“The Man who Stood on the Bridge”
June 25 - July 1; July 2 - 8; July 9 - 15, 2008
What led the 24-year-old Bret Hugh Winch to the Aurora Bridge last October?
The first installment of a three-part series looks at the young man’s early life, one
marked by abuse, mental illness, and a major felony conviction
S
tanding on the Aurora Bridge, a Yet this morning, before any of them
man. are aware where he is, he stands on
Behind him, along Aurora the bridge.
Ave., vehicles race north and south. But why? Why has he chosen to come
Some 130 feet below him, on N. 34th here? Why does he, why does anyone
St., the occasional car. It’s a little after consider suicide?
10 in the morning. Such questions are timeless. They
He’s been here for — how long? One have been asked before. Surely, they’ll
minute? Two? Three? Maybe more? be asked again. That’s because survivors
No one can say for sure because no seek answers. They look back, mining
one knows when he caught the bus that the past for clues.
brought him to the nearest stop. No one Sadly, none ever fully resolve the ques-
knows just when he set foot on the bridge. tions, because the questions have no an-
But he won’t be here long. By 10:22 a.m., swers. They’re riddles only one person can
the ordeal on the bridge will be over. solve. He’s the person no longer here.
Earlier in the morning, around 9 But no one has reason to ask the un- On the morning of Oct. 17, 2007, 24-year old Bret Hugh Winch rode a bus to the
o’clock, he sat in the day room of the answerable this morning, at 10:14 a.m. Aurora Bridge. Minutes later, he was standing on the bridge’s western ledge. What
downtown parole office. His parole officer That’s the moment Bret Hugh Winch, the brought him here? Photo by Joel Turner
had told the man to wait there while he 24-year-old standing on the Aurora Bridge
tried to solve the man’s housing crisis, on a mostly sunny day, takes out his cell turned 24 — and they lived north of gether, they carried traffic above the
even if it meant all day. But when the phone. He dials a friend who lives just down Seattle. Not long after the birth of their tributary, connecting the city of Kelso
parole officer went to check on him, the the hall. He calls to say he’s on a bridge. only child, their relationship hit a rough to Longview.
man was gone. And this time, he intends to jump. patch. Maybe the drinking played a part. But neither structure, both a few
And now, here he stands, on the Au- But the couple, who had never married, blocks in length, could compare to what
rora Bridge. It’s Oct. 17, 2007. separated. Bret was still a toddler. lay roughly seven miles south: the Lewis
The bridge was built in 1932. A regis-
The BRIDGE, Continued from Page 1 offenses he’d racked up by the time he when he ran away. Police picked him up He told Bret he was no longer welcome.
was 17, he had been in and out of juve- with two other teens. But that foster home Bret only stayed home a couple of
nile detention centers. Bret tended not proved to be his last, because by early No- minutes. Just long enough to yell to his
He had a hard time concentrating. to talk about his early crimes. Instead, vember 2000, Bret, not quite 18, had moved stepfather that he had to apologize to
And sometimes, he couldn’t remember he secreted the information away, back in with his mother and stepfather. someone. Then off he rode on his bike. His
things. similar to how once, while in juvy, he By Nov. 7, 2000, he’d foregone his psy-
He did recall, when he was 11, be- hid himself in the empty girls’ locker chiatric medications. Some time before I’m in trouble with
ing admitted to a psychiatric hospital.
Though when he was seven — or eight,
room, hoping to see something when
they returned. Staff caught him before
6 p.m. that evening, Bret rode his bike to
an adult female relative’s house. At home
the Department of
maybe: he wasn’t sure — he spent time the girls re-entered. with her were two of Bret’s younger rela- Corrections…I want you
at Dammasch State, another psychiatric
hospital and asylum south of Portland.
Home, juvy, home, juvy, and, in between,
foster care. From his youth and into his
tives, a boy and a four-year-old girl. The
children’s bedtime approached.
to know I’m not upset
Bret never enjoyed being alone, teens, Bret lived in numerous foster homes. As the female relative helped the with you…But I have to
so, with the relatives who did live Not that he enjoyed them. Whenever an op- young boy into his pj’s in the living room, do this…I’m on a bridge.
close by, he spent as much time as portunity arose, he’d run away. That wasn’t Bret and the young girl sat in the kids’
he could. He hung out with a male so easy to do from juvy. bedroom, watching Rugrats. With the boy
cousin just a few years younger than During his times at home, tensions changed, the relative went to check on stepfather didn’t hear anything else.
him. They played together and, on a remained at a simmer, flaring to a boil the young girl. There the child sat, with Until later that evening, when the
few occasions, his cousin shared his during confrontations with his stepfa- Bret, looking at TV. Leaving the room, phone rang. It was Bret, calling from
porn magazines with Bret. Sometimes, ther. Though any referee who might have the relative told the girl to follow with Rainier, OR. The town sat on the southern
when the two were alone, they’d watch observed their run-ins would have sent her pj’s. The child stayed put. bank of the Columbia River. Longview,
the Playboy Channel. them to their corners. Bret’s stepfather No surprise, thought the relative. The WA, sat on the northern bank.
