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TD: How long did you know them?PR: We met the summer I came back from the lake the first time, so that would have been like September-ish of ’94.
DOI, paperback, p306-310
On August 20, 1998, the Whites commented to a Camera staff reporter, “The district attorney and the Ramsey attorneys have simultaneously rebuked the police for ‘focusing’ their investigation on the Ramseys when in fact the police were simply following evidence.”
The innuendo here was obvious. Why had our former friend turned against us?
As was the case with most of our social friendships, Patsy met Priscilla and her children first. Their kids were almost the same ages as JonBenét and Burke. Later Fleet and I were introduced into an already blooming friendship. When we first met, they were renting a small house, two doors up the street from us. The Whites told us that they had left California because they felt the fast life around Newport Beach was a poor place to raise children. They had originally thought of moving to Aspen, where Fleet’s parents had a home and where Fleet and Priscilla and their children had spent considerable time. But even Aspen didn’t suit what they were looking for. Ultimately they settled in Boulder after Fleet drove there one day and decided it was the perfect community for them. Our children became instant friends and enjoyed frequent trips to and from each other’s houses, which they could accomplish on their own with complete freedom, via backyards or front sidewalks. That was one of the benefits of a small town, I thought.
Priscilla was a fun-loving California girl who liked to entertain and had a good sense of humor. She and Patsy quickly hit it off, and they enjoyed each other’s company. The moms soon discovered that Fleet and I shared a penchant for sailing, as well. It’s rare that dads and moms and both children synchronize so easily. Both sets of parents were older, and that added to the similarities.
The newspapers later would refer to Fleet as an oil magnate. His father, Fleet White, Sr., was reported to have had a natural gas drilling company in California. He may have worked for his dad for a period of time before coming to Colorado, but as far as I know, Fleet did not work at a steady job during the time I knew him in Boulder. At one point he was trying to help his dad clean up some environmental issues at a gas station they owned in California, and he spoke of trying to get something started with some Denver businessmen.
Fleet was mainly my sailing buddy. He occasionally talked of being an ardent sailor in the Newport Beach area and proudly displayed many models of the sailboats he had raced. He spoke of a silver loving cup, which bears his name and is on permanent display at the Newport Beach Yacht Club. He was a very experienced sailor. I was not. I could learn a great deal from him. Whenever we were together, sailing was out singular topic of conversation. Since he didn’t have a nine-to-five job as I did, Fleet was free to be the coordinator of logistics for our sailing ventures.
After JonBenét’s murder, the Whites had arrived in Atlanta for JonBenét’s funeral the day after we did. They were scheduled to stay at Rod Westmoreland’s home. Each of our Atlanta friends had graciously adopted a family from Colorado to host during the funeral. As an unspoken courtesy, our closest friends in Atlanta were to host the Whites, our closest friends from Colorado. For some reason, shortly after the Whites arrived at the Westmorelands’, Priscilla got into a tiff with Rod’s wife, Kimberly, and refused to stay in the Westmorelands’ lovely home. The Whites said they would check into a hotel instead.
When I heard what had happened, I attributed the incident to the fact that everyone was distraught, tired, and easily upset. I assumed they must have had reason to be on edge, and I mistakenly thought everything would subside.
As in customary in the South, the Westmorelands hosted a brunch in their home immediately following JonBenét’s funeral for family, friends, and children. Apparently the Whites interpreted this gracious act as a horrible display of opulence and ostentation. In the Whites’ view, the Westmorelands were acting totally in bad taste, a view which was not shared by any other friends in attendance.
Eventually, Patsy and I suggested that the Whites stay at my brother’s house. We didn’t know what had happened at the Westmorelands, but we didn’t want them staying in a motel. After all was said and done, they were our good friends and my brother, Jeff, is probably the most calm and under control person I know. Suggesting the Whites stay there was the logical thing to do. Unfortunately, nothing worked out there either.
Following the funeral Jeff remembers giving the Whites a ride to the Westmorelands’ for the reception, and afterward, bringing them back to his own home. Fleet began complaining about the Westmorelands’ home being in an exclusive area of Atlanta. Priscilla apparently was offended that the family had a maid. They persisted with these demeaning statements and ridiculed the Westmorelands’ lifestyle. Fleet and Priscilla left Jeff’s for a walk around the neighborhood.
