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    Book of Leroy
    Book of Leroy
    Book of Leroy
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    Book of Leroy

    By Lee Creek

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    The story of Leroy Fryrear, who has spent 44 years in prison for a murder and rape he did not commit. Leroy gives an inside look at the brutality that is a part of everyday prison life.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLee Creek
    Release dateMar 14, 2013
    ISBN9781300826910
    Book of Leroy
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    Lee Creek

    Lee Creek, 65, is a retired newspaper and wire service writer and a web designer. He now works as a ghostwriter. He and his wife, Becki, live in the woods in Southern Indiana.

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      Book of Leroy - Lee Creek

      BOOK OF LEROY

      by Lee Creek

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      Genre: Non-fiction

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      Smashwords Edition

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      ©2012 by Karen Dye

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      Published 2013 by Lee Creek

      on Smashwords

      All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced without written permission, except for brief quotations to books and critical reviews. This eBook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This eBook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      This book is dedicated to my family, which has never questioned my innocence in 44 years. And if it hadn’t been for cousin Karen, this book would never have been written.

      Leroy’s Poem

      Trials of error is the justice I’ve gotten,

      My pleas of innocence all but forgotten.

      Except in my heart where I know I’m right,

      My cries of innocence still screams to fight.

      Twelve people brought to light my worst fears,

      It was their decision that I serve all these years.

      No amount of tears or cries of denial,

      Has changed the outcome of my trial.

      My belief in justice ended when I received my fate,

      Changed was my heart of love to a heart of hate.

      That’s what they want, that’s what they breed,

      Killers and con men consumed with greed.

      I send you these words to make you aware,

      Although they’ve killed my belief in justice my heart is still there.

      Good always prevails, or so I’ve been told,

      I guess we’ll see when this all unfolds.

      Bitterness or hate will not consume my heart,

      To them the fight is over; to me it’s just gotten it’s start.

      This all consuming humility,

      They use it to label me, in just one word – guilty.

      I wait for the judge to say, "This man was wronged,

      I order to be made right", only then I can give up the fight.

      I’m afraid that day isn’t anytime near,

      And until then I must remain in here.

      Keep the faith and remain strong,

      ‘Cause one day I will right this unjust wrong.

      – Leroy Fryrear

      Leroy, Eddie and David pose for the

      camera on top of the family boat.

      Prologue

      "What distresses me at times is that I meet a lot of people in their 40’s, 50’s, 60’s, who still say they’re a victim of child abuse."

      – Dave Pelzer

      You are about to read Leroy Fryrear’s life story – to date. Leroy will tell you up front that he is no angel and never was. But he long ago drew a line to his behavior – he would never consider the acts of rape or murder.

      But that did not keep him of being accused of those acts. That did not keep him from being convicted of those acts. And it certainly did not prevent him being punished for those acts.

      Leroy has spent 44 years in prison—years that cost him his marriage, a relationship with his son, and the freedom to smell the honeysuckle he so loves.

      Today, his family is working to get him out on parole or pardon. They are excited about their chances.

      But Leroy is a realist. If it happens, it happens. If it doesn’t, he’s developed an inner peace and strength to carry on with his life – a life filled with guards, bars, violence, inhumanity, dreams, disappointments, frustration, and guarded hope.

      It should be noted that because of the intervening time, many people involved in the case have died, could not be found, refused to be interviewed or because of health reasons were unable to be interviewed.

      Chapter 1

      The Crime

      Weekday mornings at Harris Place frequently found the street fairly active as people left their homes to go to work and to school. Thursday, January 9, 1969, was typical – at least in the beginning.

      Harris Place, located in the Louisville, Ky., suburb of St. Matthews, ran just shy of four blocks long. Homes there were modest, and the people were working class. One end of the street dead-ended in a woods; the other met LaGrange Road, where residents could catch the bus. Behind Harris Place were a fence and a right-of-way that ran along the busy Watterson Expressway. At 7:05 a.m., 18-year-old Faith Ann Callahan left her home wearing her familiar red coat to protect her from the low 20s temperatures and began walking toward the bus stop.

      Faith Ann worked as an audit clerk in a downtown Louisville office for the Kentucky Inspection Bureau.

      She had been in the city for only about six months, ever since her family had moved from New Jersey. She had a good reputation, and the people that knew her really liked her. While she had no close friends at work, she reportedly had a date the night before.

      According to witnesses, while walking to the bus stop she was soon joined by a tall, stocky, youthful man. He was wearing a hoodie. Neighbors said they could not see his face and did not recognize him.

      The rest of the neighborhood was on the move, too. Ruth Gower got her car out of her detached garage about 7:20 a.m. and drove her children to school. She lived next to the Isaacs family, about a block and half down the street from the Callahans, and told police she had neither seen nor heard anything unusual that morning.

      The Everett Fryrear residence was across the street from where Callahan and her parents lived. None of the Fryrears had seen the girl that morning because they were scrambling to get on the road.

      Leroy came up to wake me to get ready for school, his brother, Joe, then 14 years old, said. I turned over to go back to sleep, so he came up about five minutes later to get me up.

      The only reason Leroy was there was because he and his wife were having marital problems, so he was staying with his parents until things were resolved. He had been there about four months.

      We had had our ups and downs, and that was a down period, Leroy said of his marriage to Helen. "I had nothing: no driver’s license, no car, no clothes (I was wearing my dad’s clothes. I’d put them over my clothes to stay warm while working on the docks).

      It may look like we were a troubled couple, he said. Mostly, my dad caused the problems, but I wasn’t man enough to stand up to him. He was saying that I was sterile, and that Troy (Helen and Leroy’s infant son) could not be mine.

      Leroy said his father never liked Helen and did what he could to drive a wedge between them.

      Back at the Fryrear residence, Joe explained that when he went downstairs, Leroy was just then putting his boots on. For some reason, he happened to notice that they were clean and dry.

      Dad had gotten home (from work) and had a bad case of hemorrhoids, Joe explained. Dad couldn’t drive.

      Evelyn Fryrear, the mother, worked at a laundry and had left much earlier for work. Leroy’s driver’s license was suspended, but the boys had another brother, David, 17, who was home on leave from the military. He was sound asleep. Mr. Fryrear woke him and asked if he would drive them to work and school in his car. David agreed and hustled to get out of bed and dressed.

      He took Leroy to work and me to school, Joe said. It was around 7:05-7:10 a.m. when we left.

      Until that point, none of the Fryrear men had left the house.

      David had to take I-65, and despite the dense traffic, Leroy was 10 minutes early to work at his fairly new job at the Marley Sheet Metal Company. There, he worked outside loading trucks and train cars. Sometimes Leroy would go inside and work on air ducts.

      David then drove Joe to Westport Middle School and headed back home and went back to bed. He was tired from his trip home from the military base—and the fact that he and Leroy had gone out and had a couple of beers before going to bed.

      By that time, the neighborhood had quieted down, but that quiet would not last very long.

      Brownie, the Fryrear’s dog, had gotten into a loud and vicious fight with another neighborhood dog. The noise drew Everett and two other neighbors outside, where they pulled the dogs apart. Brownie was bleeding profusely from his ear, so Everett took him home.

      Brownie was a short-haired dachshund, the only

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