Visits with his cousin and other re- stood 6’2”, tipping the scales at 260. The girl suffered emotional disabilities and Connecting the two riverbanks, the
lations got him out of his own house, 17-year-old Bret stood 5’5”, coming in at had a stubborn streak. And she knew Lewis and Clark Bridge. Some 200 ft. be-
where family life proved dysfunctional, if 135. Heavyweight vs. lightweight. what pj’s meant: bed. The relative sat low, the Columbia flows to the Pacific.
not chaotic. Not that he had any trouble In early January 2000, right before his down to wait her out. Bret told his stepfather he was going to
with his mother. They maintained a good stepfather’s 38th birthday, Bret ran away. Then she heard the bedroom door jump off the Lewis and Clark. He planned
relationship. But when it came to his It would take two days before his stepdad shut. Walking up the hall came the young to kill himself. Then he hung up.
stepfather, the two butted heads. alerted police to the missing teen. As an boy. Go back and open the door, she told Bret’s mother and stepfather raced
By the time he’d reached his teens, identifying feature, he told police the left him. He obeyed, returning to the room to the bridge in their car. But when they
the battles with his stepdad escalated. If side of Bret’s face was red due to a recent before closing the door again. got there, they couldn’t find him. In the
Bret forgot to take out the garbage, he’d bike accident. His running away amounted Open, close, open, close. This went on darkness, they searched and searched,
get beaten. When he turned his music to a parole violation, and when police found for about 10 minutes. By then, the relative but there was no trace of the boy.
up too loud, his possessions would be him, they sent him, once again, to juvy. had enough. It was time to get the child in Bret had disappeared.
taken away as punishment. If he came Out of juvy six months later, he was her pj’s. She walked down the hall.
home late, he’d have to spend the night Quietly, she opened the door. And
S
outside. His stepfather would get so mad
at him, he wouldn’t allow Bret to sit at the By Nov. 7, 2000, he’d stopped.
She spotted Bret kneeling in front of
tanding on the Aurora Bridge on
Oct. 17, 2007, Bret makes a call.
kitchen table: He’d make him eat from off foregone his psychiatric the girl. One of his hands was on her geni- He’s just dialed a friend on his cell
the top of the garbage can.
Bret’s mother had it no easier. In medications. Some tals. The other was on its way toward her.
She was lying on her back, legs spread.
phone, but the friend doesn’t pick up.
That’s because the friend can’t hear
2005, during divorce proceedings, she’d time before 6 p.m. that Her diaper was under the bed. his phone ringing. The bus he’s on is
confess what her dating and married
life to Bret’s stepdad had amounted to:
evening, Bret rode his What are you doing? she screamed.
Bret hadn’t seen her. He turned to-
too noisy.
The phone call goes to voicemail, so
abuse — verbal, sexual, physical, men- bike to an adult female ward the door. At first, he didn’t speak. Bret leaves a message.
tal. Cheating, manipulating, controlling. relative’s house. Then he said, I don’t know. I’m in trouble with the Department of
Ambulances, hospitals. “Eighteen years She ordered him to leave. He fled on Corrections…I was supposed to go wait in
of my life was all lies.” his bike. She dialed 911.
Though Bret dealt with more than placed in a foster home in Kalama, WA, 17 At home, Bret called the relative’s
abuse at home. Thanks to five juvenile miles from his family. History repeated itself house. An older male relative answered. See THE BRIDGE, Continued on Page 3
Real Change
“The Man who Stood on the Bridge”
June 25 - July 1; July 2 - 8; July 9 - 15, 2008
The Aurora Bridge, seen from the west. Construction began in 1931. Since then, more than 230 have leapt to their deaths from the
national historic landmark. It ranks as the nation’s second most sought-out bridge for suicides by jumping. Photo collage by Joel Turner
The BRIDGE, Continued from Page 2 on Nov. 7, 2000, and found himself in the trial, Bret was admitted to Western State
The BRIDGE, Continued from Page 3 the night. Police charged him with crimi- name, in Jesus’ name. Come out of her. after his sentencing, he had missed seven
nal trespass and theft. Still, the court And…they did. The demons left. The out of 10 scheduled appointments. An-
didn’t revoke his SSOSA. girl looked at Nancy and smiled, her other condition broken.
A friend helped Bret obtain his own eyes bright. On the last day of February, Nancy
thrown at him. “He should have to go to
apartment and attended his court hear- Even Bret noticed it, telling them how Erckenbrack’s phone rang. It was Bret.
Texas, if I had my way,” she told police.
ings. But unable to attend one hearing, the the girl had literally changed. But that A scared Bret. He’d overslept and missed
“They have the death penalty and are
friend asked Nancy Erckenbrack if she’d was Bret. “When someone was hurting,” his required daily meeting with his parole
not afraid to use it the way liberals up
go in his place, to offer moral support. remembers Nancy, “he really had—” officer. Now the PO was on his way to
here are.”
