Nellie Griswold.

This is a rare occasion I was unable to find out any background information about the woman I was writing about: typically, I can come up with some helpful tidbit that helps me dig up more information about them, however I was unable to do that with Ms. Griswold. If anyone knows anything more than what I have here and would like to reach out to me about it, I will give you credit for your help.

While I was driving to Michigan with my husband last week I stumbled across an article posted by another true crime Facebook Group called, ‘TB: I was Trying to Think Like an Elk’ that included an article published in February 1989 from The Oregonian discussing an encounter that Nellie Griswold may have had with Ted Bundy: Griswold, who lived in Halsey, Oregon in the early part of 1974, worked as a waitress in the restaurant part of The Pioneer Villa truck stop, located right off the I-5 in the southern part of Linn County.

In early 1974 (she wasn’t sure if it was January or February) Griswold was twenty-four years old, and one evening as she was working she noticed a man that matched Bundy’s description lingering around her POE: she told her boss ‘this guy kind of gives me the creeps,’ to which he replied, ‘don’t worry, that’s just Teddy’ and went on to tell her that he had been hanging around The Pioneer Villa’s bar semi-regularly for about a week and a half. Nellie said that she was going through a bad time in her life and at the time was newly divorced with an infant and was having relationship issues with her current-boyfriend (they eventually broke up); that night, she left her daughter with a friend so she could talk with her significant other about their relationship problems after she got out of work.

But as Nellie’s shift went on her worry only grew: the stranger kept trying to hustle her and repeatedly asked her out on a date (an offer that she politely declined) and stood in the hallway near the front door, just watching her. Before her workday ended at 9 PM she ‘told the manager I was going to leave by the back door because I didn’t want this guy to give me a hard time.’ A little after nine she left out the restaurants back door and got her 1964 Thunderbird and began the five mile drive to her apartment…. but as she made her way to Halsey she noticed a yellow VW Beetle trailing behind her: ‘I sped up and it speeded up. It was a race to my apartment. My car was faster. I got out of the car and unlocked the door and went inside. There were stores across the street from us and stores on both sides of us. Nobody was around. I made it inside and I shut the door.’

During an interview with reporter ‘John Painter Jr.’ with the newspaper ‘The Sunday Oregonian,’ Griswold said the strange man parked his car in front of her apartment building and stood out there a long time, just staring towards her residence: ‘I became afraid he would still be there when my boyfriend got off work at 11 PM. We already had been fighting, and I didn’t feel I needed to deal with a stranger at my door on the night that I was trying to put our relationship back together.’

According to Nellie, when she arrived home: ‘I watched him through the window. I didn’t turn any lights on. He sat there for maybe fifteen, twenty minutes. He tried to start the car, and it made some sort of sound and he got out of the car. He lifted up the back end and did something and put down the back end and it slammed the end of his hand.’

She went on to say that the next thing she remembered was the stranger frantically knocking on her apartment door: ‘he was banging the door, begging me to let him inside, (saying) that he was cold from sitting in the car, very cold, and he was bleeding and needed something to cover his hand, ice or something. I was stupid enough to fall for it and went and got some ice and handed it to him through the door. I became afraid. Like I said, I’d been trying to get rid of him… My boyfriend’s due home anytime and I wanted him out of there. So at this time I’m going to do anything just to get rid of him.’

Griswold went on: ‘I have no phone and anyway it took thirty-five minutes for the police to get to Halsey when you called them. I stepped outside and he made a statement that he knew my boyfriend was seeing somebody else. This really triggered me because this is what I basically had been arguing about with him.’

She also clarified that she was aware ‘Teddy’ had been drinking at bar most of the evening. “I figured he’d picked it up talking to some of the help in the bar; the girl who was tending bar was a friend and she pretty much knew what was going on.’ Intrigued, she agreed to go with him while the ice was on his hand: ‘he said he couldn’t drive because it hurt too much. We opened the car door. He sat in the driver’s side and closed the door. I sat on a pillow. There was no seat on the passenger’s side.’

