​During my sister's youth she had a whole host of different types of boyfriends, some good and some bad. But after her 18th birthday she met a weirdo by the name of Herman Demott. Let me explain.

​As a boy I would frequently visit a friend of my father's named Jed. I remember him fondly as whenever I would see him at Christmas or at New Years or if he was just coming over for a visit he would always bring me a gift. But these were not cheap gifts by any stretch of the imagination. It was always something that was a quality toy, like an expensive stuffed animal or some sort of building set. I had always thought of him as a fun, happy and jovial kind of man. But as I got older I realized that he had symptoms of extreme nervousness. His hands were always trembling, his upper lip would quiver and he would always be blinking his eyes for some unknown reason. As a kid I remembered asking my dad about his trembling hands and my dad said that he was born that way and it wasn't a big deal. That was a lie.