He was due back by dark, which technically would've been nine o'clock and so he'd only really been missing an hour. But they told me to stay by the phone, uhhh, and stay home, that someone would either phone me or come by. But then an hour, the uhhh… police officer and the police staff chaplain came to my house. The chaplain by himself is a major statement, I mean, not too many times do those people come to your house. I… listened as calmly as I could as they informed me that they were pretty sure they had my boy… that he was alive, but that he had been sexually assaulted and he was in the hospital, and I needed to go down there. I… don't remember too much more beyond that… My- my whole system started shutting down. All I could think of was, "He’s alive, and there’s something I need to do." And.. so I, got my shoes on and I got in the car and I drove down to emergency room and uhhh… The staff at the hospital is really, very, very supportive uhhhm… My mother had gone with me, and they took us into a conference room and the chief uhhh, surgeon or… staff doctor uhhhh uhhmmm- Doctor Coums, came in to… tell us the… details then of what had happened. There was a... psychologist there with us also, in order to uhhh… help us through this… uhmmmm, the more people that are there, the more tragic you know it’s going to be and yet I was not at all prepared for what the doctor had to say. He asked what we’d already been told and I told him "basically nothing, you might as well start from the top". And if I could take back those words I would love to… because, the irony was… he started from the top… He had been strangled… He had been stabbed… and his penis had been severed… which is not exactly castration but it is… quite a dramatic mutilation.
