After decades of questioning and prodding, William Korzon allegedly let slip a short question that landed him in prison.
“Did you find the body?” investigators in Bucks County said he asked them earlier this year.
Korzon, 76, was arrested Thursday morning at his home in York County, charged with the murder of his wife, Gloria, who disappeared in 1981 shortly after leaving work. He also has been charged with forging Gloria’s name on tax documents and greeting cards to “keep up appearances,” and soliciting a neighbor to help him, in an aborted plot, to murder a Warrington Township police officer who was investigating Gloria’s disappearance.
When I (29/F) was 19 yrs old I met a guy named "Pat". Pat and I were friends for a couple years but grew apart. We never had a romantic relationship - it was strictly platonic. We laughed a lot and he was a kind non judgemental person who had A LOT of friends and brought a lot of happiness to the world.
This past March (after Pat and I had not not spoke for 8 yrs) we got in touch and it felt nice to catch up (my BF of 6 years was aware of us talking).
Fast forward to Thursday. I was browsing Facebook when I saw that Pat passed away (he was only 28). My BF walked into the room as I was breaking down and said "oh what now"? in a rude tone...for him to walk into a room and see me balling my eyes out is HIGHLY unusual... this response ("what now") confused me....
As I was trying to compose myself to speak, my BF was getting impatient and saying "what? Spit it out". When I finally spit out "Pat died today" my BF with spite in his voice said "wow....you must have been pretty close for you to be this upset"...I said "we never dated or fucked"...to which he responded "well theres no way for me to know that", to which I replied "well yes there is because I am telling you"!
I called my BF an "insensitive asshole" (wrong I know)so he said "well...I didnt know him so its not my problem...what do you expect me to do...cry?"..I told him "you dont have to have known him to have compassion for me". Later on that evening he told me to never call him an asshole again to which I said "sorry but you are being an asshole".
I spent the rest of the night crying off and on and trying to hide it from my BF. The next day my BF told me that he doesnt understand my level of sadness over someone I am not close too..I told him "I may not have seen Pat in years but he was a kind person and was only 28 years old...I am crying for his family, for the future plans he had that he doesnt get to live out, for the friendship we once had and because he was such a genuine person and the world doesnt have him in it anymore"....his response was "what would you do if I was balling my eyes out over the death of some woman I knew before you who you had never even met"?
I do see where he is coming from but I would never treat him like this and am in shock at his lack of compassion. At no point over the past few days has he hugged me, said a kind word or tried to console me. He has acted cold, harsh, jealous and petty.
Call the police and START LOCKING YOUR DOORS:
He (let's call him T) is not a friend of mine, but had remained loosely in contact with my parents ever since my brother passed away about 18 years ago. I only know him by association.
The first time T showed up to our new house a couple years ago, nobody minded the surprise visit. We were accommodating and I had a chat with him. He had been incarcerated for gang/drug related crime, but was talking about wanting to start afresh by running his own landscaping business. It was obvious when we were chatting that he had a drug/meth problem as he was picking at his skin, had missing teeth and wasn't "all there in the head". I had no problem with him personally though.
We live in a unit block, where the front gate is locked 99% of the time, but it can be unlocked with the knob by someone tall reaching over the gate.
T showed up uninvited to our home one afternoon a month later and made himself comfortable on the couch. He didn't ring the bell or knock, and it looked like he was snooping to check if the house was empty. He walked into the open door not realizing I was there. I was shocked and told him he can't just show up uninvited (not by my parents or myself), and to leave. I told him he can come over when my parents invite him. He got defensive but left. I told my parents about the incident and they have told him explicitly if he wants to visit them, he can do so at their place of work.
He essentially did the same thing again tonight, 2 years later. Nobody invited him and he didn't ring the bell. I reminded him what he is doing is against the law (trespassing) and to leave before I called the cops. I told him that if he does it a 3rd time there will be no warning, that I'd call police straight away. He was defensive and wanted to explain himself even though I repeatedly told him to leave otherwise I would call the police. He only left when I counted down from 10 seconds, picked up my phone and dialled 000.
What steps should I take to protect my family, myself and our property?
So after one of the most stressful months of my life, I can happily tell you all that I got custody of my step sister.
I did as many of you suggested and got a family lawyer who was one of the most kind and helpful people I've ever met in my life. I told her the circumstances of my step mom and dad's death through tears and sobbing, and then told me she'd do everything she possibly could to help me.
After my step sisters bio dad was informed that I would be trying to get full custody, he basically folded within hours. The lawyer told me that it wouldn't have mattered anyway though. She said that because he hadn't visited her for such an extended period of time that it was considered "abandonment" in the eyes of the law, and the likelihood of him specifically getting custody was unlikely because of this.
After her bio dad said he didn't want my step sister, I then spent weeks and weeks filing out the right papers and seeing the right people. I've never signed so many things in my entire life. Because my step sister had no biological family other than her shit-head dad, I was given custody on a silver platter, according to my lawyer.
Her bio dad didn't ask for visitation rights, and it appears he didn't even care in the first place, he just wanted my step sister for no reason other than to further upset me.
Yesterday, I signed the last piece of paper that confirmed that I had 100% custody of my step sister. After I signed, we both cried and cried for hours. We're both working on processing the death of her mom and my dad. As I write this, she's asleep next to me with her head on my shoulder.
