Hello, welcome to my page. My name is Barry, I was
born in Middletown, Ohio, in 1954. I Grew up in
Trenton, Ohio, I was just a small boy my parent's
got divorced, I was tossed around from parent to
parent for years, some where in the early 1960's my
dad got remarried. He moved back to Trenton when I
was I guess about 9 or 10. I started school went to
Bloomfield school in Trenton, Ohio. This is where my
story starts!
This started back in 1969 the bottom of the hill where Bloomfield school was. We would skip school on Fridays and walk to Elk Creek, by the river. There would be others there we would swim in the creek, most times naked. The girls would be naked too. Back then that was so awesome. Sometimes, we would bring soft drinks, and candy bars with us, so we would have something to drink and a snack. We would use the trains to help us know when we was ready to leave. There would be 3 trains, one at 12 noon, then another at one pm going the opposite direction, then the last one around 2:15 pm. Then we knew it was time we could return home, with out getting caught skipping school. So as time goes by Steve, and I became very close. After your 16th birthday you could bring your hunting equipment to school with you, but you had to leave it in the office with your name and the time you wanted to leave to go hunting. You wasn't allowed to bring in the ammo. But Steve and I would leave school around 1:30 pm to go to the woods to go rabbit or squirrel hunting. Time went fast when we was younger. I miss those days when you could carry a shotgun down the street, or to walk to the store to buy a snack before headed to the woods. (1979) We would go camping, fishing, and hunting. We were living the dream, so now we were older, and we had been friends since the late 60s. We both was in our 20s, we would still go to the creek and fish, during the fall we would go hunting. So sometimes we would stay in the woods for up to 14 to 21 days just living off the land. We would eat fish, deer, rabbits, squirrel, poke, and wild berry's. We would get water from a freshwater spring, that only he and I knew where it was. Sometimes we would walk into town, to the King Kwik store next door to a bar called the Tap Room, to pick up some things that we might need. Toilet paper simple stuff that you cant find in the woods. It was tough finding a rest room in the woods but we made small holes in the ground to use the rest room then cover it with dirt.
These next years went fast, when we wasn't in the woods, we would walk to an old pay lake now owned by the city of Middletown. We would fish for bass or what ever we could catch. There were catfish, bass, and a few other kinds of fish in this pond. We would hang out fish and just enjoy life as young men. On this one fishing day Steve and I were at this pond fishing it was about 6 pm in the evening. This guy comes walking up to us said, "how's the fishing"? We replied, "it is ok". Steve had a prosthetic leg. Sometimes it would bother him so he would tap his foot, this guy noticed he was doing this and asked, "what are you doing"? Steve replied, "Well you've heard where you have to be quiet while fishing? This isn't true I am tapping my foot so the fish can hear me and saying Fishy, Fishy, loud that helps them bite". This guy went off to the other side of the pond baited his hook cast it in and we could hear him across the pond screaming in a very loud voice, "Fishy, Fishy, Fishy", man I was laughing so hard I fell down, and almost wet my self. (1985) 6 years came and went. I was working 2 jobs. Steve had left state to find another place to live and to try and find a job that paid more than $3.50 an hour. About every other day I would check on Steve's wife. This one day I went past to check on her, she was outside standing talking with another woman, they both was crying I got out of my car and ask what's wrong? Steve's wife said, "Barry you have to help him". I said help who? She said Steve. I ask, "How can I help him, he's out of state"? She said, "He's supposed to call in 20 minutes". So I hung around until he called. He told me he was stuck at a truck stop and hadn't eaten for 5 days. I ask him to find a manager, he did. I spoke with the manager in charge, and asked him to feed Steve. I explained that I would be there with in 19 hours. Back then the speed limit was only 55 mph so it took longer to get anywhere in the USA. So away I go headed for Texas, to pick up my friend. Well it's now about 15 hours later I'm parking at a little truck stop in Texas, I walk in and there he was setting at a booth drinking coffee. I looked at Steve and said, "Honey I'm home". He smiled he got up and we embraced with a hug. I then ask to speak to the manager named Dave. He came out. I said, "Sir how much do I owe you for feeding my friend"? He said, "nothing you showed up to help your friend, that's real friendship". So, Steve and I sat down, talked a while, and decided to head to Houston, Texas. So away we went. About 28 hours and no sleep later we found our way to Houston, Texas.
