Correspondence Between John Henry Browne and Ted Bundy (…and the Green River Task Force).

While reading John Henry Browne’s book ‘The Devil’s Defender’ while helping with my local election I discovered a few letters between Ted and John Henry Browne (and one sent to the Green River Task Force) that I never read before. I decided to include them here.

October 31, 1976:
Dear John,
Thank you for your letter of October 27. I too, wish the circumstances of our first contact since last February were different. I had intended to write to you on several occasions during the past several months to express my appreciation for the moral and processional support you have given me and my girlfriend and others close to me.
Recent developments seem to indicate that I will be desperately in need of such support in the near future. I have had a tendency to be overly analytical about the motivations of the Colorado authorities in filing their case at this time. I suppose my real concern should not be ‘why’ they filed but ‘what,’ they filed. Whatever their reasoning, they have taken the plunge and are now committed to follow through. However, according to their own admission, their affidavit outlines the same case they had eight months ago. It is safe to say that bringing the case at this time was prompted by considerations other than the circumstantial evidence contained in the arrest warrant affidavit.
Whether or not their case is a strong one, and I am convinced it is not, the threat I face is considerable for numerous non-evidentiary reasons. First and foremost is the publicity. Next comes my conviction for kidnapping in Utah. The third strike against me involves the significant potential for official misconduct (i.e. falsifying evidence) on the part of those who, ‘believe’ in my guilt and feel as it is their duty to being about my conviction.
Finally, I am at an extreme disadvantage due to both a lack of funds to hire attorneys, investigators and experts. And to the prosecutors seemingly unlimited investigative resources; resources which can, quote, ‘create’ an image of credibility when no case exists. It is this last point [that] most concerns me. If I could fight them on an equal footing I have no doubt I would be acquitted. One man, an attorney. [name removed] no matter how skilled or competent, is no match to prepare a defense to equal the complex case the prosecution has created. Without more assistance, the consequences to my life could be fatal.
You have no obligation to come to my aid, but I am begging you to do so because my life hangs in the balance. I am asking you to provide whatever services you can offer, because I am immensely impressed by your legal intelligence and more so because I like you and feel comfortable with you. I need your help now more than I ever have needed help before in my life. What more can I say except ‘please’ help me?
Sincerely,
Ted
PS: I will avoid discussing details of the Colorado case in letters. I will only talk about the case directly to my present attorneys. If you should have questions, submit them through my present attorneys, and if you haven’t read Colorado’s affidavit, I will ask my present attorney to send you a copy, should you be in a position to help, that is.

November 1976:
Dear John,
I received your letter of November 10 today and find some encouragement in your news, if only because it indicates your continuing willingness to help. I would like to keep my options open regarding my final choice of counsel. I have no contact with my present attorney and will be unable to make a decision about him until I have talked to him personally and at length. I hope you will understand ,my reservations as it is my belief that I must have complete confidence in someone in whose my life will be placed.; I have written my present attorney asking his opinion on several critical matters, including extradition, and requesting a meeting with him before I go to Colorado.
Of course I would prefer an alliance between my present attorney and you. If I had a choice at this moment between the two of you, I would choose you, but I am not sure I can afford that choice.
I am in complete agreement concerning guaranteed reimbursement for expenses and lost salary should I ask you to handle my case. Is there any way you can give me some general estimate of what this might amount to for Ressler and you? I know how difficult this would be, but if I had an idea, I would be able to determine whether or not I am capable of raising such an amount at all.
I wouldn’t hold you to an estimate in any event, but if you are out of the ballpark, I had better know now.
The question of extradition carries more significance for me than whether by fighting it I can avoid it. I will be extradited too no matter what, but by opposing extradition, are there advantages which outweigh the disadvantages?
In your opinion, in a habeas corpus hearing on the matter, would not it be possible to expose more of the prosecution’s case, if indeed there is more, as well as, quote, ‘freeze’ what they already have? I think there is a positive potential here.
Second, I am convinced that much time will be required to prepare my defense. The prosecution has been investigating and building their case for fourteen months. God knows how many man-hours and how much money has been expended. Positions, such as admitting evidence as a, quote, ‘common scheme and plan,’ involving incidents in other jurisdictions have been thoroughly briefed. I need time, and I would rather spend it in the Utah State Prison than in the Pitkin County Jail, fighting extradition. Fighting extradition will buy some time, don’t you think?
The negative consequences to such a fight would be, as you observed, publicity and inferring my uncooperativeness. This is a difficult issue, which ultimately involves the whole area of pretrial publicity in my case.
The first question is what is the volume and substance of publicity at this point in the Glenwood Springs/Aspen area, and what is it likely to be in the future?
I will ask my attorney to make a study of this, should a motion for postponement on grounds of pretrial publicity be warranted. Will my opposition to extradition do any further harm? I am not convinced that it will, especially since I intend to make it clear the reasons why I am fighting extradition: 1) I was not in Colorado at the time of the commission of the crime; and 2) Need time to overcome great prosecution advantage.
Bad reasons, you know. I just thought the effect of fighting extradition is not nearly as damaging as the impact of losing that fight, which will eventually happen.
Now I have changed my mind a lot. Damn it. I think it is perfectly suicidal to rush into a strange state and be represented by an unknown attorney who has but a few weeks to prepare against a case, which the prosecution has been plotting for over a year. I believe it is literally suicide. What do you recommend?
This is a case which will be won or lost by the ability of the defense to do the following: 1) thoroughly field investigate; and 2) Suppress testimony related to other crimes.
I will elaborate more on that issue later. Can’t fit anymore paper in this envelope. Thanks again for the letter.
Hang in there,
Ted

