Report concerning incidents of following/harassment Monday, September 6, 1982

September 6, 1982. Photo taken at approximately 9:00 a.m. from inside my yard across a fence into the parking lot of a chiropractic clinic adjacent to my yard. The two men are: on the left, the man who had pushed me around on August 29; on the right, the man who had tailed me in the Cadillac. The red van visible in the photo had been parked outside my trailer throughout the previous night. The van was approximately 8 feet away from my trailer at this time.

September 6, 1982. Photo taken from the same location inside my yard. The two men have opened the rear door of the van and one of them appears to be doing something inside.

September 6, 1982. Photo taken from a different angle from inside my yard. The man who had pushed me around on August 29 has now got into the driver’s seat of the van. Also visible is Toyota, license #1CWP062.

September 6, 1982. Photo taken from on top of the fence separating my yard and the chiropractic clinic parking lot. The man who had been driving the Cadillac has come to the driver’s side door and is carrying on a conversation with the other man.

September 6, 1982. Photo taken from on top of the fence separating my yard and the chiropractic clinic parking lot. Mattress and clothing in the rear of the van are visible. The two men have spotted me by this time, and the man in the driver’s seat has raised his body so I could not get a photograph of his face.

September 6, 1982. Photo of Toyota, license #1CWP062, also parked in the chiropractic clinic parking lot adjacent to my yard.

September 6, 1982. Photo of the two men in the van, taken from on top the fence separating my yard and the chiropractic clinic parking lot. The man who had earlier been driving the Cadillac has here apparently resigned himself to having his photograph taken. The other man has pulled his hat down over his eyes.

September 6, 1982. Photo of rear end of the van, showing Florida license #JND 501. Also visible is the Toyota license #1CWP062.

Very late at night September 5 or early September 6, I woke and looked out my bedroom window and saw, just across my property fence, around 8 feet away an orange van. This was in the parking lot of a chiropractic clinic adjacent to my home. I then went back to sleep.

When my wife and I got up, around 8:00 a.m. the van was still parked in the same place. Shortly after 9:00 a.m. I heard some voices across the fence in the vicinity of the van, so I looked over the fence and recognized “Pusher” the man who had pushed me around on August 29. Then I recognized the other person as the driver of the Cadillac identified in my September 4 report (I shall call him “Cad.”)

Pusher and Cad were at that point moving around inside the van. I noted binoculars and two-way radio inside the van. I went back to my trailer, got my camera, got up on the fence and took a number of photographs of them both. When they realized I was there they attempted to cover their faces, then appeared to give up on this, realizing they had been caught.

Parked alongside the van was the Toyota, earlier identified, with license # 1CWP 062. I got down off the fence and photographed the license # of the van, Florida license JND 501.

I requested that the two men leave as I felt my privacy being invaded. They refused. Pusher stated that he had nothing to do with me, didn’t know who I was, was not following me and simply liked sitting in this parking lot on a holiday. Cad said very little during this exchange.

I then called the Costa Mesa police and reported the incident. The person receiving the call took down the information and said that a police officer would be by right away, however no police arrived.

When I made the call, Pusher got in the Toyota and left the chiropractor parking lot. Cad got in the orange van and moved it down about three parking spaces so it would not be right beside my wife’s and my bedroom window.

My wife had written in her log book: “It’s pretty freaky to think that the two guys are in a van not more than 6 feet from our bedroom and bathroom windows spying with binoculars on marital relationships and private functions of life. Pretty sick.”

The rest of the day we were followed closely by the van and the driver Cad. This took in a run in Mariner’s park in Newport Beach, grocery shopping, and going to the car wash.

Later that day the van with both men in it was back in the chiropractor parking lot adjacent to our trailer. A neighbour woman told my wife and me that one of the men had been standing on something looking over our fence at our house.

Twice this day I noted where my followers ran red lights in order to keep up with me. Once was at the corner of Newport Blvd and 18th around 1145 a.m. The other was on 19th St. and Orange around 10:30 a.m.