Our First stop was the Sally. Salvation Army, that's what homeless folks called it back then. We checked to see if they had beds, we were told to be back by 6PM to ensure we got a bed. So that night we stayed there. The next day we went to Manpower so we could earn some money. Steve and I both got sent out on a job, my job was at a company called Mud Control Inc. I worked there for 5 days, and the manager back then asked me if I wanted a full time job. I replied yes. So for the next 2 years I was working at Mud Control, after about 3 months I was promoted to shop foreman. It was my responsibility to have all the equipment cleaned and ready for transport to the oil fields. I was given a company truck, a pager, and credit cards for fuel motel stay if I was needed to travel to another part of the state to repair a broken down machine. After about 2 years I was asked if I wanted to go to Austin, Texas, to help start the company there because they was closing the Houston location. I said no and I headed back to Ohio. Steve was also working but when we got back to the Sally, we both ate, took a shower, then went to bed by 9pm. So, it's now day 7 we been there a week, Steve tells me he's leaving and going to San Francisco, CA. I said OK that's cool. We said our goodbyes he left. I worked at Mud Control until they went out of business 2 and a half years later. It's now Summer of 1987, I'm headed back to Ohio, when I arrived back my first stop was to see if Steve was back or still traveling. My first stop was Trenton to see if his mom knew where he was. Sure, enough I got an address in Carlisle, Ohio, I showed up knocked on the door, and this short female named Cindy answered the door and asked, "how I can help you?". I asked is Steve around? She said "yes, who are you"? I walked past her yelling Eakino! He said, "Hey in here". I followed his voice, there he was, my friend Steve. My eyes started watering, I said Hey! He jumped up, grabbed me, we hugged and then started talking. My first question was, "Where's your wife?" in a low voice. He said she left me for another guy. I said oh. So, a few days later I got to meet Steve's new girlfriend. I realized who she was when I seen her, she was the mother to Danielle. Dani as we called her, she was a 14- or 15-year-old girl. Most of the boys who lived nearby knew her. I acted like I didn't know her or her daughter! Well anyways on with the story! By now it's later August 1987. Steve and I are headed back to the woods to go hunting. We stay back in the woods just a few days and return back to Steve's house, we had 10 rabbits and 6 squirrels. So, we started cleaning our game! While we was cleaning a rabbit, I grabbed some guts and held them in my hand, I started sneezing and I let some of those guts drop out of my hand. Dani came outside as I did this, she started screaming OMG, then she said "Mom call 911 this guys brains are coming out of his nose!".
Well we got a good laugh. A few hours went by we were inside cooking up some of it, and I get a phone call from my parents. My dad asked me if I wanted to come to Arizona and live and get a good job. I said sure. So he told me about Mid- December he would call me back! It's now December 16th, 1989. I was packing my backpack getting ready to have Steve drop me off at the Greyhound station. We both was teared up! We hugged a few times and off we went headed for Cincinnati, Oh, Greyhound bus station. About 40 minutes later we arrived safe, and I got out of the car. I walked inside the doors, turned around looked back at Steve's car, he was waving bye. I shook my head and walked away hurt. Well, I made it to Arizona, I was there for 5 years, worked a few different jobs. I worked for the City of Phoenix as a bus driver. Another job was to haul Train ac units to new houses to be installed, my last job was at RCS. I was a ride operator of the ride called the Wipeout. I had a couple of heat strokes. and in Jan 2005 I returned to Ohio. My first stop was Steve's mom's house to see where Steve was. His mom told me he was working in town at the Domino's Pizza place. I knew where that was, so I headed up that way! I got there I seen a black Chevy Blazer, Steve was getting in I ran over there he was surprised, he said, "Hey Barry! Stay here I will be right back I have to make this delivery". So, I waited about 10 minutes and he returned. He got out of his vehicle, walked over and hugged me and said, "I sure did miss you are you going to stay around now for good"? I said why Sure!
