Leonard Lake's Diary Part 4
THE LAKE DIARIES 1983-1984
Leonard Lake’s Diary 4
In March of 1983, Leonard Lake continues preparations to murder his friend Charles Gunnar. He calls the plan Operation Fish. He continues his relationship with his ex-wife and remains close to his sisters, but he is scheming to kill again. He philosophizes as he contemplates his dark future. “Our land of the free is not prepared to deal effectively with a truly free man. What can they do to the one who carries cyanide pills in his pockets?”
TUESDAY 1 MARCH, 1983
Nothing day. Paid $225 Rent to Frank.
WEDNESDAY 2 MARCH, 1983
Another Nothing Day. Dinner with Sonya.
THURSDAY 3 MARCH, 1983
Out early, picked up VW from Fern. To Lake County to pick up check. Nothing from Harry. Will start small claims action soonest. Returned home and car to Fern. Called Charles (Gunnar). See him tomorrow. Picked up Cricket at 1900. No op. (people home). Dinner. Home. Taped lovemaking. Will take her car to San Jose tomorrow.
FRIDAY 4 MARCH, 1983
Met Cricket at BART, dropped her off at work. To Charles’ (Gunnar) place to pick up TV cabinet. Lunch with Victoria. Picked Cricket up. Bus home. Cricket out to dinner. Op Scrubbed again. Home. Made love. She spent the night.
SATURDAY 5 MARCH, 1983
Cricket left early. Breakfast at Zims (?). Nothing day.
SUNDAY 6 MARCH, 1983
Repaired and set up TV stand. Mostly rewiring. Called Charles (Gunnar). Made tentative plans for helping him move. Buttler called. Made arrangements for visit tomorrow to deliver more dope. Still basic nothing day.
MONDAY 7 MARCH, 1983
Out and over to Oakland. Picked up $200 from Buttler. Made tentative plans for roofing Friday and Saturday. Delivered 4 more ounces of buds. Returned and found new Vantage Club listing. Some promising. Called Social Security and changed Don’s (Donald) address to Novato. Called Jim, made arrangements to deliver 1lb, $1600. Went to Dodge dealership and looked at a truck. Had hair cut, dinner on 18th St & home. Deposited $432 + $200 cash. Will move the 1.6K tomorrow. Good day.
TUESDAY 8 MARCH, 1983
Not much action today. Laundry. Called Telepatch and got a hold of Joyce. Will contact later. Charles (Gunnar) called. May go to San Jose tomorrow. Called Bev for lunch tomorrow. Called Fern and told her she could borrow $2K for her vacation. Petty stuff.
WEDNESDAY 9 MARCH, 1983
Cricket called. She is interested in joining Vantage. We might try op again on Friday if I’m available. Deposited $1400 cash in account. Balance seems around $200 low. Will check that. Confirmed lunch date with Bev. Lunch at Fisherman’s Wharf. About $40. Probably set up some future dope deals. Called Charles (Gunnar. He put me off until Friday. Will probably put him off until Saturday.
THURSDAY 10 MARCH, 1983
Called Cricket. Set up a date for tomorrow night. Over to Nona’s. Weeded for about 3 hours. Home. Shopping. Light rain. Called Jim. Not interested in rest of dope. Rats. Charles (Gunnar) called. Plans still unsettled. Recorded The Alamo.
FRIDAY 11 MARCH, 1983
Cricket over, op no go. Dinner, screwing, the usual.
SATURDAY 12 MARCH, 1983
Up early and off to San Jose. Spent Saturday, Sunday, half of Monday helping him move. (Charles Gunnar)
MONDAY 14 MARCH, 1983
In the door at approx 1430. Phone call from Tom. He put me in contact with Felicia, a 20-year-old Telepatch lady. 36, 26, 34, 120 lbs, 5’ 5” estimated. She’ll be here at 1100 tomorrow.
TUESDAY 15 MARCH, 1983
Felicia stood me up. Reason unknown. Bused at noon over to Novato and mailed package. Checked PO Box. Dinner with housemates.
