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Jesse Jones Case

On Dec 3^rd 2004 I was on the Larry king Show with the Father of Stacey Hendrickson…the murdered girl from Tempe AZ. Off course after that I got a flood of calls, some nuts and some serious.

About 2 weeks later Mr. Hendrickson was at a bar where he hangs out at times doing karaoke.

A person came into the bar and asked the owner if she could hang up a flyer, about her missing brother.

The owner said sure, then Mr. Hendrickson walked up to read it, just then the girl hang the poster recognized him. Lisa,(the girls name) said hey ,are you the one I saw on Larry King Live, Mr. Hendrickson replied yes.

She asked him if he knew how to get a hold of me (Gale St John) He said yes I do, but I sort of screen the people I send to her because she does not need to be bothered by crazy people. Lisa went on to tell him why she needed to contact me. Hendrickson then gave her my number and told her that if any one would be able to help, it would be Gale.

The next day I received a call from Lisa, I was a bit Leary since I had been getting a lot of calls from people off in left field wanting to know about aliens and all kinds other nutty things. Lisa explained that she got my number from Hendrickson .I felt better, but still somewhat apprehensive. I agreed to meet with several family members at the Motel where her brother was last seen on Nov.24^th 2004.It was now the week before Christmas and we had so far been lucky as far as the weather, just a little snow on and off, but it did not stick, though the cold temps were awful.

My Daughter and I left for the motel about an hour early, so I could find it and then go get coffee while I waited for them to get there.

Well, the coffee never happened. When I got there and pulled into the drive, I began seeing things right away. I felt anger and saw a man, then I felt as though I needed to leave that motel…at this point I had no idea where I was being led. My daughter said Oh no, here we go again.

I turned right out of the parking lot on to state route 24 and drove over the border into MI. (about 4 miles) just over the border I was led to another Motel called the star.

I pulled in and felt more of a fight …I saw a man and a woman get into a car along with Jesse the missing brother of Lisa. Then just one street down I saw the car stop and the men got out. I fistfight broke out; somehow they got back into the car and went off to buy drugs at a crack house in North Toledo. These visions were so clear, as if watching a TV…though I highly recommend not watching this sort of TV while you drive, I do try to pull over when this happens, but sometimes it just happens faster than I can find somewhere to pull over.

As I sat there I realized it was time for me to meet Lisa, her sister Sherry and Jesse’s wife at the motel. I drove back the 4 miles and parked at the other motel ( Raceway) within a few minutes they all showed up. It was very cold; so I had them all sit in my car. My Daughter sat in the back of my minivan, sort of my protector while I’m in this state and sometimes I’m unable to help myself if I were threatened in any way. She also was my note taker. Lisa and the others began by telling me when he went missing and then it all came flooding in again. I told them hat I had see before I met them here and then went on from there.

I started seeing A house with almost no paint on it, very run down with a porch in such bad condition that you could no longer use it. The porch had boards missing from it. I saw that the house had an alley run next to it then one behind it. The front door looked as if it had been broken. I realized that you needed to

enter from the back. As I now walked around to the back of the house,( in my vision)

I saw a wrought iron rail on the ground and one still connected to the rickety back three

steps. The rails were encrusted with rust. Now everyone in my car was silent. I thought I was wrong or something .I said, what wrong to them. Lisa replied, could I call my brother dale here to hear this. I said that’s fine with my. At this point Lisa said she wanted him to hear this and that she could not believe the accuracy of describing the crack house…. and the way she knows this is because her and Dale had gone there looking for Jesse. When dale pulled up and jumped in the car with the rest of us, I

Saw more again, I man with hallowed eyes, white male with the name of *Jerry, it

was a relative of theirs, they said as I described him to a tee. I told them that he knew what had happened to Jesse or at least had a VERY good idea of what happened. I saw a drug deal and money change hands, then someone got ripped off, another fight broke out and the two men parted ways for a while. *Jerry went off walking and Jesse drove back to the motel. Mind you that these motels are sleazy motels filled with drugs and prostitutes. Being in this parking lot was really pissing the slimy owner off, as it was not good for business. The drugies and ladies of the night stayed away because

we looked like we might be the law. Just about at this point, Lisa ask the question I had been dreading…Was Jesse Alive?

Seemed like I took hours trying to say if he was or was not…or maybe I was just trying to evade the question. This to me is the hardest thing to say. How do you say this tactfully? No matter what you say, or how you say it, the facts are still the facts. I drew in a deep breath and calmly said, I am so sorry, but he is right here with me…he is dead.

The tears flowed down their faces and they tried to stay composed. Lisa then said, as she wiped away the tears, now what, now what?

Where is Jesse?

I was seeing a few clues such as a creek and concrete over water.

I then ask if they checked the area next to the motel…I had a strange feeling about it. They told me yes and even the police did. Well, that seemed to rule that out.

