A Word About Rape

Notes on Personal Investigation

Logic verses Instinct



The Summer of ’76

Victim #1— Rancho Cordova — The Beginning   

  Victim #2— Del Dayo — Careful Selection

   Victim #3— Foiled Attack— Rancho Cordova

Victim #4— Violent Improvisation— Crestview 

       Victim #5— Selected Target— Citrus Heights

Victim #6— Curious Tactics— Rancho Cordova

     Victim #7— Baring Down— Del Dayo

     Victim #8— Interrupted Arrival— Rancho Cordova

Analysis of First 8 Strikes

Victim #9— Revealing Mistake— Citrus Heights

Victim #10— Fair Oaks— Undaunted

       Living Dangerously— The Year of the EAR

Victim #11— Sacramento— Cats and Fields

Victim #12— Blind Spot Reveals— Citrus Heights

Victim #13— Crestview— Unexpected Jogger

Victim #14— Over the River and Through the Woods—

Victim #15— Tactical Misuse— Rancho Cordova

Victim #16— Orangevale— Opportunity Knocks a Clue

Victim #17— Unexpected Spoke in the Hub— Crestview

Victim #18— La Riviera— Moving Upwards

Victim #19— Orangevale— Presentiment of Impromptu Danger

Victim #20— Blind Spot and a Stop Watch— Citrus Heights

Victim #21— Del Dayo— Tactical 1

Victim #22— South Sacramento— Tactical 2


Summer Clue

  After the Lull— 1977’s Autumn of Fear

Victim #23— Tactical 3— Stockton

Victim #24— Switcharoo— La Riviera

Victim #25— Follow Diablo— Foothill Farms

Victim #26—  Dump Truck Biker— Carmichael

Victim #27— Condo Commando— La Riviera

Victim #28— Tail of Diablo— Foothill Farms

Departmental Memo December 8, 1977


Yet Another Year— 1978

Victim #29/30— Assault!— Carmichael

Maggiore Murders— Critical Clue— Rancho Cordova

Victim #31— Distant Roaming— Stockton

Victim #31B— Back to Rancho— Rancho Cordova

Victim #32— Little Pocket, Big Clue— South Sacramento

Composite— Maggiore Murders Suspect

Victim #33— The Deep Dig— Modesto

Victim #34— Co-Ed— Davis

Victim #35— Back— Modesto

Victim #36— Forth— Davis

Silent Victim— Lateral— Modesto

Victim #37— Forth North— Davis

A New East— Contra Costa Corridor

Victim #38—  Surreal Schedule— Concord

Victim #39— Opportunity Kicks— Concord

Victim #40— Cats and Fields Again— San Ramon

Victim #41— The Way to San Jose— San Jose

Victim #42— Sobbing in San Jose— San Jose

Victim #43— Danville— Playing it Close


No Stopping Him— 1979

No Stopping Him

Lacing with Ligatures— San Ramon

Victim #43B— Auld Lange  Syne— Rancho Cordova

Victim #44— Along the 680— Fremont

Victim #45— Follow the Cats— Walnut Creek

Victim #46— Sticking to Routine— Danville

Victim #47— Walnut Creek— Dig and Retreat

Victim #48— Shouted Out— Danville

Victim #49—  The Unsuspected — Goleta


Murder— Original Night Stalker

Murder— The “Night Stalker”

 Goleta— Doctor Duo— Dec 30, 1979

Ventura— Cats & Murder— March 13, 1980

Laguna Niguel— Exclusive— August 19, 1980

Irvine— Home Alone— Feb. 6, 1981

Goleta— Dig & Retreat Again— July 27, 1981

Irvine— Epitome of MO— May 4, 1986


 Phantom Predator— Analysis of EAR Crime Spree.

Analysis of EAR Prowling MO

EAR Profile

Phone Calls

Parks, Schools, Open Fields & Orchards

Masks— Now you see them, now you don’t

The Mystery of the Silent Dog




Breaking/Entering, Assault, attempted rape


October 1, 1979

Queen Ann Lane

Goleta, Santa Barbara Co.

