Special place in hell for this lady...

[MrBug708]

Sad story

http://www.cbs.sportsline.com/colleg...story/10567327
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THATCHER, Ariz. -- Tim Parmeter pulled into the driveway and clicked and clicked and clicked his garage door opener, probably pushed the thing four or five times, best he can remember. But the door never opened. So he shook his head.

He just thought his estranged wife had changed the code like she had changed the locks, because that's the kind of stuff people do when they're going through a divorce. And it was a messy divorce.


It's hard for Parmeter to concentrate on winning after his terrible loss. (Provided to CBSSports.com)
There were arguments and fights, countless phone conversations resulting in hang-ups. There were threats, both silly and serious. But the bad moments always seemed to pass with time. And so even though Tim had argued with Paula the previous afternoon and didn't hear from her the rest of that Friday, he didn't really think much of it and, at the time, he figured he'd just stop by the house Saturday morning to see his 2-year-old son, Ryan.

"I was kinda surprised she didn't call that Friday night," Tim said. "But in some ways I was just relieved to not be arguing on the phone."

But now it was Saturday morning and Tim was in the driveway and his clicker still wouldn't work and he was starting to worry. He dialed the home phone. Nobody answered. He dialed Paula's cell phone. Nobody answered. So he finally called Bryana Flynn, the family babysitter, and asked for help entering the home.

She told him the spare key was in the back. He grabbed it from inside a toy chest.

He unlocked the door. He walked inside.

"And I was still on the phone with Bryana as I was going through the house, and it was a mess," Tim said. "I checked Paula's office. Checked the bedrooms. Nothing. Ryan's stuff was scattered all over the house and I was asking Bryana 'Where did they go?'"

That's when Tim opened the door that leads to the garage.

He immediately saw Paula in the backseat of the car, slumped over to the side.

She was dead.

"He was just yelling into the phone," Bryana recalled. "He was yelling, 'Oh my God! Where's my f---ing baby?'"

When Tim got closer to the car he looked inside.

Ryan was lying in the back floorboard.

He was wrapped in a blue blanket.

"I remember yelling into the phone," Tim said. "I just remember yelling, just screaming, 'She killed herself and she killed my baby!'"


• • •
The college basketball schedule is loaded Wednesday night and highlighted by a pair of Top 25 matchups.

North Carolina is playing, as are Duke and Pittsburgh and Xavier and Vanderbilt. And then there's a Pac-10 showdown between Arizona and Arizona State in Tempe that will dominate local headlines as Kevin O'Neill tries to get a road win that could push the Wildcats back into the national rankings.

With less hype, Tim Parmeter will be coaching too.

He'll be 153 miles away from Arizona-Arizona State, 153 miles away at Eastern Arizona, a junior college in the shadows of Mount Graham here in the Gila River Valley. His opponent will be Arizona Western, a league rival coached by a close friend.

And if Tim makes it through the game without breaking down it'll be the upset of all upsets, given how at halftime he'll formally announce a scholarship in the name of his son, Ryan Wrigley Parmeter, who died from carbon monoxide poisoning Dec. 29, 2006, in what police ruled was a murder-suicide initiated by Tim's estranged wife and Ryan's mother, Paula.

"The game is going to be emotional," Tim said as he sat in his office two weekends ago, exactly one year to the day after he found Paula's and Ryan's bodies in the backseat of the family's black Volvo.

"I'm just happy I'll be coaching against a friend," Tim added with a half-hearted smile. "Maybe he'll be messed up, too."

A coach's son from Indiana, Tim followed his father into the profession after playing at Truman State. He worked at Central College in Iowa, then at Iowa State for Tim Floyd before landing at Scottsdale Community College, where he fielded a competitive team -- despite not having the luxury of scholarships or dorms -- and even found time to take in Trivia Night at a local establishment every once in a while.

That's where he met his wife, an Arizona State graduate.

"She was with a big group and I was with a big group and we met over Cubs trivia," Tim said. "The question was about Hack Wilson's record for RBI in a season and we both shouted the answer from opposite sides of the room. And then it was like, 'How'd you know that?'"

