Clark Fredericks

I'm going to get to the point of despair that Jeff got.

And I'm going to do that.

So that was 17.

And you know who showed up to take a family member to the morgue to identify the body?

Dennis Peck.

Insisted.

Insisted on.

On being the one to drive a family member to the morgue and go in with them.

Almost like a serial killer, like proud of what they've done, you know.

Would it surprise me in the least like if a bunch of bodies attributed to Dennis like showed up?

No, not at all.

But his body showed up in suicides and police attribute like a minimum of five suicides to him.

I go through the rest of high school uninterested in sports, uninterested in studies.

I was a really smart kid and I could get away with doing like the bare minimum and get B's and C's and that was fine by me.

I got caught coming to school drunk.

I got caught on class trips to the Jersey Shore drinking.

I got pulled into the principal's office and threatened that I wouldn't graduate with the class if the principal at the prom had even one iota of thinking that I was drinking.

A month after graduating, I get a drunk driving.

I got into Northeastern University up in Boston, which back then it wasn't as tough to get in.

I didn't have straight A's.