Epilogue
S OMEONE WHO KNEW Donna Trapani very well once told me that Donna was the type of woman to either end up someones bitch within the first few weeks of being behind bars, catering to that inmates every need, or literally running the prison herself.
As of this writing, the latter seems to be at least somewhat true.
Same as I do in all of the cases I cover, I wrote to the major players here as well.
Kevin Ouellette never answered. He had spoken his peace, apparently, and that was itthe guy was going to let his testimony and interviews with the police speak for themselves.
Patrick Alexander was a different story. Patrick sent me what was a rather hilarious return missive. I should say that there was a part of me that expected this. Nonetheless, Patrick did his best to explain himself. The letter, to my great surprise and pleasure, like the one I would soon receive from Donna, was typed. I always appreciate it when inmates type their responses. It beats the chicken scratch I routinely receive.
Patrick told me it had taken him some time to respond (several weeks, actually) because he had thought long and hard about talking with me. He had finally come to a few conclusions he wanted to share.
This should be good, I thought while reading the opening of his letter.
Patrick did not disappoint. He said, number one, he would not give [me] permission to use [his] name in [my] book. His main reason for this was that he wanted to know more about how I was going to spin the story. Yes, spin the story. (He must have been watching lots of The OReilly Factor. ) He said he had no problem corresponding with me, but he would have a hard time remembering various aspects of his case because he did not have any of the documents. He had been given copies of his court papers but, he added, over the course of being locked up, he had lost all of them. Of course, he wanted me to attain these documents for him and send copies to the prison.
Next he apologized for asking the question before he let it rip, warning me that he was a human being and must ask (emphasis added). He wanted to know if there was any possibility for him to get paid for helping me with the book.
Sure, the checks in the mail, Pat.
Once again, the very thing that had landed the guy in prisongreedwas there pushing Patrick Alexander to act.
I never responded to this admitted murderer. Whats the point? A guy who had pled to a murder charge in open court on the record who thinks I cannot use his name without his permission is not someone I need to be involved with. Plus, he asked for money. How could I ever trust the mans integrity? Truth be told, Patrick Alexander gave the police an entire narrative and testified in two trials. There was plenty of information about him, his crimes, and his role in Gails murder.
I wrote to Sybil Padgett and Donna Trapani, separately. They are housed in the same facility.
Sybil did not respond.
When Donna wrote me back, I realized why Sybil had not responded.
Donna opened her letter by apologizing for not writing sooner, but she wanted me to know that she had been spending every waking hour preparing to meet deadlines for appeals. This is what I admire about convicted murderers: the fact that they never give up on the appeal process; that tenacity to always believe, around every corner, that freedom awaits, if only they say the right thing and appeal to the right judge.
Donna thanked me for my interest in [her] case. She did wonder, however, why I was interested. She was open to the matter of being interviewed, but wanted to know what had sparked my interest in her case. She claimed to be hurt severely, as well as her family by all the mass media coverage that took place during her trial. She blamed the media for her fathers death. She said Charlie, her ex-husband, regretted what he had told the media and was still angry about her affair and wanted revenge at the time.
Revenge? What in the world was this crazy woman insinuating now? After all these years, was she going to blame Gails murder on her ex-husband, Charlie?
Donna went on to say she and Charlie had resolved everything between them in 2003, and, sadly, Charlie died of cancer in 2009.
Ah, there she goesblame the dead guy. If possible, they all try it.
Donna next wanted to know how I would portray her in the book. She had moved on. She could never speak to me on the telephone because all conversations are recorded.
Then came a point where Donna told me, in not so many words, how she still, to this day, controls Sybil Padgett. Donna said she knew I had written to her codefendant, Padgett, so she was not sure, she continued, if my request to interview her was about Donna or Sybil.
I wrote back. My response is worth printing here, in partnamely, because I never heard from Donna again after sending the letter:
Dear Donna:
Your case interests me because I like to write about families and their struggles.... I would portray Gails murder and this caseand youas the truth emerges and I investigate the case from top to bottom, and interview all of the players involved.... I report the truth as I [discover] it. I didnt find mass media coverage of your case; in fact, there is not a lot of newspaper reporting out there today. What mass media are you referring to? If you have any of those stories, send them along, and we can discuss them.
I am so sorry to hear about your ex-husbands death. I call cancer the most deadly serial killer in the world!
You have nothing to fear from recorded phone calls. What, possibly, could the prison be interested in with you talking to me? So what if they record the calls! If you want me to tell your story, the truth is nothing to be afraid of sharing with anyone who wants to listen....
Hope to hear from you soon....
Donna Trapanis and Sybil Padgetts appeals were denied. I am sure they will continue to appeal all the way up to the U.S. Supreme Court, as Donna contended in her letter to me. But lets be fair here. As the appeals court ruled: The evidence was sufficient to support... [their] convictions.
Its over, ladies. Accept defeat and move on.
I think I can speak for Gail here when I say, Ask for forgiveness and repent.
Emily Fulton wanted readers to know a few things about her father. The person she talked about in this book, Emily wanted to be clear, is not the same man she knows today.
He did get help and is a better person now, Emily said of her father. I know that my dad is not perfect, but he is a lot better than he was so long ago when all of that stuff was happening. My dad... is not dark (from an energy standpoint) like he was and he is actually quite nice to be around.
George Fulton remarried in 2004. George refused to talk to me. He said, through Emily, that he is writing his own book and would rather put all of this behind him. I have nothing against George Fulton or the decisions he made. In keeping with the metaphor of the book, Georges mistakes are his cross to carry. Things happen, I understand. Marriageswithin the Christian community or notgo through ups and downs, fail and survive. The sad part of this, in my opinion, is that George never realized (until it was too late) that he had brought an unstable, crazy woman, with obsessive personality disorders, into the marriage in meeting and hooking up with Donna Trapani. He would have never done so, I believe, had he known the type of woman Donna was.