which only led to more stress with his wife. maybe that was the reason mike began waking ellen up in the middle of the night to vent his anger. it was yelling and demeaning and calling names. telling me how worth louseless . he wouldn t necessarily want to have the big fights in front of elizabeth. ellen was boss to a bunch of men. and she feared if she showed a single chunk in the emotional armor, she would never be effective. it s all about the woman thing. and they won t respect you anymore? right. but she did say now that mike was sick she d be there for him, as she d promised, through the good times and the bad. she asked to see him through
that was the final straw. we were on board that my brother would have definitely shown up for his own father s funeral. but ellen and their children showed up. they no longer kept in touch with the family but seen the death announcement in the newspaper and came to pay their respects. we weren t expecting them. so it was a little strange, kind of caught us off guard but once again we are in a state of mourning. dedon t want to create issues. we weren t going to have them escorted out. after all, mike s deceased father was the grandfather to elizabeth and step grandfather to ellen s son michael. we let them come up to the casket, have their bereavement time and all of a sudden we noticed michael was hysterical, crying uncontrollably. at that point, my sister and i are just looking at each other and poking each other thinking, what? michael cried so hysterically
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 received a followup call from the albuquerque police department. the investigator wanted to know if she had spoken with mike. you said what? i say that i don t consider him missing. that he is right where he wants to be. that he left me with this gay boyfriend and that i haven t heard from him since. police seemed to find it understandable that perhaps ellen didn t really care much about mike s whereabouts at that point. they never asked me anymore questions. ever show up at your house? nope. whatever suspicions mike s side of the family had police apparently didn t share them. so with a few computer key strokes and without the family s
i have never seen him so angry. ever. she says she ran to the bedroom and got the gun from the closet. the gun that 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 going to tell anyone. she is taunting you. he s taunting me. saying you don t have the courage to shoot me? calling me, you know, a [ bleep ] and telling me what a rotten person i am, screaming at me. in that moment of fear, ellen says, she pulled the trigger, not once, not twice, but repeatedly. i emptied the gun. i have never been so afraid in my life. he turned around and ran away from you. and you kept shooting. i did. i kept shooting. how far did he get? ten feet. then what happened? then the fell down. elizabeth, mike and ellen s 6-year-old daughter was fast asleep in the bedroom.
then he fell down. elizabeth, mike and ellen s 6-year-old daughter was fast asleep in the bedroom. she didn t wake up. but ellen s son michael 17 was in his bedroom and he did. he was calling 911. i told him to hang it up, michael. and he hung up. and he hung up and i sat down on the step waiting for the police to come. but the police never did show.