I Picked Up "Tex" Watson Hitchhiking AFTER the Manson Murders

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Charles Tex Watson was just a young guy from Texas in 1969 when he came under the spell of drugs and Charles Manson and helped kill seven people. Watson attended Cal State Los Angeles, but dropped out less than half a semester later got a job selling Whigs began living it up in the party scene of Los Angeles. One fateful evening he was driving home and picked up a hitchhiker in Watson's words hitchhikers were pretty common on Sunset Boulevard and I pulled over to pick one up. When he told me his name was Dennis Wilson didn't mean anything to me when he said he was one of the Beach boys. I was impressed.

Wilson, the Beach boys drummer then directed Watson to his home on Sunset Boulevard in the Pacific Palisades area of Los Angeles. Watson was shocked when he pulled up in the living room. Watson found a man sitting on the floor with his guitar, surrounded by six young women. He looked up Watson later recalled in the first thing I felt was a sort of gentleness and embracing kind of acceptance and love another man at the house introduce them. Charles Charlie Manson on August 9, 1969, under the direction of Charles Manson Watson and three other Manson girls murdered pregnant actress Sharon Tate and four other people on Benedict Canyon. The following night, Manson accompanied the previous nights killers and supervise the murder of two more victims in most Felis. These murders are considered some of the most gruesome and shocking in American history. Tex Watson stayed in Los Angeles for almost 2 months before fleeing to Texas where he was arrested but it's those two months following the Manson murders with the story from our listener in Colorado picks up.

Here's Patty Kings Baker.

This story happen in 1969 I had graduated from high school in Miami and moved out to California to live with my brother who was living in Los Angeles at the time and it was the 60s, my brother was 10 years older than me so we can hang the unit felt like we had really grown up in different generations than I ideals and he was a little worried about me being happy maybe going down the wrong path him at this time in my life so I had been in Los Angeles for year had gotten to know few people all in and I was doing the things that can't sin the 60s did now at one of the days I was with a friend of mine and sure why I was hitchhiking either. I didn't have a car yet. It was kind probably right after I got there, but we had hitchhiked from the Valley San Fernando Valley over to the beach and when my brother heard about it, he that lost his mind and he was like no no you were not hit anyway so I eventually got a car and you know it was a time when things were just more open-ended. A lot of people were hitchhiking in the NL we pick people happy now was just what happened that this one night I had been over in Malibu with some friends and I was coming back into the valley and it was coming through Topanga Canyon and when I made the turn off Pacific Coast Highway. There was this guy. It was raining. It was like torrential rain and there was this guy on the side of the road until I pulled over a he was out there in the middle of this rainstorm and be that's just what we did back then. So I pulled over, but as soon as he opened the door and got in my car.

I just got sick feeling I ate it. It was I don't know what evil is. I don't know what it is but I felt I was scared I was absolutely scared and I was like I knew right then, I had made a mistake letting this guy my car, but there was nothing negative. He is there still were driving through Topanga came about and mean and it is torrential rain and there are mudslides on the road I'm scared. I'm having to go much slower than I would've gone through the canyon, I'm just thinking God get me to the other side of this canyon and he was going to Reseda.

I remember that and I lived in Woodland Hills which is another part of this San Fernando Valley, but I just wanted my car and he was trying to engage me in conversation and I was just like I finally just said you know I really can't talk I can't talk. I really just need to concentrate on the road and my driving. I just can't talk. I was I've never felt anything like that before.

So we got to the other end of Topanga Canyon.

I just pulled over and I said I'm really sorry but I'm going a different direction and I need to leave you here but and he was like okay and they got out and there was no incident mean there's nothing, nothing bad happened but it was just that feeling chest stuck with me and I was just like I didn't get it was a few months later that I picked up the paper one day and on the front of the paper where the pictures of the Manson family and the guy who was in my car that night was Tex Watson.

Needless to say I've never picked up another hitchhiker ever.

That was enough that not just that feeling taught me not to do that and there's been times I've passed people that I think all that I just have never been able to bring myself to do it was a heck of a hitchhiker stored in your church. Watson, one of the worst fillers murders of all time and she could feel better. Kings Baker's story the great listener story really awful hitchhiker stored here on our American stores. Our American stores. We bring you inspiring stories of history, sports, business, faith and love stories were great and beautiful country need to be told we can't do it without you are stores are free to listen to with her not free to make if you love our stories in America like we do. Please.

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