Turns out, Paula was from Chicago, a Cubs fan just like Tim. That led to a conversation about WGN, which led to a conversation about Bozo the Clown which led to a first date and a second date and a wedding date in 2000. Two years later, Tim got the head coaching job at Eastern Arizona, where he had a real campus and real dorms and a career heading upward.

Meantime, Paula got pregnant. The baby was born Aug. 31, 2004. They named him Ryan Wrigley Parmeter.

Wrigley was for Wrigley Field. Ryan was ...

"Just a name we both liked," Tim said.

The rest was supposed to be the picture-perfect life with family vacations and holidays spent together. Alas, too few unions go that route these days. In September 2006, Tim filed for divorce, which sent Paula into a state of despair. She sought professional help and was placed on medication.

"I considered Paula a friend, as well as my boss, and she was a nice person," Bryana said. "But she just couldn't handle going through the divorce."

Tim moved from the family's home shortly before Christmas 2006 and stayed in Arizona while Paula and Ryan visited her family for the holiday. Tim picked them up at Tucson International Airport late on Dec. 27 and drove them home. He put Ryan to bed and was planning to leave when he said Paula asked him to stay the night so they could enjoy a present-opening session the following morning.

"I wasn't going to stay, but then she looked at me and said, 'I'm so over you. Don't worry about it,'" Tim recalled. "So I just stayed and then we woke up the next day, had Christmas and had lunch. And then I was going to get out of there because I knew once she laid Ryan down for a nap she'd want to talk."

So Tim got out of there. But Paula called as soon as Ryan fell asleep.

"She was sitting in my closet, which was empty, crying and asking why I took all my clothes," Tim said. "I told her it was because I moved out, that we had talked about this. So that went on for a while and she finally said, 'I can't go on any more. I can't do it. I can't do it. I can't do it. Please take care of Ryan.' And then she just hung up."

Worried, Tim called back. Then Paula hung up. Then Tim called back. Then Paula hung up. And this went on for hours on into the night until Tim said Paula finally calmed down. But when Tim woke up the next morning he was still bothered by the tone and decided to call Paula's counselor to "just tell him all the stuff that had happened since she had been home from Chicago," Tim said. "I was like, 'Somebody is going to die. I don't know who. But somebody is going to die.'"

The counselor immediately called Paula, who immediately called Tim and "that conversation digressed into the nastiest, most vile conversation I've ever had with anybody," Tim recalled. "I was just listening, not really saying anything. And she said, 'I bet you want to go, don't you?' I said 'Yeah.' She said, 'Are you sick of this?' I said 'Yeah.' She said, 'Then why don't you just hang up?' And I said, 'Because you'll just call back. So I'll just wait and let you get it all out.' And then she goes, 'Well, I'm done. I'm not calling you back.' And I said 'OK.' And she said, 'I'm not calling you back. You'll really never hear from me again.' And that was at about 1 p.m. on Dec. 29th."

That was Tim's final conversation with Paula.

What he later learned from police is after she hung up, she wrote six suicide letters addressed to six different people and mailed them all to her brother. Afterward, she placed Ryan in the backseat of the car with six stuffed animals, some toys, a few books, a sippy cup filled with milk and some chocolate candy. She crammed towels in every crack of the garage door and unplugged it, which is why Tim's opener wouldn't work. Then she rolled the windows down in the car and opened the sunroof before starting the engine and beginning the process that would kill herself and her son.

"He was just sitting in the backseat with Mom, reading books and playing," Tim said. "He was just having a good time. What did he know?"

Paula also left a digital camera in the car. When Tim uploaded the pictures there was a final image of Ryan.

"There he is in the car," Tim said as he pulled the picture up on his computer. "See how his lips look swollen? The police said that's from the carbon monoxide."

By the time Ryan was buried the police had all six suicide letters. One was addressed to Tim. It was given to him after the memorial service. He sat at a table with two officers. Before reading it he asked a question.

