NYC Man Kills Dismembers Wife While On Vacation

They had a vacation home in southern France. One would think..how divine. They look like a lovely couple in the picture. She was probably all happy to spend time at their vacation home. I always think when I read these horrible, bizarre stories that I'm sure when they married these men, the wives had no idea of the horrors they'd face at the hands of their beloved husbands. I feel so sorry for her family...having to deal with the terrible way she died and was disposed of, like garbage. :cry:
https://nypost.com/2020/07/27/nyc-man-charged-in-dismemberment-death-of-wife-in-french-home/
Usually, there are signs & red flags that someone is making a bad choice. But (both men & women) are not always willing to see those signs. I often hear a woman say, "Well, he wasn't like that before; he changed." Then they proceed to tell me everything they never liked about him - also known as Red Flags.
Denial is not just a river in Egypt.
 

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Ceege you are exactly right about the spouse, ex boyfriend being the first the police suspect. How these people think they can get away with these things is a testament to how flawed their thinking is or they're so ego maniacal that they think they're too good to get caught or will be able to lie their way out of it.
@RadishRose ...sure he did! Guess he killed the children in self defense too. Or did she do that? Or did they do it together?
@MarciKS I'm an "eye" person but I didn't notice that about his eyes!
Yeah...look again
 
There is no one, who can rile you as much as the one you have deeply loved. We run on emotions. A check out clerk doesn't handle our onions with the respect we think is due, and we form intense dislike. Being an adult is supposed to be a break on our run away emotions, but it's our choice to be an adult.
I knew a couple, who had a fight. They smashed furniture, shattered a huge glass coffee table, put holes in the wall, trashed the house - you get the idea. What was this knock down drag out fight over- who loved who more. Humans????????
 
Hi "Neighbor". We are fairly close to "the City" as we New Jersians call it. I have cousins who live on Long Island. Some of our 2017 family reunion activities were held at the Marriott In Melville, then a big party at my cousin's house after check out day. My son hated the idea of having to drive to L.I. though..he'd done so many times for his job.

The Marriott is the only real hotel on the sandbar nowadays. I take the Port Jefferson train From NYP to Huntington which is the last stop for electric service then take a cab to the Marriott. Last time I was there was quite a few years ago when the Blue Angels were performing at Republic Airport. I no longer stay with family at Hempstead or Central Islip because of the MS-13 killing sprees.

As for your son I'd bet the LIE did it to him. It got to me years ago. It was Southern State or Sunrise Hwy for me if I had to drive. When PRR & NYC merged into PC in 68 I wanted to hire on Atlantic Region which New Jersey was part of and it had a ton of yards from Weehawken to South Newark but I accepted Northeast Region.

New Jersey had a lot of railroads and I loved it. When I was still in high school every weekend I'd take Path from 33rd Street to Newark then ride the Newark City Subway which had those PCC trolleys all the way around the loop and back again. Rode the PC commuter trains to Poughkeepsie and Dover Plains too.

One of my best friends in schools father was a LIRR engineer who had the Ronkonkoma bid and would let us on the Alco in Central Islip and drop us off at Bethpage Station then we'd walk to B Tower and wait for his dads return run where his train would have to stop to grab train orders from the tower operator then back to Central Islip. I guess we kinda learned how to handle Alco's and an occasional S2 at Dunton Electric Shops.

We never touched anything I swear to the railroad GOD, we just assimilated this knowledge somehow. I mean what could the MTA do about it now? Everybody that watched us assimilate this knowledge is at that great train terminal in the sky. My friend got hired in LIRR but it wasn't my turn then because his dad explained to me that LIRR operating department positions were a closed shop, a father to son thing and I understood, my time would come and after great patience it came in 1968 when 2 of the finest railroads in North America the PRR & NYC railroad merged and formed the greatest railroad disaster in the history of modern railroads the Penn-Central fiasco.

It was such a pathetically run railroad rife with disparate management concepts, aging rolling stock, unbelievably overdue deferred maintenance, incompetence, petty jealousy, backbiting and 2 totally incompatible operating plants. The first video is a false depiction for potential consignees to sign up for the game.

The 2nd video is a last ditch pathetic attempt to garner more money from Congress to flush down the toilet of abject failure. To be perfectly honest I enjoyed PC the most because you worked with good skilled men who gave the company a good days work for a good days pay on real steel and not this new plastic covered microprocessor crap that AMTRAK seems to favor nowadays.



Geez, sorry I talk too much. Have a good night folks.
 
