Tuesday, July 02, 2013

Shocking Interviews With 5 Sex Offenders

Shocking Interviews With 5 Sex Offenders
By Frank Parlato
Niagara Falls Reporter - July 2, 2013


It struck me that, in the interest of fairness, I should visit and interview a few registered sex offenders to find out what it was like to be on the registry and how and why they came to live in Niagara Falls.

In total, I interviewed five of them in their homes. Their names and addresses have been changed, as well as a few incidental facts, to protect their privacy, such as it is. 

It was Friday night around nine when I approached the home of Willie. He lived in an upper apartment not far from the casino. 

I was with the Reporter's able staffer, Sarah Feth, who would help with the interviews and finding the streets.

The sound of rap music was blaring from the street as we pulled up to Willie's home. The booming bass was actually painful to the ears. 

The door leading upstairs was open. As we walked upstairs, I startled a young man, perhaps not expecting to see a man in a suit jacket. I asked for Willie.

He jumped inside the apartment and called for Willie who appeared at
the door.

Is there a problem? Willie asked in a humble voice. Please shoot from the hip. Do I have a problem?

No, I said. Niagara Falls has been flooded with sex offenders. I'm trying to show the public both sides of it. You are a level 3?

No, I am a level 2.

He invited Sarah and I in and offered us a seat.

What happened? I asked. You did something with a minor?

In my situation the girl said she was an age that she wasn't, Willie said.

She lied?

I tried to cooperate with police. I didn't think I did anything wrong. Because of what I said I got convicted of being a sex offender. I never had any sexual contact. I never had sex with her.

What did you do?

She touched me down there (pointing to his crotch) and I told the police.

How old?

She was 15. She came to my house. I was on parole. Just come home from a shock program and my friend brought her over. None of us really knew her. She was a runaway from a home. Because of what I said, basically, I screwed myself. Nothing happened. That's why my charge was a misdemeanor.

You said she tried to touch you.  Did you push her off? I asked.

My girlfriend at the time, she got mad, and told her to leave. The police came a week after I seen the young lady and asked me to come down to the station. I talked to them. I gave them my statement. A month later, they charged me with rape.

The girl testified against you?

I didn't go to trial. I took the plea of a misdemeanor because I was going to do 16 months anyway because of a parole violation for drugs. I looked at it as 'time served.' I didn't really know what (registered) 'sex offender' was then. After I got home, I started seeing what people were saying about me. I've lived with this now for 10 years. Even if I go to visit my family, down south, I have to register. That's embarrassing. I got to do this for the rest of my life.

You never raped her? I asked.

She said I did it to her in a field.

She said I sodomized her and made her do oral sex. She said she was fighting me off, you know. There was no evidence. There was no scratches or bruises. 
They checked me. I didn't even know this girl, man. You were never alone?

No.

Why did she create a big story like that?

Because she was in a home and they were going to transfer her. They were going to let her stay longer. She didn’t want to get in trouble, so she made up this story.

Do you have a job?

I work as a janitor. I'm 35. To be honest with you, my family, I haven't even spoken to them about it. Can you change my name in the story?

Sure.

After we left, Sarah said, these young girls out there they can be terrible, too.

Is he telling the truth? I asked.

He might be. Women lie, she said. We got in the car and drove to an- other apartment. It was close to 11 p.m. 

When we got to our destination, I knocked at the door. A man answered.

Are you Jimmy Warren? I asked.

What did I do? the man responded.

You're not in any trouble.

I introduced Sarah and explained what I wanted and, as we walked up- stairs, he said to one of his roommates, turn the radio off. 

I recognized one from his photograph. All three were on the registry: Alan, Chuck and Jimmy. 
Jimmy had been just released after nine years in state prison. He came from Wilson originally.

Why did you select Niagara Falls? I asked.

I didn’t select it. Parole board put me here, Jimmy said. 

Yeah, that’s what they do, said Chuck. I knew nothing from Niagara Falls.

Alan added, The house I applied for, my parent's house in Barker, I couldn't live at because my family had pit bulls.

