I can't look at the "darkside" on someone i know/love for too long or it makes me ill. I will first post my best innocence theory- some other night i'll try to write the best guilty theory i have. just my ideas- not fact on either:
Dennis could’ve been the progression of a natural underlying heart condition that the family did not know about, but that he was writing about here or there in his journal. He perhaps did not seek any medical attention for the pains he described because he felt some depression about his situation in life, and truly felt like he was worth more “dead rather than alive”. (something he would say every once in a while over the years.) Perhaps he truly did get late onset food allergies, and when he started feeling more ill, he doubled up on his life insurance, started planning for the end, and was pushing himself physically so that he could hurry it along. He was a very spiritual man in his own way, and perhaps he thought this was a way to be a martyr for the family.
Considering all of the chemicals that were was in my grandpa’s darkroom, there is the possibility that my mother and her second husband Roy were both victims of heavy metal poisoning in the fall of ’97 sometime accidentally. Roy had rectal bleeding in October to the point he needed a transfusion, and my mother was shaking and very ill at Christmas, maybe she was suffering the effects of exposure to something as well. She went to several Dr.’s that winter, and no one could tell her what was wrong, except that she had oral thrush (candida), and was put on diflucon, and they said she had fibromyalgia. Oral thrush could be an indicator of a compromised immune system, or some type of reaction to prescription drugs as I read about it at the time. If my mother tested positive for some type of heavy metal or other poisoning and/or if this was the only incident of someone getting sick around her, then I would say she might have a pretty decent defense.
Once her second husband got so ill and she could do nothing about it, she intentionally sought out someone with an underlying health issue to be her next husband so that she could take care of him, and make up for her “failures” of the past. There must’ve been a neurological “glitch” in our family make-up, because I got ill, then my Uncle Jim with something similar which lead to his death shortly after. My grandmother was also having neurological difficulties, as well as her father who went into a neurological coma for unknown reasons 10 years before. All could be genetic, or from the darkroom. As my younger sister stated to me, JF must just not know how to prepare food properly, and that is why groups of people on both sides of the family would end up throwing up after meals, or end up in the E.R. up there over the years. Her business partner that moved in after her third husband died was just unfortunate to get thyroid cancer, as was her granddaughter 6 months later. Things just happen in life for no particular reason than just life itself. My daughter must’ve just picked up something else that made her sick and confused the doctors to say she was exposed to a toxin the same day that she ate the candy that came in the mail. The third husband’s family could have a few neurological problems running in their genes too. She started making up illness for people because she was so affected by people around her dying that she kind of “lost it” and had a little brush with munchausen’s but not enough to cause harm, just enough to fudge the truth.
In a nutshell- genetics/environment of chemicals in the grandparents home- or perhaps multiple family members being exposed there in Missouri at times… / JF being exposed to explain her memory losses and strange behaviors at times/ desperation alone for the financial issues- hardly a case for murder/ and just not knowing how to store or prepare food properly and a little bad luck in her family- and a little in Bruce’s as well. That is the best innocence theory I could come up with.
Dennis could’ve been the progression of a natural underlying heart condition that the family did not know about, but that he was writing about here or there in his journal. He perhaps did not seek any medical attention for the pains he described because he felt some depression about his situation in life, and truly felt like he was worth more “dead rather than alive”. (something he would say every once in a while over the years.) Perhaps he truly did get late onset food allergies, and when he started feeling more ill, he doubled up on his life insurance, started planning for the end, and was pushing himself physically so that he could hurry it along. He was a very spiritual man in his own way, and perhaps he thought this was a way to be a martyr for the family.
Considering all of the chemicals that were was in my grandpa’s darkroom, there is the possibility that my mother and her second husband Roy were both victims of heavy metal poisoning in the fall of ’97 sometime accidentally. Roy had rectal bleeding in October to the point he needed a transfusion, and my mother was shaking and very ill at Christmas, maybe she was suffering the effects of exposure to something as well. She went to several Dr.’s that winter, and no one could tell her what was wrong, except that she had oral thrush (candida), and was put on diflucon, and they said she had fibromyalgia. Oral thrush could be an indicator of a compromised immune system, or some type of reaction to prescription drugs as I read about it at the time. If my mother tested positive for some type of heavy metal or other poisoning and/or if this was the only incident of someone getting sick around her, then I would say she might have a pretty decent defense.
Once her second husband got so ill and she could do nothing about it, she intentionally sought out someone with an underlying health issue to be her next husband so that she could take care of him, and make up for her “failures” of the past. There must’ve been a neurological “glitch” in our family make-up, because I got ill, then my Uncle Jim with something similar which lead to his death shortly after. My grandmother was also having neurological difficulties, as well as her father who went into a neurological coma for unknown reasons 10 years before. All could be genetic, or from the darkroom. As my younger sister stated to me, JF must just not know how to prepare food properly, and that is why groups of people on both sides of the family would end up throwing up after meals, or end up in the E.R. up there over the years. Her business partner that moved in after her third husband died was just unfortunate to get thyroid cancer, as was her granddaughter 6 months later. Things just happen in life for no particular reason than just life itself. My daughter must’ve just picked up something else that made her sick and confused the doctors to say she was exposed to a toxin the same day that she ate the candy that came in the mail. The third husband’s family could have a few neurological problems running in their genes too. She started making up illness for people because she was so affected by people around her dying that she kind of “lost it” and had a little brush with munchausen’s but not enough to cause harm, just enough to fudge the truth.
In a nutshell- genetics/environment of chemicals in the grandparents home- or perhaps multiple family members being exposed there in Missouri at times… / JF being exposed to explain her memory losses and strange behaviors at times/ desperation alone for the financial issues- hardly a case for murder/ and just not knowing how to store or prepare food properly and a little bad luck in her family- and a little in Bruce’s as well. That is the best innocence theory I could come up with.
he was so so good!