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I dedicate this website to my daughter Terri Lyn
who was brutally murdered at age 15, by
Canada's worst mass murderer in history in 1981.
Who,by God's will has been caught and is in prison
for life for murdering my daughter and 10 other
children. His name is Clifford Robert Olson. His
ex wife and son now live near Prince George or
Vanderhoof BC.

I found Terri Lyn's Obituary the other day and
saw that it was really brown from age.
You know how newspaper goes. Anyhow, I did the
greying thing to it.

In 1981, Superintendent Bruce Northorp of the Vancouver RCMP, took
on the murder investigation in Vancouver, BC. The investigation
which led to the capture and sentencing of Clifford Robert Olson
for murdering our 11 children.

Bruce Northorp and W. Leslie Holmes wrote a book about the part
the RCMP had in their investigations on locating ourmissing and
murdered children, and finally about the evil who took them from us.
The title of the book is called "Where Shadows Linger".

In 1981, I sent Bruce Northorp a Thank You card and had asked him
not to mention who sent it to him. Here are a few words of what I
had written to him:

"My heart goes out to you and the rest of the police force.
I wish to thank all of you for finding Terri Lyn."

Mr. Northorp wrote back to me a few days later:

"Would you please accept my sincere sympathy in the loss of your
daughter Terri Lyn under the most tragic circumstances.

There are few who would understand the anguish and mental
torture you and the other parents endured for such a long period
of time. I do feel the police officers closely associated with the
investigations did have such an understanding.

We knew our responsibility to investigate; however, perhaps the
heaviest responsibility we felt was relieving the uncertainty
for all the parents in the same situation as yourself.

It was due to my personal feelings and the sharing of your
anguish that made my job the most difficult I have ever had to
face in more than 32 years of police service.The fact that you
have taken the time to write and say thank you will make this
policeman's lot a little more endurable. We are deeply
affected, both our families and ourselves, by the tragedies we
deal with from time to time.I trust that time will heal the hurt
you are feeling."

Bruce Northorp retired from the police force December 30,
1981.

Today I feel that I can say that I was the parent who sent him
a Thank You note. I had written a lot more than what I mentioned
above.

These two songs were Terri Lyn's favorites. I had the funeral home
play them during the service. "In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins
and "Sailing" By Rod Steward

Twenty-one years after Terri Lyn's murder, this is the first time
I have read these excerpts.

Excerpts from the Crime Library - crime stories on Serial KIllers.

Monday, July 27, 1981--Terri Lyn Carson

Terri Lyn Carson,victim

Terri Lyn Carson's mother would eventually sit in the courtroom as the
wheels of justice turned. Grief-stricken, it was a sad sight to behold
as she mourned her 15-year-olds's murder. Terri had left the family home
on Monday morning at about eight twenty-five am. A slight girl, about 105
lbs and 5 feet 4 inches tall. She was no match for Olson who stopped and
offered her a ride that included a drink, laced with drugs.

She was just another student looking for a summer job so Olson's
ruse worked well and the drink was a sort of celebration for having found
a job. As he had done with a few of the others, Olson drove away from the
city into the wilderness four miles east of Agassiz, out on the north
shore of the Fraser River.

He turned off at Rosedale, a rural area. By the river, he strangled
her, burned her clothes and threw her purse and shoes into the
Fraser River.

At Terri Lyn's funeral, I had attached a blue rose to her
casket. To this day I do not know what made me do that.
TerriLyn's body was Cremated.

Today is July 18th, 2006. Clifford Olson was at his
Parole hearing today in Quebec. Below are the reporters report
about what happened. Below this one is another one from
another reporter.

Nelson Wyatt, Canadian Press Published: Tuesday, July 18, 2006 Article tools

* * * * STE-ANNE-DES-PLAINES, Que. -- Media and victims'
Family members were gathering under grey overcast skies Tuesday
outside the high-security federal prison north of Montreal where
serial killer Clifford Olson faces a National Parole Board hearing
to determine if he is fit to be let out of jail.

Olson, 67, the self-described Beast of British Columbia, is
eligible for the hearing because he has served 25 years of his life
sentence for a string of killings that rocked Canada in the 1980s.

He is now also eligible to have his parole chances reviewed
every two years, something families of the victims and police say
should be changed.

