I'd been emphasizing Little Hocking to Detective Winstanley for
several weeks before Jenifer McCrady disappeared.
Somehow, I knew it was going to be the axis on which the next
case spun. Little did I realize just how important Little Hocking would
be or just how much "spin" there would actually be on the
I'm sure Detective Winstanley didn't realize it either. Little
Hocking was officially "put on the map" when Jenifer's body
was found buried just off Township Road 298, in a heavily wooded area,
of private property where oil and gas wells were located.
I noticed though that the local news media could not actually
bring themselves to say that the woman was found in Little Hocking. The
best they were ever able to do was say "near" Little Hocking.
If one took the road, it was 7/10ths of a mile from our
elementary school. If you stood on the hillside, where the body was
found buried in a shallow grave, you could look slightly northeast and
see the school property.
I had stood on school grounds, looking to the south, and right at
the area where Jenifer McCrady was found, just hours before the
discovery, as I spoke to a man about a horseback search party.
So the world could rest assured it was "in Little
Hocking," and not "near" it.
Torch, located in Athens county would have been "near"
Little Hocking, as would Porterfield in the opposite direction.
I never understood their West Virginia reasoning, and wondered if
something that happened on Dudley Avenue would be considered "near
Parkersburg!" But after the case against Jackie McCrady got
rolling, the news media's ignorance took a back seat to the stupidity
Mary Dye was the state's "best" witness. She claimed
that she saw Jackie McCrady in his patrol car, on a rainy day, through
the rear view mirror, leaving the area where his murdered wife would be
found some three days later, right here in Little Hocking. It was
difficult to believe, but it probably wasn't the most difficult
testimony that had to be believed before the state could get the
conviction they so desperately wanted and needed. After all, it was an
"election year." Everyone had to prove they were worth re-
election! I thought it was very odd that there had been 3 local cases
in 1996, and all three had been "solved" almost immediately.
Never mind that all three may very well have been solved
That didn't matter. It hushed the masses and soothed the nerves
of the elite, and made elected officials look trustworthy and capable.
To hell with the fact that cases remained unsolved from as far back as
1975. That didn't matter at all because most people couldn't remember
back that far!
Then again, some people’s memories appeared to
"improve" with time!
Next Best Sighting
The state's next best witness also involved Little Hocking. In
fact, looking back, I realize without Little Hocking's witnesses the
state wouldn't even have had a case against Jackie McCrady!
Now that's really an interesting realization, not to mention
The Marathon Service Station and Convenience Store was owned and
operated by the brother of a Belpre police officer. A lot of cops hung
out there in their spare time and even pitched in and helped make pizzas
for the store! I thought that was nice of them, considering I'd been
offering to make pizza's for "Washington County" ... if they
would come out here and help me stop this damned killer that had been
ravishing our area for about 20 years now. I received no response, and
of course had anticipated none.
That was one thing about these people, they seldom disappointed
One man testified that he remembered seeing a trooper at the
service station the morning of September 19th. He didn't recall what
the trooper looked like so he couldn't really give a positive id on
A clerk recalled a trooper coming into the store that morning and
paying for gasoline, but she couldn't recall the vehicle he was
driving. She did say that when she saw Jackie McCrady's picture in the
newspaper she thought it was not him because the guy she remembered
looked older than Jackie.
Jackie had just turned 31 a few days before Jenifer disappeared.
The man that remembered seeing a trooper pumping gas into a red blazer
testified that he didn't pay much attention to the officer, but did get
a good look at the vehicle.
When asked if he thought he could pick the vehicle out of a photo
lineup he said he thought he could.
The defense produced pictures of Jenifer's red Chevy Blazer, as
well as others, some of which were pictures of Robert Dunn's red Chevy
Robert Dunn was Jackie McCrady's commanding officer -
the man who attacked McCrady from behind, dragged his chair over
back-wards and began kicking him and calling him a son-of-a-bitch after
Jenifer McCrady had been found.....
