escort the 20-year-old out of the room. were with he and your father close? not close, per se. i mean he was no closer to my father than he was my mother. it i was a very odd occurrence that we all took note of. there was something else that teri remembers about that day. something that enraged her. ellen at some point comes up to my sister and asks about my father s will. and wanted to know if there was anything in the will provision for his daughter, for mike s daughter. and she s asking about money. and she s asking about money. and the more she thought about it, the more teri had a sinking feeling that ellen knew something about mike s disappearance. she certainly wasn t acting like a woman who was trying to find the father of her child, and we could not understand why she didn t seem the least bit concerned about her child not having her father. it just didn t make sense to mike s side of the family.
ever. reporter: she says she ran to the bedroom and got the gun from the closet. the gun her colleague frank had loaned her. i said i have a gun. he s laughing at me, telling me i m a coward and i m never, ever going to tell anybody. reporter: so he s like taunting you. he s taunting me. reporter: saying you don t have the courage to shoot me. calling me, you know, a pitch a bitch, telling me what a rottern person i am, screaming at me. reporter: and in that moment of fear, ellen said, she pulled the trigger not once, not twice but repeatedly. and i emptied the gun. i had never been so afraid in my life. reporter: he turn around and ran away from you. yes. reporter: and you kept shooting? i did. he turned and i kept shooting. reporter: how far did he get? 10 feet. reporter: then what happened? then he fell down. reporter: elizabeth, mike and
become the thing you are not talking about. right. we never talked about it. once you said to him, i shot mike, go to school. we didn t talk about it. later with michael and elizabeth at school, ellen planned to move the body in to the garage, but there was a problem. trying to get him situated to where i could get him, a board under him to move him to the garage. you couldn t do it asgloen i couldn t do it alone. so you asked your son. yep. you asked michael to help you move the body? yes. he didn t want to. i asked him please. and he said, okay. 17-year-old michael reluctantly agreed. were you aware that you were asking him to essentially help you commit a crime? i wasn t in the frame of mind to believe that as such. yet, at the time, you were
she does ask, your honor, that the court sentence her to five years in prison, which will allow her to at least be at her daughter s college graduation. the judge address ellen directly focusing on the construction waste she had buried on top of her husband s body. it was reported that you unser moanously threw trash in the same hole that mr. snyder had been placed. with that ellen was given the maximum sentence of 11 years behind bars. miss snyder, hopefully once you are released you can get things together and go forward in life. and she hopes to. but until then, ellen told us, she will worry most about her children. daughter elizabeth is now in her
the people he loved, the people he no longer loved. and so the investigation was limited to that of a missing person. winter 2002 turned to spring. no one heard from mike snyder. his expensive mechanics tools lay unused at work. ellen now a single mom filed for divorce. she was awarded the house, the money in their joint account, and sole custody of their daughter elizabeth. when your daughter, mike s daughter, would say to you, wrds daddy? what would you say. i didn t know. that he had left because he was mad at mommy. a year after mike left her, ellen said she could no longer afford that home they built together. now that she only had her salary. so she sold the house and she and her kids, michael and elizabeth moved to a much smaller one. it was fall 2003 when ellen