BULLETINS FROM ALOHA

MILK  AND COOKIES CHILD ABUSE

It was a small bedroom community peopled by World War II vets and innocent housewives.  Lurking in their midst is a gay child abuser.  He was about 50 years old and a janitor at a General Motors distribution plant.  

His primary bait was milk and cookies that ten (10) year-0ld boys didn’t necessarily have access to in their own blue-collar homes.  Consequently, there was an obvious beaten path from the local grade school to his home.  

What was odd, and a dead give-away, was that his only sibling, his brother, would not traffic with him.  Odd, because the brother lived only three doors away.  Roy’s home was a one-bedroom affair located in a working-class suburban ‘hood’.

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Roy’s approach was at once simple and sophisticated.  Sophisticated because Roy knew that his first prophylactic at being caught was grooming his victim’s parents.  He was hardly subtle at this approach.  He would make it his business to meet the victim’s  parents which served as an after-burner to his abuse.  

Should local society have been more alert? Yes.  It is unfathomable that the community did not notice the steady stream of young boys to Roy’s doorstep.  So it goes at Happy Valley Pennsylvania.  People know.  They just advert their knowing eyes to raise their roses and go water skiing.

Roy took his victims on overnight fishing trips to the coast.  When he checked into the sleazy motels, he specifically requested of the desk clerk a single bed.  Huh?  Why is a 50 year old man wanting to sleep with a young boy in one bed?  Even if the clerk supposed they were father and son, wouldn’t a storm flag be obvious.  The other red flag was Roy’s choice of colors on his almost new car  --  purple.  Parked in front of a one bedroom shack.  

The Polaroid-Land camera was the digital camera de jour and vehicle to capture his victim’s visage for his extended sick purposes.  

No one ever reported these multiple, multiple abuses to the authorities over a fifteen (15) year period.  The only thing that stopped it was Roy’s early death through a heart attack.  This is also a Catholic community.  Society has done a terrible job at protecting young boys from an onslaught of sexual abuse.  Vigilance has to replace caution.  Active reporting is required.  Suspicions must be reported.  Where there is smoke there is a pedophile.  No one ever gets over sexual abuse.  

So, look around you.  Look at your local milieu.  Every other household has some sort of abuse going on inside that closed door.  It is up to all of us to be more vigilant to save those victims that are the most vulnerable.  It is up to us.  Only us.