So, we talked a bit. He told me he got off work at 10pm to stop back by! So I did. We talked about 5 minutes, and he said follow me. I didn't know where were going, but away we went! About 15 minutes, go by and we are pulling in a driveway in Middletown, I got out and asked, "whose house is this"? He said, "its mine and my girlfriend's". Now, we are walking in and I'm thinking to myself, wonder if it's the same woman? Well, I walked in and there was this short woman with red hair she must have been 4 foot tall at best! I asked Steve "why a short woman for"? He smiled and spoke 2 words. "OMG", I said, "really, you're bad Steve"! Well, anyways we hung out a while and drank a lot of beer! Then I asked, "Steve, you remember about 6 or 8 months ago, when you were walking down Route 4 with a big stick telling folks you were Jesus"? He laughed and said yes. Steve asked, "Barry remember our Bigfoot that chased us"? I said hell yes! By now it was 1am we were so drunk we both passed out! The next day I got up about 12pm Steve was gone. His woman was still there. She asked me "are you hungry"? I said "no, not really". But I would like to get a shower! She showed me where everything was, and I got dressed after words and told her to tell Steve I would get a hold of him later! By now about 8 months have passed and I haven't seen Steve since! Its June 2005, I was out just riding around in my car when I see Steve pass me on the road! I made a U-turn and followed him. he was headed for Trenton we ended up at his mom's house. I asked him why he was there he said, "that bitch kicked me out, so I'm staying here for a few weeks until I can get me a place of my own". So, he and I went fishing almost every night until July. Then for whatever reason he was gone again for a few days. I went to his mom's house, asked her where Steve was, she said "he is fishing by the Trenton Bridge". So that is where I went. We talked, he said he wanted to move in with me and stop drinking. I said sure man I'll help you any way I can. It's Now July 27, 2005, 4pm. He and I went to The River he was fishing, he said, "can you get a chainsaw"? I said "yes, I will be right back", so about 45 minutes later I return with the saw. I cut up about 8 trees we were going to build a raft and float down the river to the Ohio River, then to the Mississippi River. Well, it was hot that day about 100 DEGREES. It was starting to get dark! I told Steve I had to leave because I was tired and hot, and I would return about 10 or 11 pm. He said cool. I left it was about 4:30 or 5 pm. I went home took a shower and fell asleep, I didn't mean too.
July 28, 2005, 8:30 AM. I wake up to *Bang! Bang! Bang!* on my front Door! When I opened the door there stood Steve's mom, she was crying saying in a very loud voice, "They found a body! I know its him, I just know its him!". So, I get dressed jump in my Chevy Blazer, and I'm headed to Trenton, Ohio at no less than 90 MPH! Running every red light and stop sign that I come across! I had a very sick feeling in my stomach at this point. I kind of knew too! Well I get there in about 10 Minutes, I hear more sirens coming my way. I didn't look but when I got out of my car, I hear a voice scream "Stop"! I turned and looked there was a Sheriff, Middletown Police, Monroe, and an Ohio State Police pointing their guns at me ordering me to lay on the ground! I looked at them and said, "fuck you I'm here to get Steve" and walked away going down a hill to where Steve was the night before! I was within ear distance! I hear another voice say, "Barry! Stop your walking on my crime scene"! There in the pond, face down was Steve! By now I couldn't see due to the tears coming out of my eyes. I ran to the pond and grabbed Steve's lifeless body and was screaming "Steve wake the fuck up, get out of the water! Stop acting dead"! I shook him again crying even harder saying in a voice that sounds like your choking "Steve just wake up damn it"! Then I feel myself hit the ground, the police that was chasing me put me in hand cuffs and took me back to the police car. The (now retired) Trenton Police chief said, "let me have him I will take him to Trenton these guys were friends for over 40 years he is just upset"! So, I was taken to Trenton Police station where I was place in jail. I asked