January 3, 2020, is the anniversary of the infamous U-Haul Murders and it makes sense to share the story at last. Many of you know that the ENTIRE story would make the book the size of a [Stephen] King book, which the publishers consistently told me was too long for a true crime story.

Um. I didn't realize true crime wasn't as long as the story IS.

To compromise, I decided to tell the original U-Haul Murders story without all the added crazy and downright incredulous extras (I previously forewarned you this story is a Coen Brothers film at worst). In these blogs, those things will come out. Like why it's taken ME 25 years to complete the story.

For now, know that I am putting the first chapter on Amazon Kindle, due out on January 3, 2020 (my 25th anniversary of working on the book) (stands on its own) for💲.99 USD and will follow with the entire book available in paperback and Kindle. The Kindle will be offered for the same low price of .99 cents and offered for Kindle Unlimited; the paperback will be as low priced as I can make it-my gift to you.

The goal is to get it out there, follow with a screenplay of the most ironic kind, and a video series of how EVERYTHING went down over the past 26 years. Help me make it work. 

FYI for those of you just stumbling on the U-Haul Murders, the author-Teraisa J. Goldman (Rogers), had full support of all the victims and most of the other characters involved, including homicide detectives, judges, and then-current sitting DA.

Comfort Maria Calambro Style

Maria and I have always had an unusual relationship; what else could there be between the woman who did the last and most unimaginable thing to her son and the person who was going to tell the world about it?

Back in 1995, she said no to my interviewing her. She had nothing to lose, she was already convicted and her appeal to the Nevada Supreme Court had been heard and ruled on, but she didn't want to deal with it. She did, however, want a friend.

She said she "would eventually tell [me] everything" but I assured her I would respect her wishes and simply be her friend unless and until she changed her mind. What was on public record, though, was fair game. I also said I wouldn't lie or try to tell her story; I was interested in sharing only the real story.

The next letter? She asked if I was the writer telling her story and could I send her the book? Yep. It's been strange.

A year into our relationship, I suffered a miscarriage and my son, Isaiah, escaped to what I pray is a better world. It was natural to tell my friend I was no longer pregnant which also would explain my somber letter.

Dear, sweet, Maria... she made and sent me this beautiful card and sentiment. Our family lost a lot when we evacuated our home to toxic mold but whatever was in the garage or car was fair game; Maria's card has been with me through the worst of times and even today, while sharing it with you and knowing she is no longer a mother because of what she did, it's comforting to know someone else cared about my son and fitting that it's someone who's son, Binh Canto Calambro, I wish I had gotten to love in life rather than death.


INSIDE CARD: May you be comforted by the kindness of those who love you. With deepest sympathy, [Maria] P.S. Psalms 116:15 Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints.