gone far? it s inappropriate, doesn t make him a murder. you have a wolf in sheep s clothing. sinister minister. the man of the cloth, inspired from the pulpit. we went away feeling that you had heard something. marrying the faithful. he officiated over my son and daughter in law s wedding. counsel the trouble. he is so good at understanding how to comfort other people. but one of the ministers is expected to have gotten it all. i believe it was all fraud. the minister? will the minister roll. i think he was hiding behind that hat. but whether a stranger in crown circle robes carrying out the devil s business. i believe he plays on the vulnerable people. laying hands where he shouldn t. minister into more than a sole. he would basically council his way right into their bedrooms. just who was the reverend arthur burton sherman? reverend sherman, a.b. to his friends. was a small town methodist priest or in small town, pennsylvania. he
photo of his mom in happier times. mother, son and the grandson that she doted on. she looks so happy with all of us together. they re on the couch. and i place that in her hands to hold. as you touched her hand, her fingers, were you getting anything back? no. and, as i put the picture in her hand out whispered in her ear that i loved her and hope she could hear me. a solemn village all began. a light heading away amid intensive care machinery. how are you comforting one another? hugging, crying together. holding on to each other. seeing some prayers. at the hospital, betty s husband of seven years, pastor sherman out, see to the family at times. obviously just friends. but perhaps, they thought he was still in shock. after all, he had walked away virtually unscathed. in a car crash that left his wife on cry life support.
trail of women extending back for decades. there was never appeared in this man s life where he s not got some women on the hook. we look back, you know, into the 70s and is the 80s and it s a constant, you know, you could see the pattern right pleading itself over and over again. but, even if the pastor was a chronic philanderer as investigators thought, why was that a reason for killing his wives? it seemed to them that he had been cheating on them for years. why resort to murder? investigators speculated something must have changed. whatever, was there was a sense but he was a troubled woman just before the car accident. well, a month or two before her death, there was a noticeable lack of a growing this with the church that they took note of. and, remember this posted note, the pastor had a touch to betty s last birthday card. the one her son, nate, had come upon as we look through a box of keepsakes. the one that, said he was sorry for all the pain he had caused her but so
. but a deep sadness fell over the family when the wife of four years suddenly died. the daughter requires the farm to be when it was a hard year after. he was a sad guy? yes. but life goes on and her father did in time, meet somebody who would become their stepmother. a recently divorced woman named betty who shared his love for running and the outdoors. they did seem like they were best friend, they really seem like they had this closeness. i like betty. and betty was loved by and everyone, her sister gina remembers how she made strangers feel instantly comfortable. no matter who you were, it was always hello. and you got a hug. everybody got a hug. and out of everything in her life, that he was enormously proud of her grown son, nate. so if first impressions count. what s your first impression of
evidence that told me immediately that she was bleeding prior to that crash. it had nothing to do with the deer slamming into the windshield? absolutely not. could a.b. have done something so monstrous as to stage a car accident as a cover-up for murder? it was shocking to contemplate. as the investigation was ramping up, members of betty s family were wrestling with the past. reliving betty s final days. things just weren t adding up. betty sun nate, was bothered by one of the last phone calls that he had. i could tell there was something wrong. i just couldn t put my finger on it. but when he sifted through a box of momentous the stepfather had given up after the funeral. he found a birthday card that a.b. had written to betty only a couple of weeks before she died. tucked inside of it was a post-it note. for the post it notes that for all of the pain i caused, you i am sorry. i hope someday you will be free to laugh again. free to soar. truly free. and the world free was