I am leaving this page up after the Hearing on 4/15/2016, but hopefully if a person understands the Tessier sister’s lied in the murder trial, they are probably lying in the Rape Trial also.

In 2009 Jeanne told Brion Hanley that her mother had lied about Jack being “home all night” on 12/3/1957.  As it turns out, Jack’s mother told the FBI that Jack was NOT home.  We now know that everything Jeanne said about Jack’s involvement in the murder of Maria Ridulph was a lie, not somethings, but everything she said.  Jeanne is a pathological liar, but she is good at it.  I would also point out here that Jeanne said her sister Katheran Caulfield sent her be to raped over and over again my her father.

After Jack was arrested the prosecution charged him with rape of a family member in 1961 or 1962.  During the trial, Jack’s sister Jeanne Tessier announced publicly that she was the victim.

In this article: mccullough-accuser

Brion Hanley and Clay Campbell on September 8, 2011 went to Jeanne Tessier’s home to discuss the rape charges again with her.  Remember, Jack was arrested for Murder in June of 2011, based on enough probable cause (Strong_Evidence, Charging_Papers) per Clay Campbell.  One has to ask why after spending years on the murder case, Mr. Hanley AND Mr. Campbell make an 800 mile round trip to visit Ms. Tessier again to push forward rape charges.  Ms. Tessier said she “had no desire to reopen these old wounds or reactivate these painful memories.”

In Todays_Woman_October_2010 there seems to be no issues with discussing these painful memories, or have a third of a page with her picture.  On September 27, 2011 Mr. Campbell informed Ms. Tessier he was going to charge McCullough with rape.  Mr. Campbell elected to have the rape case tried BEFORE the murder case and “…would not comment on why McCullough will be brought to trial first for the sex crimes.”  (Chicago Tribune 10/12/2011 http://shar.es/jymUz) At the time, this decision was rather confusing, but given the two inmates that testified in the murder case did not come forward until September of 2012, and the probability the FBI files might be allowed in trial, this decision now makes some sense.

The Charges:

I will start my comments on this case based on what Jeanne wrote in her memoirs “The Unspoken-Truth(prior is link) from 2009 chapter 13.

“One summer day he drove by the house in a big red convertible. I don’t know where he got it. It wasn’t his. I was out front and he stopped to say hello. He was a handsome young man, and the car was handsome, and I was young teenager bored on a summer day. I asked for a ride. He resisted at first — I was not the game he was hunting for that day, but I begged him — please, just a short ride.”

In court Jeanne was not sure if it was summer time, Jeanne could not remember what time of year it was, only that she did not have school that day.  In court, no one could remember Jack or any of his friends having a big red convertible.   In trial a lot of time was spent trying to find this “big red convertible” and no one could.  This and many other items in Jeanne’s memory did not fit with historical facts presented in the case.  In court it becomes a “spring” day.  And remember as you visualize her begging for a ride, this is the brother she says did nothing but  molest her.

“He let me in, drove me straight to the home he shared and f___ed me. His friends came home and threw open the door to the room just as he was done. Without hesitation, he offered me to them. Two of the three took him up on the offer, the first one rolling me over and entering from behind, the next going for sloppy seconds. The third sat in the room with me for a little while and then told me to put my clothes on. I don’t remember how I got home.”

Problem in court was the guys that lived in the house where Jeanne says she was raped were still alive, and they testified Jack never lived there, and they never saw Jeanne, and no one was ever raped in the house.   The prosecution could not find three men who randomly, during the day, were involved in a gang rape of Jack’s sister Jeanne.  Also, amazingly in trial, Jeanne was able to “remember” how she got home, and land marks she passed.  [Page 38 trial transcripts April 10, 2012: “I had not been in that neighborhood before and I wasn’t sure I could find my way home, but I began walking and finally I saw the entrance to the Elmwood Cemetery, which is a place I had been before.  … And I then knew I could get home from there.]  Jeanne’s memory of events decades ago seems to be getting better with time, just as Kathy Chapman’s memory does.  The judge found there was not sufficient evidence, and Jack was not found guilty.   There is also the amazing story of how no one in her family was there when Jack picked her up, and no one was home when she walked home, and evidently, no one was there after she took a shower and went from the basement to her room in a towel.  