WEDNESDAY 16 MARCH, 1983
Shopping. Otherwise, dull day. Called Tom (Telepatch). Arranged for MOLLY, age 24, 5’ 4”, 36-26-36, 125 lbs, to visit tomorrow. Felicia called, couldn’t find place. Will call back Monday.
THURSDAY 17 MARCH, 1983
Pretty much nothing day. Molly called and can’t make it. Sigh. Next Monday or Tuesday. Hot tubbing with M at night.
FRIDAY 18 MARCH, 1983
Lunch at 18th St. Organized some plumbing parts for Cricket’s house. Dinner with Cricket. Scott home so no op. Back here for sex. Picked up truck from Louie.
SATURDAY 19 MARCH, 1983
Drove to Calaveras house. Dug trench, bought & installed pipe for gas line. Left same day. Returned with booze, solar panels & pump. Few books and corner shelf. While driving (3.5 hours each way) had lots of time for thought/plans. Dug percolation trench while there. Going to buy a Telepatch lady for Charles (Gunnar) as inspiration to get him to Calaveras.
SUNDAY 20 MARCH, 1983
Slow day. Shopping, cooking. Unloaded truck.
MONDAY 21 MARCH, 1983
Another slow day. Ad for solar panels appeared in paper. No calls. Went to Sun Exchange and bought 20 rounds of 5.56 mm (NATO) ammo for CAR-15 loaded rifle and hung handy. Will probably sell but it’s loaded and locked in meantime. Priced HK-91 & AR-7 ($680 & $101). Home. Hung Corner shelf & mounted video camera, repaired television shelf. Wrote Charlie (Ng) for Fern, write Colt for CAR-15 manual.
TUESDAY 22 MARCH, 1983
Woke for the third morning in a row with dreams about guilt. Greenfield, and the Marine Corps. Not nightmares exactly, but uncomfortable. My subconscious is obviously trying to tell me something. Mailed letters, hung around. Cricket called. Sounded lonely. Wanted to do a `partnership’. Don’t know how I’ll deal with this. Called Fern. Will meet tomorrow and dinner Thursday for Pattie’s birthday. Again, your basic nothing day.
WEDNESDAY 23 MARCH, 1983
Over to Fern’s to borrow car. Attempted to enter Scott’s place but people kept interfering. Turned in some old books, bought some new ones. Had Fern write me a few checks for me. Ordered Starlight scope and black beret. Home. TV. Dullness.
THURSDAY 24 MARCH, 1983
Dull day. Laundry. Cleaned walls in upstairs bathroom. To Fern’s. Dinner out with Family. Back to Fern’s for CLUE game. Home.
FRIDAY 25 MARCH, 1983
Up early cleaning room. Off to downtown in search of new program for my Intellivision. The one I wanted wasn’t available. It will probably be $40 when out. Strange to spend that much money on a diversion. Called Allen Day (old room mate). Awaiting Cricket. Cricket arrived, much goofing off, lovemaking etc. Dinner at Golden Mirror near here. Nice place. She stayed the night.
SATURDAY 26 MARCH, 1983
Cricket left to retrieve Cinder. She (Cinder) remembered me! Trip to beach. Shopping. Cricket & Cinder spent night. Cricket brought (returned) my collection of porno mags, some silver, and parts to a 9 mm auto.
SUNDAY 27 MARCH, 1983
Lazy day. We laid around making love and napping. Took Cinder to park. Shopping. Cricket left around 1600. TV. Sonya came to tell me she’ll be leaving at the end of the month. Called Charles (Gunnar). He may go to Calaveras with me soon.
MONDAY 28 MARCH, 1983
Slow day. Shopping. Checked for a swimming suit at Woolworths but no go. Will try elsewhere tomorrow. Buttler called. Roof job Wednesday. Going to start gathering cash for Fern. Hiked up to the bank for $100.
