Where is MAURA MURRAY

So now we know.. what we mean by the old den mothers running people off the forum?? That has been brought up many times. I won't be leaving and I doubt Mason is leaving anytime soon.

Snowy White wrote:

FireCat wrote:
And you're someone who taught at a law school that closed, and is under investigation, because of monetary scandal and accusations of fraud. Weren't you an associate dean there when that happened?
Unlike what you've said about Weeper and Columbo, these are FACTS.
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Dawn wrote:
Now that FC is LIBEL. again. maybe you need to be taught a lesson about being a bully
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abolutely, Dawn. FC's inference to accuse FL of wrongdoing incorrect and unfounded from the material i've read.
nice twist and spin, FC. good thing you keep a lawyer in your kitchen.

I have a feeling she might need it too.

I sure hope NHSP is watching all this fur fly. They too have to question why strangers are so against - showing a work schedule. Instead - they want to personally attack people. Unless you talked to Fred yourself - you can't answer if/how/or why he chooses not to share.

You certainly have not helped him that is for sure.

elsewherebriefly wrote:

I've been given the impression Mason has politely been trying to distance himself from you over the past couple of days.

trust that your view is a mis-impression. clairvoyance meter needs adjustment.
who smells a rotten kettle of fish?

elsewherebriefly wrote:

Dawn,
What was that about nailing someone's ass??
I've been given the impression Mason has politely been trying to distance himself from you over the past couple of days.
Go back and re-read through the other forum's posts over the past three days and see for yourself.

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EBW writes:
Dawn,

You are a sniveling little snit and you get on my last nerve.

Funny, telling Mason to nail someone to the wall doesn't reflect anger and the possibility you might be the one who needs help.

For those that don't know - Nailing someones ass to the wall is term used in court. The court of law.

I'm not going to call you names - I am better person. Good day

Snowy,

It does not take clairvoyance to read and interpret the New Hampshire Revised Statutes Annotated.

elsewherebriefly wrote:

Snowy,
It does not take clairvoyance to read and interpret the New Hampshire Revised Statutes Annotated.

the collective public knowledge is that no one has been cleared of suspicion by, to include her father, Fred Murray, by a public, formal statement issued by authorities in the disappearance of Maura Murray.

his alibi cannot be presumed to exist.

unless we disagree, anyone is free to draw conclusions.

rewrite/long week -

the collective public knowledge is that no one has been cleared of suspicion by authorities, to include Maura's father, Fred Murray, by way of a public, formal statement about her disappearance.

Fred Murray's alibi cannot be presumed to exist.

anyone should be free to draw their own conclusions and express their own opinions in the absence of proof of his alibi.

Mason wrote:

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You've to be kidding me.
Both had just gotten off work.
Are you really as stupid as your posts indicate?
Since they shared their work schedules, why shouldn't Fred Murray?
You really are stupid.

You've got to be kidding me.
Both said they were working prior to the time they allegedly saw Maura - were they realllly working?
And, if they shared their work schedules, it was with LE, not publicly on a forum as you are asking Fred Murray to do.

Big difference or are you too stupid to understand this?

You are a mean, spiteful, delusionary individual whose inactive J.D. gives him a very self-inflated ego.

elsewherebriefly wrote:

Dawn,
What was that about nailing someone's ass??
I've been given the impression Mason has politely been trying to distance himself from you over the past couple of days.
Go back and re-read through the other forum's posts over the past three days and see for yourself.

Not a chance, EWB.

I support what Dawn says and her right to say it 100%.

And when I am wrong I admit too.

Wowzer
I owe you a sincer apology. I said some things to you that I shouldn't have. I have said you were mean. Couldn't understand the dynamics - now I can see why the locals have been dragged through the mud and have had mud thrown at them time and time again. But attack if questions are asking in another direction. I am sorry. Seeing things for the first time "objectively" regarding the local area.

I can understand if you don't choose to accpet my apology. When I am wrong - I admit it and right away.

Dawn

Lady Gray wrote:

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You've got to be kidding me.
Both said they were working prior to the time they allegedly saw Maura - were they realllly working?
And, if they shared their work schedules, it was with LE, not publicly on a forum as you are asking Fred Murray to do.
Big difference or are you too stupid to understand this?
You are a mean, spiteful, delusionary individual whose inactive J.D. gives him a very self-inflated ego.

Lady Gray,

I was deeply moved to tears by your well thought out remarks and I am so very very sorry. I found out you're right.

The people who live in the Haverhill and Woodsville areas are evil serial killers and Satan worshippers. Many of them even practice cannibalism. I risked my life to uncover the following terrible truths that follow in two parts.

I'm changing my name and moving out of the country so they won't be able to find me.