"I asked them, 'Is this going to piss me off?' And one of them just said he had never seen anything like it. He said it was pure evil."

The letter was three pages hand-written.

It reads, in part: Don't ever try to convince yourself otherwise -- this event is absolutely, completely your fault. You created it. You could have prevented it. You encouraged it. You found our pain funny. ... If I have the opportunity to haunt you, I will. ... I pray you will see our faces in your mind's eye and wonder what Ryan could have been and what we could have had if you had only chosen love.

"There is no remorse," Tim said. "It's the opposite of remorseful."

The note is signed Paula.

Beside her name is some scribbling. It's clear she also had Ryan sign the letter.

To the side she wrote, "That's Ryan saying bye-bye, Dada."

"That's the part that really gets me," Tim said, his voice cracking as he placed the letter back into his bag. "That part still gets me to this day."


• • •
Coaches spend much of every season talking about taking it one game at a time in an attempt to win it all. That's why this story is different, because it's about a man taking it one second at a time, about a man having trouble focusing on winning anything because he's still trying to come to terms with everything he's lost.

It's a slow process.

A year to the day after finding the bodies, Tim Parmeter parked in the same garage and sat in the same house, a place where not much has changed.


Wrigley Field isn't just a stadium, it was also young Ryan's namesake. (Provided to CBSSports.com)
Ryan's room is still mostly as it was, replete with baby blue walls, a diagram of Wrigley Field and a stand holding his three favorite books, Goodnight Moon, The Going to Bed Book and Pajama Time!. Beside that is a red chair, the same red chair Tim used to sit in while reading to Ryan. He still sits there sometimes, still reads those books. There's a box of Kleenex on the floor next to the chair. It never moves. It just stays there until it's empty. Then another box replaces it.

In the den, Elmo still sits next to the TV.

In Tim's room, Cookie Monster still sits on the bed.

In the kitchen, the high-chair still sits next to the table.

And the obvious question is why, why remain in this house where an unthinkable act tore a life to pieces?

"People ask that all the time," Tim said. "They say, 'I can't believe you're still here. How could you still live here?' But this is where my son lived. So I have a harder time imagining not being here, a harder time imagining moving out of here because though I have one bad memory here, my mind mostly floods with good memories."

Which is not to suggest his mind doesn't slip. It does. Bad times come without warning and can be triggered by anything.

Sometimes it's things as obvious as pictures, which decorate the walls of his home and office. Other times it's less obvious things -- like cows (Ryan loved cows) or Subway (Ryan would get bread from there to feed the ducks at a nearby pond) or the No. 1 (Ryan, for reasons Tim still doesn't understand, refused to say the No. 1 when counting) or that Rodney Atkins song Watching You (it's about a father and son) or even something as simple as a Pop-Tart.

"I got a Pop-Tart the other day," Tim said. "I took one bite and cried because it reminded me of Ryan."

Breakfast, in general, reminds Tim of Ryan.

"A perfect example is when my family and I all went and stayed with Tim after it happened, and we got up one morning to fix breakfast," said Arizona Western coach Kelly Green. "So I went to the store and got a bunch of stuff and fixed breakfast, and then when Tim got up I told him to join us. But he couldn't do it. He just went outside and sat. So I went out there and talked to him and asked what was wrong, and he said he just couldn't do it because that's one thing Ryan and him used to do together. He used to get up and fix Ryan breakfast and then they'd just sit there together. So now breakfast is difficult."

"It's crazy what he's been through," added Kris Dunn, a college teammate of Tim's. "But what I'm proud of most is that Tim has never really melted."

He has had moments, though. It took a month before he could even go back in his garage, and moving the black Volvo for the first time (Tim ultimately sold it) nearly caused a panic attack. One time he was watching film of an old game and saw Paula and Ryan in the crowd. That was rough because he wasn't prepared to see them.

But in low times he pulls Paula's suicide letter out from that bag and reads it because, in some warped way, it makes him stronger and helps move him along.