When the returned, Fleet had become even more upset and kept talking about the need to keep “outsiders” from getting in on the investigation. He was rambling on and on, saying things like “We can’t hurt the reputation of the people of Boulder … JonBenét is gone, we have to protect Boulder now … One hundred years ago people on farms took care of themselves. They didn’t need cops or lawyers.” His behavior seemed irrational to Jeff.
In short order, Fleet became more and more animated. He was periodically jabbing Jeff in the chest with his index finger and putting his hands on Jeff’s neck. Jeff thought Fleet was on the verge of being out of control.
“How many people have you made really, really mad at you?” Fleet said, very agitated. “Ten or twelve maybe?”
“No, I don’t think so.” Jeff said, trying to remain calm.
Fleet continued pressing. “How many people have you made mad enough to want to kill you, or a member of your family? Two or three?”
“No,” Jeff responded. He didn’t know how anyone could think that way.
But the altercation didn’t go away. Fleet’s behavior seemed so unreasonable and out of place that it was frightening. Even though Jeff, who had been a high school quarterback, was perfectly capable of defending himself, Fleet scared him. Fleet and Priscilla left Jeff’s home to talk to me, and Jeff decided that without a doubt he didn’t want the Whites staying in his house that night.
Later that day at the Paughs’ house, Priscilla sat me down and told me she had talked to the police for hours. Then she abruptly said there was semen found on JonBenét’s body. I was so shocked, I couldn’t speak. I just walked away. That urban legend was later proven untrue.
Before the Whites left Atlanta, Priscilla called Patsy’s father on the phone from the airport and argued with Don that she knew things that nobody else knew, telling him that he must persuade Patsy and me not to get attorneys. With that Priscilla hung up the telephone, and she and Fleet flew back to Boulder.
After we returned to Boulder, we experienced another strange incident involving the Whites. Patsy and I had been meeting with Father Rol Hoverstock in his office at St. John’s and were in prayers with him when we heard a commotion outside. Fleet White pushed past both Patsy’s father, who was waiting for us in the reception area, and Father Rol’s secretary, demanding entrance to his office. Fleet barged in, unannounced, and dropped down on one knee, flashing a reporter’s business card in the air.
“Now they’re after me, John!” Fleet shouted at me. “You know what I have to do John.” He looked crazed and shaken.
Father Rol kept trying to calm him down.
“What is it, Fleet?” I reached out for the card. “Let me see it.”
He kept waving the card but finally gave it to me. I looked on the back and realized that a reporter had scribbled a question about who had removed the tape from JonBenét’s mouth. Was it Fleet or was it John? she had asked. Fleet kept yelling at us, as if Patsy and I had some sort of command over the media. I told him not to pay any attention to the press and offered to take the card and have one of our investigators call the reporter. Fleet said, “No, I’ll take care of this in my own way.”
What can I say? Fleet and I never had friction in our friendship prior to JonBenét’s death. Clearly, something happened to the Whites between the time they were with us on the morning of December 26 in Boulder and when they arrived in Atlanta. Because Fleet and Priscilla claimed they knew things that no one else did, we had to surmise that the Boulder police must have planted fear or suspicion in their minds. Maybe the police told Fleet and Priscilla that we had turned on them and named them as suspects; but that simply wasn’t true.
Friends later told us that the police tried to bias them against us in an attempt to force some sort of confusion and anger that would crack a locked door and reveal information about us. The Whites’ abrupt break with us seems to fit into that pattern. Whatever the case, their sudden outbursts left us no choice but to retreat from them for a period of time.
How do we make sense out of what happened? We don’t. Fear of something unknown created an unsafe world with people reacting to the spectres they feared might be hiding from them, rather than the genuine realities standing in front of their eyes. Some people obviously felt implicated by the circumstances, and the Whites were two of them. Throughout the days after the murder, hysteria began to take its toll on everyone.
DOI, paperback, p245-247
In the early part of December our friends came to us with the idea of a remembrance service for JonBenét. John and I wanted to travel to Boulder to attend, but we came to the conclusion that we couldn’t show up without the media making the event into a circus. …. With reluctance, John and I decided not to attend the special memorial service.
The idea of a one-year remembrance began with Margaret Harrington, Roxy Walker, and Susan Stine. … they felt it would be helpful to spend a few moments reflecting on our daughter’s life and thanking God for this beautiful child. Because JonBenét had gone to preschool at the First Presbyterian Church and it was Margaret’s home church, that congregation seemed to be the right place for the service.
