I met Michael Rodriguez when I was 17 and I had a daughter with him. He had two sides to him, a loving good side and a crazy side. We spent almost 3 years together and at the end I couldn't wait to get away from him. He never physically hurt me but he did threaten to kill me if I took his daughter away from him. After I left him, I spent many many years looking over my shoulder. I no longer have to do that since he hung himself. After the first year with him, someone brought up that he killed his x wife but it was still unsolved. Not long after that, I was supposed to meet him back in a park in the evening, when I arrived he was sitting at the side of a wading pool that was no longer in use, he was sobbing. I sat down, put my arm around him and said what's wrong. He held out his hand and he said, "I hate what this hand did" It sent chills down my spine and I thought it must be pretty bad if you can't say "I hate what I did, instead he blamed his hand." I didn't ask, I just knew inside what he was referring to. I am glad they solved the crime and I hope he is where he belongs where it is VERY HOT, getting what he deserves for taking Patty's life.
Truth really is stranger than fiction sometimes. I really feel for the whole family, including (strangely enough) the father, who had to live with his own guilt. Not a serial offender I take it? And then he did stick around and raise the kids. I can't even.
I’m unsure how involved he was with raising the kids. The grandmother (who has since died) says she raised them. I’d love to know what the kids think.
As for any guilt he felt, we’ll never know. I imagine there was some, but maybe he rationalized it away.
I met Michael Rodriguez when I was 17 and I had a daughter with him. He had two sides to him, a loving good side and a crazy side. We spent almost 3 years together and at the end I couldn't wait to get away from him. He never physically hurt me but he did threaten to kill me if I took his daughter away from him. After I left him, I spent many many years looking over my shoulder. I no longer have to do that since he hung himself. After the first year with him, someone brought up that he killed his x wife but it was still unsolved. Not long after that, I was supposed to meet him back in a park in the evening, when I arrived he was sitting at the side of a wading pool that was no longer in use, he was sobbing. I sat down, put my arm around him and said what's wrong. He held out his hand and he said, "I hate what this hand did" It sent chills down my spine and I thought it must be pretty bad if you can't say "I hate what I did, instead he blamed his hand." I didn't ask, I just knew inside what he was referring to. I am glad they solved the crime and I hope he is where he belongs where it is VERY HOT, getting what he deserves for taking Patty's life.
Thanks for sharing this story, Kelley. Glad you got out of that situation.
Truth really is stranger than fiction sometimes. I really feel for the whole family, including (strangely enough) the father, who had to live with his own guilt. Not a serial offender I take it? And then he did stick around and raise the kids. I can't even.
I’m unsure how involved he was with raising the kids. The grandmother (who has since died) says she raised them. I’d love to know what the kids think.
As for any guilt he felt, we’ll never know. I imagine there was some, but maybe he rationalized it away.
Chilling. Really good work. I loved the story you based this off of!