DeCamp makes reference to death row inmate here:
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....I had a visitor from the federal public defender’s office in Las Vegas. They called me and said: “I think we have a common interest.” They said: “Well, you know about a place called Boys Town.”
I responded: “You federal prosecutors have been part of the problem, helping to cover up what’s going on there.”
They said, “Would you be willing to meet with us?”
I agreed and they were there the next morning waiting at my office door.
They were representing a fellow named Paine who is on death row in Las Vegas. He had a bad habit of killing taxi drivers. This Paine had a number of brothers and they had all been raised in Boys Town. When Paine was convicted it turned out that, as they explained it to me, he was a multiple personality that was deliberately created.
In other words, someone had used psychiatric techniques and sexual abuse to alter this young man’s mind.
Yes, and this happened at Boys Town. The story he told was that all of these mind control experiments were being carried out.
Now, the first time you hear this, you think, “Oh, they are in la-la land.” However, the federal public defender went on to explain that Paine had revealed to them a host of very serious problems going on at Boys Town. Both he and his brothers had been involved, and Paine’s attorneys wanted me to share with them any information that I had come up with. They are appealing Paine’s death sentence and hope to use this information in the appeal.
The attorneys told me that this boy had another brother, Andre, who lived in Omaha. It turns out that many years before, on the very night the Franklin Credit Union was raided and closed by the federal authorities, he and a group of boys were taken out of Boys Town in the middle of the night and moved to an institution out of state.
I told these federal public defenders, after giving them a copy of my book: “I predict that after you read the book and before we get very far into this case that you will suddenly get intimidated and lose your interest. You’ll find that the FBI was involved in the cover-up of all of this.”
They said, “Oh no, no, no.”
So they lined up the brother, Andre, who is now in his early 20s, to meet with me. Andre told me all of the same things that my previous client, Paul Bonacci, and others had told me. But he had never had any contact with any of them. They had the same stories, the same information, the same people. However, Andre gave me some more information on how organized it was at Georgetown and how he was taken out of Boys Town on a regular basis to participate in sexual parties where they did pornographic films. They would say he was being taken on a visit to his mother, but, in fact, he was not visiting his mother.
It wasn’t 24 hours later I got a call from the kid and he told me that he was heading out of town. The reason why was because the FBI had shown up at the place where he was registered to go to computer school and seized the computers and told them the boy was involved in all kinds of things. He was kicked out of school. The FBI then went to his apartment and scared his landlord into evicting him. And they went to the place where he worked as a clerk and that place fired him.
The kid knew he was in trouble and he said, “If they come after me again, I’m going to kill myself.” But I’ve put this young man in touch via e-mail with Noreen Gosch, whose son Johnny was kidnapped and brought into these sex rings. They’ve been exchanging information.
What’s happened with the federal public defenders representing Andre Paine’s brother?
They stopped contacting me....
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JOHN L. SMITH: Cabbie's killer accepted his fate but still fights
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His name was Kenneth Marcum. He was a 50-year-old Checker Cab driver.
He hadn't been driving a taxi long. The few acquaintances he'd made at the cabstand liked him after just a few months on the job.
You're forgiven for forgetting his name after all these years. Marcum was shot twice in the back of the head on the morning of Jan. 19, 1990. He died a day later. His killers escaped with about $45.
I was reminded of Marcum on Friday after learning that his killer, Frederick Paine, was about to have the latest appeal of his death sentence heard this week in Carson City before the Nevada Supreme Court. Before his original sentencing back in October 1992, Paine told a three-judge panel, "They call me a murderer. It's just a title. It's what's inside your heart. That's what you are. ... One day, this storm will blow over, and I'll still be standing here and still be a caring person. ... I can't express my sorrow for the pain I caused. I'd gladly trade my life for his."
Well, I guess that depends on what your definition of "gladly" is.
Through his court-appointed attorneys, Paine has spent the past 19 years appealing the death sentence he received after he admitted killing Marcum and nearly murdering cabdriver William Walker, whom he shot three times in the back of the head with a cheap .25-caliber pistol during a bloody robbery spree after New Year's in 1990. Paine was joined in his exploits by fellow Boys Town graduate Marvin Doleman, who also received the death penalty.
Blessed with a thick skull, Walker recovered and was able to identify Doleman and Paine as his attackers. He also recalled their laughter as they ran away after robbing and attempting to kill him.
Back at the time of sentencing, we learned that Paine was regularly beaten as a child. He traveled from one foster home to another before ending up at Boys Town, Neb., where witnesses for the defense testified Paine was forced to steal to feed himself and his housemates.
Paine was a decent student and a gifted athlete. He earned a college track scholarship and, despite his nightmarish start in life, had an opportunity to make something of his life.
Instead, as he described it, he fell under the influence of Doleman, his more violent Boys Town running mate. It was Doleman who had talked him into the idea of robbing cabdrivers, Doleman who had dropped the .25 in his lap as the two sat in the backseat of the unsuspecting Marcum's cab.
Doleman was the devil, but Paine did the deed.
The killers were caught within hours of shooting Marcum outside the Viking Villas Apartments at 1503 E. Viking Road.
After Paine's confession, he was interviewed by court-appointed psychologists and psychiatrists. One veteran would write, "His description of the killing is told with little feeling, no remorse, and an acknowledgment that he has no reason to deny anything. ... The affect was memorable only by the lack of appropriateness to the heinous quality of the crimes."
In fact, witnesses testified Paine had laughed after each shooting, according to published reports. Paine and Doleman even found reason to smile during one of their District Court appearances.
Back in 1992, that three-judge death penalty panel deliberated about 10 minutes before determining Paine's fate. When he heard the bad news, Paine was emotionless. He had agreed to plead guilty and had agreed to accept his fate.
But that was then.
All these years later, the state Supreme Court is once again asked to determine whether the District Court wrongly denied his second post-conviction petition for a writ of habeas corpus. That's long hand for his attorney's attempt to have his death sentence reconsidered on procedural grounds.
I could go on for days about the ineffectiveness of the death penalty in our society, but why waste the ink?
Fact is, inside the justice system the death penalty is a game. Advocates on both sides of the complex issue take their place and battle it out daily in courts across the land. They argue the law, the investigative flaws, and the moral questions inherent in the state's decision to take a life.
I prefer to remember Kenneth Marcum, rookie cabdriver, would have turned 69 this year.
John L. Smith's column appears Sunday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Friday. E-mail him at
Smith@reviewjournal.com or call (702) 383-0295. He also blogs at lvrj.com/blogs/smith.
