Shards Pellets Knives Oh My Author:John Fulker Attorney John Fulker readily acknowledges that the act of murder, per se, is trite; he stigmatizes it as "the ultimate obscenity." He concedes, however, that despite that somewhat aphoristic, generally-held perception, we are, all of us, nonetheless inordinately intrigued by capital cases--those instances where the participants actually play for... more » all the marbles. Over the past quarter century, Fulker has researched and presented, in novelized form, a collection of carefully selected murder cases from the annals of the Common Pleas Courts of his own Miami County, Ohio. Some of his cases were chosen because of the highprofile of the participants, the events of the crime or the subsequent court trials, and the intense public attention they commanded; others were included because of some exceptional feature, nuance or wrinkle which served to set them apart from the bathetic norm. With this latest work, a trilogy, he has completed his eight-piece anthology with the re-creation of the widely-publicized, and highly-controversial trial of "Slicker" Knoop in 1916, the bizarre circumstance and quixotic prosecution of Lonnie Hight in 1938, and finally, from the author's own experience, the trial of Charles Kennedy in 1964. As the title to the book would seem to suggest, the weapons involved in each of these cases proved to be pivotal to the issue of guilt or innocence. Shards Forrest Knoop, better known as "Slicker" was all that his nickname implied; although a direct descendant of the county's oldest and most distinguished family, albeit an illegitimate, he was the typical `man about town', suave, savvy and essentially unprincipled. His trial for the murder of Frank Favorite sorely taxed the energies and the trial skills of the legendary William A. Haines, whose professional ethics were severely compromised by the manner in which he mounted Knoop's defense. Pellets Some twenty years later, Lonnie Hight found himself in a prosaic, but nonetheless anguishing, situation with his attractive young wife. When he became aware of her flaunting dalliance with one of the randy young kids from the neighborhood, he attempted to exact a measure of retribution with a borrowed 12-gauge shotgun. Although Elizabeth miraculously survived a blast that blew away half her mid-section, her teenaged paramour, who had taken a few pellets in the arm, ultimately died from an adverse reaction to a routine prophylactic tetanus shot. Although there was considerable contention as to who had actually produced the boy's death--Lonnie or the treating physician--Lonnie was charged and tried for first degree murder in one of the more bizarre cases on record. Knives The author concludes his anthology with one of his own. In 1964 he was called upon to defend a young, intellectually-challenged black man for the brutal, savage slaughter of his own stepson. "There was blood virtually everywhere--it had dried now for nearly four weeks. But it was literally ubiquitous--on the carpet, the bedclothes, the furniture fabrics and on the floors. But it was the walls that marked the house as an abattoir. They looked like drab, unprepared screens upon which a giant had painted enormous incarnadine Rohrschach splotches with a huge straw broom." Counsel's efforts to defend Charles Kennedy were severely hampered by his professed inability to recall any of the events leading to the boy's death and the case became still more complex with the introduction of physical evidence to prove the crime and psychiatric testimony to address the defendant's claimed amnesia and his state of mind at the time of the homicide. A practicing attorney for more than fifty years, John Fulker is uniquely qualified, by experience and insight, to re-create the circumstances and the drama involved in these actual episodes. His research of court records and contemporary accounts, coupled with personal interviews and his own personal recollections, has enabled him to select and to present each of his cases with understanding, empathy and, above all, an elegant writing style.« less