When our friends approached the church with the idea, the ministers were supportive and plans were put in place. However, as soon as word got out, Fleet and Priscilla White, who also attend First Presbyterian, protested holding a service for JonBenét the First Presbyterian Church and it was Margaret’s home church, that congregation seemed to be the right place for the service.
When our friends approached the church with the idea, the ministers were supportive and plans were put in place. However, as soon as word got out, Fleet and Priscilla White, who also attend First Presbyterian, protested holding a service for JonBenét there. For reasons we didn’t understand, the Whites apparently demanded that the church back off and refuse to allow the service to take place.
We were grateful for the wonderful group of people who came to the First United Methodist Church on December 14 and paused during the busiest time of the year to thank God for our child and ask his blessing on JonBenét’s memory.
(This is when John and Patsy, who did not attend, wrote a “message of appreciation to our friends to be printed on the back of the liturgy of the day. … John and I had each written a version. With both copies in hand, John dictated and I typed at the computer as we merged the two into one. Later Susan Stine and Roxy Walker made a few edits as they typed it into the liturgical program. This edited version included the phrase and hence. Those two words turned out to be the next bombshell!”)
October 20, 1998
John Ramsey’s deposition as part of Boulder photographer Stephen Miles' defamation lawsuit against Ramsey and the National Enquirer.
Present were attorneys for John Ramsey, the National Enquirer and Miles' attorney, Lee Hill, who conducted the interview.
The interview was conducted while a Boulder County grand jury investigated the murder of JonBenet Ramsey. Out of respect for the grand jury process, and because Ramsey could be called to testify, questions directly related to the murder had to wait until after Ramsey's testimony before the grand jury.
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1 Q. Focusing for the moment upon your relationship
2 with Mr. and Mrs. White, is it your testimony that your
3 relationship continues on the same level of friendship as
4 it did prior?
5 A. No, we haven't talked to them probably for a
6 year and a half.
7 Q. Why not?
8 A. You'd have to ask them. I don't know.
9 Q. Why haven't you called them, for example?
10 A. I have.
11 Q. And what was the nature of the exchange?
12 A. I didn't get a response.
13 Q. They refused to talk to you since 18 months ago.
14 What was the precipitating moment you recognize that they
15 no longer were going to talk to you?
16 A. Well, we were pretty much in isolation for a
17 long time just because we were devastated. Some people, I
18 think around any tragedy, have difficulty being there. So
19 we never really -- and we weren't particularly open to
20 wanting to socialize for a long time. So I can't say
21 there is any, you know, time.
22 Q. What was the last time you had direct contact,
23 person-to-person, with the White family?
24 A. I think it was when I was in our priest office,
25 Fleet White came in and spent a few minutes. That was --
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1 I don't know, I don't even remember when it was. It was
2 quite a while ago.
3 Q. Was that here in Boulder?
4 A. Yes.
5 Q. When was the last time you had any contact with
6 Mrs. White?
7 A. Probably at -- might have been at the memorial
8 service for JonBenet here in Boulder, which I think was
9 when we came back, but I don't remember the time sequence.
10 Q. Was that before or after the Atlanta, Georgia
11 service?
12 A. I don't remember. I don't remember. It was in
13 the same time period.
14 Q. Did they attend the Atlanta memorial service?
15 A. Yes. Well, they were in Atlanta. I don't
16 remember much about the Atlanta memorial service, who was
17 there. As far as I know, they were there.
18 Q. Is it true that there was an altercation between
19 you and Mr. White in Atlanta around the time of the
20 memorial service?
21 MR. CRAVER: I don't understand the potential
22 relevance of that at all. At this stage, I have to judge
23 whether that's a question intended to embarrass or harass
24 him. Where are you going with this, Lee?
25 MR. HILL: I'm looking for sources. I'm looking
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1 for people who have an ax to grind with Mr. Ramsey.
2 MR. CRAVER: All right. I'll allow him to
3 answer the question.
4 A. There was no altercation.
5 Q. This is with all respect, sir, as I said to you
6 earlier. And I appreciate you hearing my clarification.
7 MR. CRAVER: Okay.
8 Q. We had been informed that there was some sort of
9 dispute or disagreement, that police were called. Is that
10 all hog-wash?
11 A. To my knowledge, yeah. I am not aware of any of
12 that.
13 Q. Also, I think much has been made about the
14 Whites traveling to Atlanta on the company plane that was
15 made available, but not traveling back on the company
16 plane. And I'm wondering if you could better inform me
17 about that?
18 A. I don't think Fleet was on the plane going out
19 to Atlanta. I don't remember if Priscilla was or not. I
20 remember that Fleet was not. That, I know for sure.