Jackie didn't know she'd been found! Dunn sent him to the station
to view training videos while Dunn and Garvey handled the grave site.
Garvey had known Jenifer McCrady since she was a child, growing
up in Belpre, just a couple of blocks from the police dept. While Dunn
testified that he had only met Jenifer on a couple of occasions when
she and Jackie attended social events of the State Patrol. And yet,
Garvey could not identify Jenifer McCrady when they unrolled her from
the sleeping bag and comforter that she was wrapped in.
But officer Dunn could! It was Dunn who gave the positive id on
Jenifer McCrady, not her husband, not her family, not her friends, not
even Garvey ... but Robert Dunn. Amazing.
The witness looked carefully at the pictures presented to him in
the court room. You could tell he took the situation seriously and
wanted to be sure of his identification of the vehicle he'd seen at the
Marathon that early fall morning in 1996.
He didn't hesitate. There was no confusion as he selected the
pictures that showed the vehicle he'd seen the trooper pumping gas
into. It was Robert Dunn's vehicle!
I remember my husband asking about the trial when I went home
that night. And I remember telling him that if the prosecution
continued the way it was going, Jackie McCrady wouldn't even need a
lawyer because they were destroying their own case! I was wrong.
Two people had said they didn't think it was officer
McCrady, because "he looked too young," and "it wasn't
The words of both witnesses must have sailed right past the jury!
I've heard it said that sometimes, memories improve with time. I
always thought they were talking about personal things like bad
relationships that a person finally got away from. But, I was wrong
again. The principle obviously applied in the McCrady case too.
One witness testified that she was standing at the counter
speaking to the clerk, who was a friend of hers, when this mean, nasty
looking trooper came into the station. He walked past her and the clerk
and went into the rest room. The woman claimed she turned to her friend
and said that he looked mean and she certainly wouldn't want to run
into him along the road.
The cop supposedly came from the rest room and to the counter
where he paid for gasoline he'd just put into his vehicle ... a vehicle
that was not noticed by either women.
At this point, the witness said she looked at his name tag ... as
he stood directly beside her... and noticed it said McCrady.
The other woman who was actually facing the officer said she
didn't notice a name tag on his uniform, but did notice he did not
appear dirty or unkempt.
The witness who stood beside the cop testified that she spoke to
the man and asked if he was "having a bad day," to which he
"Yeah, but it's fixin' to get better."
The defense didn't waste any time going after this witness.
They were well armed with copies of the woman's statements to
investigating officers within days of the supposed event.
The woman had told those officers that she saw the cop come into
the station but had noticed nothing unusual or out of the ordinary
except she said she told her friend that he looked mean and that she
wouldn't want to be pulled over by him.
Well, most Highway Patrol cops are not overly friendly people.
Primarily because they have a job to do and the last thing any cop
needs or wants is to be accused of favoritism. Letting one speeder go
because he knows them, while nailing the next because he doesn't know
them. Most people in positions of that sort are very careful to make
sure that no one can accuse them of improper actions.
I even took the great chance of proving this to myself at the
McCrady trial. The court gave us a break and I waited until Judge Boyer
came past me and asked how long she said we were to be on break.
The woman immediately stopped, repeated my question...loud enough
so that everyone could hear it and then answered so everyone could hear
it. I appreciated that.
And then I wondered if anyone realized why I'd done that. Of
course they didn't. No one cared why I did it.
Regardless, the witness finally admitted to the cross-examination
of the defense that yes, she had told the officers that there had been
no conversation between her and the trooper that morning. And that she
had heard no conversation between the cop and the clerk.
He just paid for his gasoline and left.
By trial time her entire story had changed. When McCrady's
attorney asked her about the sudden memory she said she had
"forgotten" about the conversation "in the
beginning" but remembered it months later!
