1.0 out of 5 stars
TRASHY ONE-SIDED ACCOUNT WITH NOTNING NEW AT ALL!, April 25 2013
This review is for the hardcover edition measuring 9 1/2 X 6 1/4 having 270 pages and 16 photo pages.
"Memory takes a lot of poetic license. It omits some details; others are exaggerated, according to the emotional value of the articles it touches, for memory is seated predominantly in the heart."
This author clearly demonstrates the significant difference between an author and a journalist.
From the very beginning of the story we are BOMBARDED with every subtle and not so subtle suggestion she can allude to.
Judd is FOREVER described as thin, frail, the most attractive of the 3...ad nauseum!
We hear ENDLESS stories from 'almost' witnesses and now aged children of maybe could have been witness if only they'd been called and so on.
One pathetic story tells us of 'evidence' of police skullduggery and evidence hiding and blundering.
It involves the daughter of a plumber.
According to her testimony ( given some 61 years later ) she's SURE she heard her dad tell her mum that HE had been the plumber the police called to clean out the drains in the murder house and he found evidence ( which naturally they decided to hide ).
Unfortunately there is NO SUCH RECORD of him or his 'plumbing' duties for the police...in fact evidence was that there was ANOTHER plumber called and there was NO EVIDENCE in the drains.
The author's conclusion.....police cover-up ...
The possibility that the plumber's daughter might be wrong or lying some 61 years later doesn't seem to occur to her, but rather the 'evidence' of this ancient 'witness'.
Similarly Winnie Judd's SEVERAL confessions ( all different by the way ) are to be DISMISSED by a BRAND NEW statement of fact......MADE 60 YEARS after the murders.
GEE......ANOTHER CONFESSION....WHAT A SURPRISE.
All in all this is a sad and sloppily written HEAVILY-SLANTED account of a murderer tried and convicted 60 years ago with a more or less correct conviction.
Once again the author wishes to introduce a large school of RED HERRINGS re: who may or may not have helped her cut up, pack in suitcases and dispose of the bodies but no matter how she tries we end up wondering WHY ON EARTH are we wasting time on her could-be, might be, must be helper?
Endless pages and chapters are spent proving to us that she was too 'frail' or 'thin' or 'weak' to have done those things meanwhile omitting the regular accounts of bus-lifting grandmothers saving their grandkids.
Surely what is of primary concern is WHO DID THE MURDERS.....and of that, there is NO DOUBT AT ALL!
In the law of today she would undoubtedly have been charged only with 2nd degree or less but on careful read of the coroner's report it becomes quite clear that BOTH victims were killed AS THEY LAY IN THEIR BEDS.
As many a learned jurist has declared.....time doesn't IMPROVE your memory of events.
In short, the author wishes us to believe that NEARLY EVERYONE in the case, from the prosecuting attorney to the police, witnesses, friends and family, newspapers and everyday people were ALL LYING......only WRJ tells us the truth....well...er....61 years later anyway.
For anyone SERIOUSLY interested in true crime stories STAY AWAY FROM THIS NEAR-FICTION account.
P.S. To add INSULT to injury there are some 14 pictures of WRJ looking 'pathetic, thin and frail'.....and only 1 of the murder scene and NONE AT ALL OF THE 2 MURDERED GIRLS..........SHAME ON YOU!!