Nancy, along with her husband, “Compassion,” finishes Clinton. Bret’s place. Would Nancy and Clinton
Bret didn’t want to admit guilt. After
Clinton, run the non-denominational Though Bret also may have been guided come over too? Of course, no question.
all, he’d told police he hadn’t touched
Through Open Doors Ministry in the by an ulterior motive: that he could benefit The Erckenbracks arrived to find
the girl. But, with a lawyer, he opted to
basement of their duplex. Bret’s friend Bret’s apartment spotless, like it always
plead guilty to first degree child moles-
tation, with a request for SSOSA. The
was a member. Even without knowing
Bret’s charge, Nancy agreed, showing
Because Bret heard was. A few minutes later, the PO showed
up, with a plainclothes officer. As he
judge ruled in his favor, granting him a
suspended 72-month sentence.
up the next day. things. Terrible things. walked through the place, the PO kept an
By the sentencing date, in early May
Meeting Bret for the first time in the Voices that told him to eye peeled for any violation. He found it
courtroom, she thought: Like a child. This in the garbage. Empty beer cans. Nancy
2001, Bret had already served close to six
boy is like a child. He held her hand. hurt himself. hadn’t even seen them.
months. The judge deemed Bret free to
Listening to all the rigamarole, the The PO wondered how they got
leave, but his freedom hinged on three
back and forth between Bret and the from an exorcism of the type Nancy had there. Bret explained that some friends
years of outpatient sex offender treat-
judge, Nancy began to surmise why he’d performed. Because he heard things too. had come over the night before. They
been charged. Still, she Terrible things. Though there’s a difference brought beer, but Bret didn’t touch a
didn’t sit in judgment. She between someone having demons and drop. It turned into a late night and after
knew God was merciful. someone having a mental disorder. cleaning up, he went to bed, forgetting
After the hearing, Bret “If someone is crippled in his mind,” to set the alarm. That’s why he missed
came back to the Ercken- says Nancy, “they say he has demons.” his appointment.
brack’s house — just a few Criticizing the person won’t help. One of Bret’s conditions forbade him
blocks away from his own “They need someone to love them,” to drink alcohol. He swore to his PO he
apartment — and Nancy Clinton offers. hadn’t. His PO reminded him he couldn’t
fixed him a sandwich. They So that’s what they did for Bret. They possess it either.
sat and talked. “Then we loved him. And sat with him and prayed Bret felt he hadn’t done anything
and Bret were together with him. Whatever they could do to help wrong. But when the PO looked back over
almost every single day,” him counteract the voices he heard. the past year, he saw Bret break one condi-
says Nancy. The ones that told him to harm tion after another. Now it was too late.
Bret attended their himself. Bret was beside himself. Go quietly,
church services, where Nancy told him, don’t raise heck. They
Nancy, 68, played the handcuffed him and took him to the jail.
electric organ while Clin- Bret sat in a cell, awaiting his sen-
ton, 64, preached to the
congregants in the mis-
matched chairs placed in
B ret didn’t tell Nancy and Clinton
Erckenbrack about his treatments
in psychiatric institutions when he was
tence. The jail was only a few blocks
away and the Erckenbracks visited him
as much as they could.
even rows. Bret sat down young. But he shared with them a diag- At the March 19, 2002, sentencing, the
for meals afterward at the nosis: schizophrenia. judge let Nancy speak on Bret’s behalf. The
big maple table in their A chronic disorder, schizophrenia dis- boy is struggling with so many things, she
dining room upstairs. He rupts how the brain functions. Thoughts told the judge, and he’s trying to put his life
even took to calling them become disorganized. Hallucinations alter right. The judge informed her Bret was a
Mom and Dad. reality. Behaviors shift. Confusion reigns. menace to society. Nancy had never heard
Not that he ever forgot Bret’s schizophrenia produced command such stuff. She and her husband, Clinton,
his own mother. Often- hallucinations, which issue orders. spent weeks with the boy, so they knew.
Nancy Erckenbrack, of Longview, WA, acted as a times, he would express And he told the pastor-and-wife cou-
surrogate parent for Bret in 2001 after his child moles- frustration to the Erck- ple something else: he’d been diagnosed
tation conviction. Meeting him for the first time, she enbracks over not being as having bipolar disorder. The judge informed Nancy
found him to be like a child. Photo by Rosette Royale with her more. But Bret, Huge mood swings, moving from ma- Erckenbrack that Bret
who held his tongue when nia to depression and thoughts of suicide,
it came to speaking ill of others, never characterize the disorder. But symptoms was a menace to society.
ment along with six years of community
supervision. And he had to abide by a list
said anything really bad about his step- of bipolar disorder can often mimic or be She had never heard
father. “Except he could not stay or be confused with those of schizophrenia.
of 20 conditions. Case closed.
at home because things weren’t right,” Taken together, schizophrenia and bi-
such stuff. “More on the
But those conditions. Bret, 18 by then,
kept breaking them.