November 29, 1976:
Dear John,
My issue of the Wednesday, November 24, 1976, Seattle Times contains an article on A4 with a bold heading, quote: ‘FBI Links Hair Samples to Bundy.’ This is just not something I expected from the Times. What are they doing, warming up the cross for my execution?
This is one of the most flagrant examples of prosecution by the press that I have ever seen. The worst thing about this Seattle Times article is that it will be carried by the wire services and broadcast in the Denver and the Aspen area.
Damn it John, I can’t get used to this abuse. The impact of this article is deadly, without the knowledge that hair samples are far from being identification.
He goes on to mention, quote, ‘several’ eyewitnesses, when, as you may know, there was one woman who picks my picture one year after the Colorado disappearance and stated that she had passed a, quote, ‘strange’ man in the hall the night of the disappearance, who looked like me, and observation she neglected to mention to police until a year later.
Note also how the fallacious escape materials, also how the escape material allegations is injected to magnify the inferences of guilt.
The intent of the article is purely malicious and prejudicial. I feel powerless as I watch my conviction firsthand by the media. I see this article as part of a calculated attempt to convince the public of the official belief in my guilt, and to influence the outcome of the Colorado trial.
I had to do something. Enclosed you will find a letter to the editor of the Times. Would you read it and if it seems appropriate, do what you can to have it published? ‘Thanks.’
Best regards,
Ted

July 7, 1977:
Dear John,
Good heavens… it has been over three weeks since my early morning call to you upon my return to captivity, and I am just getting around to saying, quote, ‘thank you,’ to you for coming to my aid, coming to aspen, and just generally making mew feel less like a fumbling, stupid idiot I was behaving like.
Aw, but the adventurous chapter is behind me, or so I would like to think at this moment. The ghosts of my escapade will return [in] the form of five counts and a new information. I will behave like the hardened convict I am and say, quote, ‘Fuck it. I have got broad shoulders.’ This is what a hard con would say, isn’t it?
Since my return, I have been in procrastination, in a procrastination inspired slump. (‘I have got plenty of time; the suppression hearing isn’t for two months’).
Instead of working, I have been doing push-ups, pull-ups, jumping rope, and have done my best to emulate Tarzan. I am eating nuts, took vitamins, gagged on nutritional yeast, and in the process have (at least to my own mind) become a superb physical specimen.
Now I am sitting here wondering what makes me want to be so damned healthy.
Today I emerged from both my ‘slump’ and my Fourth of July depression, and decided to entertain myself with the criminal law again. What a shameful attitude. However, working on the case has become both fun and distracting, an attitude which no doubt reinforces the point of view that I shouldn’t be handing this case- bit Christ, if a person can’t enjoy the work, why do it? It is just plain challenging.
It is also just a bit frightening at times, too.
Today, for instance, I decided to research the area of suppression of evidence material and favorable to the defense. Since several re-readings of the documents in question convinces me that they alone might warrant a new trial.
I took the amicus brief that you wrote in the Wright case. I looked up a few cases, the most recent US Supreme Court being US vs. Aggers. What a horrendous case. The Berger Court is very unsound. Agurs [sic], on top of Brady, is like mustard on top of a chocolate cake. It just doesn’t make sense and gives me indigestion. Until… I talked to an attorney (I knew they were good for something); the attorney just happened to mention that aggers came down in June 1976 and that all of the discovery in my case took place between November 1975 and February 1976. Thus, Brady and its progeny, free of the Aggers sliding rule (this is where ethe prosecutor slides everything into the police files and says he never saw the stuff, honest!) would be applied in my case.
Still, this is no guarantee, but I am more confident about receiving a new trial now than ever before.
At this point, however, I think I would lose a new trial in the kidnapping case, but hell, getting there would be half the fun, anyway. So I am fat and healthy, munching on something called, ‘peanuts and caramel log,’ one of many goodies sent to me by my friends. Sounds disgusting, and it is, but I have a munchy mentality and I truly love it.
Thanks again. You have done a great deal for me. I want you to know how I recognize it and appreciate it. Now try to take that to the bank. How much is it worth to you to have me tell you that I can’t imagine a finer defense attorney than yourself? It’s true. I consider myself an expert on the good ones and the bad ones.
Best wishes,
Ted

June 1, 1977:
Dear John,
During the time you stayed in Tallahassee, we had a chance to discuss at length developments in the case. If you feel anything like I do, you are sick and tired of hearing about the Bundy case.
It was great seeing you and talking with you again. There can be little question as to why you are doing so well in your practice’ you are an exceptionally bright and concerned person. You are much more than that, but that way in which you reach out to those whose causes you advocate is extraordinary.
I am fortunate to have you on my side and there is no adequate manner to express my gratitude for the time and expense you took to come help me, except to give you a deeply felt, quote, ‘thank you,’ in every way.
Best regards,
Ted