As we spoke I learned that when I had come to their home, the three men were engaged in the dice game known as Yahtzee. Their curfews were be- tween 7 and 9, depending on the man, so they were all in for the night. They were sober. The radio had been on but not loudly. Their apartment was clean, not lavish, but decent. They spoke of how they went to various programs every week. Two of them had ankle monitors.

There is no taking it off. It is permanently mounted on you, said Jimmy. I started to talk to Chuck.

You originally got in trouble when?

2007, but they sentenced me in 2008, a whole year later, Chuck said.

What did you get in trouble for?

I pissed out a window, but I wrote in a statement that she touched my penis.

You pissed out a window? I asked.

My little cousin walked in on me as I'm pissing. I thought it was my stepdad, who was in the room across from me. I was drinking. I only had like three. That’s unlike me. Usually I drink 'shitload.' I work, come home -- my mom's house in Lockport. Only one bathroom and a house full of people. There was no children at the time.  But John Wilson dropped her off at 9 at night.

Her?

My cousin, Chuck said.

How old was the child?

5 , 6 ...maybe 7. She came in, as I was pissing out the window. I didn't know who it was. I turned my back, then I looked over my shoulder as I turned my body and I said, 'get out.' She said, 'no.' I said.. (lowering his voice) 'no…?'

Two weeks before that, Chuck continued, I seen her hanging out the second story window. Her mom was downstairs with my mom gossiping. I walked in the room to play darts, shoot pool, whatever, and I looked out the window and all I seen was these little shoes dangling out the window above me. She might fall. I ran upstairs. My heart was beating. I opened up the door. I pulled her in.. leg,… arm. I pulled her in. Took her downstairs to my aunt. She pulled her pants down, her underwear down, and whipped her ass.

Who pulled the pants down? I asked.

My aunt, Chuck said. Then two weeks later, that’s when all this happened. I told her, when she came in the room and I was pissing, I said, 'get out.'  She said, 'no'. I said, 'get the f--- out.'  She said, 'I'm going to say, "you touched me then"'.

A six year old? I asked.

Yes, Chuck said, so I told her when she said that, 'I don't care.' I said to her, 'get the f--k out.' I wasn't thinking nothing about it. She went downstairs singing a little song 'I seen Chuck peeing out the window.' … After I talked to detectives, three months later, they said she was upset by it. She was upset? I lost my job. I lost my apartment. The very first sentence in my statement I signed was she touched my penis. Then they wrote, I touched her vagina. I signed it, but it was untrue. I went to prison for three years.

Did you have any other sex crimes?

When I was 13. I got forced to babysit. What does it say in the Bible. 'No means no!’ So if you're forcing this teenager to babysit, maybe there is a reason he doesn't want to babysit.  Maybe, just maybe.

What did you do?

Penis to vagina, Chuck said. I was sent to a home for that. Before that, I got molested too, when I was asleep.  You're supposed to be safe when you are asleep. Right? I was too scared to look at who it was. That was something I shouldn’t have told anybody. I reported it and the wrong people got accused. My uncle and my brother.  Then I later found out who did it and I wanted to kill him.

 A little while before, you said it was untrue, your signed statement. 

I did not touch her, Chuck said. I said she came in and she touched my  penis.

Why did you say it, if it was untrue? I asked.

Because I had so much s--- going before that. I had a burglary and marijuana possession. They intertwined.  It’s what the detective wanted to hear.  I told him the truth for four hours. He didn't want to hear it, so I told him what he wanted to hear.


JIMMY
Next it was Jimmy who started to open up. He is on welfare and gets $200 a month in assistance, $200 in food stamps. His rent was $300 per month for his room, which taxpayers will pay. These costs however are substantially less than housing a man in prison.

I spent nine years in Attica. I molested a cousin, Jimmy said.

How old?

Let’s just say she wasn't in school yet. 

Do you have an attraction to little children?

If they cut this off, (referring to his genitals) I wouldn’t care. Look, I made that bed when I was 18 and now I'm lying in it the rest of my life.

What happened with your little cousin?  I asked. How did you get caught?

One day she started crying around me. Then I told her mother. Then she had me arrested.

How many times did you molest her?

Three times, Jimmy said.

How many children did you molest?

Two. I did five years for each one.