The Marriott is the only real hotel on the sandbar nowadays. I take the Port Jefferson train From NYP to Huntington which is the last stop for electric service then take a cab to the Marriott. Last time I was there was quite a few years ago when the Blue Angels were performing at Republic Airport. I no longer stay with family at Hempstead or Central Islip because of the MS-13 killing sprees. As for your son I'd bet the LIE did it to him. It got to me years ago. It was Southern State or Sunrise Hwy for me if I had to drive. When PRR & NYC merged into PC in 68 I wanted to hire on Atlantic Region which New Jersey was part of and it had a ton of yards from Weehawken to South Newark but I accepted Northeast Region. New Jersey had a lot of railroads and I loved it. When I was still in high school every weekend I'd take Path from 33rd Street to Newark then ride the Newark City Subway which had those PCC trolleys all the way around the loop and back again. Rode the PC commuter trains to Poughkeepsie and Dover Plains too. One of my best friends in schools father was a LIRR engineer who had the Ronkonkoma bid and would let us on the Alco in Central Islip and drop us off at Bethpage Station then we'd walk to B Tower and wait for his dads return run where his train would have to stop to grab train orders from the tower operator then back to Central Islip. I guess we kinda learned how to handle Alco's and an occasional S2 at Dunton Electric Shops. We never touched anything I swear to the railroad GOD, we just assimilated this knowledge somehow. I mean what could the MTA do about it now? Everybody that watched us assimilate this knowledge is at that great train terminal in the sky. My friend got hired in LIRR but it wasn't my turn then because his dad explained to me that LIRR operating department positions were a closed shop, a father to son thing and I understood, my time would come and after great patience it came in 1968 when 2 of the finest railroads in North America the PRR & NYC railroad merged and formed the greatest railroad disaster in the history of modern railroads the Penn-Central fiasco. It was such a pathetically run railroad rife with disparate management concepts, aging rolling stock, unbelievably overdue deferred maintenance, incompetence, petty jealousy, backbiting and 2 totally incompatible operating plants. The first video is a false depiction for potential consignees to sign up for the game. The 2nd video is a last ditch pathetic attempt to garner more money from Congress to flush down the toilet of abject failure. To be perfectly honest I enjoyed PC the most because you worked with good skilled men who gave the company a good days work for a good days pay on real steel and not this new plastic covered microprocessor crap that AMTRAK seems to favor nowadays.



Geez, sorry I talk too much. Have a good night folks.
We want more information & more details. :ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO::ROFLMAO:
 
You're right! Her family didn't seem to know there were problems with abuse.
More often, the family does know, but they choose to be in denial for various reasons.
Nicole Brown's family knew O.J. was abusing her; they saw her bruised & swollen face. But O.J. bought them a nice house, a Hertz Rental Car business, new cars, & paid for the sisters' education & expenses.
Money = turning a blind eye.
 
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More often, the family does know, but they choose to be in denial for various reasons.
Nicole Brown's family knew O.J. was abusing her; they saw the photos of her bruised & swollen face. But O.J. bought them a nice house, a Hertz Rental Car business, new cars, & paid for the sisters' education & expenses.
Money = turning a blind eye.

I only wish I would have known about that walking filth that systematically beat my older sister until she died from massive internal hemorrhaging. My older brother and I planned to grab him when he got off work take him somewhere and burn him alive, my mom (GOD rest her soul) got wind of this (We never found out who ratted us out because they would have been next) and tried to talk us out of it but we weren't having any of that, not that day but by the time we got to his job the police were already walking him out in cuffs.

I was in such a blind rage I had a seizure and actually passed out in my brothers car and wound up in the hospital myself. My brother said he was going to commit a crime to go to jail and kill him there but over time our priest and a psychologist got us through it. If you never lost a loved one from violence believe me when I say the pain is unbearable. My brother recovered rather quickly but I suffered fits of rage and had to be medicated which worked over time. The pain is still there but one gets used to it I guess. If nothing else I got from this personal tragedy is the good die young.
 
Some of these psychotic killers present themselves as charming, intelligent people to the outside world. There's a series on Netflix about this, called Mindhunters. When meeting them, you'd never know what nut cases they are.

This guy sounds like one of those.
 
I only wish I would have known about that walking filth that systematically beat my older sister until she died from massive internal hemorrhaging. My older brother and I planned to grab him when he got off work take him somewhere and burn him alive, my mom (GOD rest her soul) got wind of this (We never found out who ratted us out because they would have been next) and tried to talk us out of it but we weren't having any of that, not that day but by the time we got to his job the police were already walking him out in cuffs. I was in such a blind rage I had a seizure and actually passed out in my brothers car and wound up in the hospital myself. My brother said he was going to commit a crime to go to jail and kill him there but over time our priest and a psychologist got us through it. If you never lost a loved one from violence believe me when I say the pain is unbearable. My brother recovered rather quickly but I suffered fits of rage and had to be medicated which worked over time. The pain is still there but one gets used to it I guess. If nothing else I got from this personal tragedy is the good die young.
FastTrax...I'm SO sorry to read about what happened to your sister. That just horrible. I can't even wrap my head around having to go through something like that !! I understand your desire to rid the world of her killer. I hope that over time, things get better for you but I know you'll never get over it. May you receive some measure of comfort and may your sister Rest in Peace. 😢
 
FastTrax...I'm SO sorry to read about what happened to your sister. That just horrible. I can't even wrap my head around having to go through something like that !! I understand your desire to rid the world of her killer. I hope that over time, things get better for you but I know you'll never get over it. May you receive some measure of comfort and may your sister Rest in Peace. 😢

That day that changed my perspective on humanity occurred when I was 16, I am now 69 and holding yet I still relive it once a day, every day obviously until I draw my last breath. That must be a survivors cross to bear especially when parents have to bury their children and brothers and sisters have to grieve for their siblings. But life goes on and with that love your family and cherish every day you can hold them near and dear to you. GOD bless you and thanks for your soothing words. You have a kind heart.
 


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