The Unsuspected

East Area Rapist


It was October 1, 1979. The time was 2 a.m.

   The victims were awakened by a male voice ordering them “Wake up, wake up.” The intruder’s foot was shaking the bed. As they awoke a flashlight beam streaked across their eyes. “Get on your stomachs. Don’t move, motherfucker, or I’ll kill you. Don’t move or turn your head.”

     They obeyed quickly.

     “I gotta have money.” He threw shoelaces on the bed. “Tie his hands,” the intruder snarled. “Tie it tight or I’ll kill you.”

     Wife, though naked, did as intruder had ordered. Then he ordered her: “Get on your stomach.”  He tied her wrists and retied the man’s wrists. He tied their ankles but he tied the woman’s loosely.

     “Where’s the money? Don’t look at me, motherfucker.”

     The woman replied that her purse was in the kitchen.

     The assailant then leaned over them and said with a sinister whisper: “I’ll kill you, you motherfuckers.”

     They heard him rummaging in other parts of house. When he returned he was more threatening. “I can’t find your purse. One move, motherfucker . . .” he warned with deadly intent. He left and ransacked the house. He came back again. “Where’s your purse. I can’t find it.” Once again, she told him that it was “on the kitchen sink.” Assailant untied her ankles. “Show me.” He pulled her up from the bed and pushed her out of the room and down the hall. When they entered the living room, he ordered her to lie down. He retied her ankles.

     “Turn over,” he ordered. From the way the flashlight beam moved, she knew he was coasting it over her naked body. Then she heard him lubricating himself. He walked away and she heard him in the kitchen, then walking down the hall, and suddenly, without sound, he was there standing over her again. He knelt by her shoulder and pulled shorts over her head as a blindfold.

     “Now, I’m going to kill you. Cut your throat.”

     The assailant walked back to the kitchen. The victim heard him repeatedly mutter. “I’ll kill ’em, I’ll kill ’em, I’ll kill ’em, I’ll kill ’em.”

     It was now that she heard him walking down the hall, muttering some more. She rolled and got up to her feet and start hopping for the front door. She tripped and fell against the wall. She still couldn’t see, but she hopped to the front door area. She was able to open the door and then the ankle bindings feel free. She bolted, screaming.

     Victim then slammed into the side of the house. Assailant had approached her silently. She only knew he was there when he now grabbed her and pulled her by the arm to the ground. His gloved hand clutched her mouth. He hissed into her face: “I told you to be quiet.” He pressed a knife against her throat. He pulled her to her feet and directed her to the house. Inside, he pushed her on the floor and tied her ankles.

     Having heard the screaming, the man believed she was being killed. He swung out of the bed and got to the sliding glass door (hopping). He got outside and hopped into the bushes in the dark shadows of the fence. He tried to break down the fence by throwing his body into it, but it was too secure. He fell down and hid in the shadows.

     No sooner had he done this when the assailant’s flashlight beam coasted about the backyard, trying to locate him. No luck. The assailant couldn’t see him. He turned and went back inside the house. His neighbor’s lights came on and he began to yell.

     During this time the woman freed her ankles again. She heard a vehicle leave. Believing it was the assailant she went down the hallway to find her boyfriend. Her blindfold began to fall off and she could partly see. She tried to put a bathrobe on over her shoulders, enough for modesty; then she ran down the hall and out the front door. Her robe fell off but she kept running. She
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ran naked in front of a passing car, screaming for help.

     At this time an off-duty FBI agent was in pursuit of a male whom he had seen darting off from the house down the long driveway. This male was wearing a ski mask. The agent had chased the masked biker down Queen Ann Lane, then left on Kellogg Drive and then right on San Patricio, where he lost him. The masked biker had dumped the bike, jumped over fences and must have run across the school grounds north again to Queen Ann Lane. The bike was a ten-speed 27 in. Nishiki. A black handled steak knife was recovered as well

     The agent returned to his house. The female victim was lying on his front lawn screaming uncontrollably.

   Sheriff deputies arrived to locate victim on her neighbors front lawn screaming. Proceeding up the long drive, they entered the house, saw the scene and then while searching the yard found the boyfriend still tied up under the orange tree.