Outside the prison, Ray King, the father of Raymond, who
was one of Olson's victims, said Tuesday he was outraged that the
hearing was taking place.

"I think it's ridiculous that any of us have to be here
today. Basically this guy murdered 11 innocent children and he
gets a parole hearing. I don' t think so."

King says he is looking for changes to the law that allows
serial killers get parole hearings like this.

"And not just for us. For other people too. We can't just
focus on this guy. Changes have to be made to the whole system."

"I think for multiple murders there should be conse-
cutive sentences and we can avoid this totally."

They were being picked up and taken by shuttle bus
into the court to attend the hearing.

Justice Minister Vic Toews said recently the Conser-
vatives are looking at changing the law which gives the reviews to
killers such as Olson.

In 1982, Olson confessed to murdering 11 young
people in British Columbia. The eight girls and three boys ranged
in age from nine to 18.

Olson provided information on the deaths and locations
of the bodies, which were dumped in rural areas of B.C., after working
out a deal with the Crown and RCMP in which he was given $100,000 in
trust to provide for his family.

Olson's parole application will be heard by a
three-member parole board panel at the federal prison north of
Montreal.

The hearing is expected to take only one day and most people consider that
Olson's chances of getting out of jail are slim.

Olson's incarceration was reviewed once before, at
a faint-hope hearing in 1996.

At that time, it took a jury only 15 minutes to
reject the possibility of early release. Public outrage over
the hearing prompted lawmakers to amend the Criminal Code to strip
serial killers of the right to the review after serving 15 years.

Olson lives in prison under a gag order obtained by
Correctional Service Canada, forbidding him from contacting the
families of his victims or the media.

After he was locked up, he had sent graphic letters
to some of the victims' families detailing his crimes.

Olson had a long criminal record before becoming one
of Canada's most notorious killers, with arrests for fraud, petty
theft and break and enter.

This is the second report. Both are Per reported on
Canada.com today.

Serial killer Clifford Olson would kill again if
free: parole board Dene Moore, The Canadian Press Published:
Tuesday,July 18, 2006

* * STE-ANNE-DES-PLAINES, Que.--Gary Rosenfeldt
found it difficult just being in the same room as Clifford Olson,
the self-styled Beast of British Columbia who murdered his stepson
and 10 other young people.

"What goes through your mind is those are the hands
that held the hammer that smashed your son's head in,'' Rosenfeldt,
whose stepson Daryn Johnsrude was Olson's third victim,said Tuesday
after National Parole Board officials rejected the killer's bid for freedom.

"It's not an easy thing to do to sit and look at that."
Olson, who has served 25 years of a life sentence for the murders of
11 young people in British Columbia, appeared before a parole board
panel at a prison north of Montreal.

Observers watching the hearing via closed-circuit television
could hear sobs from family members as
they struggled through their statements.

"It has been 25 years that my sister was taken from us and
not a day goes by that we don't think about it,'' Darylene Perry,
whose 13-year-old sister Ada Court was killed, told the board. I
don't think you should ever live a day beyond prison walls,''
she told Olson.

Parole officials took only about a half an hour to
deny Olson parole, saying he poses a "clear and present danger''
to the public.

The three-member board agreed with recommendations
by correctional staff that Olson will surely murder again if released.

Citing recommendations from correctional staff,
board member Jacques Letendre said the risk posed by Olson hasn't
diminished in 25 years behind bars.

"Mr. Olson presents a high risk and a psychopathic
risk,'' Letendre said. "He is a sexual sadist and a narcissistic.

"The (correctional team) believes that if released,
he will kill again.''

Olson was sentenced to life in prison in 1982 after he confessed
to murdering eight girls and three boys ranging in age from nine to 18.
The killings shocked Canada in the 1980s.

Olson was dishevelled and appeared delusional at the brief hearing,
refusing in the end to return to the room to hear the board's decision.

Bald with a wild fringe of long greying hair, he rambled on to the
parole board members about a deal with the U.S. Homeland Security Department
and information he had about the 9-11 terrorist attacks.

"I'm requesting no parole from this board at all,'' he said from behind
a metal cage that stands permanently at the end of the hearing room.

"This board has no jurisdiction over me... I'm leaving the country.''