October 15, 1984*:
Dear John,
Are you still there? I mean, are you still in the Smith Tower? I hope this is forwarded to you if you are not.
How are you? Still Running? It has been a while since we have been in touch. Carole told me that she and out daughter, Rosebud, just paid a visit to you around Christmas time last year.
I have a favor to ask you. Would you mind taking the enclosed letter I have written to someone associated with the Green River Task Force who has some sense and can be trusted to take the right steps to see that the letter both receives proper consideration and remains confidential?
I know firsthand how professional egos and agency rivalries and conventional police close-mindedness can drastically reduce the effectiveness of an organization like the Task Force.
I am pretty sure I can provide them with some valuable information if we can transcend such limitations. So please give it to someone with an open mind and creative outlook on investigating such cases. Does such an animal exist? On October 1, I wrote a letter to the Task Force, which I sent via a superior court judge in Tacoma, a longtime family friend. I asked him to let me know that he had received and forwarded it, but in two weeks I have heard nothing from him or the task force.
Actually, I would have sent the letter through you in the first place, but it just didn’t occur to me until after I mailed the letter.
So what’s do you think of the Task Force? What do you know about it? Is it chasing its tail/ It is disorganized? Does it have competent people? Is it well run? Would the people there resent or reject out-of-hand my offer of information and assistance?
There are a number of reasons why I offer my help to the Task Force at this time (please go ahead and read the letter I have written to them, by the way, and it may give you a better understanding of what I am doing). Basically, through, the case fascinates me and challenges me. I would like to figure out what makes the Green River guy tick, and I figure I have as good a chance of doing that than anyone on the Task Force. And I also think that the time seems right in some inexplicable sort of way, and I dins myself saying, quote, ‘why not put some of your knowledge and unique perspective to use. It could be interesting.’
I don’t fancy myself playing detective, but I will bet I can play the man or men they are looking for better than any of them.
Please let me know you received this and what, if anything, happened when you passed it along.
Thank you for your help. Take care of yourself.
Peace,
Ted
PS: And remember, you can arrange to reach me by phone, if you wish.
*I do want to point out that in Robert Keppels book (and movie), ‘The Riverman,’ the letter was sent directly to Keppel and bypassed John Henry Browne completely.

October 15: 1984:
Dear Task Force Members:
On October 1, 1984, I wrote a letter to you and sent it via a superior court judge in Tacoma. I asked the judge to give me some kind of indication that he would- he had received and forwarded that letter to you.
During the intervening two weeks, I have heard nothing from the judge or you, I don’t know what the problem is, or even if there is a problem, but I thought I had better try another means of contacting you in case, for whatever reason, the first failed.
Therefore, I send this letter to you through John Henry Browne, a Seattle criminal defense attorney, who I know and trust.
I must admit that I am being cautious on approaching you. It would not look good to my fellow prisoners if it became known that I offered to help and provide information for your investigation.
This is one reason I do not want to let it be known that I am writing to you.
Mail passes through many hands before it leaves this place, and there are too many curious minds for me to address a letter to you directly.
As broader concern of mine is that my offer of information and whatever other assistance you determine I can provide not be made known outside the Task Force, especially not to the news media, in part because of the reasons I stated above, and in part because such publicity could hamper your investigation in some way.
Olay, with that in mind, I will tell you, as I told you in my other letter, that I have information which I believe would be useful in your investigation. I have a unique perspective on the Green River case, which, while I may not provide you with anything you haven’t thought of before, may cause you to refocus and read re-examine [sic] things you may have neglected or dismissed for some reason or another.
Let me explain how I came to realize I had something of value to offer you at this late date.
While I gather that the Green River matter has been a source of concern in the Pacific Northwest for a couple of years or so, news of these murders did not begin to filter down to this far corner of the country until maybe a year ago, as far as I can recall. Even then, news accounts here were infrequent and very brief. I am sure the news coverage here was microscopic compared to what has been seen in the Seattle Tacoma area.
Not having access to regular, detailed, and comprehensive news coverage, I did not have an opportunity to gain any kind of feel for the Green River situation. I had no basis for developing any ideas or insights. I had no reason to go out of my way to learn more about the cases. There were other things on my mind.
Then two to three months ago, I began receiving a local newspaper from Tacoma. It was the first time in over five years I have received a daily newspaper from the Northwest. It was about a month ago that I got my first real taste of the local coverage of the Green River investigation when the body of a woman, believed to be linked to the Green River cases, was discovered in a remote area of Pierce County.
The news coverage of that discovery, and subsequent and related articles were something of a revelation. I got a feel for what was happening, albeit tentative, and was based on pitifully few facts. But I know your man in a way that facts alone cannot accomplish.
I do not know his face, but I have some pretty good ideas on where you can look to see him for yourselves. There are many reasons why I want to see if I can be of some help to you. I won’t claim some noble, civic-minded motivation. Basically, the case has really begun to intrigue me. But I am sure it intrigues lots if people. The difference is I have knowledge and a point of view to add to your case investigation like no one else does.
I may simply have reached the point where I realized I have something of value and the chance to use it productively.
I would like your assurance that this letter, and any other communications we may have will be kept strictly confidential, and that no one outside of the Task Force will be made aware of what I have said here or will say should we enter into a dialogue.
If you wish to communicate to me by mail, please do so by sending a letter though my prosecutor, lawyer, or a judge that is clearly marked, ‘legal mail.’ Such mail is opened in my presence and not read. Other mail is opened in the mailroom and may be read.
If you would rather send someone to talk with me, I would welcome the opportunity. Eventually, I think you stand to gain more if you meet with me personally. If you do decide to send someone to Florida, I suggest that you have someone from a local office of the FBI help you gain entrance to the prison without divulging the exact reason for your visit.
Well, there you have it. If have no way of knowing if you need or want anything I have to offer. All I can do is let you know I am willing to help any way I can. The rest is up to you.
Good luck.
Sincerely,
Ted Bundy

Stephen Arnold ‘Buzzy’ Ware.

Stephen ‘Buzzy’ Arnold Ware was born on January 23, 1943 to Arnold and Freda (nee Cowperthwaite) in Santa Maria, CA. Arnold Grassel ‘Barney’ Ware was born on June 11, 1915 in Butler, IL, and Freda Catherine Cowperthwaite was born on September 9, 1916 in Golden, CO. The couple were wed on March 7, 1941 in Denver, Colorado and had three children together: Stephen, Randolph ‘Stick’ Howard (b. 1944, Santa Barbara), and Mary Ann (b. 1949, Detroit). The elder Mr. Ware lived quite an extraordinary life: he earned his MS in Biochemistry from the University of Colorado in 1939 and went on to get his PhD from the same institution in 1942. He was an Army Captain in the Pacific during WWII (he served from 1941-1945), and upon returning home got a position as the director of a medical lab at a Los Angeles County Hospital, where he was employed until 1973. Later in the same year, he became the co-owner of Biocon Lab in Pasadena (he retired in 1984) and he was an assistant Professor of Biochemistry at the University of Southern California’s Medical School.