why? I was told, "we don't need 2 murders today you're staying here until we get the guy who did this". I went crazy. I tried everyway in the world to break out of that cell. I even banged my head on the wall until I was bleeding so they would at least take me to a hospital, but nothing worked. When I got released, I asked do you have the guy who did it. I was told yes. I asked what's his name. I was told his name. so, then I tried to get arrested so I would go to jail where he was. But for whatever reason no matter what I did I was told to go home and sleep it off! I tried everything to get arrested nothing was working. They just told me to go home and sleep it off. So I went to Steve mom's house everyone was there. Steve's brothers, his mom and his nephews was there also. I asked does anyone know who else was there I was given 3 names and 1 address. I went there but no one would answer the door. However, the police stopped me and told me to go home. I said no, I want to talk to that boy who was there. The police said, you can't we are still investigating this. So I went back to Steve mom's house and his mom said to me to come back in 3 days that the coroner will be here about 1pm. So I showed up and I heard how Steve was murdered, it made me even more angry. The coroner said it was over kill. She said he was hit in the back of the head so hard that the first blow to the head killed him. While he was thrashing around on the ground his murderer cut his throat from ear to ear. He was dying before his throat was cut but he still deemed it necessary to cut him from ear to ear. Well the guy who did this is still in prison, until 2026. I will be an old man, by then but as long as he stays away from me there will not be any trouble. I am married now and my wife and children have seen me set and cry, get angry, and cry even more.
So now its 11/07/2022 And Still to this day I ask myself every day I wake up HOW DO I?
Am I crazy for wanting to hurt the guy who killed my friend? No maybe not, but for the better part of 10 years if I could have gotten a hold of the guy who did this, I would have beat him to death slow to make him suffer! But not so much today! I'm sure he has suffered being in prison. Maybe he even got butt fucked! I don't know. But I do know this, as long as he stays away from me and never tries to talk to me, I will not do anything to him. He will be an old man when he gets out, I will be in my late 70's early 80's. Thanks in Advance! This was very hard for me to write!
Today is March 11, 2023, it's been 18 years since I lost Steve. It seems like yesterday. everything seems so fresh in my mind still. When will I be able to live again will I ever find another friend?
Today is 09 20 2023
Just a scar somewhere down inside of me Something I can not repair Even though it will always be I pretend it isn't there (this is how I feel) I'm trapped in yesterday (just a memory)
Where the pain is all I know (this is all I know)
And I'll never break away (can't break free)
'Cause when I'm alone
I'm lost in these memories
Living behind my own illusion
Lost all my dignity
Living inside my own confusion
But I'm tired, I will always be afraid
Of the damage I've received
Broken promises they made
And how blindly I believed (this is all I know)
And I'll never break away (can't break free) Cause when I'm alone I'm lost in these memories Living behind my own illusion Lost all my dignity Living inside my own confusion.
I try to keep this pain inside, but I will never be alright.
July 20, 2024
I heard a quote while watching TV today, it made me think of Steve and I. {“When you find that one person whom Connects to the world, you become someone different Someone better. When that person is taken from you, what do you become then?” ~Jim Caviezel, ( John Reese ) {Person Of Interest }
Best Regards
Barry L Moore
Rest In Peace Steve, I still Love you man and miss you every day!
Steven Allen Eakin
(1956 - 2005)
IN REMEMBRANCE TO YOU MY BEST FRIEND "{STEVE}"
17 years 3 months 10 days and I am still not healed due to this event. Today is April 27 2024, and I am still hurt due to the event in 2005. How do you move on to a better place.
Sometimes I think to my self if I would have not fell asleep, Steve might still be alive. Or who knows maybe I would be dead too.
