I’ve watched more documentaries than I can count, some routine, some riveting, but The Tylenol Murders on Netflix stands alone. It is a haunting, brilliantly constructed deep dive into one of the most terrifying unsolved mass murders in American history. And for me, it’s not just a story. It’s personal. This horror story unfolded in a neighborhood I knew intimately. Years earlier, I lived near 1500 N. LaSalle Street in Chicago, the same building where Paula Prince, one of the victims once lived. Even after I moved downtown to Marina City, I remained closely tied to that area as the Democratic precinct captain for the neighborhood. It was my beat. I knew the streets, the shops, the people. Paula Prince was a striking, graceful flight attendant for United Airlines. I remember her clearly. She bought a bottle of Tylenol from the Walgreens at North and Wells—a store I’d frequented many times. That bottle had been tampered with and laced with cyanide. Paula was found dead in her apartment...

Melanie Bernas (Left) Angelia Brosso (Right) Booking Photo of Bryan Patrick Miller Phoenix, AZ—In 1992/1993 Melanie Berna s, 17 and Angela Brosso , 22 were savagely sliced up nearly a year apart in the same general Sunnyslope vicinity. In November 1992 the Brosso girl went for a bicycle ride and never returned. Her live-in boyfriend reported her missing to police. Brosso was soon found headless and her torso cut in half in a nearby park at 25th Avenue and Cactus. I saw raw and disturbing video of Brosso's naked and bloody body captured by a TV news photographer and it was indeed hideous. That video was heavily edited before it hit the airwaves. Brosso’s severed head was subsequently located in or next to a canal some two miles away. Brosso’s bicycle has never been recovered and no viable suspect has ever been located. Nearly one year later in September of 1993 the Bernas girl’s severed head was found near the Arizona canal and the Black Canyon freeway. Nearby floa...

Phoenix, AZ— It was 21 years ago when an elderly man was robbed and murdered by a drug addicted neighbor. The case went cold and unsolvable. The killer fled to California, got clean, sober and employed. Kenneth Jackson joined the world of the hard working and taxpaying folks. He was finally living the American dream. I think every religion allows sinners salvation and redemption without surrendering to earthly authority. Jackson could not live with his deeds and more than two decades later he returned to Phoenix and gave a full confession of First Degree Murder to police. His shocking confession included unpublished facts and that has created a seemingly air-tight noose around Jackson’s neck. The minimum amount of time Jackson can get will be 25 years with no parole . That will be served in one of Arizona’s miserable prisons. Jackson deserves man’s punishment but under the circumstances taxpayers will now have to support and keep Jackson secure for perhaps more time than he has l...