insist that he stop because he wouldn t by himself. couldn t imagine him having to do that. for those first few days after my mom was murdered and up until the funeral things were really in a fog. i was just in a state of shock. patty was driving the getaway car, and according to the felony murder rule, anybody who is a participant in a felony and there s a murder, they re also responsible for that murder. from april 21st, 1975, we ve all lived with the death of myrna opsahl. it being an accident doesn t
cocking shutgons at t guns at tf our heads. there was a young woman there that was pregnant that they beat her up and she lost her baby. and i remember putting my hand over my mouth so i couldn t subconsciously or otherwise allow any sound to come out. and then it was over. i remember going to the kitchen and getting towels to try to pack mrs. opsahl s wounds. we put the towels on her body. god. it just went through her. and so we knew there was nothing that could be done.
whipping people, jumping over counters, cocking shotguns at the back of our heads. you mother [ bleep ] better put your heads in the dirt or we re going to blow your [ bleep ] heads off. there was a young woman there that was pregnant that they beat her up and she lost her baby. and i remember putting my hand over my mouth so i wouldn t subconsciously or otherwise wouldn t allow any sound to come out. and then it was over. i remember going to the kitchen and getting towels to try to pack mrs. opsahl s wounds. we put the towels on her body. god. it just went through her.
my day started on april 21st, 1975 just like any other day. when the bank opened at 10:00, we opened up the doors. i went whack back to my counter i believe one of the sla members held the door open for my mom and two other women to go in ahead of them. there were three of them. and she was carrying this big heavy old style calculator. next thing you know there s screaming at the back door. my mom had this big adding maine in her hands and wanted to set it down on the counter. emily, she d taken the safety off of her shotgun, and it discharged. that split second of an instant, mrs. opsahl was shot with a 12 gauge shotgun from about six or seven feet from me. and emily was so nervous. that s why she did it. she was so [ bleep ] nervous. people were screaming, yelling, cussing at us, pistol
all lived with the death of myrna opsahl. it being an accident doesn t change anything. it didn t change anything about what i was doing. it didn t alter my bet. it didn t do that for any of us. it made us all amazingly introspective, but we came to the same conclusion. we had to carry on. like many 19-year-olds she s open to the sense of adventure, not skiing in switzerland. this is not skiing the switzerland. 56 days in the closet turned her into an urban guerrilla.