By reading this article, it seems that the cops are neglecting leads and discarding witnesses that do not fit a rigid scenario.
(1) He killed her. He is a typical scumbag who killed his pregnant wife so he could get the insurance and shack up with his girlfriend.
(2) He has been cleverly framed by someone who knows his habits well and hates him. In this context, having a girlfriend on the side just makes him an a**hole, not a murderer. Having the body float up where he goes fishing would be key to the frame -- although highly unrealistic because since the body was apparently wired to weights to stay down.
It will be interesting to see his defense -- yeah, it was the one-armed man! So unless it turns out that a bunch of other pregnant gals who also show signs of being wired down have also floated ashore (in which case, all bets are off) he is toast.
83 year old Bill Mitchell, who said he was looking for the bowl game that was on that day. None were scheduled for 12/24, pro or college it's well documented.
Obviously he didn't think they would ever surface.
If they adored each other so much, why was he having an affair with a massage therapist? Sounds like his parents have a blind spot when it comes to their 'darling son'.
It's not just that I, for one, am sick and tired of being constantly bombarded with the whole sad affair. But I do
not want to taint the jury pool is all.
Really.
Cross my heart and hope to die.
And then Scott fell in love with another woman...
Except of course couples where the prospective father isn't carrying on an adulterous affair with another woman, but let's not get into that.../sarcasm off
I saw the interview on MSNBC - they were pathetic. No sympathy for any of the Peterson family.
That's what these folks are in. Denial.
Either they say what they've said or they accept that their son is a cold-blooded killer. The former is definitely the more attractive choice.
This article was posted in today's San Jose Mercury News...
A pregnant woman vanishes. Part of her body, clad in maternity clothes, is found months later in San Francisco Bay. Family and friends wait for forensic science to confirm their worst fears. It's Evelyn Hernandez.
Her disappearance last May was not, like Laci Peterson's, an instant public sensation -- despite their similarities.
With so much attention again focused on the Peterson case, family as well as friends in San Francisco's Mission district say it is time for Hernandez's story to be told.
Both Peterson, 27, and Hernandez, 24, were eight months pregnant with sons when they disappeared. Both women were reported missing by someone they loved. And in both cases, foul play was suspected early on. But on the day Peterson's husband was arrested in her death, Evelyn's killer remained unknown.
``This is something we are still going through,'' said Berta Hernandez, no relation, a friend who mentored her in a drama program. ``They haven't found the person who did this.''
Evelyn Hernandez and Peterson shared similar, tragic deaths. But their lives were starkly different.
Evelyn was an immigrant and poor. She spent her teenage years in the Mission district, a heavily Latino neighborhood where she rented a small house with her mother. Most of her family, with the exception of a sister in the East Bay and another in Virginia, are in their native El Salvador.
When Evelyn was an infant, her mother left her behind when she escaped the civil war in El Salvador. She worked odd jobs in San Francisco to save enough to someday bring her daughter to America. Fourteen years later, Evelyn, the youngest of five daughters, joined her mother. But the union was troubled.
``To grow up without your mother, it's as though your mother is like a ghost,'' Berta Hernandez remembered Evelyn saying. ``It was very painful for them.''
But Evelyn found an outlet in the after-school theater program taught by Berta Hernandez. Always punctual and serious, Evelyn helped write adaptations of ``Romeo and Juliet'' to reflect an immigrant's struggles, recalled Carlos Petroni, who coached the amateur actress.
When she was 17, Evelyn became pregnant for the first time. Her mother did not approve and Evelyn moved out. The boy's father, a Navy man, left San Francisco never knowing about his son, Alex.
``It was very hard for her,'' Berta Hernandez recalled. ``In a sense she was alone again, in this new country with her new baby.''
Determined to survive
But Evelyn was determined to survive, she said. She worked as a drugstore clerk, a nurse's assistant and as a restaurant server in the tony Clift Hotel. She and Alex lived out of small rented bedrooms in cramped flats and homes. But everything she did, her friends said, was motivated by her love for her son.
``She was very focused on being a good mother,'' said Berta Hernandez, whose daughter attended Buena Vista Elementary School, where Alex was in kindergarten and Evelyn volunteered.
And she was excited about her second pregnancy.
On the night of May 1, Evelyn called her sister, Reina, to talk about a baby shower planned for her, according to police. She was expecting another son, whom she was going to name Fernando. Evelyn, who didn't have a car, was wondering how she would get to the East Bay for the party. During the conversation, she complained of labor pains.
Later that night, Reina, worried that her sister had gone into labor, tried to find her, Berta Hernandez said.
A week later, Evelyn's new boyfriend, Herman Albert Aguilera, reported her missing, police said.
The days and nights passed with the whereabouts of Evelyn and Alex not known. Alex's teachers grew concerned. They hadn't seen the punctual mother with her son. They were beginning to think something was wrong. So was Evelyn's small circle of friends, who'd heard about Aguilera, an older man who turned out to be married.
``We started to call everybody,'' Berta Hernandez said. ``We called her sister in the East Bay. She was crazy with desperation. She didn't know what to do.''
Evelyn had apparently told her sisters that she was leaving her boyfriend and would raise his child on her own. But Reina told her friends she didn't believe, as police did, that her sister had left town after a fight with him.
`Not possible'
Frantically communicating through a sign-language interpreter, Reina, who is deaf, said `` `No, that's not possible,'' Berta Hernandez recalled. ``She was not going to disappear. She was going to give birth.''
Their fears grew when police found Evelyn's wallet near a South San Francisco channel, a few blocks from where Aguilera worked occasionally as a limousine driver.
Two months later, on July 24, a badly decomposed torso was spotted in the bay along the Embarcadero, near Folsom Street. A worn elastic waistband clung to the body; the label read ``Motherhood.''
By September, forensic tests identified the remains as those of Evelyn Hernandez, said Holly Pera, San Francisco police homicide inspector. Alex has never been found.
Aguilera was initially interviewed by police, but has since refused to cooperate, Pera said, adding that he was adamant about hiding Evelyn's pregnancy from his wife. The 37-year-old airline mechanic has not been named as a suspect.
Aguilera, who is still married, could not be reached for comment.
But the homicide case is still open. Every week, Pera walks along the Embarcadero, showing fliers to passersby, asking if anyone remembers this woman.
One of their own
People in the Mission district do. She was one of their own, Berta Hernandez said. They would see her walking by the shops on 24th Street, at the panaderia -- the bakery -- or on the No. 48 bus. They had watched her blossom from a young, naive girl into a confident young woman and mother. When she disappeared, they posted fliers on street posts and laundromats.
In October, when police seemed no closer to a solution, hundreds of friends, neighbors and people who knew of her demonstrated near the police station, demanding more attention be paid to the investigation.
``This cannot be forgotten,'' said Berta Hernandez. ``She was not traditional, but she was a great woman, a great girl.''
Jackie Peterson: She called it a piece of shit. The only time I ever heard a bad word out of her mouth.
That makes Scott sound more guilty. He's working hard, they're struggling financially, and she's complaining about her car being "a piece shit".