Credit: Salvador M. This was at small market in Bosnia after terorist attack.
Credit: Linda Snedikker. John Spector leaving our home. He prevented a suicide in our family.
Credit: Alphons Schmidt. My great grandfather told a story of a madman in the Panzer corp. He was responsible for the slaughter of two polish villages, including an orphanage that he grenaded. He swears the man on the far left called himself Johannes Spector. The madman disappeared, but there was blood in his tent. And Spector was gone too as if he had never been among them at all.
Credit: B. Barnes. This is the grim celebration after the Denton Strangler was found in an alley off 6th and Turbid. His back had been broken. The sister of one of the strangler's victims claimed the man on the right was the one to finally catch the strangler. She said his name was John Spector.
Credit: Varla Antonovia. I found this shot in my Aunt Scarlet's study drawer. She was a superstitious old woman. She claimed the man third from the left was a demon. His face does look a little distorted, like his head is too big for his frame. But I do not know what to make of the man in the middle. His face is impossible to see. But Aunt Scarlet claims he was an operative in the secret police, that he killed the demon man. I wouldn't have posted, but my aunt wrote this name: John Spector across an entire page of her journal.