"That letter makes me realize that giving up in whatever sense that I would give up would be letting her win," Tim said. "If I killed myself or quit coaching, then I think I would be letting her win because that's what she wanted. She obviously wanted to hurt me. And she did. But I'm gonna try to keep going. I'm just gonna try to keep doing the best I can."

One of the things Tim remembers about the day he discovered the bodies is that it was 11:12 a.m. when he walked into the garage. So on Dec. 30, 2007 -- one year to the day -- he scheduled practice for 11 a.m., and it was easy to figure out the motivation.

"Practice gave him something to do, something to help get through that time," said Eastern Arizona assistant Anthony Owens. "It was important for him to be here at that time."

So Tim was there at that time -- standing in black pants, a gray shirt and white shoes while his players sat in a circle at midcourt, stretching, grabbing their toes and counting: 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... 4 ... 5 ... 6 ... 7 ... 8 ... 9 ... 10 ... clap ... clap ... clap.

When 11:12 came, Tim was leaning against a brick wall, no expression, no words. He just stared at the clock above and watched the seconds slowly tick away, each as hard as the one that preceded it.

[flere-imsaho]

Wow. At first I thought it was mostly another senseless and terribly sad tragedy, but not necessarily worth a "special place in hell", but then I read the part you bolded and.... Yow. That's awful.

[MikeVic]

That's really horrible.

[stevew]

fuckin' a, I don't know if i could deal with something like that. what a cunt.

[johnnyshaka]

Originally Posted by stevew

what a cunt.

Perfect use of the word...well played.

I have a sister-in-law from hell...well, soon to be ex...and I cringe and the thought of what her worst is because when she was supposedly happy she was the bitch of all bitches. I pray for my three nieces each and every night.

[Honolulu_Blue]

Originally Posted by stevew

what a cunt.

You know, I don't think I've ever said this, but, here, cunt is just not really a strong enough word.

[stevew]

Originally Posted by johnnyshaka

I have a sister-in-law from hell...well, soon to be ex...and I cringe and the thought of what her worst is because when she was supposedly happy she was the bitch of all bitches. I pray for my three nieces each and every night.

Me too. I'm afraid she's going to push my wife's brother to suicide or get him murdered at some point. I fucking hate her.

[Sublime 2]

Unreal...

[Pumpy Tudors]

I just about cried reading that story. Damn. That woman never has the right to be referred to as "a mother." No mother could do that.

[Toddzilla]

I can't deal with it, and it's just a story to me....sheesh, that just ruined my whole day.

[Lathum]

crazy

[JonInMiddleGA]

Just ... damn.

[King of New York]

Even by the usually woeful standards of the human race, that's just incomprehensibly evil and twisted.

[King of New York]

Dola-I've often thought that the most important and valuable thing in the world that a guy can have is a great mother for one's kids.

That story really confirms it.

[Butter]

Originally Posted by Pumpy Tudors

I just about cried reading that story. Damn.

Me too. That's just all kinds of fucked up.

[sachmo71]

Originally Posted by Pumpy Tudors

I just about cried reading that story. Damn. That woman never has the right to be referred to as "a mother." No mother could do that.

I keep thinking the same thing after I read a story about a mother killing her kids with rocks, or drowning them in the bathtub, or cutting off their babies arms.

Fathers get equal time. It seems every time I turn on the news, I see a father who is so made at the mother of his children that he takes her out, and the kids, and then himself.

The only thing I can come up with is that we have become so selfish as people, and so convinced of our own right to happiness, that we think we have the right to lash out that violently at the object of that pain, which includes killing children as an extra "fuck you" to our perceived tormentor.

There's all kinds of crazy in this world, but it seems to be happening too often to chalk it up to mental illness. I think you have to throw selfishness in there as well, and it really just makes me sad.

[WheelsVT]

This got to me enough that I had to make my first post in ages.

What a heart-breaking story that hits home for me as a father of two. I can't imagine dealing with it. My thoughts and prayers go out to him, and all parents that have lost children in situations like this.

[Cringer]

Messed up.

I don't really buy into the afterllife but I may just have to kill myself to go after her ass and kill her again.