21 Q. He came down some other way to Atlanta?
22 A. Right.
23 Q. So it's your testimony that there was no heated
24 disagreement between you and the White family during that
25 time span?
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1 A. That's correct.
JBTPF - Page 162-172
TH: In the earlier interview, and I think it was the one on April 30th last year, the Whites' name came up ... because they were formerly good friends that you called that morning, but people that you were now suspicious of or something about their behavior. Could you tell us what about them has changed and what you have noticed ... be candid.
PR: Well, everything that - you know, I mean everything. Our relationship was perfectly normal and fine, and like I said, they're our close friends who I called first thing that morning. And it was a very traumatic morning, obviously, for everyone there. And people handled things differently, and I know that - but, suffice to say that Fleet and Priscilla, Fleet probably more so, just on a number of different occasions started reacting very strangely.
TH: Okay. How did he react?
PR: Well, I guess the first - let's see. The first time – I mean, you know, after we found JonBenet, I mean I was just in shock and really was - was not paying too much attention to things. But the first time I really realized that something was amiss was when we were going to go to Atlanta for the funeral ... and there was some like scuttle, confusion or something, why Fleet was not going on that plane. I mean our close friends that had been basically - you know, I don't know what they were doing. John and my girlfriends were bathing me and feeding me and taking me to the bathroom. I mean I was just immobile for all intents and purposes. And - and I just remember hearing something that John Fernie was going to detain Fleet because he was in no condition to be put on that plane.
TH: No condition due to?
PR: He was - and, like I say, I am kind of like just catching, you know, wafts of these conversations. But that was my first recollection. I picked up on something that Fleet was not acting right. And they were going to keep him from going on the private plane back to Atlanta. So anyway, I didn't want to think too much about it, and then when we were in Atlanta, I just sort of remember Priscilla standing in my mother's living room, family room, you know, just kind of like this you know and saying "Well, I know what's going on," and she said, "If you would give me a few minutes of your time, I could let you in on some things." And I turned to her and I said, "Priscilla, how can you know so much?" And I said, "I am the mother of this child. And I know nothing."
TH: What was she referring to?
PR: I don't have a clue. I really, I mean, you know, so many times I wish I would have taken her up on it to see what the hell she was talking about. There was just her - you know, it was just this kind of, 'I know what's going on here and you don't. And if you give me a few minutes of your time, I could clue you in.’
TH: But she didn't give you a clue or -
PR: Didn't say, didn't say. So that was like the second little thing. So the, let's see. We were at - we were at my parents, and we had different friends who had come in from Colorado and my friends in Atlanta were putting them up in homes and what not, and my understanding is that Fleet and Priscilla had been invited by my brother and sister-in-law, Jeff Ramsey, to stay in their home. So I was in bed, and somebody either my sisters, or another friend who was staying there or something, said that Jeff had just called to my parents' home, and said that Fleet was totally off the deep end, had like gotten my brother-in-law, and my brother-in-law is - you think my husband is docile, my brother-in-law is, you know, very docile. Non-confrontational. So Fleet got hold of Jeff's collar, you know, like this, in his face, you know, being very confrontational.
TH: Is Fleet a pretty good size?
PR: Yes, he's a large man. And anyway, Jeff had called and said to my dad, "They are on their way to your house. Do you have a gun?" And I mean for Jeff Ramsey to say something like this is pretty wild. So I just remember, you know, somebody scooping me up and Burke up and my mom and all this, and we went downstairs to our basement where my mother had set up some temporary beds and then like, you know, like thrown on the beds, like "Don't anybody say anything," and you know, John and my dad were going to try to calm them down or something.
TH: Okay. What do you mean again, what did -
PR: I don't know, Jeff was saying that, "Fleet is just crazy. He is crazy, he is coming over there, I don't know what's happened. You know, he's off his rocker."
TH: Did he give you a clue though? I mean here your good friends -
PR: See, I don't know, because ... I am like hearing this third hand.
TH: Okay.
PR: All I know is there was like some bug hubbub here about Fleet and Priscilla were going nutso and they were coming over and somebody just crazy, "He is crazy, he is coming over there, I don't know what's happened. You know, he's off his rocker ... and everybody is afraid of them," and da-de-da-de-da.
TH: So do they come over?
PR: They came over. I do not see them ... Jeff Ramsey said he did not want them staying with them. I think John Ramsey and my dad somehow got them to stay in a hotel or something.