Thank-you for being such a warm, caring, and wonderful lady. You remind me so much of my gramma.

Sincerely,

Fred Leatherman

PART I -- THE SBD

If you dig really deep into the SBD's schedule, you'll probably find out about the drive-by shooting he committed in downtown Haverhill while driving that big old souped up yellow school bus after dropping off the kids from the ski trip at the high school in Woodsville. He plugged 33 people with the AK47 he always carries with him.

Then he sped back up to Woodsville and turned right on 302 and right again on 112. Then he got stuck behind a girl driving a Saturn too slowly, so he ran her off the road into a ditch and then for good measure, he backed into her so the trailer hitch he specially installed for situations like this would dent the engine hood. He tried to pull away, but the damn Saturn was stuck to the hitch. So he got out of the bus and squeezed off a couple of bursts that caused the spider crack in the windshield, reached through the hole, grabbed the driver by the hair, and pulled her dead body out through the hole super slenderizing her.

Then he opened the gas cap and stuffed her body through the opening into the gas tank, replaced the cap, and drove to his house. Just before he got there, he stopped and applied his specially made super-duper vice grip to the Saturn, pulled it off the trailer hitch, and dumped the Saturn in the ditch all without being seen.

Then he backed up, stopped, put the bus in forward, and rammed the Saturn head-on so the headlights would be cock-eyed. Then he drove home, asked his wife to call 911, and filled out his paperwork for the ski trip waiting for Cecil Smith to arrive.

Later that night, the SBD, the CW, and Cecil Smith popped some cold ones, retrieved the body from the gas tank, and sliced and diced the girl's body into mini-burgers for all the neighborhood cannibals to eat at the Stage Stop during the after-hours poker parties they have there.

As the Cottage Hospital staff was cleaning up the mess from the drive-by the night before, one old timer shook his head and said, "One of these days, we're gonna have to have a word with that mean ol' SBD. We been losing too many of our yung-uns. Ain't good for bidness, No, siree."

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PART TWO -- THE CW

(I had to go deep undercover to do this, just like peripateia said)

Regarding the CWs whereabouts on the evening of February 9, 2004, after he left work at 7 pm.

Now the CW, he be sumptin else. Whoa, Nelly!

He stopped off on in Easton on his way home from work in Franconia to attend the weekly Monday night meeting of the Young American Satanic Worshippers for Christ, or YASWICS WITH A SILENT C, as they prefer to call themselves because ... well, by golly, they have to cuz otherwise it upsets the tourists and dats bad fo bidness.

Ever so offen dey get sum born-again Christians wander in off da street tinkin dat YAHWEH dude from the Bible, yeah. Dat Dude. Yumpin Yesus dat dude scare me. Yeah, he got no sense of humor an he bad fer bidness too, uhm, yeah..

So, we wuz bout to sacrifice a peripuh ... peripuh ... ah cain' say it widdout spittin, man. Any way dis duck. We goin fire it up.

Say, what?

Yeah, do dah ashes to ashes dust to dust thang dah kids like.

Well, I lites da torch an da CW, he look at me an he say don' do dat.

Yeah, but I don want mah kids to cry, right? So ah shoots him. A mans gotta do what a mans gotta do, right? Uhm, yeah. But I misses him an he runs outta dah place.

So we hands out dah torches. Dey ain't cheap, yeah, ah knows dat. Even giv one to da peripuh ... perpuh ... don' you lookit me like dat. Ah told you, ah cain' say it widdout spittin, man. Anyway, ah give one to dis duck an she goes Quack.

Ah axes her if she speak Quack too.

She say Gort, Quack Too Barrata Nick Toe.

Uhm, yeah. Ah nods my head, right?

Dat Gort, he bad fer bidness too, jes like Nick Toe an Yahwee.

Off we go. Yeah, da Christians too. We chases da CW all da way to his place, but by da time we gets dere, we ain't got no lite no mo.

Uhm, yeah. So we sees dis big ol' bus. Uhm, yeah. Yellow bus, big as da sky.

Ah sees Cecil. Hey, Cecil. What chu doin, man?

He don say nuttin. He jes keeps pullin sumptin outta da gas tank.

Yumpin Yeesus! Ah asks him WTF is dat?

An Billy say ... Billy who? Alls ah know is he got hisself a nice house but he sleep in a tent outside. Uhm, yeah. An he do'n wear no skivvies, neither. An folks tink we weird. Uhm, yeah.

OK, so we wrings out da girl dat came outta da gas tank an lites da torches again an we heads to da stage stop fo a BBQ. Uhm, yeah

Bess service ah ever had.

Mason,

Care to tell me I misinterpreted the NH RSA's again?

