Lust Killer

Always good reading when its an Ann Rule book. Very interesting and disturbing how this person got away with these horrific crimes.

Read the book in 1983........Interesting to say the least......Jerome Henry Brudos, Corvallis, OR Highschool Class of 1958 was in my graduating class. Just checked in my 1958 year book to see if he wrote anything and he did,,,"Jim, to the kid with the wicked elbo who in my jr year told me what to say and what to read in shaws (teacher) class" Signed Jerry Brudos... Seemed like any other high school senior that year; did not socialize with him so did not know much about him....His senior summary indicates he was a member of Boys League; Stagecraft; Radio Club; AV; and was a transfer from North Salem High 4; and planned on military service after school...

I loved this book. Ann Rule writes so that you feel as though you are there. The book begins with a recitation of the events as the police learned them; then after the killer was arrested, his confessions and the evidence gathered during searches provides unbelievable detail. Unless you already know the story of Brunos, you won't believe what happens, even after he's sentenced and in prison. This book is a strong message to everyone, especially young women, to be aware of your surroundings!

Once again, Ann Rule proves why she is one of the best. "Lust Killer" is a concise and insightful look into the life and crimes of serial killer Jerome Brudos. But more than that, it is a chilling look into the often forgotten realm of victimology. Think you're safe when you go to the mall at high noon? Read this book. Think a man who looks like a big dumb teddy bear can't possibly be a threat to you? Read this book. Think a chance encounter with some stranger in a typical middle-class neighborhood is no big deal? Read this book. Oh, and one more thing . . . be ready to look over your shoulder the next time you go shopping.

Ann Rule looks deep into the mind of Jerome Brudos and takes us from his early years of contempt for his mother, to his final acts of hatred toward all women. His own wife, whom he loved dearly, never knew of his murders, rapes and unthinkable acts toward the women he abducted. Even when he was apprehended, the stoic confession of his crimes was more an act of bragging than remorse. Ann Rule keeps us turning the pages until we flip the last one