Sunday, December 03, 2006

Fox's 11 o'clock news last night alluded to a strangler in Buffalo making America's Most Wanted:

"Buffalo Bike Path Rapist - Fugitive":
For 20 years detectives in Buffalo, NY have been hunting for a predator.
"Bike Path Rapist Investigation Attracts Hundreds of Tip Calls" - WGRZ, 11/17/06:
"The first case was in June of 1986, when a 44-year-old woman was attacked in Buffalo's Delaware Park.

In May of 1990, a woman in her 30's was attacked on the Ellicott Creek bike path in Amherst.

In September of 1990, 22-year-old University at Buffalo student was attacked on the Ellicott Creek bike path."
Delaware Park is a very open and public area.

The bike path has some remote, desolate spots, especially closer to the 990. This isn't a bad map, if you zoom in, like, to 150%. Scroll down and scroll right. The bike path is the green dots.

I'm sure that I ran alone along the bike path from time-to-time.

Everyone thought that the daylight hours were safe times.

Sometimes my hallmate would ride her bike along as I ran. And, when Jeff visited, he would also ride a bike as I ran.

Jeff says that he remembers me mentioning the attacks at the time, but none of the women had been murdered until after I graduated and left campus.

"Warning Issued About Traveling Alone on Bike Paths" - UB NewsCenter, 11/16/06:
"With the establishment of a link between a recent homicide involving the wife of a UB faculty member on a bike path in Clarence and a series of attacks on women in the region more than a decade ago, including one on the bike path near the North Campus in 1990, members of the university community are again reminded that they should not travel alone on the Ellicott Creek bicycle path near the North Campus or on other Western New York pathways.

There is always safety in numbers. If you intend to walk, jog or bicycle on a bicycle path or in other areas, please do so with a friend."
Bike paths are so popular. There was one in Ohio that my brother and I would run along.

And, you know, when you live on a college campus, you just come to expect things like this happening. That's the reality.

One evening after practice, I had a male teammate escort me to my dorm and, during our walk across campus, he was like, "How do you know that you can trust me?!" And I was like, "What? I know your name!" What a doof.

Then there's the time that a deranged young man was hiding in our dorm suite bathroom, in a shower stall. He was apprehended later that day by campus police and all manner of dangerous stuff was found in his car's trunk. Me, when I saw him cowering there behind the shower curtain? I just thought he was someone's boyfriend and I planned to lecture my suitemates later in the day about making their boyfriends use the showers in the next suite, a male suite.

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