After graduating from South Pasadena High School in 1960, Buzzy went on to receive his Bachelors from the University of Colorado in 1964, and earned a law degree from the University of Southern California in 1968. After he passed the bar exam, he opened a law practice in Aspen, and in July of 1977 he was appointed as Ted Bundy’s attorney in his first-degree murder case.

Stephen married Pamela Craven-Rutherford on December 13, 1974 in Aspen, CO. The daughter of a prominent General Practitioner in Boulder, Pam was born on August 23, 1946 in San Diego, CA (one source said it was Boulder, CO), and was one of nine brothers and sisters. She graduated from Boulder High School in 1964 and went on to attend Western State University, where she dually majored in Sociology and Psychology. While there, she was very active in extracurricular activities, and was a member of Ski Club, Water Ski Club, and the Association of Women Students.

On June 16, 1977, Judge George E. Lohr appointed Ware as the new counsel for Theodore Robert Bundy for the murder of Michigan nurse, Caryn Campbell: at the time he was an ambitious young lawyer that looked ‘more like a ski bum than an attorney,’ and despite only being in his early thirties, he had already began to make a name for himself in Aspen: he had never lost a jury trial and flew his own plane and rode a motorcycle; he was also known as the man to have on your side in narcotics cases. Immediately after he was appointed as Bundy’s case, Ware flew to Texas as defense counsel in a major federal racketeering case.

According to Ann Rule’s true crime classic ‘The Stranger Beside Me,’ Ware was known around Colorado as ‘a winner,’ and Bundy somehow sensed that: in a phone call between Ted and the author, he sounded ‘jubilant’ when he talked about his new attorney, and she sensed that any residual feelings about his recent failed escape (which was between June 7th to June 13th, 1977) were quickly forgotten by August when he filed a motion for a retrial in Utah; this was done in relation to the Carol DaRonch case (due largely to what he felt were Detective Jerry Thompson’s suggestions to her that she pick out his photo from a line-up).

In an attempt to beef up its case against Bundy, the prosecution team brought in ‘similar transactions’ that were reminiscent of Campbells murder: they introduced testimony about the kidnapping conviction of Carol DaRonch, the murders and the disappearances of Melissa Smith, Laura Aime, and Debbie Kent in Utah, and the eight missing girls from Seattle. They tried to prove that the crimes attributed to Bundy fit some sort of ‘pattern,’ and they shared some commonalities, but when considered individually each one lacked ‘clout.’ Unfortunately (as we all know), Ted escaped for a second to Florida at the very end of 1977 and Campbell’s trial never happened).

One can only speculate what might have happened if Ted had had the continued support of his promising young attorney that fed new energy into his defense: on the night of August 11, 1977 Ware and his wife were involved in a motorcycle crash in the shale bluffs of Aspen, an event that killed Mrs. Ware on impact and left Buzzy with skull and facial fractures, countless internal injuries, and a broken leg. He was taken first by ambulance to Aspen Valley Hospital then was airlifted to St. Anthony’s Hospital in Denver.

According to one of the responding officers, James Loyd of the Colorado Highway Patrol, there was ‘no apparent reason for the accident,’ and the motorcycle veered off the left side of the pavement on a right hand curve, where he hit an embankment that stopped him at impact, throwing both Ware and Pamela off the bike, which caught fire shortly after the crash and was completely incinerated by the time help arrived. In the days that immediately followed the accident Buzzy was placed in a coma, and there were some worries that he could have possibly suffered from permanent paralysis.

There was no doubt about it: Ware would be in no shape to represent Bundy in court and once again, he was alone. Ted was devastated by the accident, as he had been counting on him to help clear his name in relation to the murder of Caryn Campbell. Although he never completely recovered from the accident, Buzzy continued to practice law in Denver and Boulder, and after he retired he relocated to Southern California, where he dabbled in pro-bono work, wrote several books, and ‘continued his lifelong fascination with fiction.’ He never remarried.

Buzzy Ware died of natural causes on September 3, 2006 in Portland, OR at the age of sixty-three (one source lists San Gabriel, CA). In his obituary, he was said to have had ‘a colorful character,’ and was loved by many close family members and friends, who said although his ‘injuries were deep both physically and emotionally, his generosity and the goodness of his heart were constant.’ Buzzy is laid to rest in the Ware Grove Cemetery located in Butler, IL.

Buzzy’s mother Freda passed away on August 11, 1977 in Denver, Colorado at the age of ninety-six. Buzzy’s father ‘Barney’ died at the age of seventy-one on January 25, 1987 in Pasadena, CA. His sister Mary Ann Ware currently resides in Portland, OR with her husband and is a retired Medical Doctor that specialized in internal medicine (some sources say she was a tuberculosis specialist). She graduated from the Utah School of Medicine in 1977 and completed her residency in Internal Medicine from University of Rochester Medical Center in 1980.

Like his brother, Stick Ware graduated from the University of Colorado: he earned multiple Bachelors degrees in Math, Chemistry, and Physics, his MS in Physics, and his PhD in Experimental Nuclear Physics. He is the Founder and Chief Scientist of Radiometrics, which is a manufacturing company that deals with appliances and electronics that is based in Boulder, CO; per his LinkedIn profile, it is a ‘world leader in the development of ground-based remote sensing.’ Stick is also the ‘founder emeritus’ of Boulder Beer, which was established in 1978.  He currently resides in Boulder with his wife.

