And all the horror they, roth is buried in archives. memorialized in media, long obsolete. yet, somehow, it feels present. that hot summer night that caught the world unprepared when los angeles became, suddenly, a very scary place. . it was august 9th, 1969, around 8 am. officer jerry derosa was a young cop with the lapd working the day shift. the first call i got was to go to it turned out a drunk in a car. august for sir rosa cruised up the canyon and found the dead and street called c on a drive. a neighbor flagged him down, and suddenly the drunk in a car called became something else.
That hot summer night that caught the world utterly unprepared. when los angeles became suddenly a very scary place. it was august 9th, 1969, around 8:00 a.m. officer jerry derosa was a young cop with the lapd working the day shift. the first call i got was to go out to ciela drive coming out as a drunk in a car. the officer cruised up the canyon and found the dead-end street. a neighbor flagged him down. suddenly the drunk in a car call became something else. he had told me that the maid came running back out, yelling blood and bodies. derosa, all alone, nosed his squad car up a gated driveway. he could see right away things weren t right. the telephone wires that had
The story of charles manson is buried in archives, memorialized in media and yet somehow it feels present. that hot summer night that caught the world unprepared. when los angeles became suddenly a very scary place. it was august 9th, 1969 around 8:00 a.m. officer was a young cop with the lapd working the day shift. the first call i got was to go to the drive. it came out as a drunk in a car. the officer cruised up the canyon. and found the dead end street. a neighbor flagged him down and suddenly, the drunk in a car call became something else. he had told me that the maid