Three family members made victim impact statements to the panel in person
at the prison in Ste-Anne-des-Plaines, while two others submitted a pre-taped statement.

Outside the prison, Perry said she didn't believe Olson was delusional

"He didn't even want to be there,''she said. "He wanted us to be there.''

Board members were told that Olson, now 66,refused to submit to a psychiatric
assessment for the hearing.

"He continues to demonstrate no remorse or empathy for the victims, "parole
officer Nancy Beaudoin told the panel during the brief hearing, which took less
than two hours.

Olson is now entitled to a parole hearing every two years but family
members say they will fight to have the federal government change the law.

"We've got two years to work on that,'' said Raymond King, whose 15-year
old son Raymond was killed by Olson.

Justice Minister Vic Toews has said the government will look at such
changes this fall.

"Now we need to get on and lobby for this change so we don't have to
come back in two years,'' Perry said. "I don't want to go through it again.''

It wouldn't be the first time the killer has prompted changes to
Canadian criminal law.

The Correctional Service of Canada obtained a gag order to prevent him
from contacting victim families or the media after he sent graphic letters
detailing his crimes to some family members.

And public outrage over his 15-year "faint-hope'' review in 1996 prompted
the federal government to amend the law to strip multiple murderers of the
right to the early-release review.

The Canadian Press

Forever Young

You left this world forever
young, before your song was ever
sung, Captured by the grasp of the
devil's tongue, He snatched your
life leaving much undone.

Holding on strong down memory lane,
It brings us joy and often pain,
So hard to swallow or ascertain,
The insane acts, those hands of stain.

What makes a man of evil disgust?
Who crushes the child with breach of
trust? Your knife did pierce with much
unjust, Now their hearts live on in
angel dust.

Where are you now Oh child so rare?
That graced our days beyond compare,
I feel your breath in the soft still air,
No faceless fears or hopeless despair.

Your life and love, we send you prayers,
We treasure your pictures and souveneers,
On the wings of doves it carries our tears,
Whispering the music of the spheres.

Forever enmeshed in our hearts and souls,
Your life lives on with newfound goals,
Co-creating with God's own scrolls,
Making arrangements for other roles.

May you live in peace and love and light,
May you fly with the angels in songs of flight,
May you always be blessed and your soul ignite,
Forever be young and halo bright.

2002 Dallas Hodder Franklin

Dedicated to Terri Lyn Carson
Born October 25, 1965
Taken July 27, 1981
Offered with love to Terri Lyn's mother,
and my good friend Terry Bizeau

Red Dragon put this picture
together of Terri Lyn for me as a tribute
to her. Click on the picture and it will
take you to his wonderful site. Thank you,
It was a beautiful surprise.

Black
With respect from Wales.
May I wish for the sun to peep through
the dark clouds And the warmth of it to
lighten the pain in your heart.

Ole R.D. Here at :-)
Wales: Home of the Red Dragon

This is the very last picture of Terri Lyn and myself together. It was
Christmas 1979, Harold, myself was taken in 1997.

A few days back, the Parole board sent all the families a
letter saying that Olson would be going up for his parole
hearing. They wanted to know if we wanted to be, there at that time, and
if we didn't, we could write out a letter regarding "Victim Impact
Statement". Myself I do not want to go, I don't want to see him. I still
have the court room image of him the last time he was in court. As he was
leaving the court room, he looked directly at me and I mouth the words
"You better remember me, you...B......" Then when I was living in Ontario
he had asked a woman who I knew, who had gone on one date with him when she
was 16. If she would send a letter to me from him. She did. He had the
nerve to say to me that he wanted to correspond with me and that I was the
best parent during the trial. Yes, I answered him. I told him that I didn't
want to correspond with him then or at any other time...that he had some
nerve writing to me. I told him that he had many enemies and I for one...
was one. I sent the letter to my friend to mail back to him.

Paul who was 16 when he was shot to death, brutally
taken from his father [ my soulmate ] and his family. Always thinking
of you. Always missing you.Always in our hearts.

People say I am psychic, so be it. I have been this way
all my life.I sense things when I touch people's personal objects. I know
when someone is a drinker or taking Dope, even if it's been taken a few
days previously. When I watch TV and they show a child missing, I know
if the child is alive or dead....I knew when my daughter was dead, as I
had "seen" her dead near a river and in a certain position. That is where
they found her, about three weeks later, but the position was mirrored. I
did saved her life once, [ that's another story ] but I couldn't the
second time...