Then my dad said, you know, I don’t know that day this was, all these days were running together. But then my father said that Priscilla called, I guess they were on their way back to Colorado, she called ... said that she didn't like what she saw in Atlanta one bit. She thought that everything - that all our friends were, you know, hoity-toity, rich snobs, and blah, blah, blah. I mean, just like crazy things.
I mean, you know, here we are mourning the death of this child, for crying out loud, and she goes off on this cultural ventilation or something. You know, it just didn't, it didn't make sense.
But I think some other things happened that I wasn't really privy to. I think John may be more aware of.
But then the other time that was really frightening to me is, we had come back to Colorado, and John and I were in Father Rol's office, in the church, and my dad was sitting in the little waiting area. And Father Rol and John and I were praying, and Fleet White burst into the door, burst into the office.
And he is just, his eyes are just wild. And you know I kind of did this number, and he got down on his knees and looked like - and had a business card in his hand, and he was leaning over to my husband saying, "You know what this is, John, you know what this means, John, you know what I am going to have to do with this, John, I am going to have to handle this my way, John."
I mean he was just on and on and on. And I said, "Fleet, Fleet, what is it?" And he handed me this business card and it was a business card from some journalist or something, and it had a note on the back. And it said, I don't know exactly word for word, but something to the effect of, you know, "Mr. White, there has been some question as to whether it was you or John Ramsey who removed the tape from JonBenét's mouth." You know. And about the sequence of the basement discovery.
Well, he said, "They are after me and my family now, John, I am going to have to handle" - and he was just like a maniac. And Father Rol said to calm down. And you know, he said, "I am going to handle it my way, John, my way, John." And you know, Father Rol was just trying to get them to calm down. "It's okay, Fleet," you know. "What do you mean by your way?" You know, "Calm down. You know, it will be okay."
So that was just, that just shook me, you know, and then there are ... subsequent things, like ... they went to the governor of Colorado and asked that (Boulder District Attorney Alex) Hunter be taken off the case or that he was doing a bad job or something, and I mean this is like a year later, you know, and I mean they are still just - so, I mean, you know, I am trying to say, okay, everybody was traumatized, you know. Try to put my shoe on the other foot ... and they are going to the governor and trying to, you know, I mean, just kind of weird to me.
Maybe I am reading things into it. I don't know. I can't imagine, you know, that anybody that has children - you know, when you have children, you know what a precious life that is, and you know what a - you know I can't imagine that you can do that to another child. I can't - I can't bring myself to think that they would have actually done this. But somebody did it. You know.
And we have been told that it's a lady that knew us, knew we were leaving, knew ... the dog wasn't there, knew we didn't use the alarm, you know, so -
TH: And these were all things that the Whites would have known?
PR: Yeah.
TH: So you suspect Fleet?
PR: Oh, God you know, I just - you know, I - I guess in a way I look at everybody as a suspect. And with this erratic behavior it sounds pretty freaky to me. Last night we were reading through some paperwork or something, and I don't remember whether somebody interviewed Fleet and ... then had written up a report about their findings and that he seemed to know almost word for word the ransom letter and he commented about how the structure of it was so well tied together. I mean, I have read the ransom letter, I couldn't tell you what the structure was, you know. He seemed like really interested or something. It seemed unusual to me.
So I mean, it would be a horrible blow if I do find that it was somebody that was that close to us.
TH: What is your current relationship with the Whites?
PR: We have not - we have not spoken.
TH: When is the last time?
PR: Well, I - when we left town ... I remember we were staying with the Stines, Glen and Susan Stine. Fleet White went in to Glen Stine’s office at the university, and leaned across the table, demanding to let the Stines see us. And Glen Stine said, “Fleet,” you know, “Settle down.” He was just saying that the Stines were keeping us away from them, which wasn’t the case. But he was going there, he went into the vice president of the university … irrational behavior.
TH: This behavior that you have talked about with Fleet, pounded on the desk and things, is that out of character for him or is he kind of like that?
(Note: Who said he “pounded on the desk”?)
PR: I mean as far as I ever saw, because he was, he didn’t – I don’t know exactly what he did for a living. He was not working a nine-to-five job. You know, I think he was in California, had been in the oil kind of business, so he said, but so he was around the house a lot. He took the kids to school. He dressed them. He – we called him affectionately Mr. Mom and he just said he was taking a couple of years kind of hiatus to figure it out and get something else going. So he was always just very loving and he was kind of like a lovable giant kind of, you know, big guy, but just very tender and very – sweet guy, you know. So this, you know, especially that time when he was in Father Rol’s office and his eyes were just crazed.
