The exact event that changed my life, where I became a persistent researcher about electronic warfare & surveillance.

Justia online, Pennsylvania Supreme Court Record of the 1981 conviction and Appeal in the Murder of Judy Snyder.

She was shot in the back only a few days after she had served me lunch at the Rathskeller, Erie, Pa.

(AI Historical Perspective: In 1984, Erie, PA had a “Bottom Line” bar near the old Rathskeller, likely at or around 2306 State Street, the historic home of the popular basement bar)

I was starting a job as a woman TV Ad Salesperson at the local TV Network. I was told I was the first woman hired, Back then you sold the commercial and somewhat directed the camera. I was on the moon, I was so excited.

This murder was the major turning point in my life. I quit the job.

I grew up in the dark about much of my mother’s life. I was the daughter of a former civil employee of the Navy in Washington, DC and an Army private. My mom was different in that her skills in sports and theater has gotten her attention, men were attracted to her. An Ohio Police Chief gave her the key to his city, when she was still a teen. My father kidnapped me to near Boston. She brought me back to Erie, Pa. After the annulment, I traveled with her on plane trips. She was the city ticket agent for the downtown US Airline office in the G. Daniel Baldwin Building, downtown Erie, Pa. I went to work with her sometimes, after the annulment. AT the time I believed that is where a Judge says nothing in your life really happened including your marriage, in the eyes of the law.

(Historical perspective: My mother ran the City Ticket Office for Mohawk, then US Air in downtown Erie Pa. It was located next to the Peanut shop: https://www.facebook.com/eriehistorymemorabilia/posts/owned-by-annie-linebach-the-peanut-shoppe-was-the-oldest-shop-on-state-street-th/250834553075817/ )

Some people said my mom looked like Judy Garland, but that was because she drank too much. When Judy Snyder served me lunch at the Rathskeller on about April 13th 1981 I was in the first week at my new job. I noticed she had a striking resemblance to my mother, including the hard cold non emotional stare.

This six pages from the PA Supreme court is the story of Judy’s murder and her killer’s appeal after conviction.

Today is December 28, 2025. I chose to start a career in the 2nd part of my life writing about what I found out, while spending a lifetime researching my government’s role in electronic warfare and dataveillance.

I started looking at travel brochures under six, when I was with my mom and was bored I would go next door and talk to the Peanut man. He looked really big to me.

Everything I write won’t be this boring, this was only how it started.

I didn’t know this day would be the same day Bridgitte Bardot would die. She had a long life, much of it was shaped by a public perception of who she was. She described that in her book when she explains how she was treated by the Prime Minister of Canada when she spoke against the mass killing of baby Seals.

I write scireal, the facts about how women have been manipulated by every technology available during the times of their lives, known and unknown women. A Hero? That is what they see in the mirror.