Johnny Ray Watkins, killed my friend. I will never forgive him for that, but I hope he never tries to talk to me. How Do I? What that means is how do I move on, I am lost forever in a world that doesn't understand my pain and anger I still Have.
This started back in 1969 the bottom of the hill where Bloomfield school was. We would skip school on Fridays and walk to Elk Creek, by the river. There would be others there we would swim in the creek, most times naked. The girls would be naked too. Back then that was so awesome. Sometimes, we would bring soft drinks, and candy bars with us, so we would have something to drink and a snack. We would use the trains to help us know when we was ready to leave. There would be 3 trains, one at 12 noon, then another at one pm going the opposite direction, then the last one around 2:15 pm. Then we knew it was time we could return home, with out getting caught skipping school. So as time goes by Steve, and I became very close. After your 16th birthday you could bring your hunting equipment to school with you, but you had to leave it in the office with your name and the time you wanted to leave to go hunting. You wasn't allowed to bring in the ammo. But Steve and I would leave school around 1:30 pm to go to the woods to go rabbit or squirrel hunting. Time went fast when we was younger. I miss those days when you could carry a shotgun down the street, or to walk to the store to buy a snack before headed to the woods. (1979) We would go camping, fishing, and hunting. We were living the dream, so now we were older, and we had been friends since the late 60s. We both was in our 20s, we would still go to the creek and fish, during the fall we would go hunting. So sometimes we would stay in the woods for up to 14 to 21 days just living off the land. We would eat fish, deer, rabbits, squirrel, poke, and wild berry's. We would get water from a freshwater spring, that only he and I knew where it was. Sometimes we would walk into town, to the King Kwik store next door to a bar called the Tap Room, to pick up some things that we might need. Toilet paper simple stuff that you cant find in the woods. It was tough finding a rest room in the woods but we made small holes in the ground to use the rest room then cover it with dirt.
These next years went fast, when we wasn't in the woods, we would walk to an old pay lake now owned by the city of Middletown. We would fish for bass or what ever we could catch. There were catfish, bass, and a few other kinds of fish in this pond. We would hang out fish and just enjoy life as young men. On this one fishing day Steve and I were at this pond fishing it was about 6 pm in the evening. This guy comes walking up to us said, "how's the fishing"? We replied, "it is ok". Steve had a prosthetic leg. Sometimes it would bother him so he would tap his foot, this guy noticed he was doing this and asked, "what are you doing"? Steve replied, "Well you've heard where you have to be quiet while fishing? This isn't true I am tapping my foot so the fish can hear me and saying Fishy, Fishy, loud that helps them bite". This guy went off to the other side of the pond baited his hook cast it in and we could hear him across the pond screaming in a very loud voice, "Fishy, Fishy, Fishy", man I was laughing so hard I fell down, and almost wet my self. (1985) 6 years came and went. I was working 2 jobs. Steve had left state to find another place to live and to try and find a job that paid more than $3.50 an hour. About every other day I would check on Steve's wife. This one day I went past to check on her, she was outside standing talking with another woman, they both was crying I got out of my car and ask what's wrong? Steve's wife said, "Barry you have to help him". I said help who? She said Steve. I ask, "How can I help him, he's out of state"? She said, "He's supposed to call in 20 minutes". So I hung around until he called. He told me he was stuck at a truck stop and hadn't eaten for 5 days. I ask him to find a manager, he did. I spoke with the manager in charge, and asked him to feed Steve. I explained that I would be there with in 19 hours. Back then the speed limit was only 55 mph so it took longer to get anywhere in the USA. So away I go headed for Texas, to pick up my friend. Well it's now about 15 hours later I'm parking at a little truck stop in Texas, I walk in and there he was setting at a booth drinking coffee. I looked at Steve and said, "Honey I'm home". He smiled he got up and we embraced with a hug. I then ask to speak to the manager named Dave. He came out. I said, "Sir how much do I owe you for feeding my friend"? He said, "nothing you showed up to help your friend, that's real friendship". So, Steve and I sat down, talked a while, and decided to head to Houston, Texas. So away we went. About 28 hours and no sleep later we found our way to Houston, Texas.