[Warhammer]

Gary Parrish the author of the article has a morning show on the radio here in town and he was talking about the story today. He said that when he interviewed the guy, he wound up staying extremely late because he could tell the guy didn't want him to leave.

[MacroGuru]

Wow....I mean...words can't express what I feel about this...She is beyond anything I can think of...pure evil doesn't even describe it.

[oliegirl]

What a horrible, horrible tragedy. And that guy has to live with this every day for the rest of his life. I'm sure there is a "special place in hell" for her, but I hope there are a few guardian angels looking over Tim, and hopefully one of them is his son.

[Farrah Whitworth-Rahn]

I could never, ever imagine deliberately planning to hurt my son.

This story, the pure evil in this woman....makes me sick.

[Pumpy Tudors]

I just read it again. I don't know why. It hurts. For some reason, the part that really got to me was that the man couldn't even eat a Pop-Tart without crying.

While the most horrible thing the woman did was kill her innocent child, it's almost as bad that she used the boy as a weapon against her husband. Sadly, far too many children are used by their parents in an attempt to fuck up an ex's life. It pisses me off, and it makes me grateful that there are so many good parents out there who would never do such a thing.

[Eaglesfan27]

Just horrific.

[Toddzilla]

Note to self:

Never read threads with "special place in hell" in the title...

[Arles]

Disgusting. I don't know how a mother could behave like that.

[Logan]

Originally Posted by Arles

Disgusting. I don't know how a mother could behave like that.

As The Pump said, "a mother" would never behave like that.

[Fidatelo]

Fuckin' crikey.

[Jas_lov]

This is an absolutely horrific story and I wish I hadn't read it.

[RomaGoth]

What a horrible story. Another senseless act by a moron with no regard for anyone else. Yes, she is a cunt. In fact, she is a double cunt.

[CU Tiger]

damn why did I read that.
I want to cry. That is one of those things you will never get out of your mind. What a horrific bitch. It a shame she died, she desrves torture and pain not an easy painless death

[Schmidty]

I didn't need to read that.

They need to dig up her grave, take a shit and piss on her corpse, spit on it, take a sledgehammer to it, burn it, and then erase her name from everything that contains it.

I understand that mental illness is a horrible thing to deal with, but there has to be something even deeper and more evil in a person's soul to do a thing like that.

[TexasT]

That's absolutely the saddest thing I've ever read! I absolutely adore my 11 yr old daughter and we do everything together. Just can't imagine. I shed a tear for that poor man

[pennywisesb]

Wow, great story to read before bed. That is probably the worst thing I've ever read. How sad.

[stevew]

For some reason, I can't really get this story out of my head. Anyways, what the hell happens in a case like this with his wife. He might actually have to pay out of pocket for some of the funeral or something? Still pisses me off thinking about it.

[Farrah Whitworth-Rahn]

I really hate to bump this thread, considering it makes me sick to think about it. But there's been an interesting turn of events.

Emphasis mine.

http://www.azcentral.com/news/articl...0parmeter.html

Sex scandal in small town adds twist to murder-suicide tragedy

Dennis Wagner
Arizona Republic
Jan. 30, 2008 12:00 AM
THATCHER - Tim Parmeter's estranged wife killed herself 13 months ago and took the life of their 2-year-old son, leaving behind a spite-filled letter and broken hearts.

Parmeter, former basketball coach at Eastern Arizona College, was "absolutely, completely" to blame, his wife wrote. A CBSSports .com story last month on the tragedy presented Parmeter, 37, as the victim of a deranged wife.

Support letters and e-mails poured in from around the nation. A memorial scholarship was created in the name of the slain child.

But amid the sympathy and acclaim came a stunning accusation. A woman stepped forward to claim that she and Parmeter had been involved for nearly two years, beginning when she was 16.

Now, Parmeter faces allegations of sexual relations with a teenage girl. He is under criminal investigation involving sexual misconduct. He has been fired from his job.

And he is at the vortex of a swirling scandal in this close-knit community.