Griswold went on to say: “I said, ‘What kind of a rig is this?,’ to which he replied that he didn’t have a job at the moment and it was the only option he had to get around: ‘I sat there on a pillow with the door open and my feet on the ground. I wouldn’t close the door. It became cold.’ When she announced that she was going to go back inside the stranger tried to stall her: ‘he asked where I was from and I told him I was from the Seattle area, which I was, and he knew different places. He was real interested in Golden Gardens Park and especially Carkeek Park on the sound and Green Lake. He seemed to know the Green Lake area where a lot of us girls used to hang out quite a bit.’ At the time in the 1970’s both Green Lake Park and Golden Gardens Park were popular hangouts for college kids.

Nellie continued: ‘I didn’t feel that uncomfortable at that time. He had something to drink and wanted me to drink some of it but wouldn’t. And then he was smoking something… I thought it was marijuana.’ After that, the man immediately appeared to become inebriated, and even nodded off periodically: ‘he was real in and out. He said he was too drunk to drive. I kept saying you’d better get out of here and he saying, ‘nope, I’m hurt and I’ve been drinking much.’’

Finally, the attractive young mother made the choice to finally leave, and ‘started to get out of the car and he reached out and tugged at my hair. I turned to him and said, ‘don’t do that,’ and at that time another car came around the corner and the lights flashed inside the car and I said, ‘that’s Alan (her boyfriend), let me go. And he let me go. He literally said, ‘get out of the car.’’

Griswold quickly ran to into her apartment and locked the door behind her, and after the other vehicle drove by, the man returned to her apartment and began pounding on the door, saying loudly, ‘I’m cold. Let me in.’ Thoroughly spooked, she went back to her bedroom and got her boyfriend’s large semi-automatic pistol that he had also taught her to shoot: ‘I told him I had a gun and knew how to use it and would shoot him if he did not leave.’ The pounding immediately stopped.

Looking out the window, Nellie said that the man went back to his Bug and just sat there for a while then circled the block a few times before he eventually disappeared for good; she never saw him again, and he never returned to The Pioneer Villa. Because of how much time had passed her story was impossible to corroborate, however investigators in SLC and Seattle said the man’s actions were consistent with Ted’s behavior. According to Dr. Robert Keppel, ‘you haven’t said anything to me that doesn’t sound like Bundy. She’s lucky she’s alive.’

It would be fair to say that at the time of Nellie’s attack Bundy had a lot of spare time on his hands: he was taking a break from school (he didn’t begin law school for the second time until later that September) and happened to be in between jobs at the time (in September 1973 he was the Assistant to the Washington state Republican chairman, and remained unemployed until May 3, 1974 when he started at the Department of Emergency Services in Olympia). He was still in a (fairly) committed relationship with Elizabeth Kloepfer at the time and was residing in the Roger’s Rooming House on 12th Avenue NE in Seattle.

As we know, Ted’s first confirmed attack took place on January 4, 1974 when he brutally assaulted Karen Sparks in her basement apartment near the University of Washington in Seattle. Additionally, he abducted and killed Lynda Ann Healy not far away on January 31, 1974… so its safe to say Bundy was definitely active at the time Griswold claims she was hassled by him.

According to Dr. Keppel, Bundy’s habit of roaming across the Pacific Northwest had always been ‘one of the biggest problems about the guy,’ and despite there being a trail of credit card receipts for gas there were many times that he paid for fuel in cash: meaning, he could travel across multiple state lines and investigators ‘never even know he’d been there.’ As for the yellow VW that Griswold so vividly remembers, Keppel said two witnesses from Central Washington University in Ellensburg told police about a man that drove a similar vehicle that tried to pick them up; also, on May 6, 1974 Roberta Parks vanished without a trace from the Oregon State University campus in Corvallis, which is only thirty miles northwest of the Pioneer Villa. I know there’s a lot of back and forth as to EXACTLY what color Ted’s car is… but I don’t think it’s a coincident that Death from Family Guy drove a bright yellow Beetle.

When showed a picture of the serial killer, Nellie was unable to ID Bundy, but she was able to identify a photo of him taken in 1973 that was released after his arrest two years later in Granger, Utah for the aggravated kidnapping of Carol DaRonch. She said that Ted’s ‘longer, curly hair’ was the most important part of her identification. Griswold told Painter that she felt ‘for the other victims. I just don’t understand why I’m still here.’ At the time of the interview in February 1989 Griswold said that she was a happily married mother of two and was living with her husband and kids in Southwest Washington.