Our First stop was the Sally. Salvation Army, that's what homeless folks called it back then. We checked to see if they had beds, we were told to be back by 6PM to ensure we got a bed. So that night we stayed there. The next day we went to Manpower so we could earn some money. Steve and I both got sent out on a job, my job was at a company called Mud Control Inc. I worked there for 5 days, and the manager back then asked me if I wanted a full time job. I replied yes. So for the next 2 years I was working at Mud Control, after about 3 months I was promoted to shop foreman. It was my responsibility to have all the equipment cleaned and ready for transport to the oil fields. I was given a company truck, a pager, and credit cards for fuel motel stay if I was needed to travel to another part of the state to repair a broken down machine. After about 2 years I was asked if I wanted to go to Austin, Texas, to help start the company there because they was closing the Houston location. I said no and I headed back to Ohio. Steve was also working but when we got back to the Sally, we both ate, took a shower, then went to bed by 9pm. So, it's now day 7 we been there a week, Steve tells me he's leaving and going to San Francisco, CA. I said OK that's cool. We said our goodbyes he left. I worked at Mud Control until they went out of business 2 and a half years later. It's now Summer of 1987, I'm headed back to Ohio, when I arrived back my first stop was to see if Steve was back or still traveling. My first stop was Trenton to see if his mom knew where he was. Sure, enough I got an address in Carlisle, Ohio, I showed up knocked on the door, and this short female named Cindy answered the door and asked, "how I can help you?". I asked is Steve around? She said "yes, who are you"? I walked past her yelling Eakino! He said, "Hey in here". I followed his voice, there he was, my friend Steve. My eyes started watering, I said Hey! He jumped up, grabbed me, we hugged and then started talking. My first question was, "Where's your wife?" in a low voice. He said she left me for another guy. I said oh. So, a few days later I got to meet Steve's new girlfriend. I realized who she was when I seen her, she was the mother to Danielle. Dani as we called her, she was a 14- or 15-year-old girl. Most of the boys who lived nearby knew her. I acted like I didn't know her or her daughter! Well anyways on with the story! By now it's later August 1987. Steve and I are headed back to the woods to go hunting. We stay back in the woods just a few days and return back to Steve's house, we had 10 rabbits and 6 squirrels. So, we started cleaning our game! While we was cleaning a rabbit, I grabbed some guts and held them in my hand, I started sneezing and I let some of those guts drop out of my hand. Dani came outside as I did this, she started screaming OMG, then she said "Mom call 911 this guys brains are coming out of his nose!".
Well we got a good laugh. A few hours went by we were inside cooking up some of it, and I get a phone call from my parents. My dad asked me if I wanted to come to Arizona and live and get a good job. I said sure. So he told me about Mid- December he would call me back! It's now December 16th, 1989. I was packing my backpack getting ready to have Steve drop me off at the Greyhound station. We both was teared up! We hugged a few times and off we went headed for Cincinnati, Oh, Greyhound bus station. About 40 minutes later we arrived safe, and I got out of the car. I walked inside the doors, turned around looked back at Steve's car, he was waving bye. I shook my head and walked away hurt. Well, I made it to Arizona, I was there for 5 years, worked a few different jobs. I worked for the City of Phoenix as a bus driver. Another job was to haul Train ac units to new houses to be installed, my last job was at RCS. I was a ride operator of the ride called the Wipeout. I had a couple of heat strokes. and in Jan 2005 I returned to Ohio. My first stop was Steve's mom's house to see where Steve was. His mom told me he was working in town at the Domino's Pizza place. I knew where that was, so I headed up that way! I got there I seen a black Chevy Blazer, Steve was getting in I ran over there he was surprised, he said, "Hey Barry! Stay here I will be right back I have to make this delivery". So, I waited about 10 minutes and he returned. He got out of his vehicle, walked over and hugged me and said, "I sure did miss you are you going to stay around now for good"? I said why Sure!