TUESDAY 29 MARCH, 1983 Washed bedspread. Bused to gun shop and checked on parts for `the gun’ (Operation Fish) Cricket left for me. Turned out to be a fake (counterfeit gun). Sigh. Returned home. Left later for dental appointment. Had teeth cleaned. Home. Dinner with Sonya, M, and new housemate “Benny”. TV. So so day. Hiked to bank for another $100. I am moved to explain that in these days of exile my sleeping habits are much changed from the past. In these days I stay up late. Often reading until midnight and beyond. I am re-reading “The Lord of The Rings” for about the third or the fourth time. Read. Think. Read again. Much planning, research (??) waiting. Hopefully all the plans for my next op will come together within the next 10 days.
WEDNESDAY 30 MARCH, 1983
Off early to Buttler’s. Worked on his roof all day. He wrote me a check for $600 ($200 for roof and $400 for dope). Left 3 ounces of dope with him. Home around 2030. Found message from Cricket. Called her and made arrangements for possible plans (Operation Fish) in ten days. Called Charles (Gunnar). He turned me down for Calaveras. Offered bike. We will see what happens there. M leaving tomorrow. Said goodbye. Very tired. Good day. Much excesses, much money, busy all day. Wish they all could be like that.
THURSDAY 31 MARCH, 1983
Once I had a wife. She was my connection to the rest of the world. Thru her I could love, trust, believe in things others are allowed to believe in. I would have died for her, killed for her, even gone to jail, give up my freedom in exchange for the security of her love. Once I had a wife. Now I have no ties to the world.
I am both above it and removed from it. Oh, there are those I love -- my sisters, Beth, even Cricket still. But none of these bind me to the order of existence. I am free to die, with no responsibility. All I love, I love alone. Freedom -- an empty privilege. Still one I must bear with determination. Amusing, our “land of the free” is not prepared to deal effectively with a truly free man. What can they do to the one who carries cyanide pills in his pockets? When death holds no fears… when there is (sic) no responsibilities beyond the next meals. Society, you are being sacked and you don’t understand by who or why. And even if you did, you are powerless against one who is not afraid to die. Worked all day at Buttler’s roof. Body aches but its an ache of good. Home. Dinner. TV and drivel.
Leonard Lake’s Diary 4
In March of 1983, Leonard Lake continues preparations to murder his friend Charles Gunnar. He calls the plan Operation Fish. He continues his relationship with his ex-wife and remains close to his sisters, but he is scheming to kill again. He philosophizes as he contemplates his dark future. “Our land of the free is not prepared to deal effectively with a truly free man. What can they do to the one who carries cyanide pills in his pockets?”
TUESDAY 1 MARCH, 1983
Nothing day. Paid $225 Rent to Frank.
WEDNESDAY 2 MARCH, 1983
Another Nothing Day. Dinner with Sonya.
THURSDAY 3 MARCH, 1983
Out early, picked up VW from Fern. To Lake County to pick up check. Nothing from Harry. Will start small claims action soonest. Returned home and car to Fern. Called Charles (Gunnar). See him tomorrow. Picked up Cricket at 1900. No op. (people home). Dinner. Home. Taped lovemaking. Will take her car to San Jose tomorrow.
FRIDAY 4 MARCH, 1983
Met Cricket at BART, dropped her off at work. To Charles’ (Gunnar) place to pick up TV cabinet. Lunch with Victoria. Picked Cricket up. Bus home. Cricket out to dinner. Op Scrubbed again. Home. Made love. She spent the night.
SATURDAY 5 MARCH, 1983
Cricket left early. Breakfast at Zims (?). Nothing day.
SUNDAY 6 MARCH, 1983
Repaired and set up TV stand. Mostly rewiring. Called Charles (Gunnar). Made tentative plans for helping him move. Buttler called. Made arrangements for visit tomorrow to deliver more dope. Still basic nothing day.
MONDAY 7 MARCH, 1983
Out and over to Oakland. Picked up $200 from Buttler. Made tentative plans for roofing Friday and Saturday. Delivered 4 more ounces of buds. Returned and found new Vantage Club listing. Some promising. Called Social Security and changed Don’s (Donald) address to Novato. Called Jim, made arrangements to deliver 1lb, $1600. Went to Dodge dealership and looked at a truck. Had hair cut, dinner on 18th St & home. Deposited $432 + $200 cash. Will move the 1.6K tomorrow. Good day.
