Molly Conger

Before the attempted bank robbery, Frank was sentenced to an indeterminate term at a boys' reformatory, and he was released on October of 1964, shortly after his 21st birthday, after serving about two and a half years. After his first stint in jail, Frank returned to his parents' home in New Jersey.

He worked occasionally as a shipping clerk, but it doesn't seem like he was holding down a steady job. One afternoon in July of 1967, neighbors reported hearing gunshots in the woods. An officer drove by to check it out and saw a car parked on the side of the road. The car looked empty, so the officer kept driving without stopping to investigate.

He worked occasionally as a shipping clerk, but it doesn't seem like he was holding down a steady job. One afternoon in July of 1967, neighbors reported hearing gunshots in the woods. An officer drove by to check it out and saw a car parked on the side of the road. The car looked empty, so the officer kept driving without stopping to investigate.

He worked occasionally as a shipping clerk, but it doesn't seem like he was holding down a steady job. One afternoon in July of 1967, neighbors reported hearing gunshots in the woods. An officer drove by to check it out and saw a car parked on the side of the road. The car looked empty, so the officer kept driving without stopping to investigate.

Suddenly, the car pulled out behind him and tried to run the officer off the road. A brief vehicle chase ensued with the officer following the vehicle for about a mile before the driver, Frank, parked outside of his parents' home, got out, and walked toward the front door.

Suddenly, the car pulled out behind him and tried to run the officer off the road. A brief vehicle chase ensued with the officer following the vehicle for about a mile before the driver, Frank, parked outside of his parents' home, got out, and walked toward the front door.

Suddenly, the car pulled out behind him and tried to run the officer off the road. A brief vehicle chase ensued with the officer following the vehicle for about a mile before the driver, Frank, parked outside of his parents' home, got out, and walked toward the front door.

The officer asked Frank if he'd been shooting guns in the woods, to which Frank replied only, no, and then warned the officer that he was on private property before walking away and into the house. But Frank left something on the front seat of the car, unfortunately, and it was a Thompson submachine gun that he'd been firing in the woods.

The officer asked Frank if he'd been shooting guns in the woods, to which Frank replied only, no, and then warned the officer that he was on private property before walking away and into the house. But Frank left something on the front seat of the car, unfortunately, and it was a Thompson submachine gun that he'd been firing in the woods.

The officer asked Frank if he'd been shooting guns in the woods, to which Frank replied only, no, and then warned the officer that he was on private property before walking away and into the house. But Frank left something on the front seat of the car, unfortunately, and it was a Thompson submachine gun that he'd been firing in the woods.

The officers saw the gun and called for backup, and when they arrived, Frank opened fire on them from inside the home, kicking off a 75-minute gun battle with more than a dozen cops firing shots at the house as Frank fired at them through the windows. Frank's father and brother pleaded with him to come out, or at least to send the family dog out.

The officers saw the gun and called for backup, and when they arrived, Frank opened fire on them from inside the home, kicking off a 75-minute gun battle with more than a dozen cops firing shots at the house as Frank fired at them through the windows. Frank's father and brother pleaded with him to come out, or at least to send the family dog out.

The officers saw the gun and called for backup, and when they arrived, Frank opened fire on them from inside the home, kicking off a 75-minute gun battle with more than a dozen cops firing shots at the house as Frank fired at them through the windows. Frank's father and brother pleaded with him to come out, or at least to send the family dog out.

After police captain Peter Zerla was shot in the arm, the officers lobbed four canisters of tear gas through the windows, finally driving Frank out into the front yard where he was arrested without further incident. And as they put the handcuffs on him, he turned to Captain Zerla, who's still standing there in the front yard, bleeding from a gunshot wound.

After police captain Peter Zerla was shot in the arm, the officers lobbed four canisters of tear gas through the windows, finally driving Frank out into the front yard where he was arrested without further incident. And as they put the handcuffs on him, he turned to Captain Zerla, who's still standing there in the front yard, bleeding from a gunshot wound.

After police captain Peter Zerla was shot in the arm, the officers lobbed four canisters of tear gas through the windows, finally driving Frank out into the front yard where he was arrested without further incident. And as they put the handcuffs on him, he turned to Captain Zerla, who's still standing there in the front yard, bleeding from a gunshot wound.

And Frank says, some shot when I got you through the window, huh? There's no follow-up I can find about whether the dog was hurt or how Mrs. Sweeney got the tear gas out of her upholstery. It was the 60s, so maybe her sofa was safely scotch-guarded or wrapped up in one of those weird plastic covers that were popular back then. But you have to figure she at least had to replace the curtains.

And Frank says, some shot when I got you through the window, huh? There's no follow-up I can find about whether the dog was hurt or how Mrs. Sweeney got the tear gas out of her upholstery. It was the 60s, so maybe her sofa was safely scotch-guarded or wrapped up in one of those weird plastic covers that were popular back then. But you have to figure she at least had to replace the curtains.

And Frank says, some shot when I got you through the window, huh? There's no follow-up I can find about whether the dog was hurt or how Mrs. Sweeney got the tear gas out of her upholstery. It was the 60s, so maybe her sofa was safely scotch-guarded or wrapped up in one of those weird plastic covers that were popular back then. But you have to figure she at least had to replace the curtains.

Frank entered a not guilty plea and unsuccessfully tried to suppress the evidence of the gun found on the front seat of the car, with his attorney arguing that it was discovered in an illegal search because the cop didn't have probable cause to look through the window of the parked car. That's not how that works.