So, we talked a bit. He told me he got off work at 10pm to stop back by! So I did. We talked about 5 minutes, and he said follow me. I didn't know where were going, but away we went! About 15 minutes, go by and we are pulling in a driveway in Middletown, I got out and asked, "whose house is this"? He said, "its mine and my girlfriend's". Now, we are walking in and I'm thinking to myself, wonder if it's the same woman? Well, I walked in and there was this short woman with red hair she must have been 4 foot tall at best! I asked Steve "why a short woman for"? He smiled and spoke 2 words. "OMG", I said, "really, you're bad Steve"! Well, anyways we hung out a while and drank a lot of beer! Then I asked, "Steve, you remember about 6 or 8 months ago, when you were walking down Route 4 with a big stick telling folks you were Jesus"? He laughed and said yes. Steve asked, "Barry remember our Bigfoot that chased us"? I said hell yes! By now it was 1am we were so drunk we both passed out! The next day I got up about 12pm Steve was gone. His woman was still there. She asked me "are you hungry"? I said "no, not really". But I would like to get a shower! She showed me where everything was, and I got dressed after words and told her to tell Steve I would get a hold of him later! By now about 8 months have passed and I haven't seen Steve since! Its June 2005, I was out just riding around in my car when I see Steve pass me on the road! I made a U-turn and followed him. he was headed for Trenton we ended up at his mom's house. I asked him why he was there he said, "that bitch kicked me out, so I'm staying here for a few weeks until I can get me a place of my own". So, he and I went fishing almost every night until July. Then for whatever reason he was gone again for a few days. I went to his mom's house, asked her where Steve was, she said "he is fishing by the Trenton Bridge". So that is where I went. We talked, he said he wanted to move in with me and stop drinking. I said sure man I'll help you any way I can. It's Now July 27, 2005, 4pm. He and I went to The River he was fishing, he said, "can you get a chainsaw"? I said "yes, I will be right back", so about 45 minutes later I return with the saw. I cut up about 8 trees we were going to build a raft and float down the river to the Ohio River, then to the Mississippi River. Well, it was hot that day about 100 DEGREES. It was starting to get dark! I told Steve I had to leave because I was tired and hot, and I would return about 10 or 11 pm. He said cool. I left it was about 4:30 or 5 pm. I went home took a shower and fell asleep, I didn't mean too.
July 28, 2005, 8:30 AM. I wake up to *Bang! Bang! Bang!* on my front Door! When I opened the door there stood Steve's mom, she was crying saying in a very loud voice, "They found a body! I know its him, I just know its him!". So, I get dressed jump in my Chevy Blazer, and I'm headed to Trenton, Ohio at no less than 90 MPH! Running every red light and stop sign that I come across! I had a very sick feeling in my stomach at this point. I kind of knew too! Well I get there in about 10 Minutes, I hear more sirens coming my way. I didn't look but when I got out of my car, I hear a voice scream "Stop"! I turned and looked there was a Sheriff, Middletown Police, Monroe, and an Ohio State Police pointing their guns at me ordering me to lay on the ground! I looked at them and said, "fuck you I'm here to get Steve" and walked away going down a hill to where Steve was the night before! I was within ear distance! I hear another voice say, "Barry! Stop your walking on my crime scene"! There in the pond, face down was Steve! By now I couldn't see due to the tears coming out of my eyes. I ran to the pond and grabbed Steve's lifeless body and was screaming "Steve wake the fuck up, get out of the water! Stop acting dead"! I shook him again crying even harder saying in a voice that sounds like your choking "Steve just wake up damn it"! Then I feel myself hit the ground, the police that was chasing me put me in hand cuffs and took me back to the police car. The (now retired) Trenton Police chief said, "let me have him I will take him to Trenton these guys were friends for over 40 years he is just upset"! So, I was taken to Trenton Police station where I was place in jail. I asked why? I was told, "we don't need 2 murders today you're staying here until we get the guy who did this". I went crazy. I tried everyway in the world to