Among the more wrenching claims: On Dec. 29, 2006, the night before Paula Parmeter, 37, and son Ryan were found dead of carbon-monoxide poisoning, Tim Parmeter was with his teenage paramour.

Sex contact denied

The girl, a high-school basketball player, said Parmeter was upset that night about his pending divorcebut nevertheless became amorous with her in his office bathroom. When confronted by detectives, Parmeter denied sexual contact with the girl and accused her of stalking him.

The accuser, who at one point helped out at the coach's summer-basketball camp, gave detectives e-mails ostensibly sent to her by Parmeter. A friend corroborated her story, according to the investigative record.

Parmeter was terminated as head coach and escorted off campus by Thatcher Police Chief Mike Stevens.

A banner headline in the Eastern Arizona Courier, "Coach accused of sexual misconduct with minor," fueled the Graham County rumor mill.

Little being said

Parmeter did not respond to interview requests. Detectives would say little about the case. College officials declined to comment on why he was fired.

According to a campus-police report, the girl told investigators she began exchanging e-mails and phone calls with Parmeter soon after meeting him through a friend.

The girl, now 18 and attending the college, said their first kiss was in June 2005, during a visit at his office at the school's Guitteau Gymnasium.

Over the next two years, the girl told police, she and Parmeter had intimate relations several times a week at his office and about a dozen times at his home.

Investigators recorded a phone conversation between Parmeter and his accuser and then a meeting between the two at the coach's office.

According to the police report, the girl asked if he was seeing anyone else during their relationship: "Parmeter told her that there was no one and pointed at her and mouthed words to the effect, 'Only you.' She could hear the whisper as he said it."

Police interviewed Parmeter on Jan. 17. He told investigators the girl was obsessed with him. When officers described e-mail evidence, the report says, Parmeter claimed the girl had gained access to his computer and written the messages to frame him.

Investigators then discussed specific sexual encounters described by the girl. "Parmeter's face turned red," according to the report. "He did not admit that he had had sex (with the accuser)."

Shared devotion

Parmeter told CBS he met his wife at a Valley sports bar. It was Trivia Night, and the two were bonded by a devotion to the Chicago Cubs.

Tim was head basketball coach at Scottsdale Community College, establishing a five-year winning tradition.

Paula, an Arizona State University graduate, was an expert at developing management systems for major companies.

In a memorial note posted on the Internet, a friend wrote that Paula "performed her job as she lived her life, with incredible integrity, commitment, passion and strength."

After the marriage in 2000, Tim took the job at Eastern Arizona College in the shadow of Mount Graham. Ryan Wrigley Parmeter - his middle name drawn from Wrigley Field, the Cubs' ballpark - was born in August 2004.

Two years later, the marriage unraveled.

Tim Parmeter filed for divorce on Nov. 6, 2006. Graham County Superior Court records show the couple disputed the custody of Ryan, along with matters as trivial as who would get the couch.

According to police reports, Paula suspected an affair but not with a teenager. Rather, she thought her husband was involved with a former employee at the college.

On Dec. 21, 2006, the reports say, Paula had a chance meeting with that woman in the local Wal-Mart and launched into a cursing tirade in front of children. The woman, who denied a romantic relationship with Tim, sought a court protective order.

One day later, Paula's sister in Wisconsin called Thatcher police seeking a welfare check because of a possible overdose. Officers found Paula safe but disconsolate.

Tim had moved out of the house by then. He told police that Dec. 29, 2006, was marked by an angry phone conversation with his wife. The next morning, he went to check on her and Ryan. The police report says Tim Parmeter was speaking with the former college employee on his cellphone when he entered the garage, which was filled with exhaust fumes. "They're dead!" he cried. "They're dead! She got my baby!"

Suicide notes sent

Paula and Ryan were in the back seat of a black Volvo. The boy lay on the floor, wrapped in a blue blanket, with stuffed animals and toys beside him.

The garage door was closed, with blankets stuffed into cracks. The car ignition was on, but it had stopped running when the gas tank ran empty.

There was a camera on the seat. The last photograph showed Ryan standing inside the car, still conscious, but his lips apparently had reddened from carbon-monoxide exposure.