Investigation showed that suspect had pried open the rear sliding glass door with a screwdriver type of tool.

   The bicycle used by the assailant had been stolen. It was registered to a US parole officer. It had been taken from his N. Patterson Ave. residence sometime after 7 p.m.)

   Shoe impressions were found both in the victims’ yard and in neighbors’ yards. They matched impressions found near the Parole officer’s house where the bike had been stolen.

     Santa Barbara County sheriffs had little reason to believe that this was anything more than a botched burglary.


Suspect was a white male about 5 foot 10 or 11 inches. He was wearing a Pendleton type shirt and dark ski mask. The FBI agent also noticed he had some kind of  holster on his belt on the right side.


Geography perfectly fits the EAR’s stalking/prowling MO. This was his first attack in Southern California and the first attack since this July 5 attempt in Danville.

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N. Kellogg and Castle Oaks, with San Patricio in the left curve on N. Kellogg. In the lower center is part of a condominium complex, where 2 people would soon be murdered in December 1979. 


The house is a single story, detached middle class home.


Well, so much here is familiar to the reader by now, if you’ve followed a chronological surfing through this case as presented here. Everything fits EAR, but it was far away from the northern California crimes and no one in so. Cal truly suspected this was anything more than a botched burglary.

     But from our vantage there is much more. Not only do we know this is EAR, we see something else. After EAR had left Sacramento and took up some form of permanent residence in the East Bay Area of the Highway 680 corridor, his early attacks were noted for being more violent from the start. He slapped one of the Concord victim’s husband on the side of the head with his gun for little reason.

     This now, the first attack in so. Cal, The EAR is also particularly aggressive. He’s kicking on their bed to wake them, cussing them out right away, and threatening them without any of his customary “ifs” included. There’s no “if” you try something I will kill you. There is only “I am going to kill you.” 

     It worked. It so set off the couple that they tried and finally succeeded in getting away from him.

     Was he truly going to kill them? Personally I do not think so. He was following his pattern. He hadn’t struck in a long time. He had moved far away. He was more threatening, more in need of his thrill. But he had the ability to kill and he didn’t. He didn’t kill the female but brought her back in and retied her.

     One can argue that EAR didn’t like a quick thrill. He liked to torment his victims for hours. Getting angry and suddenly killing the woman for getting temporarily away wasn’t his style. True, and it’s a question of personal conjecture. But I prefer from the buildup of clues and evidence to believe that EAR was merely starting another rape spree.

     He was foolish, of course, from our vantage. After a few of these, the local authorities would have realized who they had on their hands. But EAR liked the communities to know it was him.

     From a police point of view, however, this would narrow down the suspects to someone who had recently moved. Finding him this way is still a long shot, for there is no guarantee that EAR moved to Santa Barbara County.

     EAR only had an average intelligence. I disagree with those who say he was quite intelligent. He was methodical, calculating and shrewd, but even an average mind that obsesses on one thing, as EAR most certainly must have done on his crime spree, will do well at it.

   The EAR’s use of a bicycle was not only old hat for his MO, he stuck to his method of parking in a blind spot by the school and then going in one direction to find a home where Blindspot-QALane2-iconhe could steal a bike. Then he rode it past where he had parked and went the other direction to Queen Ann Lane. This was his kibitzing. This is what he did in Walnut Creek and other places. Without a doubt, for we have the report of the bike stolen from Los Banos Way, the fact EAR had parked on San Jose Court, and then the fact that both homes that he had struck were on the other side of San Jose Court off San Pedro Court and El Divisadero Drive.

     Although I do not think EAR intended to kill, this was most definitely the first attack after a failure, a failure in which the creep was shouted out of the condo in Danville. EAR was always more violent after a failure. He was also more violent after a major move if his behavior in Concord is any clue.

     From all that has been seen in EAR’s pattern of failure, the next victim would feel the scorn of it. But it seems the next victim also said “to hell” with the masked intruder in their home. EAR would go berserk and turn murderer. This would begin the career of The Original Night Stalker.