Nancy admits. polar disorder amount to what clinicians whole,” she said, “society
The court had ordered he have no
That’s how he had wound up over at
the Community House, an emergency
call schizoaffective disorder. The ailment
has no cure, but treatment, involving
was a menace to him.”
contact with the victim’s family. But the
shelter. He’d stayed there for a while anti-psychotic medications, exist. Find-
victim’s relatives happened to be his rela-
in his late teens, after he’d been kicked ing a psycho-pharmaceutical regimen “It wasn’t that he was such a detriment
tives, too. Less than a week out of jail, he
out once, and met a young woman. A a patient can adhere to, however, is a to society,” says Nancy. “More on the
interacted with a family member of the
troubled young woman. Bret brought her continual process of trial and error. whole, society was a menace to him.”
victim. One condition broken.
to the Erckenbracks. To suppress the illness that influ- But the judge had the final word. He
He was supposed to hold down a
“I don’t know if you’ve heard of enced his actions and decisions, he took revoked Bret’s sentencing alternative, re-
steady job, and he did. For a couple
people having demons,” Nancy confides, a range of anti-psychotic medications, instating the full sentence of 72 months,
days. Unemployed, he couldn’t af-
“but she had them.” and in his basement apartment, he kept minus six months for time served.
ford treatment, and since his parents
“They talked to her,” nods Clinton. a calendar. Upon it, he’d write what meds The Erckenbracks tried to prepare
wouldn’t pay, he stopped going. He’d
Bret hoped the Erckenbracks could to take and when. After he took a pill, him for what lay ahead. Bret didn’t think
broken a second.
heal the young woman. So, while Clinton he’d mark it off. he could handle it. But he had little choice,
He couldn’t interact with minors.
took Bret downstairs, Nancy sat right in But sometimes, he couldn’t recall the because three days later, on March 22,
But kids his own age struck him as too
front of the young woman, talking di- prescriptions or whether he’d taken them. 2002, Bret put on an orange jumpsuit. Jail
mature, so when he saw some 12-year-old
rectly to her. Nancy specifically ignored That happens. It’s not always easy to staff cuffed and shackled his ankles and
boys he knew playing basketball, well, he
the demons. That made them mad. remember to take every pill when you’re wrists. And, aboard a white bus, he set off
joined in. That broke a third.
They screamed and hollered, but supposed to, and consistency with psycho- for a prison 85 miles away.
At home, the battles with his step-
Nancy paid them no mind. Instead, tropic meds didn’t come easily to Bret. Bret’s five and a half years in state
father raged and Bret got kicked out.
she invoked the name of her Savior. Neither did keeping his appointments prison had just begun. n
Homeless, he broke into the concessions
In Jesus’ name, come out of her. In at a nearby outpatient mental health fa-
stand of a neighborhood park to spend To be continued…
Jesus’ name, come out of her. In Jesus’ cility. By mid-February 2002, nine months
Real Change
“The Man who Stood on the Bridge”
June 25 - July 1; July 2 - 8; July 9 - 15, 2008
What led Bret Hugh Winch to the Aurora Bridge last October?
The second installment of a three-part series finds Bret doing time in state prison
for a sex offense. There, while awaiting sex offender treatment, he battles with
hallucinations but is buoyed by a new friendship
T
he police station receives the call at Jail on March 22, 2002, bound for the
10:17 a.m.: A male says he’s going to Washington Corrections Center in Shel-
kill himself. The station’s mapping ton, 85 miles away. With his wrists cuffed,
program shows the Aurora Bridge. his ankles shackled, and these restraints
And standing on the bridge, a man. connected to a longer chain about his
Bret Hugh Winch. It’s Oct. 17, 2007. waist, Bret, dressed in an orange jump-
Within seconds, the station dispatch- suit like all offenders during movement,
es a cruiser. The three officers inside race boarded the bus. Then off it flew.
to the scene. He had a hard ride. Other prisoners
Seen from a distance, the bridge on the Bluebird wanted to see Bret’s
resembles an overturned silver crown. paperwork, they were interested in his
Construction began in 1931 and since charge. But he kept silent. Perhaps ex-
then, more than 230 people have leapt to perience had taught him why.
their deaths from the Aurora Bridge. This The year before, the then 18 year old
makes it the nation’s second most sought- had been convicted of child molestation
out bridge for suicide by jumping. in the first degree. On the totem pole of
Arriving at the half-mile long bridge, criminal offenses recognized even among
the first cruiser. It’s 10:18 a.m. criminals, nothing sits lower than child
One of the officers locates a man on molestation. Nothing.
the ledge. He wears a light blue hat and In prison, those convicted of such
a hoodie. The officer estimates the man crimes can fall victim to assaults, both
to be 24 years old. He’s right. physical and sexual. Standing 5’5” and
weighing 135 pounds, Bret must have
Below him, cars drive by. been well aware he’d be an easy target
for harassment. It had already happened
Vehicles traveling south on the Aurora Bridge. A few feet beyond the lamppost in the
foreground, Bret manuevered over the rail to the barely 7.5-inch ledge. Photo by Joel Turner
He tells his friend on the in the jail he just left.