What prompted you to do it?

I had bad thoughts. I can control them better now. I know not to masturbate to those thoughts. Not necessarily children. Pre-teens. Now when I go out of the house, I don't look at anybody. I don't say 'hello' to anybody. At least now I can admit it. Years ago, I could not admit it. I got help, when I was locked up. But it's going to be a life long struggle.

Was it tough in jail?

I was raped by two men repeatedly, Jimmy said.

Were you abused when you were a child?

Jimmy started to cry. He said, she was 12. I was 11. It was her father. I was forced to jerk off my little girlfriend's father in order to be with her because I cared about her that much.  He made me jerk him off. I just wanted to be…

Are your parent's alive? I asked.

I talked to my dad for the first time in 26 years. My mother, I haven't
talked to since '06.

How do you fight the urge to be with little children?

My ID is on me 24/7, he said. This (ankle monitor) is on 24/7. I tell my- self, every day, when I walk out of this house, if I get a bad thought in my head, 'it is not worth it. I got too much to lose.'

How often do you have bad thoughts?

A couple times a day. If I do happen to glance at somebody, and something goes through my head...

Glance at somebody, like kids, you mean?

Right, teens or somebody like that.  I carry a rubber band around my wrist.  If I get a bad thought, I snap it as hard as I can. If it doesn't work the first time, I snap it even harder to pull my mind away.

Does it work?

Yeah. Plus I take my meds every night. Mood stabilizers, anti-depressants.

You are captive in your own house? I said.

Jimmy: ‘I wanted them to think, I liked females’

At least it’s not a prison, Jimmy said. I can touch the grass. I can touch a tree leaf. I can touch the bark. That’s a lot better than being in prison. I mean, sure I'm a little imprisoned in my own head, but it is a lot better than a jail cell. My room here is an 8 by 8.  My prison cell was a 5 by 7. You couldn't come out and use the kitchen and use the bathroom like here. I never went to the yard. I was in a 5 by 7 cell, 22 hours a day. I don't ever want to go back.

I know where most of the schools are, Jimmy continued. I know where not to go. I walk on the other side of the street. I am never allowed to go to a mall. Can't go to Tops (supermarket) without special permission. I worked very hard where I got to the point where I am attracted to teenagers.

How old? I asked.

13. They might as well just do a castration for my sex drive. I never had heterosexual sex in my life. I masturbate. I do. I don't want to. Cut the whole damn thing off.

Would that help you?

I don't care, Jimmy said. I used to get in trouble for wanting to be a girl while growing up. I had to try to be normal. I had homosexual lovers when I was a teenager. Much older adults.

Before, I was attracted to five-year-olds, Jimmy continued. I want it to be where all these bad thoughts will disappear and I will be somewhat normal. I know I'm not normal. But you know what? I have me. That's all I can count on. When I wake up every morning, I have my life. I'm scared. Sure, it’s scary. But I have to do it. I have to figure out my best ways of making it each day. Not each day, each minute.

Why did you have sex with children?

Jimmy again started to cry. He said, I thought that if it was a female, maybe they would accept me as a per-
son.

Even a child?

In my mind, I thought my family would think I was normal. They thought I was the scum of the earth because I was a faggot. The whole town knew and you don't live that down in Wilson.

You got picked on a lot?

People made fun of me.

But you had sex with two little girls?

There was no penetration. I put my tongue on their vaginas. (crying) I wanted them to think, I like females.

You wanted them to know you did this?

I wanted them to know I could do this with a female. I could actually like a female. I'll never have anybody close to me. Nobody will ever want to be close to me. Not one female.

What about your gay lovers?

Nobody is going to ever f----g accept me?

Why?

Because I'm a piece of s---t

Why?

Because look at me. I am the scum of the earth. Nobody is going to care for somebody who f---ks their life up like that.

Can't you recover? You're only 27.

Do you think anybody is going to stop looking at the fact that I'm a f---g pervert from the registry. Nobody will ever f---g be close to me. Nobody will want to be close to me.

Do you have anything to offer going forward? Could you escape the desire for having sex with children?