TUESDAY 8 MARCH, 1983
Not much action today. Laundry. Called Telepatch and got a hold of Joyce. Will contact later. Charles (Gunnar) called. May go to San Jose tomorrow. Called Bev for lunch tomorrow. Called Fern and told her she could borrow $2K for her vacation. Petty stuff.
WEDNESDAY 9 MARCH, 1983
Cricket called. She is interested in joining Vantage. We might try op again on Friday if I’m available. Deposited $1400 cash in account. Balance seems around $200 low. Will check that. Confirmed lunch date with Bev. Lunch at Fisherman’s Wharf. About $40. Probably set up some future dope deals. Called Charles (Gunnar. He put me off until Friday. Will probably put him off until Saturday.
THURSDAY 10 MARCH, 1983
Called Cricket. Set up a date for tomorrow night. Over to Nona’s. Weeded for about 3 hours. Home. Shopping. Light rain. Called Jim. Not interested in rest of dope. Rats. Charles (Gunnar) called. Plans still unsettled. Recorded The Alamo.
FRIDAY 11 MARCH, 1983
Cricket over, op no go. Dinner, screwing, the usual.
SATURDAY 12 MARCH, 1983
Up early and off to San Jose. Spent Saturday, Sunday, half of Monday helping him move. (Charles Gunnar)
MONDAY 14 MARCH, 1983
In the door at approx 1430. Phone call from Tom. He put me in contact with Felicia, a 20-year-old Telepatch lady. 36, 26, 34, 120 lbs, 5’ 5” estimated. She’ll be here at 1100 tomorrow.
TUESDAY 15 MARCH, 1983
Felicia stood me up. Reason unknown. Bused at noon over to Novato and mailed package. Checked PO Box. Dinner with housemates.
WEDNESDAY 16 MARCH, 1983
Shopping. Otherwise, dull day. Called Tom (Telepatch). Arranged for MOLLY, age 24, 5’ 4”, 36-26-36, 125 lbs, to visit tomorrow. Felicia called, couldn’t find place. Will call back Monday.
THURSDAY 17 MARCH, 1983
Pretty much nothing day. Molly called and can’t make it. Sigh. Next Monday or Tuesday. Hot tubbing with M at night.
FRIDAY 18 MARCH, 1983
Lunch at 18th St. Organized some plumbing parts for Cricket’s house. Dinner with Cricket. Scott home so no op. Back here for sex. Picked up truck from Louie.
SATURDAY 19 MARCH, 1983
Drove to Calaveras house. Dug trench, bought & installed pipe for gas line. Left same day. Returned with booze, solar panels & pump. Few books and corner shelf. While driving (3.5 hours each way) had lots of time for thought/plans. Dug percolation trench while there. Going to buy a Telepatch lady for Charles (Gunnar) as inspiration to get him to Calaveras.
SUNDAY 20 MARCH, 1983
Slow day. Shopping, cooking. Unloaded truck.
MONDAY 21 MARCH, 1983
Another slow day. Ad for solar panels appeared in paper. No calls. Went to Sun Exchange and bought 20 rounds of 5.56 mm (NATO) ammo for CAR-15 loaded rifle and hung handy. Will probably sell but it’s loaded and locked in meantime. Priced HK-91 & AR-7 ($680 & $101). Home. Hung Corner shelf & mounted video camera, repaired television shelf. Wrote Charlie (Ng) for Fern, write Colt for CAR-15 manual.
TUESDAY 22 MARCH, 1983
Woke for the third morning in a row with dreams about guilt. Greenfield, and the Marine Corps. Not nightmares exactly, but uncomfortable. My subconscious is obviously trying to tell me something. Mailed letters, hung around. Cricket called. Sounded lonely. Wanted to do a `partnership’. Don’t know how I’ll deal with this. Called Fern. Will meet tomorrow and dinner Thursday for Pattie’s birthday. Again, your basic nothing day.
