Gary Marvin Chandler was a coal mining instructor at the Technology Center in Boone County; John Ray Dolin worked for the mines. Gary Marvin Chandler stole my mother away from John Ray Dolin when my sister was only eight years old. My sister was a fair skin, blue eyed, blonde haired 8 year old. Yup. Also, very important to point out; Gary Marvin Chandler often referred to himself as a “white”. His ideology was based around the color of peoples skin and hair, he believed that people who are the same color as him where morally superior and that they where under threat by the “others”.
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Gremlins
One night I heard a commotion in the hallway and got up to see what was going on. I found my brother and sister hiding in the hallway, sneaking; and in the living room I heard my mother crying out in agony. I ran down the hall into the living room to her and she said there where demons down the hallway. I said “No Mom. It’s just Karen and Travis.” The last thing I remember was looking at Gary Marvin and him saying “Everything’s going to be ok.” He had her drugged on the couch that night, and he did something to me that night to make me forget.
I’m the High-Fidelity, First Class, Traveling Sect, I think I need a Water Bed … or three
Gary Marvin Chandler was an expert at analogue video media reproduction, he owned a video camera (very expensive for 1986), and had equipment for encryption. He could produce an encrypted VHS tape (very high technology for 1986).
Gary Marvin Chandler transferred his work from the Technology School, where he picked up my mother; to Sherman Junior High School where my sister attended junior high. Yes, he transferred to the school where me and my twelve year old sister went to junior high and high school. He transferred his work to the same physical building in which I went to high school; the same physical building where my twelve year old sister would eventually celebrate her sixteenth, get her first boyfriend, and attend prom. Gary Marvin Chandler, my step-dad, the “white”, transferred to our high school. Gary Marvin Chandler was a teacher at moms school, he seduced her away from our dad, and then became a teacher at our high school. A mining instructor stole the family of a recently laid off mining employee, ran him out of West Virginia by funding and supporting legal action against him, then attempted to murder the family. I would venture to say that John Ray Dolin was under attack by the police in the same way that they are attacking me now .
I remember one afternoon as a teen; I woke up and found myself laying in Karen’s water bed and in the water bed beside me, in Becky’s water bed, was Kathy Harris’s niece Stephanie. Kathy Harris is Paul David Mitchell’s ex-wife and David Lee Mitchell’s mother. I believe the girls name was Stephanie Harri s. Gary Marvin Chandler owned and had access to hand held video recording equipment and also was versed in faithful video replication. I think he was trying to get us to engage in sexual intercourse so that he could make a pornographic film of us. I want to point out that Stephanie Harris never came to that house for a family visit or anything. I played with Stephanie once when I was a little tiny kid around seven years old; and the next time I see her is in the bed next to me at the house of Gary Marvin Chandler, when I was fifteen; and I never saw her again afterward.
Bumble Bee
Gary Marvin Chandler bought and gave me a gold Chevet then sabotaged the fuel pump and drugged me and put me in the car at the bottom of Elkin ‘s hill. That’s where I woke up in the broken down gold Chevet. Gary made a huge deal about it being my fault and instigated such a huge argument that I took a bunch of sleeping pills; which he and my mother had given to me, then I called my grandparents and had them come from Ohio and get me and I moved in with them. I worked for my grandpa Mitchell until he was happy that I had payed off the replacement parts for the car. We bought another car of the same model and removed the engine and when we went to remove the engine from the gold Chevet discovered that the fuel pump mounting bolts had been backed off and it was hanging loose. We tightened the fuel pump back on and it started right up. Gary Marvin Chandler manipulated me into moving to Ohio to separate me from my mother and to sequester me into the custody and to the undue influences of my uncle Paul David Mitchell; who subsequently attempted to murder me by drugging me and running me off the road and into a tree on Hysell Run Road. Gary Marvin Chandler is guilty of attempted murder along with Paul David Mitchell via the Hysell Run Crash. Paul David Mitchell currently has the vehicle in his back yard as a trophy, it can be seen from satellite.