The beginning part of Griswold’s story published in The Sunday Oregonian on February 12, 1989.
The only article I could find about Nellie Griswolds claim about Ted Bundy, published in The Sunday Oregonian on February 12, 1989.
Bundy’s route from the Roger’s Rooming House to Pioneer Villa Truck Stop in Halsey, Oregon.
Bundy’s whereabouts in early 1974 according to the 1992 FBI TB Multiagency Team Report.
Bundy’s whereabouts in early 1974 according to the 1992 FBI TB Multiagency Team Report.
Bundy’s whereabouts in early 1974 according to the 1992 FBI TB Multiagency Team Report.
A drawing for the Pioneer Villa Truck Plaza in Halsey, Oregon.
A horse and buggy themed advertisement for the Pioneer Villa Truck Plaza in Halsey, Oregon where Nellie Griswold worked at the time she had her encounter with Ted Bundy.
A Google Maps view of where Green River Park and Carkeek Park are in relation to one another.
A map of Carkeek Park in Seattle.
A sign for Green Lake Park in Seattle, Washington.

Information Related to the Murder of Debra Jean Kent.

Documents courtesy of Erin Banks of CrimePiper.

Lake Sammamish State Park, May 2025.

A road sign for Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2025.
The entrance to Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2025.
The front parking lot at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2025.
A yellow VW Bug in the back part of Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2025.
Another shot of a yellow VW Bug at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2025.
A paved walkway at the front part of Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2022.
A paved walkway at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A parking lot located in the front part of Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2022.
LolAnother parking lot at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A soccer net in a field at Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2022.
Another parking lot at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A parking lot overlooking the water at Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2022.
Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A road that takes you to the back part of Lake Sammamish State Park, picture taken in May 2022.
A bathroom in the front part of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another shot of the bathroom at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A grassy area at Lake Sammamish located on the side of the road that takes you to the back portion of the park, picture taken in May 2022.
A parking lot n the back part of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A walkway at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Some dumpsters at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A parking lot at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another shot of a dumpster at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another shot of a parking lot at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign taken at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign taken at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign taken at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign taken at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign taken at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A walkway heading towards the back part of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign for a ciccyusac tree in Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Some barren land at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A grassy part of Lake Sammamish with a picnic table, picture taken in May 2022.
More picnic tables at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Even more picnic tables at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Some picnic tables by the water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The beach at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign at the beach at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The beach at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Some grassy land by the water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The bathroom at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The beach at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another shot of the beach at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign by the water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
The water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A shot of the bathroom and the water at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
Another sign at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign for Tibbetts Beach at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A playground at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A parking lot at the back of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A parking lot in the back of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
One of the back parking lots at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2022.
A sign for the front office at Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2025.
The guard stations in the beginning of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2025.
Another shot of the guard stations in the beginning of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2025.
Another shot of the guard stations in the beginning of Lake Sammamish, picture taken in May 2025.

Ted Bundy’s Issaquah Dump Site, May 2025.

As of now, I have been to Seattle three times: In April 2022, April 2024, and May 2025… During my first trip I couldn’t find the Issaquah Dump Site and was driving around the same two mile radius for almost two hours with absolutely no luck. During my second trip in April 2024, I had a friend help walk me through exactly where to park and how to navigate to the actual site (his name is Cole Kaiser, and he is awesome and deserves another shout out). Like with Taylor Mountain this time around I decided to explore ALL of it, and to my surprise learned it was quite a bit bigger than I previously thought.

The bridge that takes you to the Issaquah Dump Site outside of Seattle, Washington. Picture taken in May 2025.
The bridge over the roadway that takes you to where the Issaquah dump site is located. Picture taken in May 2025.
The well-worn trail in the Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
A fallen tree at the Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
A fern at the Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The end of the well-worn path at the Issaquah dump site that leads you to the paved bike path. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.
The trail around the Issaquah dump site. Picture taken in May 2025.