break out of that cell. I even banged my head on the wall until I was bleeding so they would at least take me to a hospital, but nothing worked. When I got released, I asked do you have the guy who did it. I was told yes. I asked what's his name. I was told his name. so, then I tried to get arrested so I would go to jail where he was. But for whatever reason no matter what I did I was told to go home and sleep it off! I tried everything to get arrested nothing was working. They just told me to go home and sleep it off. So I went to Steve mom's house everyone was there. Steve's brothers, his mom and his nephews was there also. I asked does anyone know who else was there I was given 3 names and 1 address. I went there but no one would answer the door. However, the police stopped me and told me to go home. I said no, I want to talk to that boy who was there. The police said, you can't we are still investigating this. So I went back to Steve mom's house and his mom said to me to come back in 3 days that the coroner will be here about 1pm. So I showed up and I heard how Steve was murdered, it made me even more angry. The coroner said it was over kill. She said he was hit in the back of the head so hard that the first blow to the head killed him. While he was thrashing around on the ground his murderer cut his throat from ear to ear. He was dying before his throat was cut but he still deemed it necessary to cut him from ear to ear. Well the guy who did this is still in prison, until 2026. I will be an old man, by then but as long as he stays away from me there will not be any trouble. I am married now and my wife and children have seen me set and cry, get angry, and cry even more.
So now its 11/07/2022 And Still to this day I ask myself every day I wake up HOW DO I?
Am I crazy for wanting to hurt the guy who killed my friend? No maybe not, but for the better part of 10 years if I could have gotten a hold of the guy who did this, I would have beat him to death slow to make him suffer! But not so much today! I'm sure he has suffered being in prison. Maybe he even got butt fucked! I don't know. But I do know this, as long as he stays away from me and never tries to talk to me, I will not do anything to him. He will be an old man when he gets out, I will be in my late 70's early 80's. Thanks in Advance! This was very hard for me to write!
Today is March 11, 2023, it's been 18 years since I lost Steve. It seems like yesterday. everything seems so fresh in my mind still. When will I be able to live again will I ever find another friend?
Today is 09 20 2023
Just a scar somewhere down inside of me Something I can not repair Even though it will always be I pretend it isn't there (this is how I feel) I'm trapped in yesterday (just a memory)
Where the pain is all I know (this is all I know)
And I'll never break away (can't break free)
'Cause when I'm alone
I'm lost in these memories
Living behind my own illusion
Lost all my dignity
Living inside my own confusion
But I'm tired, I will always be afraid
Of the damage I've received
Broken promises they made
And how blindly I believed (this is all I know)
And I'll never break away (can't break free) Cause when I'm alone I'm lost in these memories Living behind my own illusion Lost all my dignity Living inside my own confusion.
I try to keep this pain inside, but I will never be alright.
July 20, 2024
I heard a quote while watching TV today, it made me think of Steve and I. {“When you find that one person whom Connects to the world, you become someone different Someone better. When that person is taken from you, what do you become then?” ~Jim Caviezel, ( John Reese ) {Person Of Interest }
Best Regards
Barry L Moore
Rest In Peace Steve, I still Love you man and miss you every day!
Steven Allen Eakin
(1956 - 2005)
IN REMEMBRANCE TO YOU MY BEST FRIEND "{STEVE}"
17 years 3 months 10 days and I am still not healed due to this event. Today is April 27 2024, and I am still hurt due to the event in 2005. How do you move on to a better place.
Sometimes I think to my self if I would have not fell asleep, Steve might still be alive. Or who knows maybe I would be dead too.
Johnny Ray Watkins, killed my friend. I will never forgive him for that, but I hope he never tries to talk to me. How Do I? What that means is how do I move on, I am lost forever in a world that doesn't understand my pain and anger I still Have.
LTOBS
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