17
The Burnim and Bailey Circus, II
Ames Robey, sixty-six, the son of a prominent Boston family, received his undergraduate degree from Harvard and his medical degree from Boston University. Certified by the American Board of Psychiatry and Neurology, he was a Special Fellow in Psychiatry and the Law at the Law-Medicine Institute of Boston University. He has taught at Harvard, Tufts, and the University of Michigan. As a forensic psychiatrist, his job has been to probe the ugliest and most convoluted recesses of the criminal mind. He has come face-to-face with the worst demons spawned in the cesspool of the idâserial killers, mass murderers, and homicidal rapists.
He is a tall man with a dry wit and an ironic perspective on the criminal justice system of which he was so long a part: “I used to think when I first got into this business that the courtroom was a place where there was a search for truth, and that it was honest and people told the truth and were sworn to do so. It took me a couple of years to have that fiction bashed out of me and to begin to learn that it's a battle between two knights on their chargers, with lances, in full armor, the referee to make sure they don't commit a foul. Charging down the lists, hoping to be awarded the victory, which might be somebody's head. If it happens to be the head of the poor defendant, why, that's really of little significance.”
Robey was the first witness to take the stand on December 20, 1968, when the matter of
Albert DeSalvo versus Twentieth Century-Fox Film Corporation and the Walter Reade Organization
came to trial in the U.S. District Court. Judge Garrity again presided. Appearing for Fox was Robert W. Meserve, temporarily filling in for James Lynch. Jerome Facher was still representing Reade.
At stake was the two million dollars for which the plaintiff was suing the defendants.
One of Troy's first questions to Robey was whether the doctor thought that Albert, while at Bridgewater, had possessed “sufficient mental capacity” to engage in business dealings. Robey replied that in his opinion Albert at that time hadn't the ability to handle any transaction more sophisticated than the purchase of a candy bar or batteries for his transistor radio. In any event, the point was moot because Bridgewater regulations prohibited the inmates from entering into any kind of financial negotiation involving more than small change. “No one is allowed to have money,” Robey declared flatly. Nor, he continued, was any patient at the hospital allowed “to make any public statements, to sign any papers, to make any recordings, or to do any of this sort of thing without having it cleared through the institution. The guards, the superintendent, the Medical Director, myself at the time [of Albert's incarceration from 1964 to 1966], are, I suppose it is really more ex officio, but we are their guardians, and all this material must be cleared through us. Indeed, if the guards notice anything of this sort, they are under orders to immediately stop the process and bring the whole situation et cetera to me or to Mr. Gaughan, the Superintendent.”
“Is it fair to say,” Troy inquired, “that nothing was ever presented for your perusal as far as a contract is concerned with Albert DeSalvo and Gerold Frank?”
“That is correct,” Robey replied. “Nothing was presented.”
“And if it was signed there at Bridgewater during the period of time that Albert was there,” continued Troy, “then it would be a violation of the regulations of the institution, is that correct?”
“Yes, sir,” Robey said. “It would be.”
Meserve and Facher objected and were overruled.
Asked Troy: “Did Attorney F. Lee Bailey ever discuss the possibility of Albert signing a contract with you, or was it ever brought to your attention?”
No, Robey said, not before the fact of the signing.
Troy then showed Robey a copy of the release and asked him if he'd ever seen it. Robey said he had.
“In your opinion,” asked Troy, “was Albert DeSalvo able to understand the nature and quality of the transaction or grasp its significance or have the capacity to execute such an instrument?”
“Well, Mr. Troy,” Robey replied, “I will have to give you really two answers to this. In October of this year, I went to the Walpole State Prison, where he is presently held, having seen the contract at that time for the first time myself, and went over in detail with him not only words in it but context, so the two-fold answer would be that, first, just in terms of his educational background, disregarding for the moment, any evidence of mental illness, it was my opinion and certainly was my opinion, based on my previous knowledge when I was at Bridgewater, that his educational background alone would not have allowed him to understand even the wording and the consequences of this, but further, the degree of mental illness would totally abort his ability to appreciate its significance.”