Lynda Ann Healy: Information & Pictures from the King County Archives.

In May 2025 I reached out to King County to see if there was a chance I could visit their archives to look at their information related to the Ted Bundy investigation. Where visiting didn’t work out they were kind enough to send me a link via Dropbox that contained tens of thousands of pages of information related to the investigation. Here is everything I could find related to Lynda Healy.

Lynda Ann Healy’s residence, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The outside of Lynda Ann Healy’s residence, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The front steps leading to Lynda Ann Healy’s residence, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The outside door leading to Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The outside door leading to Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The side door leading to Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The stairs leading to Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The hallway leading to Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The stairs and doorway to Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The doorway of Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
A shot of Lynda Ann Healy’s bed, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.
The inside of Lynda Ann Healy’s room, photo courtesy of the King County Sheriff’s.

Sherry Rae Deatrick.

Sherry Rae-Deatrick was born on September 12, 1956 to James and Mary (nee Fetz) Deatrick in New Albany, Indiana. Mr. Deatrick was born on August 20, 1931 and Mary was born on November 28,1935 in New Albany, IN. The couple were wed on March 16, 1956 and had two children together: Sherry and her brother, Timothy. James was employed as a computer operator for the corporate offices of Colgate-Palmolive Corporation and was a member of the Louisville Baseball Veterans Association, and the family was active at the Main Street United Methodist Church.

Sherry graduated from New Albany High School in 1976 and went on to earn her BA in Psychology from the University of Louisville, graduating magna cum laude. She briefly lived in NYC, where she was employed with Brooklyn Legal Services and at an insurance defense law firm while she was attending graduate school.  At some point she married a man named Donald Paul Breitfield Kaler, and when she returned home to Indiana in 1992 she enrolled in night classes at the Louis D. Brandeis School of Law at the University of Louisville, and worked full time while maintaining top grades. In Deatricks first year of law school she earned the Marilyn Meredith Memorial Award for top female student, and she was a member of the Journal of Family Law.

After graduating from law school in 1997 Deatrick worked at various law firms across the United States, and according to her ‘Linked In’ profile, she has worked as an attorney for herself since 2008, and specializes in both Social Security disability and Department of Veterans Affairs appeals. From November 2004 to 2008 she worked as a Project Manager for Tichenor & Associates, where she was responsible for several government contracts, bankruptcy debtor audits, and state healthcare programs. From 1999 to 2002 she worked as General Counsel under Governor Paul Patton in Frankfort, KY.

On her law practice’s (public) Facebook page, ‘Sherry R. Deatrick, Attorney,’ on February 23, 2012 she announced: ‘I am now admitted to practice in the US District Court, Southern District of Indiana.  Looking for office space in my hometown of New Albany.’ And almost ten years later on October 14, 2021 she said; ‘I’m back! I have relocated back home from Florida and I’m re-establishing my solo law practice again. My main focus is on social security disability law and bankruptcy. Serving Kentucky and Southern Indiana.’

Deatrick claims that she had an encounter with prolific serial killer Ted Bundy in the summer of 1974, and although she doesn’t provide an exact date that rough time frame fits perfectly into when he was active. I do want to say that on two separate occasions I tried to reach out to Sherry for clarification on this, but she didn’t see either of my messages. One day during summer school Sherry had gotten into an argument with her fiance and stormed away from him in a fit of anger, and as she was walking she was offered a ride from none other than Ted: “I’d had an argument with my fiancé and as he ­usually gave me a lift home from summer school, I set off home on foot. Then this cute guy pulled up and asked if I wanted a ride.’ She hesitated briefly, as she wasn’t one to take rides from strangers but after the man reassured her that she was safe, and he ‘was an assistant professor at the local school’ and ‘acting out of anger at my fiancé, I got in.’

Sherry told the man her address, which was roughly three miles away from where he picked her up in New Albany, Indiana, but instead of driving her directly home he stopped at a store to buy some beer: ‘he hadn’t asked my age and I wasn’t going to tell him how young I was. As we drank the beers, he said, ‘Why don’t we go for a ride?’’ She agreed. As the pair crossed the Ohio River and drove into a different state she began to feel nervous, and ‘felt a little worried but things were different in the 70’s. People were a lot more free sexually and I was no exception. It was all quite exciting and I decided to follow his lead though that seems pretty stupid now.’

