Linda Andersen (died January 18, 2003) was the victim of premeditated murder by her two teenage daughters on January 18, 2003, in Mississauga, Ontario. Since both daughters were under the age of 18 at the time of the murder, their identities are protected under the Youth Criminal Justice Act, a Canadian law. The names Linda Anderson, as well as sisters Sandra and Elizabeth (Beth) Andersen, are aliases created by journalist Bob Mitchell, in an effort to protect the girl's identities in the book he wrote about their mother's murder. The book is The Class Project: How to Kill a Mother: The True Story of Canada's Infamous Bathtub Girls. The sisters are also commonly referred to as the "Bathtub Girls" due to them drowning their mother in a bathtub.
The girls planned the murder with a few of their schoolmates, with the intention of making it look like an accident. On January 18, 2003, Linda Andersen drank as usual, but the daughters plied Tylenol 3 pills in her drinks, to slow her heart rate. When she got into the bathtub, one of the sisters held her head underwater until she stopped convulsing and twitching. They crafted an alibi that they were out with friends at a restaurant while their mom was at home preparing her bath. They called 9-1-1 when they got home at 10:30 p.m. and said that their mother had died in their absence. For almost a year, the death was considered accidental drowning secondary to alcohol intoxication. Andersen's three children received a total of around $200,000 in insurance money due to their mother's death.
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Eleven months after the murder, a young male came forward to the police, informing them that one of the sisters said that the girls drowned their mother. Thus, an investigation began that included testimony gained when the young man was wired for audio and video, assessment of text messages and internet searches on a computer they owned, and interviews of their friends. Sandra and Beth were arrested on January 21, 2004. In late 2005, they went to trial and were convicted of first degree murder. In June 2006, they were sentenced to 10 years, six years of incarceration and four years of community supervision, the maximum sentence for juvenilles.
Because of their discontent, the sisters began to search on the Internet for ways to kill their mother. The teenagers believed that by killing their mother, they would be entitled to insurance money of $133,000.[2] This compensation, the sisters resolved, would be spent on a trip with their friends to Europe and to purchase a house. The sisters decided to drown their mother because they believed it would be "fast and unspectacular". After formulating a murder plan, they informed three of their friends, who all encouraged the sisters.[1] The friends remained steadfast in their support of the sisters and did not alert their parents, the police, or other authority figures about the crime.[6]
During lunch time on January 18, 2003, the sisters began giving their mother liquor in order to get her drunk. Their plan was to make Andersen fully inebriated so that she could not resist their attack. They also gave their mother six Tylenol 3 tablets (containing codeine) to slow down her heart.[1][11]
Sandra and Beth were tried beginning in November 2005 and found guilty of first degree murder. In June 2006, they were sentenced to 10 years in prison for first degree murder,[3] the maximum youth sentence.[16] The 10 years consisted of six years in custody and four years under community supervision. If they had been tried as adults, they would have received life sentences.[4][17] Although tried as youths, they were incarcerated in prisons for women.[3] While the sisters were incarcerated they were unable to communicate with one another.[18]
After the sisters are unable to find a record of Rachel with the State Nursing Association, they conclude she is actually Mildred Kemp, a nanny who killed the children she was taking care of after she became obsessed with their widowed father. While Steven is away on business, the girls try to gather evidence against Rachel to show the police, but Rachel catches them and sedates Alex. Anna escapes and goes to the local police station, but they do not believe her and eventually call Rachel to take her home.
Rachel sedates Anna and puts her to bed; Anna sees Alex in the doorway with a knife before passing out. When she wakes up, she finds that Alex has killed Rachel and thrown her body in a dumpster in their backyard. When Steven arrives home, Anna explains that Rachel tried to murder them and Alex saved them. Confused and panicked, Steven asks what Anna is talking about: Alex had died in the fire along with their mother. Anna looks down to find that the bloody knife is in her hand. She then finally remembers what happened on the night of the fire: after catching Steven and Rachel having sex, she became enraged, filled a watering can from a gasoline tank in the boathouse, and carried it toward the house, intending to burn it down. However, she didn't fully close the faucet and it spilt a trail of gasoline that ignited when a lantern fell. Her mother was killed in the resulting explosion, as was Alex.
