When a Loved One Is Murdered

In 1976 a serial killer broke into my house and strangled my girlfriend. I eventually found happiness again—but not peace of mind.

MONDAY, AUGUST 16, 1976: Gerald Ford was still president, and Elvis had exactly one year to live.

I was 22 years old and living in South Austin with Dianne Roberts, my girlfriend of almost four years. We’d met in the fall of 1972, my first semester at Southwest Texas

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