Jimmy, calming down a little said, Actually it is now more preteen boys and preteens girls, but more toward boys. But I won’t go toward the soup kitchen because there are too many children. I don't trust it. I hope one day I get well enough to work. I hope I could find a boyfriend and settle down. I do have things to offer. It is just a matter of somebody wanting me. Most times I hate not being normal. But I'm not going to hurt myself anymore.


ALAN
Alan had left and now he came back in the room. He was a level 1 offender. He was 31. Alan was on parole for attempted burglary. Since his first sex offender offense, he said he had not been in any kind of trouble for sex offenses. He had been in other kinds of trouble, perhaps caused by the fact that it is hard to get a job when you are a registered sex offender, and he turned to crime. He was 18 when it happened.  She was 15. It happened 12 years ago.

We were at a party, Alan said. I had sex with her. She was 15 but she consented. Later she told her mom. Her parents pressed charges. I went to jail for a year.  After I got out, I was a registered offender, level one.

You were both teenagers? I asked.

Yes and it ruined my whole life.  After I got out, I had eight years I was good with the law. I was taking care of my daughter and then I had my son.  But everywhere I go, I have to register.

It is like a brand, a mark. Funny, murderers do not have to register. Violent drug dealers do not have to register.

When I was a teenager, I had sex with a 15-year-old and now the rest of my
life, I have to register.

What's your future?

Get off parole. Get a job. Be there for my kids. Do something with my life. I want to work. I didn't do anything really bad with my life.

Chuck interrupted. Alan's good, he said. He gets off parole in seven months. I got nine years to go. You know, what is crazy? He is not really an offender. How do people become sex offenders?

How? I asked I am asking you, Chuck said.

How do you think?

They get caught. The ones who haven’t been caught, they are not sex
offenders. They are not sex offenders until they get caught.

Their apartment was decent, certainly not squalid, and reasonably clean. They shared a bathroom and kitchen and it was clean and presentable. I peered into their rooms and these, too, were clean. The furniture was presentable.

They are pretty neat for three guys, Sarah said.

I want to actually prove through my actions that I am getting better, Jimmy said as we walked through their apartment. Judge my actions on how I am doing now. Judge me on how much I worked to change. 

As we toured the apartment, I looked out the window. There was actually a nice view through the trees of the neighborhood.

Jimmy: ‘I wanted them to think, I liked females’

Charles: ‘I was lying down asleep’ 

I got a nice view, Chuck said. But we don’t look out the window all day long, like they say in the newspaper, looking at kids.  We don't sit around and talk about molesting kids.

We talk about the Yankees or the Bills.

We talk about songs, different genres, Jimmy said.

What kind of music do you like?  Sarah asked I like country, Jimmy said, I like soft rock and I like R & B.

I like heavy metal, Chuck said.  Country, a little hip hop, jazz. Ray Charles. George Jones.


CHARLES
The following day, Sarah and I made our last visit. 

His name was Charles. He had a soft, warm voice and he certainly did not look like a man who had spent much of his adult life in prison. He had a fiancĂ© now and two adult sons, one of whom he was in contact with. 

The other was in prison. He also had a daughter who was 22.

Charles lived in his late mother’s house. There was a fish tank, a piano, decent, warm furniture, and a fine looking dog. The decor was from the 60's; he had grown up in this house.  We came into his living room. I sat on a chair. Sarah sat on the couch. He sat across from us. 

Charles had committed his offense on New York City, more than 20 years ago. He was a level 2 offender and had been out of prison for two years. He had another five years on parole.

I was living in New York, Charles explained, and I was keeping my daughter and I was lying down asleep and things happened and I didn't stop her from, you know, the contact. When I woke up, I was erected and I had climaxed and I didn't stop her from doing that. A little while down the line, my ex-wife, she had my daughter tested or whatever.

How old was your daughter? I asked. 

She was four, said Charles. I didn't tell my ex-wife about it. We were married at the time but we were separated. 

Later on down the line she had her checked and there was damage to her vagina and stuff like that and I went to court and my lawyer told me I had no chance to win so I ended up copping out to the rape charge.

You were sound asleep at the time, and she woke you up?

She came on top of me and started humping on me.

So you were sort of a victim then?

In a way, Charles said.