I was surprised that the woman's testimony was not thrown out or
that something wasn't done with her. But not here ... not if it helps
the state's case. And I must admit, I seemed
to be the only person in the entire court room that was offended by the
woman's testimony. None of the news reporters seemed to see anything at
all wrong with it ... or several other things that I found distasteful
Still, probably the most outrageous thing to come out of the
McCrady court room was how McCrady dug the grave for his wife and then
managed to get home.
If it wasn't so serious, it could have been the comedy of the
But Jackie McCrady isn't laughing ... Jenifer's family and
friends aren't laughing. They think it's all over, and the right man is
sitting in prison. Is he?
UPDATE & NOTES:
Jackie McCrady had a pretty good education, and [as most of the
Ohio troopers] was not noted for using improper English when speaking
to a stranger. He says he NEVER laid eyes on the woman who testified
against him, and would never have used the term --- "Fixin' to get
better." I have spoken with several people who knew Jackie pretty
well, and they tell me he never talked that way in their presence.
Another thing that I want to mention here: The same woman that
said there had been no conversation with the officer in the Marathon
when interviewed right after Jenifer was found -- but then who, nearly
a year later testified in court, under oath, that she had a
conversation with the officer herself, but had 'forgotten about it' and
only remembered it when it was time to come to court!! This same woman
went to some of my friends and told them about seeing 'my husband'
outside, late at night, helping me put up my Christmas lights. She said
she just thought he was such a nice guy, and admired how he helped
Apparently it was quite cold at the time and she remarked about
the 'brown coverall's' that he wore.
Now you know, this web site is quite large and has many stories
on it. A person wishing to fabricate something could find a lot of
ammunition for their story on this web site. However, there is one
thing that everyone should remember, and remember it well. This is my
web site. The stories are all true. I wrote each and every one
of them and did it almost exclusively from memory.
You can ask anyone that I've ever spoken with --- cops, lawyers,
doctors, judges, news reporters, prosecuting attorneys, anyone; I never
bring notes, and I can rattle off names, times, dates and places faster
than they can write them down, and that's a fact. Even my friends can't
keep up with me when it comes to my cases.
I like to decorate - inside and outside, and my front yard is one
of my favorite places to relax and do some serious thinking -- winter
and summer. It is NOT my husband's hobby. My husband does not own a
pair of 'coverall's' of any color, and he has NEVER been in my front
yard in the middle of the night working on my Christmas lights. [IF]
anyone was ever out there working late at night it was me. I might have
had a friend or two with me or perhaps my daughter or my grandchildren,
but it was never my husband.... and, whoever was helping me, was NOT
wearing coverall's - brown or otherwise!
Of course, if one reads a story on this web site titled -- The
Man In The Brown Cover-All's -- it's not difficult to figure out who
does wear coverall's.
And if they follow my writings far enough they will notice
another story called The Electric Games. In this story I tell about
someone coming onto my property late at night and destroying things --
my Christmas lights; my Halloween decorations; Easter decorations that
disappeared and were never found; etc. This 'game' went on for several
years, and I'm well aware of who was doing it. I always have been, and
I admit he does wear coverall's and he's closer to my size than my
husband's 6' 4" framework. 'My size'- 5' 6"- fits the
description of the man supposedly seen far better than it fits my
However, I have a slight problem with the witness who claims to
have seen the man in cover-all's working on my lights. I was sitting in
that court room. I heard with my own ears what she told, and I did not
believe her -- then or now.
So, for everyone's information -- I did NOT report her claims
concerning the man in coverall's in my front yard. I never said one
word to the police about it, and have no intentions of ever 'reporting
it' and lending any credibility to her word, because I know how things
work around here.
And if the day ever comes that I'm called into the court room --
which I believe will come eventually -- no prosecuting attorney is ever
going to be able to say,
"Well Mrs. Wells, I see here a report filed concerning
property destruction, based upon this woman's eyewitness account, so
can you explain to the jury why this woman's word is good enough when
it supports a claim you have made; but is not good enough when it comes
to Jackie McCrady?"