Buzzy in elementary school.
Stephen Ware’s picture from the 1943 University of Colorado yearbook.
Buzzy standing with his motorcycle with some of his friends.
A photo of Buzzy and Bundy, photo courtesy of Tiffany Jean.
A second photo of Buzzy and Bundy, photo courtesy of Tiffany Jean.
Buzzy.
Buzzy posing by a truck.
The site of Buzzy’s former law office, located at 940 Logan Street in Denver, CO.
A newspaper clipping that mentions the fact that Buzzy’s birth certificate was filed published in The Santa Maria Times on January 28, 1943.
Ware in a list of graduates from the 1961 class of South Pasadena High School published in The South Pasadena Review on June 12, 1961.
An article about Buzzy getting a fine for passing a stop sign published in The Fort Collins Coloradoan on September 26, 1962.
A newspaper clipping about Buzzy earning his Bachelors degree published in The South Pasadena Review on June 2, 1965.
An article about a case Ware was trying published in The Daily Sentinel on December 14, 1972.
Buzzy is mentioned in a list of names that got traffic infractions that was published in The Daily Sentinel on July 22, 1974.
An article about a trial that Buzzy Ware was trying published in The Daily Sentinel on May 27, 1975.
An article about a case that Buzzy trying published in The Nevada State Journal on January 9, 1976.
Part one of an article about the trial of Ted Bundy that was published in The Straight Creek Journal on October 26, 1976.
Part two of an article about the trial of Ted Bundy that was published in The Straight Creek Journal on October 26, 1976.
Part three of an article about the trial of Ted Bundy that was published in The Straight Creek Journal on October 26, 1976.
An article about Bundy’s trial that mentions Buzzy Ware being his attorney published in The Daily Sentinel on July 30, 1977.
An article about Bundy’s trial that mentions Buzzy Ware being his attorney published in The Daily Sentinel on August 1, 1977.
An article about Bundy’s trial that mentions Buzzy Ware being his attorney published in The Colorado Springs Gazette-Telegraph on August 4, 1977.
An article about Ware’s accident that mentions Bundy published in The News Tribune on August 11, 1977.
An article about Ware’s accident published in The Daily Sentinel on August 11, 1977.
An article about Ware’s accident published in The Pueblo Chieftain on August 12, 1977.
An article about a trial Buzzy was involved in after his motorcycle accident that was published in The Colorado Springs Gazette-Telegraph on June 16, 1978.
An article about an accident Buzzy was involved in published in The Pueblo Chieftain on August 22, 1980.
The Ware family in the 1950 census.
Buzzy and Pamela’s marriage license.
Buzzy and Pamela’s marriage certificate.
Stephen and his family mentioned in a book about the Ware family history.
Pamela Craven from the 1962 Boulder High School yearbook.
Pamela Craven’s senior year picture from the 1964 Boulder High School yearbook.
A picture of Pam from the 1968 Western State College yearbook.
The entrance to the Ware Family Cemetery, located in Butler, IL.
Buzzy’s parents final resting place.
Arnold Ware.
Arnold Ware (top left) with his family before he married Freda.
Stephen’s mother, Freda.
Buzzy’s mother is society section of the The Daily Sentinel, which was published on June 13, 1938.
Arnold Ware’s WWII draft card.
The birth announcement for Stephen’s brother Randolph published in The Santa Maria Times on June 22, 1944.
A picture of Buzzy’s brother ‘Stick’ from the 1964 Colorado College yearbook.
David Hummer, Stick Ware, and Al Nelson standing with a brew kettle on top of a vehicle during Boulder Beer’s early days, around 1979.
A picture of Dr. Mary Ann Ware published in The Oregonian on April 8, 1998.
Stick Ware’s marriage license from April 1992.
Stick Ware’s LinkedIn picture.
An article about Stick Ware’s brewery published in The Daily Sentinel on September 20, 2009.
Boulder Beer Company as it looks today.

Deborah ‘Debbie’ Wharton Beeler.

Deborah Wharton Beeler was born in Lawrence Memorial Hospital on October 6, 1946 to John and Elizabeth ‘Betty’ (nee Wharton) in New London, Connecticut. John Hall Beeler Sr. was born on August 3, 1918 in Baltimore, Maryland and according to MyHeritage, he graduated from John Hopkins University with a BS in civil engineering in 1938 and went on to serve in the Army during WWII, where he saw battle in Europe; upon his discharge from the military on April 10, 1944 he was employed at the Arundel Corporation and Consolidated Engineering Company’ and went on to become the president of the Precision Tool Company in Edgemont, Pennsylvania. Elizabeth Sergeant Wharton was born on November 15 1922 in Philadelphia, and graduated from the Agnes Irwin School in 1941; she made her debut later that same year. The Beeler’s were married on October 28. 1942 in the Thomas Virgin Islands and had three children together: Deborah, Edward (b. 1956) and John (b. 1944). After getting hitched the family moved around the US, and briefly lived in Stonington, CT and Maryland before eventually settling down in Pennsylvania.

According to an article published in The Times-Herald on February 26, 1970, the Beelers were ‘listed in the Social Register of Pennsylvania’ which is a directory of ‘prominent and elite families’ in the Philadelphia area and other regions of the state that (historically) focused on ‘old money’ and well-connected families (in more recent years they have expanded to include a more ‘diverse’ membership). In early 1970 the family lived in the Chester Hill area of Philadelphia, and Deborah’s brother John was a Captain in the Air Force and was serving in Vietnam, and her younger brother Edward was attending Chester Hills Academy in Philadelphia.