Also a year before the rape trial,  Todays_Woman_October_2010:

When [Jeanne] she was 14, her stepbrother [Jack], then 22, violently raped her in his apartment  and then gave her to his three friends, two of whom also raped her. The third  guy “who had a sister my age, just came in the room and sat with me a while and told me to put my clothes on.”

What is interesting from this article is it was not a house (as told in court), but an apartment, but the person interviewing Jeanne might have got it wrong, though given this is published in Today’s Woman, proofing of the article would have been done.  But she did say she KNEW who one of the boys were.  In trial, she was not sure if she knew or not, and did not want to give the name.  She also mentions she smoked a lot of pot in her 20s, and could not remember the name of the fraternity she was gang raped at in college, but she seem to have very clear memories of sexual abuse when she was one.  

In the unspoken-truth a couple of snippets (“Taylor” is her psychologist):

We learn our stories backwards, in segments, non-chronologically, non-linearly. Our minds teem as with meteor showers, with seemingly random glimmerings. With them we seek to make sense of our lives.” “For four years I saw Taylor, three and four times a week for half-hour sessions, as I crawled toward living through the mire of my history. I was in a session with Taylor this one afternoon when, out of nowhere, there floated up to my consciousness the image of a face — wrinkled, kind, with glasses, framed in white hair — looking down at me, holding me. In her arms, I was very small”

“The conversation turned to babies crying in the night. According to Dad, he told this “perfect parent” couple that he never had any trouble with crying kids. He just took a piece of string, put it around our throats, and turned and twisted it until we could neither breathe nor cry, and we’d “pipe right down.” “That shut them up good,” Dad said, referring to the perfect couple. When he laughed his demon laugh, I knew he wasn’t joking.  All my life I’ve had an abiding tendency to feel choked by anything that sits too snugly around my neck — a turtleneck, a necklace, a blanket or pajama top twisted in the night. I can’t abide anything tight around my throat even now. At that moment in my forties, as Dad laughingly told the tale, I at last understood the feeling of being choked that had been an often unconscious and previously incomprehensible piece of my life since infancy. “We know and we don’t know,” as Taylor used to say.”

This case is very important though because it is composed of all the same people involved in the Murder trial; Brion Hanley, Clay Campbell, Jeanne Tessier, Janet Tessier, and others.  The evidence in this case was almost identical to that of the murder case, comprised almost entirely of people’s memories of events that happened, or did not happen, decades ago.

Based on a thorough reading of the case files, and all the testimony, the story simply does not fit the known facts.  The rape is made up, period.  I have no idea if Jack sexually abused Jeanne before this, what happened in their house at 227 Center Cross Street, but at 751 Carlson Street Jack did not lead her down a hall and rape her.  How do I KNOW this?  Because there is no hallway in the entire house.

Per the court documents: Mr. Clay Campbell:  “Did you walk down a hallway?”   Jeanne Tessier:  “Yes.”   Actually asked her twice.  Then spent most the trial describing the room in the front of the house.  The prosecution was so entirely sloppy in their case they did not even check the layout of the house.  The defense team went in the house, and really made a fool of everyone.

There are plenty of other issues with the case, but the hallway is the one I find the most incredible.   Then there is the Red Mustang.   Someone should have told the prosecution, before the defense told them, that Mustangs did not come out until 1964.    It is hard to go for a ride in a car that does not exist.

So incredibly sloppy.   More will be added about this case later…. check back, it only gets better.

This case and the murder case can be summed up by Jeanne Tessier’s theropist John Taylor: “We know and we don’t know.”  Clay Campbell states again and again what a credible witness Jeanne Tessier is, and this is true, Jeanne is extremely well spoken.  At issue in trial was obvious “recovered” memories when compared to her prior writings, and she could not remember times, places, or events when confronted with historical facts.   Clay Campbell knew all of this before the rape trial, but pushed ahead (In my opinion) because of the complete lack of evidence in the murder trial.  Mr. Campbell was reportedly furious about loosing this case, he should have been thankful it was not recorded on video.

I will add one more thought:  If after researching the murder case one comes to the conclusion the prosecution was less than honest, one has no choice to view all the sexual abuse charges with more than a grain of salt.