In the almost seven years that I have worked for Jennifer, I NEVER EVER had a hard time reaching her and NEVER had an issue with her phone being off.”
Jennifer had not showed up at her children’s orthodontist appointment in New York by 4:40 p.m. That’s when Almeida knew something had happened. She later said her mind went straight to Fotis. “My first thought,” she told police later, “was that Fotis did something.” She started making calls. Neither Jennifer’s mother, Gloria, nor any of Jennifer’s friends had heard anything.Almeida called the New Canaan police. Jennifer Dulos had not been seen in over eight hours. It was a missing-persons report with an ominous undercurrent. It said that “a mother of 5 was missing and that she was going through a divorce with a man that has threatened her in the past and owns a gun,” according to the warrant.The police told Almeida it was O.K. to talk to Fotis. She had dealt with the kids first, driving them to their grandmother’s apartment in the city, where they’ve remained ever since. It was almost nine p.m. before she made the call. She told Fotis that Jennifer was missing. He did not seem particularly surprised or concerned. He merely reminded Almeida that he had visitation rights the following day, Saturday. He said the kids “really needed him right now,” and told her to make sure they were in Connecticut and ready to be picked up at 11 a.m.
Meanwhile, the New Canaan police searched 69 Welles Lane, their attention fixed on the garage. They noticed several things the nanny had missed. They discovered attempts to clean the garage, which probably explained the missing paper towels and several other items, including camping pillows, that Almeida had noticed were missing, too. They found bloodstains on a wall of the garage, and blood spatter on the Range Rover, which was still parked in its spot. The cops took away nearly 60 blood swabs, samples found in the garage and in the kitchen sink, to be analyzed. Forensics later said no person could lose the amount of blood suggested by the evidence in the garage and survive without medical treatment.On Saturday, Fotis realized his kids would not be waiting for him in Connecticut; on Sunday, he drove to Gloria Farber’s Upper East Side apartment, where he confronted the doorman. He knew the children were upstairs. He demanded to see them. He had a well-known history of belligerence. A few years before, he had punched one of the building’s parking-lot attendants, according to the New York Post. People knew to be wary of Gloria Farber’s son-in-law. Fotis argued when the doorman would not let him up. The cops were called—N.Y.P.D., a different kettle of fish. They heard Fotis out, then called the New Canaan police, who told them that Fotis was not to see his children unsupervised. Fotis went away angry. Carrie Luft, a friend of Jennifer’s who has taken it upon herself to protect the children and family—everyone should have a friend like that—filed a domestic-violence report to try to keep Fotis away.New Canaan police and Connecticut detectives were well into their search by then. They’d found Jennifer’s Suburban abandoned on Lapham Road beside Waveny Park, a 300-acre preserve with just the sort of wooded trails and nooks where a body can be hidden. The S.U.V. had been left in reverse, the running lights on. At first glance, you might think Jennifer had been attacked beside Waveny, tried to get away—hence reverse—been overcome, and dragged out of the car into the park...The police dismissed the idea that Jennifer had run away. Her credit cards and A.T.M. card have all gone unused since the morning of her disappearance. She has withdrawn no money from the bank. If she bugged out, it was without money or credit and without leaving any footprint. Such vanishing is all but impossible in the modern age.
To friends and family, the suggestion that this is a case of anything other than foul play is not only a mistake; it’s a slander. Jennifer would never walk out on her children, they say.The mystery touched a chord in Fairfield County, that affluent land of green vistas and money-drenched dreams. This was every wife’s and mother’s worst nightmare lived vicariously through the pages of the local papers. People began to dig into the life and background of Fotis Dulos. They noted stories of his temper, his accumulating debt, and strange events from his past, such as the death of his mother, who was hit by a car and killed in his driveway. Fotis stood for the great unknown, the danger every woman exposes herself to when she enters into a relationship with a man she only thinks she knows.The details of Fotis’s life would have set anyone at ease: Ivy League education, solid business, and good looks of the sensitive, almost poetic variety—dark-eyed, slender, and small. No one who looks like that should be capable of something so ugly. Fotis represents the chaos and violence that can beset even the most affluent American life.