I believe the second time was the time that she was supposed
to go. It took me a long time to finally realize that. One day,
when Terri Lyn was only seven years old,and without any coaxing from me,
she had said to me, "Mom, I'm glad I picked you for my mommy." At that
moment I knew I had nothing to worry about. I've had a hard time dealing
with her death at the begining, but as time went on, I realized that it
was her time to go. It still hurts now, but not so much.

I do oil paintings of unicorns, scenery,flowers, and any
others that I feel at the moment. Also woodburning.I have one painting
and the story on that is: I was reading an article about a little boy who
had cancer. He was talking to a spirit and his father saw the spirit and
took a picture of him. I don't know if that is really true, but something
told me I could paint the spirit and send a photo of it to the father.
I did and it turned out pretty good. About 6 months later something told me
to look at the bottom of the painting and I did. To my surprise ..there was
a picture of a little boy with eyes closed and the bridge of his nose...It's
still there, and the painting is hanging on my bedroom wall.

Memorial For Terri Lyn Carson Music played at her funeral
: "In The Air Tonight" By Phil Collins and "Sailing" By Rod

The following poem, I have had on my site for a few
years and never knew the name of the Author. Tonight, I have located
the name of the author.

"If Tomorrow Never Comes"

If I knew it would be the last time that I'd
see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more
tightly and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time that
I see you walk out the door, I would give you
a hug and kiss and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time I'd
hear your voice lifted up in praise, I would
video tape each action and word, so I could
play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time, I
could spare an extra minute or two to stop
and say "I love you," instead of assuming
you would know I do.

If I knew it would be the last time I
would be there to share your day, well I'm
sure you'll have so many more,so I can let
just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow to
make up for an oversight, and we always
get a second chance to make everything
right.There will always be another day to
say our "I love you's", And certainly
there's another chance to say our "Anything
I can do's?"

But just in case I might be wrong, and
today is all I get, I'd like to say how much
I love you and I hope we never forget,

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young
or old alike, And today may be the last chance,
you get to hold your loved one tight..So if
you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret
the day, that you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss and you were too
busy to grant someone, what turned out to be
their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
whisper in their ear, tell them how much
you love them and that you'll always
hold them dear.

Take time to say "I'm sorry," "please
forgive me," "thank you" or "it's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have
no regrets about today.

Original Poem: By Norma Burnett,
Steelton, Pa.

TerriLyn...I am sorry... I wish I didn't have to say "Goodbye" to you.
You were a wonderful daughter, a daughter any mother would be proud of.
I am very proud of you.

I guess at this date I can now mention about the
center>time that I did save Terri Lyn's life....One day, as she was sitting
on the sidewalk in front of our home, she was about 5 years old
at that time. I was standing on the patio and watching her play. She
was busy doing something with a small pile of pebbles. In my mind
flashed a scene of a large blue truck, [the ones with high sides,the
kind that deliver food to grocery stores]it came around the corner
from the left at the corner of the property. As it came around the
corner, it jumped the sidewalk at the exact spot where she was playing.

,center> In that vision, I did not see her sitting there. I looked at Terri Lyn
and told her to move to another spot closer to the patio. She did not
want to move, because she was having fun where she was. I insisted and
she decided to park her little butt where I wanted her to be. The
second she sat down, that same blue truck came around the corner and
jumped the sidewalk at the exact spot. The truck was the same color,
with all the markings. As it continued on its' way, I climbed over
the patio rail and went and gave her a big hug. As I sit here writing
this,it bring back memories. I must be strong,if not for myself, but
for her. That is what I am getting at this moment. To this day, I
always react to what visions I receive, because it was shown to me
for a reason. Because of those visions,I am here today and so is my
oldest daughter.

When Terri Lyn was born in October 25,1965
I was very happy.I had waited almost five years to have her.
I knew I could get pregnant,as I had three other children.