phone about them. They Bret’s charge carried a standard sen- unit has a mix of medium- and maximum- Bret had told friends in the months
tence ranging from 62 to 82 months. But security cells. Because of the threats prior to entering prison that he suffered
look so small. He plans a judge had granted him an alternative Bret received on the Bluebird, he was from schizophrenia. He heard voices.
to jump on one of them. sentence — one designed specifically for put on administrative segregation, a sort They told him to hurt himself. And, he’d
sex offenders — involving six months of corrections center limbo where you said, he’d been diagnosed with bipolar
of incarceration and adherence to a list wait to be moved somewhere else safe. disorder. Yet his evaluation in prison de-
There’s not a lot of room to stand on of 20 conditions, including outpatient Prisoners on ad seg stay in their cells, termined he had “unspecified psychosis”
the ledge. Barely 7.5 inches. Bret grips sex-offender treatment. Break the condi- alone, for 23 hours a day. Everyone calls — a diagnosis that acknowledged Bret’s
the rail with one hand. With the other, tions, suffer the consequences. it the Hole. psychotic states, but couldn’t pinpoint
he holds a cell phone to his ear. Not long after receiving the alterna- their origin. After his evaluation, he
Some 130 ft. below his feet lies the
blacktop of N. 34th St. Along Aurora Ave.
tive, he failed to maintain a job. Unable to
afford treatment, he stopped attending.
The Bluebird prison stayed in the Intensive Management Unit
for another six weeks.
runs a pedestrian walkway. To get close to He had contact with the victim’s family, bus came calling for Murderers, rapists, arsonists, thieves,
Bret, the officer must step upon it. Slowly, to whom he was related. He played bas- Bret Hugh Winch at the assault-and-batterers, pushers, pimps: all
he approaches. ketball with two teenaged boys when he state criminals, except for Death Row
But why: Why does Bret plant his was supposed to avoid minors. Cowlitz County Jail on inmates, go to Shelton for initial pro-
feet on the western ledge of the Aurora Those broken conditions, and others, March 22, 2002, bound cessing and classification. Not long after
Bridge this morning? And how long ago none of which were sexual in nature, Bret joined the rest of the population,
did he lift one leg, then the other, over the led the judge to revoke Bret’s shortened
for the Washington he worked as a porter, doing his best to
rail? Three minutes? Four? Five? sentence. He ordered him to serve 66 Corrections Center in keep away from physical harm. Mentally,
People will wonder. Only one person
knows.
months in state prison. That day on the
Bluebird marked the start of his five-and-
Shelton. He had a hard however, he struggled, and his moods
gravitated from one pole to another.
Barely two minutes have passed since a-half-year term. ride. In the prison chapel one afternoon,
the call came into the station. But there’s As Bret sat chained to another pris- Bret encountered a guard. The chapel
not a lot of time left. oner on a bench inside the Bluebird, he Bret had been there only a week be- was closed, the guard told him, so he
By 10:22 a.m., under a mostly blue kept mum about his charge. But his re- fore he underwent psychiatric evaluation. had to leave. Where’s your ID card? the
sky, the ordeal on the bridge will come fusal egged the other prisoners on. They He’d already undergone an evaluation at guard asked. Bret wouldn’t hand it over.
to an end. hounded him the whole ride. When he Western State Hospital shortly after his Instead, he mouthed off. He got tossed
arrived at Shelton — that’s what prison- crime, where, even though they put Bret back into the Hole.
ers call the prison — he was terrified the in the “low average range of adult intel- There, hallucinations overwhelmed
other riders would hurt him. Or kill him. ligence,” the facility viewed him fit to him. He pressed his call button. I’m
T he Bluebird.
That’s what prisoners call the bus
that ferries them from one jail or prison
“They were going to ‘beat my ass,’” he told
prison officials.
Shelton, encompassing 400 acres, has
stand trial. As a child, he’d undergone
treatment at a psychiatric institution. Or
maybe it had been two institutions. Bret
seeing and hearing things in my cell, he
to another. The Bluebird came calling for four different facilities, one of them the wasn’t sure. And he’d been prescribed a
Bret Hugh Winch at the Cowlitz County Intensive Management Unit (IMU). The host of medications. See THE BRIDGE, Continued on Page 6
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“The Man who Stood on the Bridge”
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THE BRIDGE, Continued from Page 5 top to pay for incarceration, 10 percent
for a prisoner savings account to be paid
out upon release, and 5 percent for a
told a staff member. She ignored him. Victim Compensation Fund. (Though the
Again and again, he laid his finger on mother of Bret’s victim had already told
the button. police, “That Victim Compensation Fund
“The dead people [are] getting mad you all talk about never helped me.”)
at me,” he said over the speaker, “and He made collect calls to the pastor-
telling me to—” and-wife couple who had helped him
A sergeant kicked the cell door. Stay when he’d been kicked out of his home
off the button, he told him. Bret tried after his sex offense charge. Their phone
to explain what was happening, but the bill went sky high. When he mentioned
sergeant laughed. For repeatedly hitting that the voices still spoke to him, they
the call button, he was written up for counseled him to pray to the Lord, to
staff interference. ask for His help.