“When you say the degree of mental illness,” Troy pressed, “will you explain to the Court which portion of the mental illness you are talking about?”
“Yes, sir,” Robey said. “Mr. DeSalvo shows in his [personality] structure and as part of this whole schizoid or schizophrenicâchronic undifferentiated schizophrenic pattern, he has shown consistently a tremendous insecurity and a need to identify himself to the world as a notorious character, as though if he could not be well known for being good at something, then he would be notorious for being bad at something, and this overwhelming, compulsive confessor aspect would so distort his ability that there would be no appreciation of any consequences, because the identification of himself to the world as important would override all other considerations.”
But suppose the wording of the release had been explained to Albert, Troy countered. “Assume that great pains, quite painfully time was taken to explain to him in detail to him by more than one person both before its signing and both after its signing. Would he be able to comprehend and understand the contract and the nature of its consequences?”
Robey still didn't think so. “With careful explanation, even his diminished educational background would allow him to perhaps understand the wording, if he listened, and the hypothetical question you ask that this was explained, you would also have to add the hypothesis that his mental illness would allow him to even listen except solely to the issue that he would be famous, and it is my opinion, based on my experience with him and my training, that he could not by reason of his mental illness listen to anything except that he would be famous, he would be known, he would be a watchword on everybody's lips.”
Troy's next effort was to determine if Albert was still suffering from a mental defect.
“Since you came to Boston the first time for the last hearing,” he asked Robey, “did you have an opportunity to see Albert DeSalvo?”
“Yes, sir,” said Robey.
“Conduct a psychiatric interview with him?”
“Yes, sir, on three separate occasions.”
“And make certain evaluations?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Form an opinion?”
“Well, an opinion as to what?” Robey asked.
“As to his present mental status.”
“Yes, sir.”
“And would he now be a person competent to engage in a contract?”
No, Robey replied, he wouldn't be.
Troy had a final question. “Doctor, at the time Albert DeSalvo is alleged to have signed this contract, sometime in June, on or about the 17th of June, would his illness have prevented him from knowing or caring whether or not he signed away any of his rights civilly or constitutionally?”
“Yes, sir, his illness would have prevented this,” Robey said. “They would have been of no concern, because the overriding concern above all else, perhaps fed by counsel to a degree, would have beenâhe would be world-renowned, and his rights at this time would be of no concern to him; not even that, their being of no concernâhe would not even think of them. I am quite sure you could even say, âAlbert, you are signing away your rights,' and Albert would be thinking to himself, âYes, but I will be world-renowned. Everyone will know of me.' ”
In addition to this insatiable thirst for celebrity, Robey said, Albert had another striking characteristic: a phenomenal memory. “He has absolute, complete, one hundred percent total photographic recall,” the doctor told the court. “I have only seen this in perhaps incredibly brilliant people, although they are often suspect of being a little psychotic.”
Robey's cross-examination by Meserve and Facher degenerated into a prolix wrangle over when Albert had been adjudged incompetent, by whom, for what reasons, and by whose standards. On several occasions the parties on both sides lost track of the questions they were, respectively, either posing or answering. Garrity had to intercede to request clarification. The dates of Albert's various hearings and the names of the presiding judges were a particular source of confusion.
At one point, Facher asked Robey if it were true that he'd once offered to work for F. Lee Bailey. The doctor, startled out of his professional demeanor, uttered a horrified, “Good Lord, no.”
Robey's testimony had taken the entire day. At the end Garrity thanked him. Robey was eager to be gone; he had a plane to catch back to Ann Arbor.
“You may fly away, Doctor.” Troy beamed.
Court was adjourned until Christmas Eve.
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On December 24, Albert took the stand. And, like Robey before him, he remained there the entire day.