At the time, Deatrick said that she was titillated at the thought of a romantic encounter with a handsome stranger, and called Bundy ‘handsome and ­hypnotic,’ which are words that are frequently used to describe him. After cruising around for about thirty minutes or so they arrived in Louisville, Kentucky, and the young man suddenly pulled off the main drag and into a parking lot: ‘it’s clear Bundy knew exactly where he was headed when he’d started driving. He must have scoped it out before picking me up. At the time I thought the ­location was a bit weird as the new housing estate wasn’t finished but I was quite adventurous.’ ‘Ted’ then led Sherry into a house that was under construction and “I thought it was nice that he was kissing me. I was still mad at my boyfriend and wanted to get back at him so I was up for it. Then all of a sudden, his hands were both going around my throat. I started to say, ‘Wait. Hold on.’

It was at that moment that they heard construction workers calling out nearby: they had returned from a break. About how things played out, Sherry said that ‘he was clearly ­rattled when he heard the ­voices and it was like he’d been shaken out of a trance.’ The man immediately took her back to his Beetle, thus ending their brief encounter: ‘I didn’t understand what had gone wrong. Why had he driven us all this way to make out, and then stopped suddenly? I worried I’d done something wrong?’ After driving back to New Albany in complete silence, ‘Ted’ dropped Deatrick off near her parents’ house then drove away into the night. She never saw him again.

Sherry kept the event to herself, and didn’t tell anyone about what happened to her. It wasn’t until the 1980’s that she read a book about Bundy and strongly felt there was a ‘good chance’ he was the man that she shared a brief romantic entanglement with in the summer of 1974. She speculates that maybe he was in the area looking at law schools to possibly attend: ‘maybe Bundy had gone there to scout it out and ­happened across me walking home. Later I heard Bundy say there were women in Kentucky who were lucky to be alive. I am certain I was one of those women. I fit the profile for most of his victims, walking alone, upset.’ Only in recent years did Deatrick tell her mother, who has since passed away: ‘she was so shocked but grateful I hadn’t been harmed. I hope young girls who read my story now will be more cautious than I was at that age. I was so naive and trusting and it almost cost me my life.’

In addition to being an attorney Deatrick has worn many hats over the duration of her career: she’s been a playwright, gallery curator, theatre critic, award-winning journalist, and (according to one blogger/artist) ‘a creator of whimsical and mysterious artistic creations.’ According to the website ‘annenberg.usc.edu,’ Sherry was at one time an ‘affiliated freelancer’ with the ‘Louisville Eccentric Observer’ that is based out of Kentucky (she was their theatre critic and won three awards three years in a row for her contributions to the paper). During her time at LEO, she largely focused on the arts and wrote pieces about celebrities like John Waters and local curiosities like Specific Gravity Ensemble (a group known for putting on micro-plays in elevators). Also, according to blogger and artist Jeffrey Scott Holland, Sherry at one time had her own art studio called the ‘Deatrick Gallery,’ which was located in Louisville; her medium included mosaics, crochet amigurumi, and ‘paper-mache miniature heads.’ According to the galleries ‘Geocities’ website, Deatrick’s gallery housed the work of several artists, including Jefferey Holland, Lila Afiouni, and Steve Rigot. She also put on a ‘one-woman performance’ named ‘Heads’ at her gallery in 2004, where she also sold her paper-mache heads that were painted bright colors.

I included Ted’s whereabouts in the summer of 1974 below, and nowhere in it does it say he visited the state of Indiana at any point in time. I understand that not every single one of his movements was recorded, but Indiana is many states away from the Rogers Rooming House in Seattle (where he was living at the time), and was a whopping thirty five hour drive away (and that’s just one way, without stops!). One would think he would have used a credit card to purchase gas at some point in the trip, and therefore would have been listed in the ‘1992 TB Multi agency Team Report.’