Jennifer’s friends and supporters gathered for a vigil at St. Mark’s Episcopal Church in New Canaan shortly after her disappearance. Hundreds of people turned out. They prayed for Jennifer and her children—my God, think of the children. What becomes of a person whose mother is allegedly killed by his or her father?The cops continued to collect evidence. You cannot read the arrest warrants, which are filled with graphs, reports, and tables of forensic information, without feeling tremendous respect for the police. They did their job so well. Soon after the disappearance, they had gathered footage that captured someone they think was Fotis throughout that terrible day.Some of the most damning footage comes from Hartford. It shows a couple that looks very much like Fotis Dulos and Michelle Troconis driving a pickup truck slowly along Albany Avenue—she later described it as a “creepy area” with fire trucks and police vehicles—on the outskirts of Hartford, around seven p.m. the night of Jennifer’s disappearance. A man who looks like Dulos is behind the wheel. A woman who looks like Troconis is in the passenger seat, talking on the phone or looking out the window. The man makes stops beside trash cans, where he throws away one of the black garbage bags that fill the bed of his truck. In one shot, he is seen stuffing what looks like a FedEx envelope into a storm drain.The police had soon recovered the garbage bags—they were filled with bloody clothes and towels—news of which broke in the papers the following weekend.
Fotis and Michelle were at a barbecue at the water-ski pond in Avon. The owner of the property, surprised to see them socializing while the search for Jennifer was all over the news, told Fotis his presence was inappropriate. The couple stayed anyway. At one point, Fotis was confronted by a friend, who pointedly asked, “Where’s Jennifer?” She made a comment about the garbage bags on Albany Avenue, then watched Fotis as he read a story on his phone. She saw him lock eyes with Troconis. He held her gaze for what must have felt like hours. In such a gaze, you can see everything.The recovery of those bags must have come as a terrible, unexpected turn in the plot for Fotis. Any thought he had of continuing in his old way minus one element—Jennifer—vanished like smoke.
Murder in Fairfield County – Air Mail
Waitaminute now.
The last time MT was in court, Colangelo told the judge
that he either was investigating or hainformation
that MT and FD had communicated via a 3rd party.
We have not heard butkiss 'bout that one.
We have seen examples of bags used to provide a 'working surface' in other cases. But, it seems like it would be easier to use a large piece of sheet plastic (folds small and can be quite large and its super light but easily cut and slippery to work on) or a tarp (heavier, thicker and more sturdy but depending on material might be porous, easier to work on vs plastic sheet or bags).
The combo of the zip ties and bags makes some sense to carry a body as the bags wouldn't have the strength to allow for carrying body IMO.
The removal of clothing is puzzling but I wonder if it could have been as simple as continuing the Fd 'game' of disposing of evidence in multiple locations? Wonder also if he/MT might have believed that their DNA was on the shirt/clothing so it needed to go so as to not connect them to the body?
It seems like there is still speculation around the idea of accomplice/s in NC in/around Lapham and I'm not sure we have consensus that the body was returned to Farmington. Wonder if the body was possibly stripped and left (either intact or not) in Suburban for pickup and possibly in bag/s? Wonder if the blood found in the Red Tacoma on passenger seat was from blood seepage from paper towels and other clean up items and maybe not body? 2 hrs at 69/71 Welles is another head scratcher and we don't have full visibility I think on the idea of any other vehicle either being at Welles or on adjacent street on the Murder date.
To think of a body being transferred in broad daylight on a school day with bus traffic, periodic trade vans/trucks passing and park visitors passing is something I've long struggled with in terms of understanding what did and didn't happen at Lapham/Waveny. Long wondered what connection there might have been to Irwin Park (we know it was searched but never heard what if anything was found) as IMO it offers a bit more privacy possibly for a body transfer. All the parks do get morning traffic from people walking dogs and exercising so I find it hard to believe the parks didn't have some traffic and people walking around. Its just also that it was a long weekend and people had left for the weekend and things were generally quiet vs typical weekends at the parks IMO. I know most discount Sturbridge property dumpster but I do wonder if a body or bags could have been left there for pickup either later by the co-conspirators or another 3rd party? EE didn't show up at Sturbridge until 10:30 am or so and I wonder if he would have thought twice about seeing some black contractor bags in the dumpster?
Still many questions.