Is that unusual for a child to do that? I asked. I never heard of that before.  A four-year-old. Have you Sarah?

No, Sarah said.

How old is your daughter now? I asked.

She is 22.

Have you ever talked to her about this?

No.

How long did you spend in jail?

14 years.

How old are you?

Fifty-three. I was 28. I was working in sales but I was into crack cocaine.

Your senses were not always the clearest then, I said.

Charles:  ‘I hope it didn’t affect her in any kind of way’


“No.

My mother died when I was in prison in 2002. My father died in 1987. If he had heard about this, it would have killed him, Charles said. My one son is incarcerated for rape. He raped his girlfriend.

Date rape? Sarah asked.

Actually, she was in the hospital.  She was pregnant at the time and they had sex in the hospital. The nurse caught them. They said because she was in the hospital under doctor's care she couldn’t give consent. I think he got seven years.

So going back to your life, did this happen with your daughter only once? I asked.

It happened a couple of times, Charles said. I didn't stop what happened. I just let it happen three times.  It has made me afraid to be around children.

So it was regular thing?

Up until I got sick and I went into the hospital and I didn't see her for several years. I didn't get charged with this crime until five years later. I started asking my ex-wife about seeing my daughter again and I asked her to come over and spend the night. She said, 'We'll see. I'll let you know.' Then the next thing I know a detective came to my job and arrested me.

Did you remember you had done that with your daughter?

Yes.

When you asked to have your daughter spend the night, were you thinking you might do it again?

No.

So how come you let her do it in the first place?

I was getting high and I didn't care.  Crack cocaine used to make my sex drive very high.

Did this happen any other time with other children?

No.

Do you still have a craving for children?

No. It had me f--d up. I have a common fear now because I wonder, am I going to do it again? I can't say I would or I wouldn't. I know I don't feel like that. I had chances to be with my grandkids because of the program I had with my parole, where they made arrangements for me to see my grandkids with supervision and I had no attraction to them sexually. But I'm under a lot of medication and my sex drive is low.

How do you feel about your daughter now?

I always wondered if she could shed light on the situation as far as her having vagina damage because I never had intercourse with her. Like I said, I
was asleep. I woke up. She was on top of me and was humping me. I cli-
maxed and I allowed it to go on. I never said anything and I never reported it. I have never had any contact with her since then. I am not allowed to have any contact with her or my exwife.

I asked Charles, What is the worst thing about the whole thing?

Not being able to interact with my grandchildren, he said.

I asked, If you had not been on crack cocaine?...

I never would have done it. I would have told her to get off of me and scolded her.

What would you say to your daughter, if you could say something to her right now?

I would tell her, I am very sorry for what I allowed to happen and I hope it didn't affect her in any kind of way. I feel very guilty for it.

Charles: ‘I hope it didn’t affect her in any kind of way’

Charles: ‘I am sorry for what happened’

Now Charles started to cry. I'm a pedophile. It was a bad choice I made in the past. Some people, they take you for who you are now. But the majority of people they look at you and say you are a f---g scumbag. I know that it is not me. I know what influenced me to do it. That’s why I stay away from it.

Do you have a message for your ex-wife? I asked.

I would ask her if she would forgive me for what I allowed to happen.  I am sorry for what happened. If I could do it all over again, I would do it all different. I wouldn't do the drugs and I wouldn't allow myself to get into that situation. Drugs were the biggest problem in my life.

I asked him if he had any message to give to the public.

Yes, he said. That not all sex offenders are monsters. That with treatment and help, they can do better. They can be aware of their situations and what they done, that all people didn't make these choices or those mistakes.

With help, I feel we can still interact with the community. I do not believe that all sex offenders are monsters. There are some that just cannot control themselves. I am aware of that. I think the public should be able to say, we will take you for who you are and how you prove yourself. As far as myself, I am not attracted to children. I love kids, I really do.

We left Charles and drove away.  Sarah said, I'm glad I went with this. It showed me another side. There is always another side. But truthfully I wouldn’t want my children near these men, none of them. And it must be hard for the people who live near them with children, hard on the families and the communities. And, like Jimmy said, hard on the sex offenders themselves.


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