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The
following account was put together after an in-person interview and
several email contacts:
In
1970, Brenda Harrison was blue-eyed, blonde-haired and much
younger-looking than her not quite 40 years of age. She lived in
Manhattan Beach, California. She worked at the Mattel Toy
Company in El Segundo and had to drive to Los Angeles because of
work related matters. She also checked at consulates about visas and
may have stopped for lunch and other errands in the area leaving her
car unattended for various periods of time. She does not remember
the date but knows the weather was hot.
When
Harrison started heading back to the South Bay she got on the Harbor
Freeway (California Highway 11, now Interstate 110) at the 5th or
8th Street on-ramp and proceeded south-bound for two to four miles.
She wasn't far from downtown L.A. when she had to pull over to the
shoulder because of engine problems. She remembers that the freeway
ahead curved slightly and there was an overpass just ahead. She
waited in her car hoping for a law-enforcement officer to help her
and call the Auto Club.
Just
then a man in a gray, '59 or '60, hardtop Corvette pulled over about
four car lengths ahead and in the shade of the overpass so she could
not see the license plate. Just a few moments after the Corvette
pulled over a dark, ordinary, American-made sedan with possibly two
men in it (and maybe a third in the back seat) slowed down and
approached Harrison's car. The men were looking directly at her. Then they
speeded up and left.
The
man in the Corvette had gotten out and was walking over to her car at a normal pace. She felt
uneasy. She describes him as a white man and thirty-ish. She noticed
that he was wearing a nice conservative, green, dressy western, muted,
tweed suit with cowboy boots. When he got to her window (which was
rolled-down about two inches) she noted he was wearing a light green shirt
that had dark green or dark colored checks on it. The stripes
outlining the checks were very narrow - kind of a "window
pane" look, and the panes were about 3/4" or smaller
squares. He was wearing a "traditional" cowboy string tie
with a circular clasp that was turquoise and/or silver in color. She
noted the heels of his boots were very worn and the boots were
unkempt - contradicting the appearance of the nice neat suit and tie.
He
looked to be of normal build but she had to look up at him. He
seemed to be about six feet tall but this may have been because of
the boots he was wearing. He had a clean-cut wholesome look. His
hair was short and either brown or light brown because of the
sunlight. It was wavy or curly - not tight curls. His gray-green
eyes had a deep penetrating and unsettling gaze. There was something
memorable about his eyes. He had crinkly lines at the corners of
them. She says the actor James Caan had similar hair and eyes in
those days. His voice inflection was calm and authoritative.
The
stranger opened his unbuttoned jacket and took out a badge attached
to a rectangular, black, possibly leather, protector (such as
engineers place in their pockets) saying he was an off-duty or
undercover officer and that he could help her. He said he could take
her to a phone or a service station. She declined. He indicated that
it may be a long time before other help may arrive and he would do
whatever was needed to take her to get help. She said
"No," after each attempt to convince her to leave with
him. Harrison was unusually uneasy and wary and those feelings
persisted even though the man did not seem intimidating or that
unusual.
She
then thanked him and rolled up her window. The man purposefully and
quickly (he was on a freeway) walked back to his car and drove off.
She then rolled her window back down as it was a very warm day.
Eventually a patrol-car stopped and called a tow-truck and her car was taken to
a repair shop. She doesn't remember the details of the repairs.
Some
years later Ms. Harrison read an article in an L.A. newspaper about
the Robin Graham incident. She wrote to the Graham family and told
them about her experience. There was no return address on the
envelope but she was eventually located and she gave a personal
interview which was taped. She identified Bruce Davis' photos as
looking very much like the man who offered assistance to her in
1970. (Davis - second in command of the Manson Family - was 28 at
that time.) She has also reaffirmed this identification and given
her account by email
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