At this time I told them that I had to go now and I would call them later, as I received more.

By then middle of January, I had not heard a word from Jesse.

I was driving to the store across town, and just as I got off the Expressway, I heard his voice. KEY he said, loud and clear. Jesse, the king of one word clues as I jokingly referred to him, was ad it again. By this time Jesse and I seemed to hit it off in a way that I understood that he loved to joke around and was dealing with his untimely death better each time I would see him. He had a wonderful sense of humor and this was a way for me to work with him. I too have developed a sense of humor, after this many years of working murders, you learn to look for the lighter side of life to break the pain you feel from all this.

He now was able to show me a picture and give me impressions.

Needles to say, I never made it to the store, seems many of my plans to do every day normal things, never work out that way. My Daughter was having a fit ,she said you promised we would go to the store, but I had no choice and after several more complaints from her she realized too that I had to do as I was asked. Off we went to a location that he was directing me to, a vacant sore next to the Ohio, Michigan border. Humm, just down the street from the motels that I saw them going back and forth to, the first time I met with the family. We got out of the car, it was freezing out and the wind was terrible, we had wind warnings and severe low temperature warning issued that morning.

The wind chill was so bad that my face felt as if it were on fire and even my mittens did not help my poor near frozen fingers, after 20 minutes of walking and searching.

My daughter was back to her complaining, but I did my best to ignore her. Then She said Mom listen, I am freezing and this is stupid, we are never going to find a key, in the snow and in this wind. I said yes we are, Jesse says we will ,then she ask what does it look like, I told her that Jesse showed me a key with a plastic piece on it. Tammy said, ya right Mom and we are going to die out here, ourselves looking for a needle in haystack. Tammy said, I want to go back to the car, and go to the store, you are crazy, we are never going to find a key…just as she finished her complaint, she yelled Mom quick get over here. I ran to see what and there it was gleaming in the Sun, with the plastic piece right out in plain sight as Jesse showed me it would be.

The snowplows must have scooped it up and pushed it to the surface. I then picked it up with a tissue and dropped into a plastic bag I had in my car. I look at in while I was trying to get warmed up, and saw the number 10 on it. I then drove to the only 2 motels just over the state border. The one motel did not have a room 10,and besides, this was not the motel that I had seen a fight at the first time I met with the family, it was the on down the road further. I drove to the farther motel and was shocked, the door was kicked in.

I stopped to ask someone about it and one of the people that lived in the motel said its been kicked in since around the last week of Nov. and has not yet been fixed. I grabbed my camera cell phone and took a picture just in case I needed it. To me this proved what Jesse said, He ad been in a fight here and this is part of what went on before his death. I now called Lisa to tell her what I had found.

2 weeks later( early Feb) Sherry called me to see if I had more information.

I said, that we needed to get together for a family meditation session let her know that Jesse was still having trouble communicating with me and that maybe if all us got together, then I may get more. We met at Lisa’s house, ( I gave her the key I had ) did the usual, and began with a prayer. During this session, I heard the words Coco, referring to the name of a drug dealer in the area and also the words pressed and sealed. I had no idea what any of these clues meant .We ended the session with me telling them these words, and it seemed as though they felt a bit disappointed with me. There was nothing I could do; I can’t say what I don’t receive. I felt disappointed too, in myself. Maybe I lost my ability, I thought or, or well I just didn’t know how to take this. Cases are difficult at times, but this was ridiculous. One again, I am left with more questions than answers.

Just before I left, I made a prediction, that Jesse would be found, come Mid April.

This is just one of those blurt it out things before you know what you are saying, but that’s normal for me. This is one of my strong points, dipping into the future, as I have done in so many cases of mine. In the Hendrickson case I used this to see that the roommate was going to be killed and in this way prevented the death of her. I seem to always predict when a case will be solved or not and approx. when.

This is why many clients come to me for business readings…they are into stocks and other things that they need for me to look in to the future for, but this is a whole nother story.

On about April 17^th I felt impressed to drive to where I found the key.

When I got there, I looked around and felt nothing, except for pure frustration.

I looked up and yelled out loud, Jesse talk to me, and as fast as I said that, jessed yelled back at me, Spicer.

I said sure Jesse, more I do not understand, you king of the one word clues.

Now it was getting very dark out and I decided to go home.

While at home, I felt that this must be a street name, so I looked it up on my computer. I could not find it. I was told that no such street existed in Toledo.

I was disgusted at this point and went to bed.

One I got up in the morning I was bother by this Spicer name, so I called my oldest Daughter ( *Diana)Who is a nurse. I asked her if she ever heard of this street, Spicer and then told her why.

She said no, but I am at work right now ,but when I get off work, I have a Toledo street guide ,I will look it up for you.

I told her ok, but the computer street guild for Toledo says there is none named Spicer.