The Fire Walker
One night I was at work at McDonalds in Kanawha City, and I needed a ride home and I called the house; where Teresa and Gary lived, and asked for a ride home. She was on the line, but I could sense him listening to our conversation and influencing the course of the conversation. She declined and told me I had to walk or thumb home. So along the way I was attacked and had to fend off three ferocious dogs. Then, on down the hill, I encountered a diesel oil spill that caused multiple cars to loose control and turn into sliding boulders to dodge on the Len’s Creek Mountain road. Gary Marvin Chandler called his friends along the way to set out their dogs and his trucker buddies to pour diesel all over the road to try and kill or mame me. Once again, another attempt to murder one of his family members to solicit compassion from the community. Remember, this is his “white” ideology at work; so deep in his subconsciousness he sees the death of “others” as the salvation of the “whites”.
Of Wolf and Man
A one time occurrence; I was down in the lower field playing with Sheba, Gary Marvin’s dog. I’m not really a dog person, I never really played with her, she was a Siberian husky. The only other dog on the road belonged to Jeff Skeens, he had a pit bull. One day, as I said before a very rare occasion of me being in the bottom and with a dog. Another extremely rare event occurred; a person jogging up the creek at White Oak in Ashford, WV. Mind you we live up a creek, that is up a creek. I need to be clear; this was the only time I was in the bottom, this was the only time I played with the dog, this was the only time he went jogging; this is the only time any of these elements ever existed, not one of these things ever existed independently of this event. His dog attacked our dog. I was only fifteen; so, I ran toward the house, this is a full siberian husky vs pit bull death match. I was met with mom coming out loading a hand gun. I don ‘t remember anything else from that day. No one ever talked about it, everyone ju st acted like it didn’t happen. Sheba had a cut on her leg that had to heal, watching that cut heal was the only thing I was left with from that day. In fact that is every single thing I know about Sheba. Gary Marvin Chandler set it all up and was using drugs on me and my mother and had this guy come by and get the dogs to attack each other in hopes that we would get hurt. If my mother and I had been killed or injured in the incident Gary Marvin would have no doubt used it to solicit compassion from the community.
The Long and Winding Road
There was a day where mom and I woke in a crashed car around two in the afternoon out on Brounland Road . I don ‘t know where we where going. We both woke up on the side of the road in a ditch on the right hand side; on the left side of this road is a straight drop off into the river, the perfect place to drug someone and stick them into a car so they crash and die. This follows the modus operandi set by Paul David Mitchell and his attempt to kill me in the Hysell Run Crash, and later employed by Darrel Carter in the Barboursville Trip Crash. I, personally, have been in 4 car crashes. See; if they kill you in a vehicle it provides enough plausible deniability that no one looks at it as homicide.
When I was a teenager living in the house of Gary Marvin Chandlers, I went to school at Sherman High School ; Gary Marvin Chandler worked at the school. I always rode the bus, I never rode in the car to the school that I attended everyday and the school where he went to work everyday; ever, we never discussed the fact that we where going to the exact same destination every morning for three years via two separate modes of transportation. I guess he didn’t want to give me a ride.
Systems Analysis
When I was a teenage living in the house of Gary Marvin Chandlers there was this girl at my high school that caught my eye. She attended the same school where Gary Marvin Chandler was a teacher. Around that time I was invited to a part at someones house; “parents outta town, 80’s rom-com style”. I found out that girl was going and I was in. We where there, stuff was going on, it felt like I didn’t know anyone, which was odd because I knew everyone in my school and we where only ten miles from White Oak. I walked out back didn’t recognize anyone; I walked inside and sat on the couch, then someone came by and put her next to me. I remember we changed locations and went to a different house, we had to take a car I think. Then we where in a living room and recognized someone I knew for the first time; other than the girl. The girl and I had only met each other once or twice in passing, we hadn’t even developed a conversational relationship, at this point we don ‘t know each other, we only recognize each other. Next thing I know we where in a bed naked, then touching, then memory fades . We didn’t have any conversation that night, I only remember her as a physical presence. “We” as in “she and I” did not “go there”, we didn’t “make it”. The next day I was taken back because everyone in the entire school knew every detail. The girl was walking using an unrhythmic stride. I remember being confused by that because we hadn’t done anything. Gary Marvin Chandler had to have known.