Deborah Beeler seemed to live an incredibly charmed life: described by a loved one as ‘vivacious,’ she was the daughter of a wealthy, high level business executive and graduated from Springside High School in 1964. Springside was an independent college preparatory school in the Chestnut Hill area of Philadelphia, and while there she excelled in academics and participated in drama club, glee club, and wrote for the newspaper. After graduating from high school Beeler went on to attend Smith College in Northampton, Massachusetts, and graduated in 1968; upon completion she relocated to Berkley, where she got a part time intern position teaching three reading classes a day at the Oakland Technical High School, and got her temporary teaching credentials in January 1970 after taking a class in the Golden State.

According to Deb’s boyfriend and Ted Bundy’s one time Seattle lawyer John Henry Browne (who Bundy actually sought out to be his attorney), at the time of her death she was a graduate student in English education at UC Berkeley, and in addition to teaching she volunteered PT at a halfway house that was close to the cottage that she rented (which was located in the front part of 477 Arlington Avenue). According to William H. Miller, the principal of the school Beeler taught at, she was ‘outstanding,’ and seemed to get along very well with her students, and friends of hers said she was in good spirits the week prior to her death and was an ‘outdoorsy’ type and enjoyed hiking and skiing.

Inspector Jack Houston with the Berkley PD also said that Beeler had gone to her teaching job on Friday, February 20, 1970 and that the following Monday was a holiday (Presidents’ Day), however she failed to report to work on Tuesday, February 24th. The Almeida county coroner said that the twenty-three year old had been found later that day in her cottage by her landlord Stanley Gould, who became worried after she didn’t pick up her mail; her autopsy would later determine she had been deceased for roughly 24 hours. Beeler had been dressed in a ‘slip over housecoat’ and a ‘shorty’ night gown, and was found lying face down on her living room floor; she had been strangled with an electric cord from a nearby hot plate (one source said it was from a lamp), which her killer had looped around her neck multiple times. A pair of pliers that may have been used to tighten the cord lay just within arm’s reach from the victim.

At first, Deputy Coroner David Hitchcock speculated that her death may have been a suicide, but this theory was disregarded (detectives thought this because of the pliers). The ME determined that she died of strangulations but had been hit on the side of the head; she had probably been unconscious when she was strangled. According to William H. Miller, the principal of the school Debbie taught at, she was ‘outstanding,’ and seemed to get along very well with her students. Friends of hers said she was in good spirits the week prior to her death and was an ‘outdoorsy” type, and enjoyed hiking and skiing.

At first, Deputy Coroner David Hitchcock speculated that Beeler’s death may have been a suicide, but this theory was quickly disregarded. The ME determined that she died of strangulation but had also been hit on the side of the head and may have been unconscious at the time she was killed. According to Inspector Houston, ‘there were no signs of a forced entry nor a struggle. I don’t think she would have let anyone in whom she didn’t know while she was wearing her nightclothes. I’m sure that whoever did her in was somebody she knew.’ He also said that she more than likely had let the man that took her life into her apartment willingly, and that she hadn’t been sexually assaulted and her residence showed no sign of a struggle. Detectives interviewed all known loved ones and acquaintances of Beeler: current and former boyfriends, friends, colleagues, family members, residents of the halfway house she volunteered at. No one gave them any helpful information.

I think what is most interesting about Deborah Beeler is, at the time of her murder she was in a relationship with John Henry Browne, who would later become Ted Bundy’s lawyer. While working and going to school in DC Browne made frequent trips to San Francisco, and he connected with Debbie through a friend he nicknamed ‘Punky,’ and the two began dating (an exact time wasn’t given or how long they were together, but I’m thinking it was around 1969). There are no good pictures of Deborah that I could find, however Browne described her in his book as ‘pretty, with brown eyes and long brown hair she parted down the middle.’ The night that they met, the two stayed up until 4 AM talking about a broad range of topics, ranging from war (I’m assuming Vietnam was going on during the time), the death penalty (both were ‘vehemently against it’), and prisoners rights.

According to Browne, ‘she lived in Heights-Ashbury, which in 1969 was the red-hot center of the hippie universe. I started to stay at her apartment, and we’d walked up and down the street, taking it all in. I was struck by her kindness towards strangers. If we came across a homeless man, she would stop and engage him in conversation. And if she had spare change, she would hand it over. It was almost alarming how open she was, how trusting. At Christmas she joined me for a holiday party at my parents house I have a photo from that party that my dad took of her sitting on my lap (Browne, 57)’

According to JHB, Beeler ‘was an angel, and so smart,’ and was as passionate about prisoners’ rights as he was. In the fall of 1969, he left his beloved in Berkeley, quit the band he was in and enrolled in law school at American University in Washington, DC. While there the two ‘maintained a long-distance relationship, talking on the phone, occasionally exchanging letters. When Debbie came out east to see her family, we connected in her hometown of Philadelphia. I met her parents, John and Elizabeth, who had a beautiful home in the tony neighborhood of Chestnut Hill. John, like my father, was an engineer, and was president of Precision Tool Company. Debbie and I talked a lot on that trip about what we wanted out of our relationship. We weren’t anywhere near where Audrey and I had been. We weren’t ready to get engaged, but we loved being around each other, even if we had to live on separate coasts. She was excited about the intern program she’d been accepted, teaching English at Oakland Technical High School. And I was excited about a new program I’d just started with my law school pal Allen Ressler in DC (Browne, 56-57).’

Browne said that some nights he would call her and tell her about the work he was doing with Law-Core, which he described as a ‘university-based prisoners’ rights project,’ and he said she ‘was proud of him.’ He also said that she had ‘recently began to volunteer at a nearby halfway house teaching ex-cons how to write and had recently moved into a cottage in the hills above Berkeley. The phone calls kept me tethered to the Bay area (Browne, 60).’ He also said that there were times that he ‘wouldn’t hear from Debbie for a week or more, or I wouldn’t call her. Our lives were both so busy. So I thought nothing of it until late February when I didn’t hear from her for several days (Browne, 60).’