Troy asked Albert if he'd ever discussed the release with Bailey. Albert said he had, but only after he'd signed the document. “I told him that I didn't know what it was, and I had asked him to disregard that and stop it, I didn't want it, and he never paid no attention because he has never given me or told me that it has been stopped.”
How, Troy wondered, had Albert's life been affected since the publication of Frank's book and the release of the movie?
“Well, every day, like I will be called, âHey, Strangler,' or people who I used to have as friends, they don't associate because I am supposed to be the alleged Strangler or the Strangler as they see it now,” Albert said. “And my relatives, nobody who I used to know before don't write to me any more. My own brothers except for one now [Richard] and my own relatives because of the wide publicity and everything else that they just don't write to me any more, I just don't get any more mail, and every time I walk down, I am pointed out by the officers by visitors coming in at certain places and to, like take the ward or the place where visitors come, and they say, âThere is the Strangler,' and they point it out, and it is very embarrassing, everywhere you go you are pointed out.”
“Are you called any other names besides âthe Strangler'?” Troy asked.
“They call you âSilky' or âChoker.' ”
“Do you have any children?”
“I have a daughter and a son.”
“Do you hear from them?”
“No, sir.”
“Do you hear from all of your family?”
“One or two only.”
“Any of your former friends write you?”
“None.”
Troy turned the questioning in a slightly different direction. “Mr. DeSalvo, Mr. Bailey testified that you called him down [to Bridgewater in March of 1965] to find out if the story of your life was saleable. Is there any truth to that?”
Albert seemed puzzled, or confused. “Mr. Baileyârepeat that again, please?”
“Mr. Bailey testified that you called him to Bridgewater to find out if the story of your life was saleable.”
“That is not true.”
“Did you ever ask him at any time if he could sell your life story?”
“No, sir.”
“Did you ever ask anybody to do it for you?”
“No, sir.”
Albert's cross-examination was initiated by James Lynch, who wanted to establish exactly when Albert's friends and relatives had stopped communicating with him. He also wanted Albert's recollection of the date he'd read Gerold Frank's book. The exchange was brief and sharp.
Facher quizzed Albert about his divorce. He tried to get Albert to admit that the purpose behind selling his story was to get money for the support of his wife and children. Albert replied that as far as he knew he hadn't yet sold his life story, although doing so might not be a bad idea.
Facher's last questions to Albert concerned the gift he'd allegedly made and sent to Richard Fleischer. Albert denied having done anything of the sort. “Phil DiNatale made it or gave it to him,” he stated.
“All right,” Facher said, no doubt exasperated by Albert's recalcitrance.
“I made no wallet,” Albert insisted.
They were the last words he would ever speak in a court of law.
“Is there further evidence?” asked Judge Garrity.
“No, Your Honor,” replied Troy.
“That is the plaintiff's case?” Garrity inquired.
Said Troy, “It is.”
Lynch had a further witness to call, and asked for a continuance.
Garrity adjourned the proceedings until 2:00
P.M
on December 30.
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The following Monday Lynch called to the stand Robert Ross Mezer, Bailey's psychiatric consultant who had last testified at Albert's Green Man trial. Mezer recited his credentials: a medical degree from Tufts; residences at various hospitals; certification by the American Board of Psychiatry and Neurology; and teaching appointments at Harvard, the Massachusetts General Hospital School of Nursing, and BU Law School.
Mezer told the court that he had seen Albert at Bridgewater on February 11, 1966, between 2:00 and 3:30 in the afternoon. The purpose of the visit was to establish whether Albert was capable of getting along without a guardian. He seemed, in Mezer's opinion, quite able to oversee his own financial affairs, to the extent of cashing the thirty-eight-dollar check he received each month from the Veterans Administration, sending money to his family, and inquiring through his attorney Jon Asgeirsson as to the whereabouts of some missing or delayed Social Security checks.