Having witnessed his vulnerability But at some point, his devotion
and mental health struggles, Shelton toward Christianity waned and he felt
transferred him, some 10 months after drawn to Wicca, a religion that, de-
his arrival, to another prison, Monroe pending on one’s viewpoint, is a recent
Correctional Complex, 35 miles north- creation or an ancient practice. The
east of Seattle. Like Shelton, Monroe has energy of the feminine balances that of
a number of separate institutions — five, the masculine in Wiccan beliefs, and hu-
in this case — on several hundred acres. man sexuality — a gift from the Goddess
Aboard another Bluebird, Bret set off for — is praised.
Monroe and the two-hour ride. Destina- In his cell, he kept vessels used in the
tion: the Special Offender Unit, where pagan practice, and one day, when he re-
they house mentally ill offenders. turned, he found the door open: His store
had been stolen. Bret had debts he owed
to another offender, for fixing his radio,
and, without the money, he was in a bind.
F
rom where Bret stands on the Au- Below him, on N. 34th St., cars drive
rora Bridge on Oct. 17, 2007, Queen by. He tells his friend on the phone about
Anne Hill rises to the south. To the them. They look so small. He plans to
north, the buildings of Fremont stretch jump on one of them.
into the distance. His friend asks him not to do it.
Immediately to his right, a white But Bret has made up his mind. That
tower crane reaches skyward. With its is what he will do.
looming presence, it could be the mast
and jib of a ghostly ship devoid of sail.
In front of him, open air. Directly
behind him, a waist-high rail. Bret holds
onto it with one hand.
Can he feel the cool metal that’s ex-
I
gnore the double rows of chain link
fence topped with razor wire and the
armed guard keeping watch in the forti-
posed through the rail’s chipped paint? fied tower, and Twin Rivers, home to the
Does his body sense the concrete ledge Sex Offender Treatment Program, brings
vibrate from the vehicles passing along to mind a community college campus.
Aurora Ave.? On its western border, four cream-
And his mind? How is his mental colored housing units, trimmed in ma-
state? Does he hear the voices? Are they rine blue, act as dormitories for roughly
issuing their commands? And the visual 800 medium-custody prisoners. Set
hallucinations. Can he see— along the eastern boundary, a prison
The officer. He treads the pedes- library, infirmary, dining hall, chapel,
trian walkway. He moves to within 30 ft. and gymnasium. Running alongside The first time Lawrence McCollum met Bret in Twin Rivers in early 2005, he just thought
Twenty. Fifteen. these communal areas, a blacktop walk- of him as another prisoner. But after their second meeting, their friendship clicked. “Bret
Don’t come closer, Bret tells him. The way stretches north to administrative was very happy when Bret and I were together at Twin Rivers.” Photo by Joel Turner
officer obeys. buildings and south to the Yard, the
The Aurora Bridge spans a thin sec- outdoor recreational area. Prisoners at prodded him to enter more fully into the That’s not going to happen, Bret re-
tion of Lake Union. People have leapt into Twin Rivers — 60-70 percent of whom unit’s life and, after some cajoling, he did. plied. I’ll never see 30. I’m going to com-
these waters before. Even though there’s have been convicted of a sex offense In no time, pretty much everyone knew mit suicide. It’ll be by jumping, he said.
no water below Bret, the police station dis- — have given the walkway a nickname: Bret’s name. But: What do you do, when someone
patches two divers. The time, 10:20 a.m. the Boulevard. Not that they called him Bret. Nick- says he’s thinking of suicide? Experts
Two minutes left. When allowed out of their cell, pris- names are popular inside and when pris- advise to take the threat seriously. Seek
Bret keeps hold of his cell phone. He’s oners, either in their state-issued khaki oners hit upon one for Bret, they based it assistance. Get help.
called a friend to tell him he’s on a bridge. clothing or prison-approved apparel on a physical characteristic: He blinked. Yet the offenders in the Yard treated
Which one? Bret won’t say. But there’s a from the outside, and guards, clad in A lot. He would be looking at you, and Bret’s admission with nonchalance.
large crane nearby. dark blue enforcement uniforms, stroll for no reason, his lids — for a second, Perhaps it was because people say crazy
the Boulevard. Near their maybe a little more — would clamp shut. stuff in prison and who can tell if some-
feet, blackbirds patrol the Practically everyone took to calling him one’s just being funny. And Bret could be
grounds for insects. Above funny. Or perhaps the very notion of tak-
them, swallows delight in
the freedom of open air.
Grow old? That’s not ing one’s own life unsettled them more
than the violence they had experienced
Bret showed up at going to happen, Bret or witnessed on the outside. Whatever
Twin Rivers in January said. I’ll never see 30. I’m their reasons, none of them made much
2005, transported from the of Bret’s comment.