WEDNESDAY 23 MARCH, 1983
Over to Fern’s to borrow car. Attempted to enter Scott’s place but people kept interfering. Turned in some old books, bought some new ones. Had Fern write me a few checks for me. Ordered Starlight scope and black beret. Home. TV. Dullness.
THURSDAY 24 MARCH, 1983
Dull day. Laundry. Cleaned walls in upstairs bathroom. To Fern’s. Dinner out with Family. Back to Fern’s for CLUE game. Home.
FRIDAY 25 MARCH, 1983
Up early cleaning room. Off to downtown in search of new program for my Intellivision. The one I wanted wasn’t available. It will probably be $40 when out. Strange to spend that much money on a diversion. Called Allen Day (old room mate). Awaiting Cricket. Cricket arrived, much goofing off, lovemaking etc. Dinner at Golden Mirror near here. Nice place. She stayed the night.
SATURDAY 26 MARCH, 1983
Cricket left to retrieve Cinder. She (Cinder) remembered me! Trip to beach. Shopping. Cricket & Cinder spent night. Cricket brought (returned) my collection of porno mags, some silver, and parts to a 9 mm auto.
SUNDAY 27 MARCH, 1983
Lazy day. We laid around making love and napping. Took Cinder to park. Shopping. Cricket left around 1600. TV. Sonya came to tell me she’ll be leaving at the end of the month. Called Charles (Gunnar). He may go to Calaveras with me soon.
MONDAY 28 MARCH, 1983
Slow day. Shopping. Checked for a swimming suit at Woolworths but no go. Will try elsewhere tomorrow. Buttler called. Roof job Wednesday. Going to start gathering cash for Fern. Hiked up to the bank for $100.
TUESDAY 29 MARCH, 1983 Washed bedspread. Bused to gun shop and checked on parts for `the gun’ (Operation Fish) Cricket left for me. Turned out to be a fake (counterfeit gun). Sigh. Returned home. Left later for dental appointment. Had teeth cleaned. Home. Dinner with Sonya, M, and new housemate “Benny”. TV. So so day. Hiked to bank for another $100. I am moved to explain that in these days of exile my sleeping habits are much changed from the past. In these days I stay up late. Often reading until midnight and beyond. I am re-reading “The Lord of The Rings” for about the third or the fourth time. Read. Think. Read again. Much planning, research (??) waiting. Hopefully all the plans for my next op will come together within the next 10 days.
WEDNESDAY 30 MARCH, 1983
Off early to Buttler’s. Worked on his roof all day. He wrote me a check for $600 ($200 for roof and $400 for dope). Left 3 ounces of dope with him. Home around 2030. Found message from Cricket. Called her and made arrangements for possible plans (Operation Fish) in ten days. Called Charles (Gunnar). He turned me down for Calaveras. Offered bike. We will see what happens there. M leaving tomorrow. Said goodbye. Very tired. Good day. Much excesses, much money, busy all day. Wish they all could be like that.
THURSDAY 31 MARCH, 1983
Once I had a wife. She was my connection to the rest of the world. Thru her I could love, trust, believe in things others are allowed to believe in. I would have died for her, killed for her, even gone to jail, give up my freedom in exchange for the security of her love. Once I had a wife. Now I have no ties to the world.
I am both above it and removed from it. Oh, there are those I love -- my sisters, Beth, even Cricket still. But none of these bind me to the order of existence. I am free to die, with no responsibility. All I love, I love alone. Freedom -- an empty privilege. Still one I must bear with determination. Amusing, our “land of the free” is not prepared to deal effectively with a truly free man. What can they do to the one who carries cyanide pills in his pockets? When death holds no fears… when there is (sic) no responsibilities beyond the next meals. Society, you are being sacked and you don’t understand by who or why. And even if you did, you are powerless against one who is not afraid to die. Worked all day at Buttler’s roof. Body aches but its an ache of good. Home. Dinner. TV and drivel.
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