That afternoon, I went to the store in west Toledo, not to far from where I first met with the Jones family. While in the store I kept having reoccurring feelings of urgency.

I felt like I was having anxiety attacks.

About 20 minutes after we go into the store, Diana called on my cell phone and said Mom I looked up the street name and found it, it is a real street.

Diana said, Mom I feel this is urgent and that you need to go now. I said yes it is, I have been feeling this too.

Tammy and I left the cart and I ran out of the store. I am sure that every one who saw us thought we were nuts. I drove as she gave me instructions as to where I should turn.

As I wound through this small neighborhood, I came to a street named Spicer, a small street, only several houses long. As I sat there looking, I saw an open lot in-between houses.

I pulled the car up to it a stopped to look.

As I sat there I said to Tammy, I don’t get it. But then as I looked straight in front of me, I realized that I was seeing the next road over, which is where I first met Jesse’s family at the motel, as a matter of fact, I could see the motel sign. It seemed as though this lot between houses was forming like a picture from for me to focus on the next street.

I looked to my left and say a building, seemed it was quite a ways to the left, but I could still see the side of it. It was a window manufacturing company that also made seamless siding and seamless gutters ,just then it hit me,as I heard jesse say agin to me.Pressed and sealed.

I threw my car in gear and pealed out as fast as I could,now realizing where jesse was.

I drove as fast as I could to the next street over .

I pulled into the window company and jumped out of my car with Tammy running behind me.

I felt like a hound dog on a scent.I could not stop myself as I was now walking next to the creek line as fast I I could with out running.The feeling get stronger and stronger as I walked toward the road. This was a bust road and I did not seem to be comprehending much in this state of mind. Tammy yelled Mom watch out for cars and she grabbed me.

Just then my cell phone rang and my husband said where are you …I just stuttered and could not talk. I handed the phone to Tammy and I heard her say Mom cannot talk right now Dad; I have to go before she gets hurt. I said I have to go …go across the street. Tammy pulled me back till it was safe to cross and released me. I run as if I was on autopilot.

As I crossed I first stayed on the right side of the creek, then after about 5 feet, I said no ,no I need to be on the other side.

I quickly made it to the other side .Tammy said Mom I will go down the steep bank and take a look and you stay up top.

I agreed since I had a hip injury that it might be best for me not to climb down there.

Now I seemed to be slowing and becoming calmer.

I walked about 50 feet, when I heard my fathers voice (He passed away more than several years ago) say CALL HER UP NOW!

For a

brief moment ,as I repeated the words I heard it did not sink in.

Then all of a sudden the words just came

out from no where, I yelled in a panicked voice, Tammy come here now!

She ran up the bank saying what Mom what’s wrong ,are you ok?

I could not answer, but I did take about 5 or 6 more steps and felt a hand on my shoulder. I thought it was Tammy’s hand, but as I looked back, I saw her about 5 steps back .I then heard a voice say turn and look down .It was Jesse’s voice. I then realized it was his hand I felt on my shoulder, it felt like my heart lurched into my throat, as I turned to look down the bank, he said it again turn look that’s me.

I looked and face down in the creek, about 20

feet from a small cement bridge over the creek was Jesse’s lifeless body.

I walked to the bridge with Tammy and tried to remain calm as I called Lisa and sherry but I my hand were shaking and dialing was difficult. I

told them to get the family over there right now ,because I think I found Jesse.

I sat in the grass with Tammy and we shed a few tears,along with a prayer together, and said now jesse and his family can rest finally. About

10 minutes

later the entire family showed up. Lisa, sherry and Dale went down the back to identify him. Yes, it was Jesse, Lisa said crying and somewhat hysterical. Lisa then said,I saw his tattoo of his kids that he had on his back.

The family then called Police.

They day after I found Jesse, He came back to me and impressed me with the feeling that his family needed to go back there. I called them again and the met me there.

Lisa said what is it, I said Jesse says there is more here, things of his. Sherry said, but the police said they did a clean sweep of the area. I said Jesse says no, no.

Sherry then crawled across the small stones and made her way under the bridge, she saw, much

to everyone’s surprise, his car keys. Thus ends this case! CASE CLOSED APRIL 18^th (or maybe not really)2005,just as I

predicted,

mid April.

Note on this case: The day before he was found 2 boys were in that exact spot and the body was not there. These boys and their father told police that.

Also the 2 weeks before ,the Jones family had news crews out there to talk about if any one had information leading to his whereabouts and the news crews walked along the creek while the family was filmed looking there…..Jesse’s body was not there.

Dead people do not just get up and walk…how did it get there that day? Perhaps in the early morning hours? A car was reported as being seen driving up into that grassy area the night before.2 men were seen getting out of it. When the autopsy was done, they found he had a lot of Tylenol in him and a tubular plastic thing connected to his mouth also, his 2 front teeth were in the back of his throat…

.His death was ruled a suicide? So many unanswered questions.

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