Paula Parmeter had written and sent suicide notes to her husband, family members and friends.

A talk with CBS

Police refused to release those letters, but Tim shared the contents of his with CBS.

"This event is absolutely, completely your fault," Paula wrote. "You found our pain funny. . . . If I have the opportunity to haunt you, I will. . . . I pray that you will see our faces in your mind's eye and wonder what Ryan could have been and what we could have had if you had only chosen love."

There was a child's scribbling at the end, according to the article, and an explanatory note from Paula: "That's Ryan saying bye-bye, Dada."

In the CBS story, Tim Parmeter said the letter goaded him to get on with life.

"If I killed myself or quit coaching, then I think I would be letting her win because that's what she wanted," he said. "She obviously wanted to hurt me. And she did. But I'm gonna try to keep going."

This week, after learning of the sexual-misconduct allegations, Paula's sister, Abby Wilson, issued a statement on behalf of the family: "Nothing that happens or doesn't happen with Tim could bring Paula and Ryan back. We have all suffered a terrible loss and our family is still grieving."

Close-knit community

Graham County is known for its mines, farms and families.

It's the kind of place where a gray-haired waitress at Jerry's Restaurant gruffly greets customers with the question, "Whatcha gonna have, hon?" Where the local prosecutor also happens to be Paula's divorce lawyer. And where community-college hoops is the biggest game in town each winter.

Last Wednesday, nearly 400 fans were packed into a gym nicknamed the Monster Pit. High up in the stands, freshman center Tim Kiewel prepared to film the game, unable to play because of an ankle injury. Kiewel said his Eastern Arizona teammates are in the dark about coach Parmeter, unsure what to think.

"They didn't tell us anything at all," Kiewel said. "I'm hurt more than anything, just surprised."

Kiewel said Parmeter is the best coach he has ever played for. "Off the floor, he's really easygoing, a nice guy. On the floor, he's a fantastic coach."

The game goes on

The Gila Monsters seemed confused and sluggish during the game's opening minutes, then went on a scoring rampage led by guard Will Bynum. Eastern Arizona won, 83-74. The band played in celebration. But, even in victory, there was a hollow feeling.

Bynum, recipient of the first Ryan Wrigley Parmeter Memorial Scholarship, exited the locker room. Before a question could be asked, he lowered his eyes, shook his head and said, "I have nothing to say."

[Mizzou B-ball fan]

What a mess. I'm thankful every day that my family life is great and I have a healthy baby.

[Mustang]

She can still burn in hell for killing her child.

[oliegirl]

Certainly doesn't absolve her of what she did, but at the same time, it certainly changes things and makes you wonder about the husband, and what type of conversations went on between them in the days before she did what she did.

Still amazingly tragic.

[DaddyTorgo]

Originally Posted by Mustang

She can still burn in hell for killing her child.

+1

doesnt make him a saint, but for fuck's sake...she could have at least not taken it out on the kid. At least pull a Lorena Bobbit or something on the person who deserves it, not a kid who can't even do anything about it.

[Surtt]

I figured he was scum after reading this.

Originally Posted by MrBug708

"I wasn't going to stay, but then she looked at me and said, 'I'm so over you. Don't worry about it,'" Tim recalled. "So I just stayed and then we woke up the next day, had Christmas and had lunch. And then I was going to get out of there because I knew once she laid Ryan down for a nap she'd want to talk."

Take advantage of the situation to get your rocks off, then toss her aside the next day.


As others have said,
It does not excuse her in any way for what she did.

[jeff061]

Not surprised at all. Doesn't change a thing.

[PilotMan]

After reading this whole thread again, I think that I need to go kiss my wife and kids again. The whole thing still makes me sick.

[ColtCrazy]

This is just a horrible story. I'm near tears here. I need to wake my wife up. We had a very rare argument tonight. None of that is worth it when life is so precious. I hope this bitch rots in hell forever. What mother indeed. As a teacher, I get so fed up with stupid ass parents that don't deserve the title.