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(It’s been a long while since I have written via this blog. However, here we are!)
25 … a number divisible by 5 … can be represented as a fraction as ¼ … is a U.S. coin with President Washington’s profile on one side and a varied design on the other … And, it is also the number of years since Kathleen Heisey’s life was taken from us and her murder has remained unsolved.
25 years ago – the last day I spent with her, approximately two days before her death – my kids were in tow– ages 6, 4 and 2 – and Kathleen and I spent approximately $200K in state monies that was on the verge of being sent back to Sacramento if not spent by June 30th! These monies were to support Pete Wilson’s “Class Size Reduction” movement and the district did not let site principals know the remaining balance until a week before the due date. The other elementary principal was on vacation and didn’t want to deal with the hassle of spending so much in so little time. Kathleen and I, however, were ready to for the challenge on that hot Friday in Bakersfield. She had put feelers out to other teachers about their needs and wants. Then, she and I hit G.W. School Supply (which at the time was located in a tiny shopping outlet at the corner of California and Oak and was named something else at the time). We filled shopping carts with puppets, teaching supplies, incentives, and all sorts of other goodies. From there, we moved onto Barnes and Noble and CompUSA where we had personal shoppers assigned to us to take our orders. The morning ended with McDonald’s Happy Meals and wind-up Mulan toys (the original cartoon and not the live action remake) and much laughter and many squeals from everyone – including Kathleen – filled the air. I said, “See you later! Enjoy the rest of your weekend! … And, I’ll talk to you on Monday as I am doing a training in my classroom at Browning Road.” And we said our goodbyes and went our separate ways. Monday came, and as I have written before, I fumbled with the newly installed gates around Browning Road School. Previously, the campus was wide open and no gates or fences existed as Columbine had not yet happened. The gates were new security and you had to unlock and open, drive your car out, and then get out of your car and lock again. Kathleen was not at school. No green Saturn with the license plate, “KATEHIC”, in the lot. I called her at home via my brand new, fancy Nokia flip phone that had a limit of like 30 mins/month for calling, only. Texting wasn’t even an option at that point and with that model! No answer. I left a message, “Hey it’s me. I think I must have missed you as I don’t see your car. Just checking in if you wanted me to lock up”. Nothing …
And the next day … my world was never the same. Many of us who knew and loved Kathleen were now rowing a paddle boat in a different, unknown and unplanned direction, with little to no guidance as to how to proceed. The news was all over Bakersfield – on the radio, TV, newspaper, and via numerous landline phone calls (that was the norm 25 years ago!)– Kathleen had been found murdered in her house. The same house that I had visited numerous times … the place where her daughter, Lisa, had taken photos of my kids in the backyard … Gone … Lots of suspicion and finger pointing of possible suspects … but nothing definitive. No arrests …
Now, it is 25 years later …. A lot of things have changed … currently, I use an iPhone 12 Max that not only calls but can talk to me, navigate, surf the web, and entertain me with various apps – just to name a few functions! That 4-year-old that I had with me for our shopping spree? She just graduated from veterinarian school and is completing an internship in neurology a few miles from my house. Each day, she is leaving the house in scrubs and with a stethoscope around her neck. The other two have full time jobs and our sharing a townhouse in Bakersfield and are doing well as a thirty-something and an almost thirty-something. Myself? I no longer call Bakersfield home and moved to Los Angeles. Since then I have worked with three county offices, three other districts, and an additional school site. I have divorced and continued to make some poor choices when it comes to selecting a potential partner. Kathleen missed the birth of grandchildren, including one who just graduated from high school and I was fortunate enough to join family and friends to celebrate her and her mother with this milestone!
What has stayed the same over these 25 years is that I have never forgotten … and I know I am not alone. Every day, I think of Kathleen and the impact she had on me personally and professionally. I have a photo of her that is always displayed at my desk. I always remember her words to me about doing what is best for students and not for the adults. That sometimes it takes courage to stand up to the Goliaths of this world but the King Sauls need us too! Almost every decision I make in my life, I think, what would Kathleen say or do?
As time has passed, I have tried to help lend my voice, my memories, my actions to find answers to our questions. Who murdered my dear friend? I have been interviewed on local and national programs – by armchair gumshoes and professionals. No one has helped clear the muddy, confusing waters … Potential suspects and other witnesses have been struck with illness and death over these 25 years. From observation, it appears that the investigation, professionally, was more about the “three steps backward” than the “two steps forward”.
And, it’s frustrating … disappointing … disillusioning … that we do not have any more definitive answers from those who have investigated than we did after the first 24 hours.
I have, myself, become a bit of a true crime junky in the process. How do others get the answers and not us? One of my current favorites is a show called Cold Justice and a former prosecutor from Texas helps small town American law enforcement review cold cases and find evidence – even if it is just circumstantial – to take to a prosecutor. Maybe it is because this series is part of the Dick Wolf universe and I am a card caring member? … however … I love the premise … What details were overlooked? What details need to be looked at again? Who of all the potential suspects can be eliminated?
25 years later … almost a lifetime, it seems … and yet, almost, like yesterday. When will there be justice for and answers about our dear Kathleen and a life cut way too short?
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