Today marks the beginning of Autumn here in the States. This means cooler weather – squeals with delight. I’m so ready! This heat has almost gotten to me. I hate heat. I’d much rather be cool and running around the Hotel Thompson having fun with everyone. So today my friends – Happy Autumn!
Sometimes you hear about something on the news that totally blows your mind away. Some of you may know, we watch a lot of paranormal shows here at the Hotel Thompson. That’s something that intrigues us. In watching these shows, you get to know some of the people that you see. And with social media the way it is these days, you even get to chat with these people from time to time. You may not have met in real life but like people here on the blog or on Facebook, you become friends.
Mom spoke to one of these friends a couple of weeks ago when she posted that she and her husband were separating. Of course, we never know the circumstances from any marriage, behind any closed door or what takes place between a couple. You don’t throw judgement, you support the decision and try to help.
Yesterday morning, the estranged husband kidnapped his wife and held her hostage in Nevada. There was a police stand off and SWAT was called to the scene. The husband not only ended up killing his wife and himself, there was also a third person whose name has not been released yet.
This situation has just touched my heart so hard and I had difficulty sleeping last night from thinking about it all. After doing some research on line, I saw that there was some difficulties in the relationship since earlier this year and one or the other was charged with domestic violence on two different situations. It still doesn’t make sense why it needed to come to this. What did it solve? You have the family and the public/fans of the couple just questioning why? It makes sense if you are having difficulty in a relationship to move on and give each other some breathing room. Why did it have to escalate not to 1 but 3 deaths is just unimaginable.
Friends and visitors to my blog, if you are in a relationship with domestic violence, please get help. Don’t stay. Don’t be a statistic. Call the National Domestic Violence Hotline. I know that’s easier said than done. And I know that none of us know the exact circumstances to this case and that there are always two sides to every story. But please get and be safe. Life is too short and precious.
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Oh my pigs!! I read this story the other day and was shocked and amazed. You see I love these shows like 
Forensic Files and don’t get me started with the Investigative Discovery channel. You can *always* see them on my television in my bedroom. But I digress. I was reading this story which is a wonderful case of is it murder or was it suicide. I had to share. Forgive me cause it’s kind of long – but you have to read it. It’s good and will make you go WOWZER!
The medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald Opus and concluded that he died from a gunshot wound to the head caused by a shotgun. Investigation to that point had revealed that Opus had jumped from the top of the tenth story building with the intent on committing suicide due to a note he had left. As he passed the ninth floor on the way down, there was a shotgun blast through a window that killed him instantly. Neither the shooter from the ninth floor nor Opus was aware that a safety net had been put up at the eighth story floor level to protect some window washers therefore Opus would not have been able to commit suicide.
Now let’s talk about that shot on the ninth floor. There was an elderly man/woman who were having a domestic dispute. They had been married for forty years and in those years, they would argue and the man would always wave his shotgun at his wife. Now, in all of those years the shotgun has never been loaded. It was a mere threat that the man would make and both of them knew it was just a gesture and he didn’t actually mean anything by it. But this date… this date the gun went off, went through the window and made contact with the guy jumping from the roof hitting him in the head and killing him instantly.
Why was there a bullet in the shotgun all of a sudden after all of these years not being one? Well, the elderly man/woman had a son. The son was upset that the mom had stopped supporting him financially. The son thought by loading the shotgun, his dad would ‘accidentally’ shoot his mother and therefore he would then be able to get some money from his father. For six weeks, the son waited for the great argument to no avail.
Now keep up with me here because this is where it gets really interesting. The son got depressed because things weren’t happening fast enough. So what does he do? He leaves a suicide note and decides to jump off of the building. You see the elderly couple’s son was Ronald Opus.
So my friends here is the question – homicide or suicide?
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