This is never going to happen folks, so a new plan of action
needs to be devised -- oh, and by the way, you'd better get someone a
little sharper than the last halfwit you tried it with because it
didn't take me fifteen minutes to discredit that idiot, and produce
enough witnesses to stop the entire game in its tracks! Hell, I thought
Washington County and I did one fantastic job and I'm still proud of
'my cops' --- and if you want to call it biased Mr. Attorney, then you
go right ahead. And another thing, I was looking forward to seeing you
and your client in that court room. I like our courts, and I like our
county cops, and I don't care who knows it. And I have no use, no
respect for a liar whether she is in uniform or not, and will never
stand in silence while a liar frames an innocent person, no matter who
he is, and that includes Wild Bill. He's done enough himself, and I'm
well aware of what he's done, and we just don't need any lies told on
2007 note: This is absolutely hilarious! From half-witted cops
sending in half-witted thieves to entice me into accepting stolen
merchandise; which wasn't really stolen by the thugs to begin with but
which was furnished to them!! To other half witted
cops trying to discredit me - but in the end actually cutting their own
throats -- to the relatives of other half witted
cops!! What a way to live! And I'm just enjoying the hell out of it all,
so send 'em in boys, just send 'em in!
News / Parkersburg, West Virginia
A Belpre Police officer is on administrative leave for suspected
The Bureau of Criminal Identification and Investigation says it's
looking into allegations brought against Sergeant Dave Garvey.
BI&I says Garvey has not been
charged with anything at this point and it would not release any
information regarding the allegations.
The Belpre Police Chief and the Washington County Prosecutor
would not comment on the investigation.
9-19-06- Another Anniversary; Another Coincidence
"Fret not thyself
because of evildoers, neither be thou envious against the workers
of iniquity. For they shall soon be cut down like the grass, and
wither as the green herb. Trust in the Lord, and do good; so
shalt thou dwell in the land, and verily thou shalt be fed.
Delight thyself also in the Lord, and he shall give thee the
desires of thine heart. Commit thy way unto the Lord; trust also
in him; and he shall bring it to pass. And he shall bring forth
thy righteousness as the light, and thy judgment as the
Georgia Ann Smith Rudolph
Georgia Ann Smith Rudolph was born Oct. 15, 1948, and
passed away at the age of 64 on Feb. 12, 2013, in Parkersburg, W.Va.
Georgia attended Medina High School in Medina, Ohio, and
graduated with the class of 1966. She enjoyed taking care of older
adults, and followed her dream, attending college to become a licensed
practical nurse. Georgia became well known for her psychic abilities
and was featured on several local and national radio and television
programs over the years. She was also credited with using her abilities
helping in police crime work. Georgia will be most remembered by her
surviving family as a caring mother and fun-loving sister. She loved
practical jokes, playing bingo and telling a good story. She was a dog
lover. She enjoyed writing poetry about God, spirituality, heaven,
angels and American patriotic ideals. She especially loved to reminisce
over a good cup of coffee, and talk about those happy times with her
family, friends and fond childhood memories. She had a special bond and
cherished the love and memories of her grandmother, Lucile Mason Smith,
all her life. Georgia had a generous and giving spirit, and was very
adamant that her body be donated to science as a way to make a
contribution to benefit others, for greater knowledge and discovery, to
help save lives, and to advance medical research and education.
Her wishes were carried out with a human gift donation to
the West Virginia School of Osteopathic Medicine. "Greater love
hath no man than this" John 15:13.
A private memorial service will be planned at a later
Georgia is predeceased by her mother, Marjorie Heaney
Smith; father, Robert Wesley Smith; and beloved soul mate and best
friend, James 'Bear' Williams. She is survived by her son, Robert M.
Rudolph; and grandchildren, Zachary, Taylor and Skylar of Mitchell,
Ind.; sister, Holly Morris of Jacksonville, Fla.; and many other
extended family members and friends.
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