The past two months have hands down been the worst of my entire life. I consider meeting my step sister the best that's ever happened to me, and adopting her is the single best decision I've ever made. These events have made me realise that family isn't just DNA based, it's actionable investments in the life of someone you love.
Thank you so, so, so much for all of the people who helped me in my first thread. I owe all of you for the rest of your lives. Once I turn 21, if any of ya'll are in the Aberdeen area, drinks are on me.
I hope you all lead wonderful lives. Give your loved ones a big hug for me.
I work for a privately owned brewery/restaurant. Last week they held a huge event and told everyone they had to be available to work. They then told us we would be "volunteering" and the house would keep the proceeds and "donate" all the cash tips we made. This feels illegal.
Beautiful nonbinary prom outfit:
WIBTA for asking my ex to take a plane back home during a (very expensive) family trip after he broke up with me, on the first day of the trip, after telling me he was seeing a friend of mine for a few days?
Here's some info for you to judge better:
We were dating for 6 months (2 long distance, since I was traveling with my family).
My parents paid for my trip, and they invited him to join us on the last 20 days since all the hotels rooms booked were double and I was gonna stay alone, so it wouldn't change the price of the room if he stayed there with me.
He told me he wanted to go, but he didn't have much money to spend now, so I lent him some money for the food during the trip, and he would pay only for his plane tickets.
2 weeks before the trip, we had a stupid argument, and it was my fault, so I apologized and we moved on, or so I thought.
5 days before his flight, he stopped texting/calling with the same frequency as before, but I thought he was busy packing. He continued being distant until 1 day before his flight, where I asked him what time to pick him up and if it was everything ok.
He arrived, he didn't seem so happy to see me, but I imagined he was tired, it was a long international flight.
We traveled by car to a countryside village, 4 hours from the airport he arrived, and we got there very late and tired. That's when he broke up with me and told me he was seeing my friend for the last few days.
He asked me if I wanted to be away from him, if he should leave, and in that moment my mind got stuck.
I thought that he already had plane tickets to go back with me to the country we live. That he spent a lot of money on the tickets and he would have to spend more money to change his tickets. There was no airport, bus station, train station, uber/taxi service near where we were, and I had no condition to drive him back to the airport.
He had just met my entire family, we even got to the village late because his plane was late and we were waiting for him, so I had no idea what I was gonna tell them (my mom has BPD, and she gets a little stressed when traveling, and I had no idea how she was gonna react to it). I was still processing everything, so I told him he could stay, but if things got bad, I'd ask him to leave.
He stayed, the trip is being awful for me, but I'm keeping an smile on my face to keep my mom and everyone unaware of what was happening, but I'm completely broken inside. I'm trying to enjoy the amazing places we're visiting, but it's hard to get over him sleeping in the same room with him everyday. Honestly, I'm lost, and even my friends don't know what to do. Some told me to send him home, some told me that it will end soon, so I should try to ignore him and enjoy the trip as much as I can.
So, WIBTA if I send him home? He's having the time of his life, my family's having the best time. The only one sad right now is me, and I don't wanna ruin this for everyone.
Been lurking on this sub trying to think of any CB moments in my life. I though I had none untl sharing this story to some co-workers yesterday. TL;DR below.
Seven to eight years ago, I lived in a duplex. On the lease the rental agency had specified a grass height standard (i.e. no longer than 6 inches). When the lawn exceeded, they would send two notification over 3 days before sending a lawn-care service and charge $30.
My neighbor, CB, would always wait until the last minute to mow her lawn. One weekend as I was mowing my lawn CB flagged me down. CB told me her mower was broken, and asked me to mow her lawn. Being a kind neighbor, I said yes. I then offer my mower for her to use next time, which she was thankful.
Fast forward, the lawns are getting long. During casual conversations with CB, she would make weirdly suggestive comments like, "My lawn is getting reeeeeally long." or "I don't know if I can mow my lawn on my own." I brushed them off not thinking too much about them.
Over the weekend I mowed my lawn. Monday rolls around, and I saw the lawn-care service mowing her lawn. Did not think anything of it until 3 days later when CB got the bill. As the conversation occurred quite a while ago, I am paraphrasing.
CB: I just got charged 30 dollars from (rental agency)! Why didn't you mow my lawn!?!
Me: I'm sorry?
CB: You knew my lawnmower was broken.
Me: I offered my mower for you to use.
CB: Well, you did it for me last time; I thought you would do it again.
Me: Why would I do that?
CB: Because I'm a single mom and was very tired. You should have just helped me out.
Me: Sorry, but I don't feel it is my responsibility. If you had asked I may have helped, but you didn't.
CB: Ugh, I thought I did. Well you should pay this bill.
Me: What!?
CB: Well I didn't mow my lawn, because I thought you were going to do it. So, you should pay the bill.
Me: Sorry? but no.
CB: This is not fair. You know I can't afford this! Why can you not help me out?
At this point, I was done. I ended the conversation and moved on. For several weeks, CB ignored me (never acknowledged my presence) and only talked to my wife. She did use my mower next time.
TL;DR: Mowed my neighbor’s yard; she expected me keep mowing it for her; then demanded I cover lawn-care bill, as it was my fault.
Happy Saturday, lovelies!!
The "cheating on cancer stricken wife" dude was doxxed by his brother in law and now his family hates him. Follow his post to his profile. Some karma? At least the wife can GTFO