Monday, August 20, 2012

The 3 Most Evil People Electrocuted in Florida’s “Old Sparky”


Arthur Frederick Goode III

A serial killer, a black widow, and a pedophile
by Robert A. Waters

Ted Bundy

The definition of serial killer is “Ted Bundy.” He murdered 35 young women, almost all with long black hair parted in the middle. After bludgeoning them to death, he raped their corpses. While being tried for a murder in Colorado, Bundy escaped. He fled to Tallahassee where he lived incognito for several months before breaking into the Chi Omega sorority house and clubbing two women to death. He was finally caught after kidnapping and raping a twelve-year-old girl, then dumping her body in a hog-pen.

Bundy was the most hated man ever on Florida’s Death Row. Floridians even made up a poem about him: “Fry Bundy, Fry! Die Bundy, Die!” Okay, it wasn’t the greatest verse in the world, but it made its point. During his trial, the killer defended himself, adding yet another layer of notoriety to his growing legend as the country’s premier serial murderer.

Bundy was terrified of Old Sparky. He attempted to gain a few more days of life by claiming he could lead authorities to additional unknown murder victims, but the governor turned him down. At 7:00 A.M., as he was being led to the chair, many Florida radio stations interrupted their programming to play the sizzling sound of bacon frying.

Judias Buenoano

It was almost unheard of for a woman to get the chair, so you know Buenoano was evil. At first, when her husbands started dying, no one thought much about it. After all, they expired in their beds after suffering debilitating illnesses. But when her latest boyfriend’s car exploded with him in it, cops began investigating her background. They exhumed five dead ex-husbands and boyfriends. A boat-load of arsenic was found in the systems of each, as well as in a son who’d drowned. Cops also found bomb-making material in her home.

It was her son’s murder that jumped Buenoano from routine black widow serial killer to hated monster. Michael Goodyear joined the U. S. Air Force when he was 19 and made the fatal mistake of naming his mother as the beneficiary of his $100,000 life insurance policy. When he came home on leave, he contracted a mystery disease that left him paralyzed from the neck down. From then until his death, Goodyear could only walk or lift his arms with the aid of metal braces.

One nice sunny day, Buenoano loaded her son into a rented canoe on the East River in Pensacola. As soon as they rounded a bend where no witnesses could see her, Buenoano dumped her son into the water. The prosecutor stated that “[Michael Goodyear] had 15 pounds of braces on his legs without a life jacket. He was taken up the river in a canoe and basically pitched out.” Buenoano, as was her habit, quickly cashed in his insurance policy.

Before she was executed, Buenoano claimed to have found Jesus. But, unlike Karla Faye Tucker (another female killer who was executed), no one believed her. Only a few hardcore death penalty opponents could muster up the stomach to protest her execution—everybody else in Florida thought Old Sparky gave her exactly what she deserved.

Arthur F. Goode

An unapologetic pedophile, Arthur Frederick Goode III began molesting young boys before he was a teenager. Freddy, as he was called, was eventually admitted to a mental health facility in his home state of Maryland, but soon walked away. Gravitating south, he kidnapped a nine-year-old boy from his school-bus stop in Lee County, Florida. After savagely raping the child, Freddy strangled him to death.

The killer fled back to Maryland, where he kidnapped two more boys.  He murdered one of the children before being captured--the second boy later testified against Goode at his trial in Florida. Freddy was convicted and sentenced to Death Row.

While there, he wrote graphic letters to the parents of his victims. He granted many interviews in which he defended his actions, claiming his pre-teen victims enjoyed being sodomized. Freddy declared that he committed the murders to protest a culture that would not let him indulge in sex with children. In one interview, he stated: “There's nothing wrong with me. It's the damn people in society who are prejudiced against pedophilia.” While he awaited his date with Old Sparky, Goode attempted to recruit children as pen-pals so he could engage in his twisted fantasies.

It was said that the other prisoners and guards at Raiford hated him even more than they hated Bundy. That speaks volumes about old Freddy. On the day he died, Goode requested one last “session” with a young boy. This was denied, and the most hated man on Florida’s death row left the prison on a one-way trip to Hell.

3 comments:

Unknown said...

I worked at Spring Grove Hospital in Catonsville, Md from 1975 to 1976 when Freddy Goode was there, he was a patient helper on the property truck that I used to move furniture. He was a bit strange and always had a bag of candy with him. He told me that he was sent there because he molested little boys. They should have fryed him a couple of more times using low amps, then went full boogie on this POS. I hate child molesters.

HeWhoCannotBeNamed said...

I was sent to prison for drug related crimes in 1984..After being evaluated (as every prisoner is) at Lake Butler I was houses at New River C.I(a stones throw from Florida State Prison where *old sparky"and death row were. I had the misfortune of being there at the time of Freddy Goode's execution.I also have the exact same last name (no relation).Those redneck guards in the iron triangle never grew tired of asking if I was related to "Freddy"When they fried him there was a power brownout(even though I heard a separate generator was used for executions).It only lasted during the 10 or so minutes of the execution.Lights dimming and very quiet,and then FSP erupted .It was !Ike a crowd at the world series after a home run.I was never so glad to leave a place as new river.
Quite an experience.

Mary McCauley said...

I went to Hyattsville Elementary school with Freddie, I remember when I was in the 4th grade I was walking home after going to a friend's house and took a short cut through magruder park, Freddie was in the park and saw me and walked over and asked me where I was going I said "home", he took a pocketknife from his pocket to show me, and then opened it And said " I can cut you with this" I just took off running and ran all the way home, never said anything to anyone not sure why.