We've been down this road before.....you're 0-3. Never been a steroid dealer, never laid a hand on any woman in my life, and certainly never even been in a fight with any skinny puerto rican....
I told you, you're free to look up what happened to the last fool who wanted to fuck with me...his name was James Dincher.
James Dincher huh..?..
You know Bob, I'm from Rochester too and this is what I also remember reading about Dincher:
Jimmy's murder remains as unsolved mystery
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Murder: James Dincher
March 2, 1995
Clarkson
On March 2, 1995 the Monroe County Sheriff's Office responded to the intersection of Ireland Road and Clarkson Road, for a suspicious vehicle and persons arguing. Upon arrival, deputies observed the victim's white 1988 Chevrolet four door sedan in the intersection with the driver's door open and the engine running. A witness reported hearing male voices arguing. Further investigation discovered a blood trail from the vehicle to neighboring homes.
At approximately the same time, another 911 call was dispatched, this time for a "man down" at 997 Parma Road. James Dincher was found on the front porch bleeding from a fatal chest wound.
So far this year there have been 40 murders in the Rochester area. Each year, about 25 percent of the murders committed go unsolved, according to Sheriff's Department statistics.
Gail Dincher knows her son Jimmy wasn't an angel, but he had a smile like one.
"His smile would warm me all over," said Dincher, who can still see her son's smiling face when she tries hard enough. "If I think about him for any length of time I have an anxiety attack."
It has been six years since he was taken away from her, but the pain hasn't even numbed one bit.
After spending two-and-a-half years in jail for assault and reckless endangerment, Jimmy had returned home to live with his mother, brothers and sister. Home again, he accepted a new role as leader of the house to fill the void that was left by the death of his father, who had recently succumbed to an eight-year long battle with cancer.
The oldest of four children, Jimmy was engaged to be married, was attending Finger Lakes Community College and was working as a physical trainer at Salmon Creek Country Club.
Jimmy did what he could to fix up the house and help his brothers and sister with their school work. He took on extra household chores to allow his mother the time she needed to earn her real estate license.
"I lived with my parents until I got married," said Dincher. "When my husband died I was on my own for the first time and had no idea how I was going to care for my children, my home and myself."
Dincher still has the card that Jimmy got her to celebrate when she earned her real estate license.
The night of his murder, Dincher had just left work and stopped in at a friend's house. Around 11 p.m. she got a call urging her to come home, as the police were waiting to talk with her.
Dincher came home to her worst possible nightmare - her son had been murdered.
"All I could think about was that I didn't want anyone to touch me," said Dincher. "Because if someone touched me it might come true."
Eighty-one months after her son's murder, and it is still hard for Dincher to believe it is true. What is true, however, is the pain, bitterness and anger that has transformed a once happy, trusting person into a cynical woman, with failing health, no job and a damaged heart.
"When my husband died, I bought two plots at White Haven Cemetery, one for him and one for me," Dincher said, explaining that instead, she used the second plot for Jimmy. "Do you have any idea what it is like to bury your child?"
To make life a little more painful, Jimmy died again this past February when the home Dincher was living in on Alexander Street burned to the ground. She lost many precious memories.
Now as she sits in her trailer in Orchard Grove Park in Ontario, Dincher openly wonders if everything possible has been done to bring her son's killer to justice. She wonders if his previous record caused others to not be as sympathetic as they could have been.
She realizes that his murder wouldn't get the media attention that is given to most juvenile victims in Monroe County. He was 23 years old, but Jimmy was still her baby.
"I've tried support groups, and this may sound selfish, but knowing that there are other people that feel this bad doesn't make me feel any better," said Dincher.
If there was anything that could make her feel a little better it might be having some closure to her son's murder. Recently, she tried to get the Crimestopper's report of Jimmy's case aired again on the local television stations. She was told that it wasn't possible and then sat back and watched an investigated report on lawn ornaments that were taken from a Rochester area home.
"You can't imagine the hatred I feel and I don't even know who to hate," said Dincher. "I guess I just want someone held accountable for what they did to him. He deserved that much. Everyone deserves that much."
