Ding Dong the Witch is Dead Part III

A story of a Medford resident.

A woman who lived in Medford STABBED my girlfriend in the breast in 1988 while she was sleeping.  She had her baby son in the bed with her when some mad woman broke into the recording studio I was managing and stabbed Jo Jo in the breast with a screwdriver.
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In 1992 we heard that the "mad slasher," as I liked to call her, was gone.

So we called up our friend's mother (the husband's mom) to find out.  The mother, no friend of her daughter in law, matter of factly said "She's dead."

Now, as I'm talking professionally on the phone with our friend's mother, Jo Jo starts humming (on the three-way call) "Ding dong the witch is dead."

It was hard to contain myself.  I wanted to be at least the one person on the three-way call being somewhat respectful.  (Reminiscent of Rick Caraviello in court admitting he's one of the Top 10 SOB's in Medford...couldn't contain my laughter!)


The witch who had passed on attacked me with a knife in Medford.  She had attacked her own son and her husband with a knife.  She got Jo Jo with the screwdriver while Jo Jo slept.  It was brutal.

The stalker showed up the next night, I am not kidding you - and this is where the New Kids on the Block were recording...they weren't famous yet but were on the verge of fame and I'm managing the facility...the woman shows up and pulls a tire iron from her pants and sets her sights on me.

"Come at me, (see you next Tuesday)" I said to her and pulled the wooden doorstop from the big sliding glass window.  Armed and ready to protect myself in my home she had the tire iron raised, I had the wooden 2 x 4 raised.  She thought about it and she vanished into the night.  It was the same back door facing the forest that she broke in from to stab Jo Jo.


The judge handed the woman 2 1/2 years in the slammer suspended sentence.

The psycho-witch told the court "I don't believe it is his home."  The court disagreed with her since I was the manager and said "He resides there, we don't care if he's renting, it's his home."
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Back to Medford.  I loaned my American Express card to my friend and he conveniently forgot to give it back. (He bought a nice dress on it for his girlfriend in New Jersey he was cheating on his wife with!)  So I go to the apartment ...the son opens the door...I march into the bedroom.

Psycho Witch: "How dare you walk into a husband and wife's bedroom."

Joe V: "Can it, Gere. You haven't had sex with him in years. I'm here for my American Express card."

My friend hands the card over and I start to leave.

While I'm exiting the apartment Gere appears out of nowhere like Norman Bates with knife over her head about to plunge it into my back."

She yells "Fag."

I yell back "Whore"

She starts chasing me.  "Fag."

"Whore"

Mind you I'm running as fast as I can...for my life...because I know how whacked out and crazy she is.

"Fag"

"Whore."

The elevator opens, I get in it. She's yards away, the door starts closing as if in a movie...she sees me and one last loud "Fag'

I yell "Whore" and the door closes.  HA HA

I got away.

Jo Jo didn't!

Oh, and the husband phones me and says "Her sister may be crazier than her.  And one of them is certified."

He just left it dangling implying his wife was a certified loon.

They're both gone.  It was life on a planet far away, in a time long ago.
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Another post script on the crazy lady.  Her mother-in-law was taking the groceries in one day, and the psycho witch had had surgery near her stomach and had stitches.  They got into an argument. Her mother in law took a can of peas, hurled it at her, and the can of peas launched into where the stitches were.

The mother-in-law said loudly: "It's true! You gotta hit 'em where it hurts."

We took her advice to heart, and Stephanie is no longer mayor.


Ding-dong the witch is dead
Which old witch, the wicked witch
Ding-dong the wicked witch is dead
Wake up you sleepyhead
Rub your eyes, get out of bed
Wake up the wicked witch is dead
She's gone where the goblins go
Below, below, belowYo-ho, let's open up and