In the early morning hours of February 26, 1970, Browne received a phone call from his dad from California (that he originally hoped was Debbie), who told him his girlfriend was dead and had been murdered: ‘he was home in Palo Alto and was holding that day’s newspaper: ‘Deborah Beeler had been found dead, lying face down on the living room floor of her Berkeley cottage.’ My whole body went cold, ‘Police said an electrical cord was looped several times around her neck,’ my dad had read to me from The Oakland Tribune: ‘Death was caused by strangulation, but there were indications she was struck on the side of the head. She had been dead for at least 24-hours.’’

After the murder Browne was thrown into a deep depression, and: ‘it really sent me through a loop. I withdrew a lot. I think I was really clinically depressed but didn’t know it.’ … ‘I fell into a deep depression. I didn’t leave my apartment. Didn’t eat. Didn’t answer the phone. I missed classes. I was confused and heartbroken (Browne, 62). He also said that where he had always been passionately against the death penalty he wanted Debbie’s killer to be executed if he was ever caught.

In the first page of Browne’s epilogue, he said that people often ask him if he thinks Bundy killed his one-time girlfriend, and to this he said, ‘the short answer is no. Aside from a few coincidences- both she and her manner of death fit the Bundy profile- there is no direct evidence that Ted was active in the Bay area in early 1970. But the question itself brings up all kinds of complicated thoughts. I’ve never been able to shake the knowledge that Ted knew about my loss before he sought me out as his counsel- and that he kept this secret from me for years. More complicated still is the fact that I defended Ted knowing he had killed countless of women just like Debbie. It was the ultimate test: how committed was I to this life of defending the rights and lives of others, even the most heinous, no matter how much their crimes personally impacted me (Browne, 215).’

In an interview with Washington reporter CR Brown with KCPQ-TV, Browne said that and Bundy had signed a document releasing him from attorney-client privilege and that he could disclose anything he wanted about his time as his lawyer: ‘Ted told me things that he’s never told anyone before… he told me his first victim was a man, and that he had killed over one-hundred people.’ … ‘And I was talking to people who kind of introduced me to Ted, and got me involved with Ted, and I now believe that Ted actually ‘chose me,’ and I found out that he had researched me. He knew where I lived, he knew what kind of clothes I had, what kind of cars I had…. and the women I was dating, they were the same kind of women that he was murdering. I kind of put this together recently, and that kind of creeps me out a lot. Because I had also lost a woman friend to a murderer: my girlfriend when I was in law school was murdered in Berkeley, and I was in DC. And so, he knew that.’ When asked if he thought Bundy had anything to do with his girlfriend’s death, he responded, ‘I pray to God that he didn’t, and I never even thought about that until recently because they reopened some of those cases in California.’ … ‘But it wasn’t in the area where he told me he had killed people.’

Browne said that to this day, he’s not entirely sure why he was willing to defend Bundy in court, but he said Deborah was always on his mind: ‘part of the reason involves my relationship with Debbie and her commitment to being anti-death penalty and her being active in anti-death penalty programs. After she was murdered, I became kind of a believer in the death penalty for a while. But then I had this very powerful dream. Debbie came to me and said, ‘don’t honor me by doing things I didn’t agree with.’ And so, I thought it was a good reminder. If she was around, she would want me to continue fighting against the death penalty. That’s why I’ve been doing this for 40 years now.’

According to his Wikipedia page, John Henry Browne was born on August 11, 1946 and he is a criminal defense attorney practicing in Seattle that is known for his ‘zeal’ in defending his clients, his flair for garnering media attention, and his habit to ‘plead guilty to avoid the death penalty.’ In addition to Bundy, he has represented a number of high-profile defendants, including Colton Harris-Moore (also known as The Barefoot Bandit, he was only a teenager when he was charged with the theft of hundreds of thousands of dollars in property), Benjamin Ng (who was partly responsible for The Wah Mee massacre, which was a multiple homicide that took place on February 18, 1983, in which Ng and two others gunned down fourteen people in the Wah Mee gambling club on Maynard Alley S. in Seattle’s Chinatown), and Martin Pang (an arsonist that served twenty-three years in a Walla Walla prison for the deaths of four Seattle firefighters). Browne has tried over 350 criminal cases and is particularly known for getting sympathetic treatment for his clients by shifting the focus away from the crimes they committed by arguing for consideration of their background, and the circumstances in which the events took place.

At the time Beeler was murdered Ted Bundy was in the early stages of his romance with his long-term girlfriend Elizabeth Kloepfer, and was residing at the Rogers Rooming House on 12th Avenue Northeast in Seattle. He was employed as a ‘messenger and process server’ for an Attorney’s office, and was there from September 1969 to May 1970 and was fired for ‘unjustifiable absences’ after claiming he had been babysitting Liz’s daughter.’ According to the ‘1992 TB FBI Multi agency Team Report,’ he wasn’t a student at that time and didn’t enroll at The University of Washington until June 1970, however he did spend some time in California when he attended Stanford University in 1967; the following year he quit school completely and started traveling around the US, and briefly spent some time in San Francisco.