The summer of 1974 was a busy time for Bundy: in the late spring/early summer on May 30/June 1, 1974 he abducted and killed Brenda Carol Ball after she saw a band play at The Flame Tavern in Burien, WA. On June 11, 1974 Ted abducted then killed Georgann Hawkins from outside her sorority house at the University of Washington in Seattle. A little over a month later on July 14 he abducted and killed both Jan Ott and Denise Naslund from Lake Sammamish Park in Issaquah, and in late summer/early fall on September 2, 1974 he abducted and killed the unknown Idaho hitchhiker during his move from Seattle to SLC. At the time Bundy was also in a fairly committed, long term relationship with Elizabeth Kloepfer and was gearing up for his second attempt at law school in Salt Lake City. He also worked from May 3, 1974 to August 28, 1974 at the Department of Emergency Services in Olympia, WA.

Sherry Deatrick is the fourth living victim I’ve written about since I started writing about Ted Bundy (I briefly forgot about Susan Roller/’Sara A. Survivor’). The first was Sotria Kritsonis, who claims she escaped an encounter with Ted in the winter of 1972 after he asked if she wanted a ride while she was waiting at a bus stop on Rainer Street. The two drove around for a while, and after he realized she got her hair cut short he got angry and threw her out of his car. Kritsonis claims she saw him the following year on TV and immediately knew it was him… but it couldn’t have been Ted, because he wasn’t arrested for his crimes against women until August 1975, and he didn’t purchase his tan VW until the spring of 1973. Now, I suppose it’s possible she saw the news story about how he got caught wearing a disguise while infiltrating an event for the Washington state Democratic party, but I highly doubt it.

Rhonda Stapley is one of the more ‘out there’ living Bundy victims, and by this I mean she has been featured in various television specials and mini-series about the serial killer. Stapley was a twenty-one -year-old pharmacy student at the University of Utah when she claims Ted pulled over and asked if she wanted a ride back to her dormitory after a painful dental surgery in the fall of 1974. Like Kritsonis, she was sitting at a bus stop, and not long into the drive he looked at her and said, ‘do you know what? I am going to kill you now.’ He then knocked her unconscious and drove to a secluded canyon just outside of the city, where he beat and sexually assaulted her over and over again for hours before she was finally able to escape by jumping in a nearby stream. She eventually made her way back to the University of Utah, and because she was worried that her mother would pull her from school Rhonda kept the event to herself until 2011,: ‘I imagined people whispering, ‘that’s that girl who was raped.’ I didn’t want attention. I still don’t.’

Susan Lorrayne Roller (who writes under the pseudonym Sara A. Survivor) is an alleged repeat victim and long-time acquaintance of Bundy during the time he was active (and possibly before) in Washington state. She claims that she was friends with Georgann Hawkins as well, and where I couldn’t find any proof of any friendship (as in, pictures of them together) they were Pierce County Daffodil Princesses a year apart (Susan in 1972, Georgann in 1973). Roller claims that she dated Ted briefly before he began to routinely mentally and physically abuse her, and that he also stalked her during their time together at the University of Washington.

Roller has published three books about Bundy: the first is a memoir published in July 2016 and only a limited number of copies were printed (it has since been completely pulled to be ‘rewritten’); her website has disappeared as well because the domain wasn’t properly maintained. The second and third books are more based in facts, and are directly related to the Bundy investigation. In ‘Defense of Denial: Ted Bundy’s Final Prison Interview, 1989’ (published on April 5, 2016), Sarah released some interviews between Ted and Bob Keppell that supposedly provides evidence there were additional victims, and shows proof that police kept information related to the case from the public. Her third book, ‘Reflections on Green River: The Letters of, and Conversations with, Ted Bundy,’ was also published on April 5, 2016 and is ‘a collection of actual documents related to the interviews that took place between WA State authorities in 1984 and 1988 that were released to Roller after years of coming forward.’

James E. Deatrick died at the age of fifty-four on November 24, 1985, and Sherry’s mother Mary died at the age of 78 on March 26, 2014 at Floyd Memorial Hospital in New Albany, IN. Sherry is 67 years old (as of February 2025), and is a widow currently living in Largo, Florida. Her husband Donald Paul Breitfield Kaler died on January 30, 2000 at the age of forty-four, and according to his obituary, he was a US Army Veteran and a licensed attorney; he worked as a commercial insurance underwriter for the Kentucky Farm Bureau. Her brother Timothy A. Deatrick lives in Port Saint Lucie, Florida with his wife, Sandra.

