Warning.

This series contains scenes of graphic violence that may not be suitable for all audiences.

Listener discretion is advised.

Charles Starkweather had earned a reputation in Lincoln as one of those listless, spiteful,

good for nothing teenagers whom the media in the 1950s had convinced many citizens were

a burgeoning plague on American culture.

Yes, Charles was fascinated with the heroes and rugs he saw on the silver screen.

And yes, he loved the rebellious spirit of rock and roll as much as the next teenager,

but his anger had more personal, painful roots.

Family and friends all said he had been a nice kid who had respected his father and

loved his mother.

By Charles's account, that all changed at the hands of school yard bullies.

Mean-spirited boys and girls made fun of his stutter, his bow-legged gate, and his bad

eyesight.

His teachers had done nothing to help, so he became hardened.

The lack of love he felt from anyone left to void that was filled by hatred for everyone.

Or almost everyone.

He had met Carol Ann Fugate.

After a single double date, their bond was immediate.

They were young.

By late November of 1957, he was 19 and she was just 14.

They were uneducated and naive to the world.

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