TH: Prior to the death, what was Fleet’s behavior like, especially regarding JonBenet?
PR: He, I mean, adored our children. You know. They played together a lot. They were at our house, you know, a lot. My children were at their house playing. They had been up to the lake with us, a number of times, for two, three weeks at a time.
TH: Was there anything in this prior behavior that looking back now seems unusual?
PR: Well, Priscilla was never crazy about me doing this whole pageant with JonBenét, she thought that was just totally unnecessary, because she said you know, “It’s just not the thing to do.” Well, you know, I had grown up doing it, I enjoyed it, I had a lot of friends who had done it. I had very good experience with it. So that’s what I brought to the table. My daughter was a performer, she was beautiful, she was outgoing, and flourished in that type of environment. (The Whites’ daughter) Daphne was not.
So Priscilla would oftentimes say to me, “You know, you just, you shouldn’t do that, you know, that’s not a good thing to happen.”
I thought you know, well, you raise your children the way you do and we don’t all raise our children the same. So you know, kind of looking back at that … did that really get to her or something? I don’t know.
TH: Was there anything else in either of – either’s behavior prior to the death that you, like you said looking back now, outside of the pageant thing?
PR: No, I mean John and Fleet sailed together and Fleet has been sailing for years … sailed big yachts in the Pacific Ocean and da-de-da-de-da …
TH: Anything else about the Whites?
PR: Just, I mean, we just, their children were virtually the same age. I just thought we will be life-long friends, because, you know, I enjoyed her, John enjoyed him, the kids had each other … had discretionary income to be able to go places. Although in that respect John pointed out that all the yacht races and all that stuff was always on our tab. I didn’t really pay attention to who was paying for what, but we would pay for the crew and everybody. I always got the impression that Fleet and Priscilla had either family money or something like that. You know. But John said when it came down to actually, you know, splitting it or splitting the hotel or something, that never really happened.
Trip Demuth starts asking questions:
TD: How long did you know them?
PR: We met the summer I came back from the lake the first time, so that would have been like September-ish of ’94.
TD: You called Fleet “Mr. Mom.” Why do you do that?
PR: Just because he was at home all the time. He took the kids to school and he went to the classroom and he, I mean – she called him … their live-in nanny.
RD: Did Priscilla work?
PR: Huh uh.
TD: So was she home most of the time also?
PR: Yes.
TD: Who would supervise JonBenét and Burke when they would go over to the Whites’ house?
PR: Both of them.
TD: Were there any excursions or outings that Fleet White took your children on as well as his children?
PR: I am sure there probably were.
TD: Any that you recall?
PR: Not right off the top of my head. I mean we went hiking, out on the bike trails once all together, all of us.
TD: Would Fleet ever baby-sit the children?
PR: Well, I knew one time in particular … we were all up at the lake … and John had to fly to New York to do some business, New York City, and Melinda was up there and the Whites. And Priscilla said – she said, “John is going to New York, let’s go shopping for the day.” And I said, “Who would keep the kids?”
She said, “Oh, Fleet can take care of the kids.” … When I got home, the house was a disaster.
TD: How many times, how often would Fleet be the baby-sitter for the kids, that you can remember? Can you give me any idea about that? Seldom, never, often?
PR: Well, I would say when if my kids were over there, it would not be unusual that he would be the baby-sitter, because she might go running around or whatever and he would sit or vice versa.
TD: And how often were your kids over at his home?
PR: Maybe once a week. We hadn’t seen them a whole lot that fall, because our children were going to different schools. And that was a little sticking point with Priscilla.
TD: How did JonBenét feel about Fleet? Did she ever indicate anything?
PR: No.
TD: Seemed fine?
PR: Uh huh.
TD: One more question. If JonBenét was bothered by someone, do you think she would communicate that to you, or was she a little more stoic about it, would keep it to herself?
PR: I think she would have told because we had talked abut all the areas covered by your swimsuit belong to JonBenét. Not to anybody else. Mom can touch those areas because, you know, and different things, and Dr. Beuf with mommy in the room, those were the ground rules. Not daddy, not Burke, not grampa, not anybody else …
TD: Did she have any difficulty approaching you and talking to you about maybe other children at school she was having difficulty with, would she share those kinds of points?
PR: She did not have difficulty. She will tell me everything.
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