Mrs. Beeler died at the age of ninety-eight on January 3, 2021, and her husband wasn’t too far behind her: John Hall Beeler Sr. died after having a stroke on April 13, 2001 in Hershey’s Mill, PA. According to John’s obituary, the couple had three grandchildren (two boys and a girl) and were residing at Dunwoody Village in Newtown Square before their death (which is a retirement community that provides nursing care, residential apartments, and wellness care to the elderly). In addition to working with Arundel Corp. and The Precision Tool Company, in his younger years Mr. Beeler was president of JM Schmidt Company in West Chester and retired in 1984 after twenty years of service; before working for Schmidt he oversaw the ‘finished products division’ of the former Dodge Steel Casting Company in the Tacony Section of Philadelphia, and was also there for twenty years. He enjoyed golf and at one time played with a ‘five-stroke handicap.’ At the time of Mrs. Beeler’s death the couple had been married for fifty-eight years, and they are buried next to one another and their daughter in Saint Andrew’s Episcopal Cemetery in Ludwigs Corner, PA. As of September 2025, Deborah’s case remains unsolved and open.

Deborah’s brother Ted attended the University of Utah for his undergraduate degree and went onto graduate school at the University of Michigan; he got married in August 1976. According to familysearch.org, John Beeler Jr. is deceased and passed away sometime in 2023.

Works Cited:
Browne, John Henry. ‘The Devil’s Defender: My Odyssey through American Criminal Justice from Ted Bundy to the Kandahar Massacre.’ (2016).
Gardner, James Ross. (July 18, 2012). ‘The Law and John Henry !*@#ing Browne.’ Taken August 28, 2025 from SeattleMet.com

The Beeler family in the 1950 census.
A picture of Beeler from her school’s newspaper taken from the 1962 Springside High School yearbook (she is in the back row in the middle).
A picture of Beeler from The Glee Club taken from the 1962 Springside High School yearbook (she is on the left side on the bottom).
A picture of Beeler from drama club taken from the 1962 Springside High School yearbook (she’s directly in the center).
A photo of Debbie Beeler, courtesy of Smith College.
The back of Debbie’s photo from Smith College.
Deborah Beeler.
Deborah Beeler listed in the obituaries in the April 1970 edition of Smith Alumnae Quarterly.
The final resting place of the Beelers.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The San Francisco Examiner on February 25, 1970.
Part one of an article about Beeler’s murder published in The Oakland Tribune on February 25, 1970.
Part two of an article about Beeler’s murder published in The Oakland Tribune on February 25, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Independent on February 25, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The News Register on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Philadelphia Daily News on February 26, 1970.
An newspaper clipping about Beeler’s murder published in The Times-Herald on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Berkeley Gazette on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Nevada State Journal on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Tulare Advance-Register on February 26, 1970.
An article about the murder of Deborah Beeler published in The Philadelphia Daily News on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Daily Independent Journal on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Republican and Herald on February 26, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Los Angeles Times on February 27, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Danville News on February 27, 1970.
Part one of an article about murders in California that mentions Deborah Beeler published in The Berkeley Gazette on February 27, 1970.
Part two of an article about murders in California that mentions Deborah Beeler published in The Berkeley Gazette on February 27, 1970.
An article about Beeler’s murder published in The Peninsula Times Tribune on February 27, 1970.
A newspaper clipping mentioning Beeler’s funeral service published in The Philadelphia Inquirer on February 28, 1970 ·
Part one of an article about murders in California published in The Berkeley Gazette on November 12, 1970.
Part two of an article about murders in California published in The Berkeley Gazette on November 12, 1970.
A picture of John Hall Beeler Sr. from the 1938 John Hopkins yearbook.
John H. Beeler’s name in the list of graduates from the 1920 John Hopkins University commencement ceremony.
Mr. Beelers WWII draft card.
A clipping announcing Debbie’s parent’s engagement published in The Baltimore Sun on June 28, 1942.
A newspaper article that mentions Debbie’s parent’s engagement published in The Philadelphia Inquirer on September 17, 1942.
A newspaper article that mentions Debbie’s mother published in The Courier-Post on October 12, 1942.
John and Elizabeth’s wedding announcement published in The Baltimore Sun on November 8, 1942.
A newspaper clipping that mentions John Beeler’s time in the Army published in The Day on September 27, 1948.
Deborah Beeler’s birth announcement published in The Day on October 7, 1946.
A newspaper clipping that mentions Deborah Beeler having dinner with a friend that was published in The Philadelphia Inquirer on February 2, 1964.
The first part of a newspaper clipping that mentions Debbie coming out party.
The second part of a newspaper clipping that mentions Debbie coming out party.
A picture of John Hall Beeler Jr’s senior year picture from the 1962 St. Andrew´s High School
yearbook.
A newspaper clipping about Debbie’s brother John published in The News and Advance on April 6, 1969.
Ted Beeler from the 1970 Chestnut Hill Academy yearbook.
Ted Beeler’s marriage announcement published in The Fort Lauderdale News on February 1, 1976.
John Beeler’s obituary published in The Philadelphia Inquirer on April 17, 2001.
John Hall Beeler Sr.’s obituary published in The Philadelphia Inquirer on April 19, 2001.
Mr. and Mrs. Beeler.
The Beeler family: in the back row, Jack and Ted Beeler; in the middle row is Jack’s son Benji and Ted’s daughter Katie and his son, Josh. In the front row is Ted’s wife Pam, John’s wife Bessie, and to the far right is Margy Hoadly.
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Bundy’s whereabouts in early 1970 according to the 1992 FBI TB Multiagency Team Report.
Bundy’s route from his residence at the Roger’s Rooming House in Seattle to 477 Arlington Avenue in Berkeley California where Beeler was killed.
Some questions John Henry Browne answered related to the murder of Deborah Beeler, screen shot courtesy of DailyJournal.com
A comment about Beeler’s murder on a Websleuth’s post about her.
A blurb from an article published in the Seattle Times on January 3, 2003 that mentions John Henry Browne’s sixth marriage.
A screen shot of an Instagram post from John Henry Browne’s wife about their wedding.
John Henry Browne.
The accolades of John Henry Browne.