Special Offender Unit in a going to commit suicide. Yet McCollum couldn’t ignore Bret’s
white van, ready to start It’ll be by jumping, he never-see-30 fatalism. He’d stood next
treatment. But he had to to Bret in the meds line while a nurse
wait for a vacancy.
said. watched him swallow down pills, some
Anyone convicted of prescribed to combat suicidal thoughts
a sex offense in Washing- Blinky, which he hated. Lawrence Mc- and depression. He knew that voices
ton state since 1998 can Collum called him Bret . commanded Bret to jump, head first,
volunteer to take part in They met over dinner. McCollum from a tall structure. But would he re-
the treatment program at hadn’t been at Twin Rivers long and, one ally do it? McCollum didn’t act that day
Twin Rivers. Space allows evening, as he scanned the dining hall in the Yard. But if a situation ever arose,
for only 200 participants looking for a place to sit, he spied an open McCollum swore he’d tell the staff.
at a time. The program seat. Seconds after he placed his tray on He’d do whatever it took.
is popular: The five-year the table, Bret plopped down across from
waiting list stretches to him. The two chatted while they ate. Mc-
1,000 would-be partici- Collum didn’t think much of it.
pants. (A much smaller
program, for female sex
offenders, exists in Gig
A few days later, in the Yard, Bret ran
up to McCollum: He’d been looking for
him. They talked some more. “And we
I ntellectually, Sally Neiland knew the
sex offenders wouldn’t be bogeymen.
But still, the men were so nice, they took
Harbor.) Active enrollees just hit it off,” says McCollum. During her by surprise.
An empty cell at Twin Rivers. Bret stayed in a similar cell, live together in A Unit, the free time, they became inseparable. Bret
with a cellmate, on A Unit, C Wing while taking part in the layout of which recalls a taught him cribbage, dominoes, bocce
Sex Offender Treatment Program. Photo by Rosette Royale giant hand, open wide. ball, horseshoes. McCollum was struck See THE BRIDGE, Continued on Page 8
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THE BRIDGE, Continued from Page 7 convicted of another felony sex offense says McCollum, “imagine what must be The man chosen to be Bret’s parole
within five years. happening when he’s not?” officer on the outside, Randy Van Zandt,
Bret fared well in his treatment Bret returned to the unit days later. thought not. He felt it best to wait. After
She’d been working with victims of group. He got along with fellow mem- He told McCollum he was all right. Still, reconsideration, officials shifted the
sexual assault — both women and men bers and sought out his clinician for most people knew. Even though he acted date. Bulletins sent to sheriff offices in
— for several years when Twin Rivers one-on-ones several times a week. happy-go-lucky, they were aware, behind King and Cowlitz Counties informed law
invited her to speak. They wanted her Before entering the group, he’d worked his smiles, his men-
to dialogue with clinicians about victim with the clinician on an individual plan, tal state plagued
empathy. Her plan was simple: just talk which he followed. One of his issues him. Yet nothing
to the clinicians and get out. There would was impulse control: When he wanted could diminish the
be no hanging around. something, he would go get it. And beacon on the hori-
But when she arrived, clinicians boundaries, he had problems setting zon: his release.
asked her to sit in on a group. She did. his own and respecting others’. In March of
As the offenders talked, she watched the Participants confronting mental ill- 2002, he’d been
men. They weren’t scary-looking. And ness — a low percentage, Neiland says, sentenced to five
they appeared to be working on making since most sex offenders aren’t mentally and a half years.
changes in their lives. “It was like being ill — present significant challenges. In That would have
at a PTA meeting that was all men,” says the case of someone who suffers audi- taken him to Sep-
Neiland, the current Sex Offender Treat- tory hallucinations, a group clinician tember 2007. The
ment Program director. could, for example, write down what End of Sentence
Yet Neiland knows that in the Sex Of- those voices say on sheets of paper. Review Board, af-
fender Treatment Program, the men don’t Taped to the walls of the treatment room, ter examining his
sit around talking about bake sales. In the other group members, prior to the file and taking into
groups involving 10 to 14 offenders, each mentally ill offender’s arrival, can famil- account time for
participant addresses his past criminal iarize themselves with the challenges good behavior, de-
behavior and its potential causes. their incoming member faces. termined that Bret
Groups employ cognitive behavior Doctors, teachers, lawyers, janitors, could be released in
therapy, a form of psychotherapy fo- Boeing executives, clergy members, October 2006. They
cused on how one’s thoughts impact cops: all of these people have taken part also decided, based
one’s feelings and actions. The therapy in SOTP. But what led these men here in upon a point sys-
also challenges distortions about vulner- the first place? What makes a sex offend- tem that factored in
er? If Twin Rivers is an example, then no his single offense,
black-and-white answer exists. he’d be classified
What makes a sex One third of the men in SOTP have as a Level 2 sex of-
offender? If Twin Rivers been sexually assaulted. Another third fender, a mid-level
report witnessing abuse in the home. designation.
is an example, then no “And the last third report an absence of A second com-
Every day, Bret stopped by this window — the Meds Line — to
black-and-white answer identifiable trauma,” says Neiland. Bret mittee deemed Bret
pick up his prescriptions. A nurse would watch as he swallowed
them. Still, hallucinations plagued him. Photo by Rosette Royale
exists. seemed to fit the first two categories.