Works Cited:
Deatrick, Sherry. (April 2, 2020). ‘Hypnotised by a Handsome Stranger.’ Taken February 25, 2025 from vtfeatures.co.uk
Deatrick, Sherry. (April 2, 2020). ‘True Life Lucky Escape: Hypnotised by a Handsome Stranger.’ Taken February 24, 2025 from vtfeatures.com
‘Deatrick Law Firm: Sherry R. Deatrick, Attorney at Law.’ Taken February 25, 2025 from piattorneylist.com/online/memberDetail38461.htm
Holland, Jeffrey Scott. ‘Unusual Kentucky: Sherry Deatrick.’ (June 7, 2010). Taken February 25, 2025 from unusualkentucky.blogspot.com
Punteha van Terheyden. (July 27, 2019). ‘Hitching a ride with handsome stranger Ted Bundy nearly cost me my life.’ Taken February 24, 2025 from ‘The Mirror.’
geocities.ws/deatrickgallery/deatrick.html

A picture of Deatrick from ‘The Mirror.’
A picture of Sherry Deatrick from her sophomore year from the 1972 New Albany High School yearbook.
Deatrick.
A picture of Deatrick I found on Pinterest.
A picture of Deatrick taken from the website ‘UnusualKentucky.blogspot.’
A picture of Sherry with her husband, Don. Photo courtesy of Facebook.
Deatrick.
A picture of Sherry and her mother Mary taken sometime in the 1990’s. Photo courtesy of Facebook.
Another picture of Sherry with a male friend. Photo courtesy of Twitter.
A recent picture of Sherry with a male friend. Photo courtesy of Twitter, because I refuse to call it X.
Another recent picture of Deatrick. Photo courtesy of Twitter.
Information related to Sherry’s law practice, taken from the website ‘UnusualKentucky.blogspot.’
The spread Deatrick did titled ‘Hypnotised by a Handsome Stranger.’
The layout of an article Deatrick did with the UK magazine ‘The Mirror.’
A comment from a Reddit post asking why a picture on Pinterest was for a woman named Donna Collins but it’s really for Sherry Deatrick.
A paper-mache head that blogger Jeffrey Scott Holland purchased after attending Deatricks one-woman show at her gallery in 2004.
Another piece of Sherry’s artwork, photo courtesy of geocities.ws/deatrickgallery/deatrick
Sherry mentioned in a list of people that passed the Kentucky bar exam in July 1997 published in The Courier-Journal on November 3, 1997. ·
A newspaper blurb mentioning Deatrick getting a position with the Louisville office of Dinsmore & Shohl LLP published in The Courier-Journal on December 3, 1997.
Deatrick’s name in an article about a lawsuit published in The Lexington Herald-Leader on January 19, 2005. 
Bundy’s whereabouts in the summer of 1974 according to the ‘FBI TB MultiAgency Team Report 1992.’
Bundy’s whereabouts in the summer of 1974 according to the ‘FBI TB MultiAgency Team Report 1992.’
Bundy’s whereabouts in the summer of 1974 according to the ‘FBI TB MultiAgency Team Report 1992.’
Bundy’s whereabouts in the summer of 1974 according to the ‘FBI TB MultiAgency Team Report 1992.’
A possible route Bundy could have taken going from Seattle to New Albany, Indiana.
Deatricks fathers obituary published in The Courier-Journal on November 24, 1985.
Sherry’s husband Donald’s obituary published in The Courier-Journal on February 2, 2000.
Deatricks mother’s obituary published in The Courier-Journal on April 2, 2014.
Mary Fetz’s yearbook photo from the 195 New Albany High School yearbook.
A picture of Sherry’s mother.
Mary Deatrick.
A kind word about Deatrick’s mother taken from her memorial page on dignitymemorial.com.
Sotria Kristonis.
Susan L. Roller.
Rhonda Stapley.