Family is why I am happy in life They are the greatest blessing in life They push me to be the best me They make me smile when I frown The catch me when I fall and they lift me back up They care and love me just for who I am!
Seventeen years. That's how long it has been since she lost her vision when a woman she didn't know threw acid at her face, blinding and disfiguring her in a bout of jealous rage. Greenlee was a single mother of four in South Carolina, caught up in abusive relationships, hustling to survive. DeAndre was 10 years old. Over time, she regained her sight in spurts, but it disappeared completely a few years ago, just as her son was emerging as one of the NFL's brightest stars. Since then, millions of people have watched the Texans wide receiver dive for otherworldly catches on the national stage, racking up more receptions through the first six seasons of a career than any other player in NFL history. Greenlee sees Hopkins' highlights only in her mind. "I visualize everything that he does," she says. "The dreads, the body movement."
"The commentator's talking is not enough -- she wants to know what kind of route he ran," says Kesha, her older daughter who is sitting behind her. "'Did he catch it?' 'No.' 'Why didn't he catch it?' 'I don't know, Mom.'"
Hopkins started playing in a pee wee league when he was 8 years old. The other mothers sat on the benches; Greenlee would rumble up and down the sideline, screaming at the referees. "She used to always be right there on the field, every game," he says, laughing. After a brief stint at middle linebacker, he started playing wide receiver, and it wasn't unusual for him to catch six touchdown passes in a single half. "Everybody was like, 'Man, you gonna be something,'" Hopkins says.
WHEN HOPKINS' SISTER Kesha answered the family's landline that afternoon, she had no idea where her mother had gone. She passed the phone to her grandmother, who burst into tears when she heard that Greenlee had been rushed to the emergency room. She grabbed the kids -- DeAndre was in Georgia, visiting his father's family -- and drove them to the hospital. Kesha, then 14, remembers catching a glimpse of her mother as she rolled past them in a gurney. "She's really light-skinned, but the entire right side of her face was black," she says.
Every day, as she took new steps outside the safe confines of her home, her boundaries expanded -- and her son's world exploded. By the time Hopkins was in high school, his skills had caught the attention of a few colleges. "He was as good as that area had ever seen," says Clemson head coach Dabo Swinney, who'd been the Tigers' wide receivers coach before he took over the program in 2008. "You don't teach a guy to catch a ball like he can catch the ball. That's just God-given." While he was widely recruited, Hopkins chose to stay home, at Clemson. He told his mother it wasn't because of her, but everyone knew that was a lie. When the Tigers played in Death Valley, she sat in the stands, shuddering with awe whenever DeAndre's name reverberated around the stadium.
So she goes to every home game, sitting in the same spot, doing her best to conjure up a mental image of DeAndre with the help of her daughters' words. And he visualizes his mother too. "I'm always picturing her, whenever I make a catch, her reaction," he says. "And sometimes, when I drop a ball, I'm like, 'Darn it. I let my mama down.'"
As a boy, he told himself that a catch could change his family's luck; as a man, he has already delivered on that promise. And if his team happens to be driving toward the end zone where his mother sits, he knows that she's waiting, and that every play brings him a little closer to her.
"Soul Food'' tells the story of a big African-American family from Chicago with warm-hearted good cheer; in the way it cuts between stories of romance and trouble, it's like "Waiting to Exhale," but more down to earth and believable--and funnier. It knows about how black families stay in constant communication down three or four generations and out to third cousins--how when a matriarch like the movie's Big Mama (Irma P. Hall) hosts a holiday dinner, there are going to be a lot of people in the house, and a lot of stories to catch up with.
The story is told through the eyes of Big Mama's grandson Ahmad (Brandon Hammond), who introduces us to the key players, especially his mother and her two sisters. His mom and dad are Maxine (Vivica A. Fox) and Kenny (Jeffrey D. Sams). The oldest sister is Teri (Vanessa L. Williams), a successful attorney, married to Miles (Michael Beach), who is also an attorney but wants to leave the law and follow his first love, music. The youngest sister, Bird (Nia Long, from "Love Jones"), has just married Lem (Mekhi Phifer) and opened a beauty shop with a loan from Teri. 2ff7e9595c
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