Arlene Bynon

There are parts of Olson's story he wouldn't tell us on these early calls. Okay, we have to give up the studio now.

There are parts of Olson's story he wouldn't tell us on these early calls. Okay, we have to give up the studio now.

But soon, Olson was calling us weekly.

But soon, Olson was calling us weekly.

It started to feel, well, not normal, but certainly routine. Sometimes he would call me just to tell me about what he was watching.

It started to feel, well, not normal, but certainly routine. Sometimes he would call me just to tell me about what he was watching.

Or to pretend he was a radio DJ.

Or to pretend he was a radio DJ.

He would call me at work. Or at home. He called me on Christmas. He knew no boundaries.

He would call me at work. Or at home. He called me on Christmas. He knew no boundaries.

It was like we were lying in wait, waiting for Olson to tell us what we really wanted to know. For the first year, Peter and I made requests to see Olson in prison, but were turned down. But we felt we needed to see him in person. So we found another way in.

It was like we were lying in wait, waiting for Olson to tell us what we really wanted to know. For the first year, Peter and I made requests to see Olson in prison, but were turned down. But we felt we needed to see him in person. So we found another way in.

We told prison officials we were writing a book about Olson, and if we couldn't talk to him, could we just get a tour of where he was being held It worked. On February 19th, 1991, Peter and I drove the three hours from Toronto to visit Olson in prison. As we approached, I looked up at the imposing walls of Kingston Penitentiary. Inside were some of the most violent men in the country.

We told prison officials we were writing a book about Olson, and if we couldn't talk to him, could we just get a tour of where he was being held It worked. On February 19th, 1991, Peter and I drove the three hours from Toronto to visit Olson in prison. As we approached, I looked up at the imposing walls of Kingston Penitentiary. Inside were some of the most violent men in the country.

I was nervous. Peter could tell that I was worried and told me I was right to be unnerved, a young woman entering a maximum security men's prison. But this was my choice. I knew I needed to see him at least once, inside the prison walls he was calling me from. And then, almost immediately, as Peter and I stepped into the foyer of the penitentiary, There was Olsen.

I was nervous. Peter could tell that I was worried and told me I was right to be unnerved, a young woman entering a maximum security men's prison. But this was my choice. I knew I needed to see him at least once, inside the prison walls he was calling me from. And then, almost immediately, as Peter and I stepped into the foyer of the penitentiary, There was Olsen.

He had guards on either side of him, hands cuffed, being walked back to his cell after a haircut. He looked up and saw me. We locked eyes. He had no idea we were coming. Olsen stopped and stared at us as he was taken back to his cell. And then he turned and winked at me. Peter and I continued our interview with the warden without skipping a beat. We couldn't let on that Olsen knew us.

He had guards on either side of him, hands cuffed, being walked back to his cell after a haircut. He looked up and saw me. We locked eyes. He had no idea we were coming. Olsen stopped and stared at us as he was taken back to his cell. And then he turned and winked at me. Peter and I continued our interview with the warden without skipping a beat. We couldn't let on that Olsen knew us.

Before we left, I asked, could I just walk down the middle of the cell block where he was being held? The warden agreed. Peter stayed behind and I started walking. I could feel eyes on me, watching me as I passed. And then, I got to Olsen's cell.

Before we left, I asked, could I just walk down the middle of the cell block where he was being held? The warden agreed. Peter stayed behind and I started walking. I could feel eyes on me, watching me as I passed. And then, I got to Olsen's cell.