MOO
The author's wrong information so riles me, that it's difficult to read the article objectively. Perhaps he'd consider submitting his next draft to WS to get confirmation of some of the basic facts.
Here's a few...and one I found most upsetting:
"Fotis objected, telling the court that “Michelle and [her daughter] have been wonderful to the children. There’s absolutely no evidence they have done anything wrong or spoken badly about Jennifer or anybody else.”
Noticed this one and it rankled, as Fotis said MT had been NICE to the children. One's "nice" to strangers and casual friends, not children who might become one's step-children. MT was a bit of an emotional, self-serving vacuum...the fun side-kick...not a caring or nurturing mother figure.
By the fall of 2017, Jennifer was living with her kids in the big house at 69 Welles Lane in New Canaan, built on what had once been a middle-class street of schoolteachers.
Just above this in the article, the author makes it sound like JFd just wanted a new life, which contrasts to the harrowing escape she planned with the movers. It omits the absurd plan FD had for custody and the terror JFd felt as he chased her down the street trying to get her to sign the ridiculous document and then insisting she tape it together as he had torn it apart in a rage.
The author omits the fact that JFd was living on Chichester in NC before she moved to Welles Lane. He leaves out the trauma of this move as she literally had to sneak out of Farmington. Overall, the author is much too focused on JFd's presumed wealth, not on the cost of the terror and abuse she suffered to create the move. (I can't imagine the logistics of moving 5 children and their lives to a new address....)
Then they’d forget what it means to be Greek. Which is one reason he wanted partial custody. He did not want his kids to forget who they were and where they came from.
Please....Initially FD wanted full custody during the summer and every weekend. The craziest part to me...FD forgot his kids were Americans, born here, raised here...who should have been free to explore all the wonderful passions kids in the US of A might experience and enjoy. The joy of doing things with their classmates was beyond Fd. They came from America, not Greece. Fd was living in an altered reality, IMO.
We don’t know whether these funds, which must have hung over Fotis like golden coins in a video game, motivated his actions, but we do know that if he did indeed kill his wife, he was not all that concerned with the well-being of his children. We can also presume that Fotis wanted custody for traditional reasons. Because he loved his kids and wanted to be with them. Because he hated his wife and did not want her to be happy. Because he wanted to win.
It's hard to know where to begin with this one. The bottom line, besides winning, is Fd thought of his children, especially the two oldest, as his alter-egos. They were the promise of future of HIS family's name...his name...they were the next, great Dulos skiers. He brought a trainer from Greece when they were 6-8 years old to insure their skills. He was obsessed with this...he forced their training....I doubt Fotis really understood love during his lifetime. Now, that's a little sad.
Jennifer was worried about her husband’s temper, a concern that’s hard to dismiss. And this: Jennifer had been hurt and must have wanted to hurt Fotis in return. She, too, wanted to win.
Whoa....In all I've read, JFd's only goal in ending the relationship was the safety of her children and herself. She wasn't into winning. She wanted a safe environment for the children when with Fd. She wanted an end to his anger and fear he would ultimately run off with the kids. I counted the motions in the last year of the divorce. Fd out-numbered JFd's almost 2 to 1. He was relentless in trying to get his way. JFd knew MT as she had worked in the office in Farmington while JFd was there. JF knew MT, and she wasn't comfortable that she was nurturing or caring of the children. MT presented a fun, party-girl persona who was concerned about her own daughter and Fd...the Fd children would have been a distant third, IMO, for her being nice, but not loving or caring. JFd didn't want to win...she wanted to trust that the court could protect the kids and her. She wanted an equitable financial relationship. Too much to ask????
The entire article is so stilted on the facts as we know them....I could go on, but time limits this. Read the article with a factual eye...IMO..MOO
I just read through all those pages of SW again and IMO there is NO WAY MT is Not guilty of conspiracy and is quite possible she was in Jennifer’s house and garage participating in the horrible torture/murder.It is implied several times more than one person was there.
Also, can’t stop thinking about all the family members present at the Greek Easter celebration MT and FD hosted. The hosts probably communicated their anger to everyone and perhaps ideas and planning for the murder was discussed with some of those guests. Also think it strange that MT listed the chipped and damaged plates used at this celebration as items she wanted returned from the house.
I bet MT was really mad that her daughter was “snubbed” because JD’s children didn’t attend.