She was no problem. During the 2 am feedings
I use to bring her into bed with me, within
five minutes from the time she started she
would fall asleep.Only time she was sick was
when she started school. She was an average
child, and did well in school.She had many friends.
One of her friends, she use to come over and
play with Terri Lyn. They use to sit on the lawn
in front of the patio, talking and whatever
young girls..young teens talk about. Listening to
their favorite music,which was "In the Air Tonight"
by Phil Collins and "Sailing" by Rod Stewart.
The girl's name was Christina Weller...yes,
I did say was. You see, Christina Weller
was murdered by the same person who murdered
Terri Lyn. He killed her in December, just before
Christmas,and the following July he murdered Terri Lyn.

What happened just before she was murdered...It was summertime.
She use to go to her friends places, then by a certain time, she would
call me and say that she had arrived. "How long can I stay?" She'd ask me
on the phone. I'd answer,"You know, 5 o'clock for supper." "Ok mom, see
you after, love you." I'd answer, "Love you too." Gradually as summer was
dragging on,[ like she would put it ]she was getting bored. I suggested
babysitting. No,that was not what she wanted to do.Someone told her that
there was an opening at the Fin "N" Feather pet store at Guildford. So she
decided she would go and apply. All that weekend she was happy, excited,
at the possibility of getting a part time job. She spent Saturday night
at her girlfriend's place. Sunday night she was still excited about a job
possibility. She wanted to be able to buy her own clothes, she knew we
were on a fixed income, and it was difficult to try and keep up with her
peers. I was all for her getting a job, and I wished her good luck.

After fussing with her hair, and me telling her that it really
looked good, I wished her good luck.She went out the door, and never said a
word. As she passed by the patio she had her head down.She didn't look very
happy and excited anymore..I couldn't understand why.

Terri Lyn was on her way to catch the bus
which was 5 minutes away, and then another 5 minutes for the
bus to arrive. By 3 pm, her friend Kelly called
and wanted to talk to Terri Lyn. I said,"I thought
she was at your place." "No, she said she would
call me if she got the job."
I said, "Call everyone that you guys know and see
if they saw her, I'm going to call the pet store."

I had the worst feeling a mother could have. I sensed
something bad happened. I had that feeling of dread in the pit of my
stomach. It wasn't like her not to call me or Kelly.I called the pet store
and they told me something that I would never forget. "Sorry, she never
came in to apply for a job..." I asked, "Are you sure...?" and she
said, "Yes, I am sure. I have been here all day and no one with that
description came in today to fill out any applications." My worst fears came
to my mind.

I had called the Surrey Police and they said "Oh, she probably
just ran away.." That made me angry. I said, "My daughter did not run away."
They said a bunch of other things, not too sure as to what it was, all I
remember is that I was angry at what they had implied.I had made a flyer
and took it up the block to have about 500 made up so that I could put them
all over town. I showed the guy what I wanted and asked him how much he
would charge me to have 500 printed up. I didn't care how much it would cost,
I just needed to have them done. He said he was sorry and then told me
he wouldn't charge me. I had given him a lot of business before that, so he
knew us. I past them around, put them on the telephone poles, even had
the Satan's Angels looking for her. I do not know anyone in that group, but
they had a shop around the corner from us. I asked them if I could put a
flyer in their window and they said yes, after they looked at it.

During the time she was missing, I had lost 45 pounds. I only
had fries, gravy, coffee and cigarettes. I was always calling people to see
if they had seen her and the answer was always the same..."NO". The police
told me one day to stop talking to the media. I told him, "The day your
child goes missing, then you can tell me that.I am going to continue to talk,
and look and you aren't going to stop me."

One month to the day, the police came over to my
place and when I answered the door and saw the two plain clothesmen....
I knew before they came that she was dead. I "saw" her in a vision, the
first week she was missing. They told me that she was dead..They had found
her body.... I asked them how they knew it was her, because that summer was
hot and I knew the body would have been decomposed by the time they found her.

They handed me a small plastic bag with one gold stud earing
and a gold bracelet. My worst nightmare had just came true.

Since Terri Lyn's death, when a child is missing I get visions
if they are dead, and sometimes I see the person who did it. The visions
aren't always absolutely clear.

This is Paul, Harold's son. His life was taken from him at
the age of 16. Another teenager shot him out of rage because of a lie someone
said. When will all these killings stop??? Paul has a brother and sister
...Blair and Christina.

Harold and me taken on Christmas
day 2007...

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