Mason wrote:

PART I -- THE SBD
If you dig really deep into the SBD's schedule, you'll probably find out about the drive-by shooting he committed in downtown Haverhill while driving that big old souped up yellow school bus after dropping off the kids from the ski trip at the high school in Woodsville. He plugged 33 people with the AK47 he always carries with him.
Then he sped back up to Woodsville and turned right on 302 and right again on 112. Then he got stuck behind a girl driving a Saturn too slowly, so he ran her off the road into a ditch and then for good measure, he backed into her so the trailer hitch he specially installed for situations like this would dent the engine hood. He tried to pull away, but the damn Saturn was stuck to the hitch. So he got out of the bus and squeezed off a couple of bursts that caused the spider crack in the windshield, reached through the hole, grabbed the driver by the hair, and pulled her dead body out through the hole super slenderizing her.
Then he opened the gas cap and stuffed her body through the opening into the gas tank, replaced the cap, and drove to his house. Just before he got there, he stopped and applied his specially made super-duper vice grip to the Saturn, pulled it off the trailer hitch, and dumped the Saturn in the ditch all without being seen.
Then he backed up, stopped, put the bus in forward, and rammed the Saturn head-on so the headlights would be cock-eyed. Then he drove home, asked his wife to call 911, and filled out his paperwork for the ski trip waiting for Cecil Smith to arrive.
Later that night, the SBD, the CW, and Cecil Smith popped some cold ones, retrieved the body from the gas tank, and sliced and diced the girl's body into mini-burgers for all the neighborhood cannibals to eat at the Stage Stop during the after-hours poker parties they have there.
As the Cottage Hospital staff was cleaning up the mess from the drive-by the night before, one old timer shook his head and said, "One of these days, we're gonna have to have a word with that mean ol' SBD. We been losing too many of our yung-uns. Ain't good for bidness, No, siree."
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I must sign in as a duck! Can anyone state this is not inflamatory?!

Mason wrote:

PART TWO -- THE CW
(I had to go deep undercover to do this, just like peripateia said)
Regarding the CWs whereabouts on the evening of February 9, 2004, after he left work at 7 pm.
Now the CW, he be sumptin else. Whoa, Nelly!
He stopped off on in Easton on his way home from work in Franconia to attend the weekly Monday night meeting of the Young American Satanic Worshippers for Christ, or YASWICS WITH A SILENT C, as they prefer to call themselves because ... well, by golly, they have to cuz otherwise it upsets the tourists and dats bad fo bidness.
Ever so offen dey get sum born-again Christians wander in off da street tinkin dat YAHWEH dude from the Bible, yeah. Dat Dude. Yumpin Yesus dat dude scare me. Yeah, he got no sense of humor an he bad fer bidness too, uhm, yeah..
So, we wuz bout to sacrifice a peripuh ... peripuh ... ah cain' say it widdout spittin, man. Any way dis duck. We goin fire it up.
Say, what?
Yeah, do dah ashes to ashes dust to dust thang dah kids like.
Well, I lites da torch an da CW, he look at me an he say don' do dat.
Yeah, but I don want mah kids to cry, right? So ah shoots him. A mans gotta do what a mans gotta do, right? Uhm, yeah. But I misses him an he runs outta dah place.
So we hands out dah torches. Dey ain't cheap, yeah, ah knows dat. Even giv one to da peripuh ... perpuh ... don' you lookit me like dat. Ah told you, ah cain' say it widdout spittin, man. Anyway, ah give one to dis duck an she goes Quack.
Ah axes her if she speak Quack too.
She say Gort, Quack Too Barrata Nick Toe.
Uhm, yeah. Ah nods my head, right?
Dat Gort, he bad fer bidness too, jes like Nick Toe an Yahwee.
Off we go. Yeah, da Christians too. We chases da CW all da way to his place, but by da time we gets dere, we ain't got no lite no mo.
Uhm, yeah. So we sees dis big ol' bus. Uhm, yeah. Yellow bus, big as da sky.
Ah sees Cecil. Hey, Cecil. What chu doin, man?
He don say nuttin. He jes keeps pullin sumptin outta da gas tank.
Yumpin Yeesus! Ah asks him WTF is dat?
An Billy say ... Billy who? Alls ah know is he got hisself a nice house but he sleep in a tent outside. Uhm, yeah. An he do'n wear no skivvies, neither. An folks tink we weird. Uhm, yeah.
OK, so we wrings out da girl dat came outta da gas tank an lites da torches again an we heads to da stage stop fo a BBQ. Uhm, yeah
Bess service ah ever had.

I do not know what else to say except QUACK!

I guess, Mason, I will say you are a very good story teller! Your novel should come out well.

Mason, Sorry, I made a mistake in my last post, it isn't a novel you're writing, it's FICTION! Good job anyway.