As for those who offend against
a good match for a
state program that
children, the causes can be numerous. assisted seriously mentally ill offend- enforcement Bret Hugh Winch would be
able victims. A trained clinician facili- The act may have occurred because the ers upon release. The program even released on Nov. 1.
tates the group. offender merely had access to the young contracted with a building. It seemed September passed without incident.
Treatment also incorporates a prac- victim, not because the offender carries perfect, until the committee realized In October, he completed his Sex Of-
tice known as arousal reconditioning. an attraction toward all children. “Or the building sat close to a school, which fender Treatment Program, agreeing to
Here, the emphasis is to redirect a they may be emotionally congruent with would have broken one of his release outside treatment. When Nov. 1 rolled
participant’s usual pathway to sexual children,” Neiland says, “versus those conditions. In short order, the program around, Bret met Van Zandt outside of
stimulation through the introduction of their own peer age.” secured him a small room in one of the Twin Rivers’ locked doors. It was the
an unpleasant sensation — say, a nause- Outside of group, a community of few Seattle apartment complexes willing first time in more than five and a half
ating smell — prior to the initial stage caring people sprang up around Bret, one years he’d stepped on the open side
of arousal.
By program’s end, an offender has
that extended to staff members, who en-
joyed his presence. He could have them
McCollum had stood of razor-wire fences and locked metal
doors without handcuffs or shackles.
undergone between 350 and 500 hours laughing in a manner of minutes. next to Bret in the With him, he had two boxes of belong-
of treatment, not including a varying
number of one-on-one hours with a
He worked in the kitchen — pay rate,
42 cents an hour — on the lunch-dinner
meds line while a nurse ings. Withdrawn from his prisoner
account: checks totaling $42.
clinician. The purpose of treatment crew. When he took off his food-service watched him swallow What was he thinking as he slid into
is to stop the men from re-offending cap at the end of his shift, he’d make a down pills, some the car seat? Was he excited to finally be
again— forever. Indeed, only 1.3 percent beeline for Lawrence McCollum’s cell so free? Did he worry he might screw up
of those who complete treatment are they could hang out. Numerous times, in prescribed to combat and find himself under the eyes of armed
their conversations, Bret spoke of the suicidal thoughts. guards again? Or were all of his thoughts
voices or predicted his early death. drowned out by voices commanding him
On two occasions, he told McCollum
He knew that voices to hurt himself, overpowered by crea-
he had to do it: He was going to jump commanded Bret to tures snarling nearby?
from the interior second-floor balcony jump, head first, from a His treatment clinician on the out-
of A Unit to the ground floor. Then once side, whom he had yet to meet, would
more he repeated the claim. Why? Mc- tall structure. But would claim later that Bret would do a lot
Colllum asked. Because the voices are he really do it? better than anyone had expected. Yet,
telling me to, he said. within a year, he would be standing on
McCollum didn’t need to hear it a the Aurora Bridge.
fourth time. With Bret’s permission, to accept Level 2 sex offenders. McCol- And the last person he knew to see
he went to the sergeant’s office. The lum, who had already been released, took him before he’d clamber over the out-
sergeant declared a medical emergency. pictures of Bret’s soon-to-be home, and side rail would be Van Zandt, the man
A Unit went on lockdown. Medical mailed them to his friend. The room was who’d come to meet him for his journey
staff assessed Bret’s condition. They located in a seedy building on a gritty to Seattle, where the two would take
A sign adorning the entrance to one of escorted him to a hospital within the street on Capitol Hill, near downtown. part in a destiny Bret had been predict-
the two buildings that house the Sex Of- correctional complex. His earned release date of Oct. 21, ing for years. n
fender Treatment Program (SOTP) at Twin What worried McCollum more than 2006 was finalized. But there was another
Rivers. Up to 200 offenders participate anything was that, at the time, Bret had problem: Halloween. Did it make sense to
in the program at a time, which lasts been keeping his appointments in the release Bret on the proposed date, when,
anywhere from 12 to 18 months. Photo by meds line. He’d seen him take his pills. “If 10 days later, the streets could be full of To be continued…
Rosette Royale he’s doing all this while he’s medicating,” trouble? Not to mention children?
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What led Bret Hugh Winch to the Aurora Bridge last October?
In the last of a three-part series, Bret moves into his own place in Seattle. But when he
faces potential homelessness, he makes a rash decision
A
few hundred feet away from him, He has a lot competing for his atten-
on the Aurora Bridge, police have tion. Construction workers. His friend
stopped traffic. More than 120 ft. on the phone. The officer nearby. His
below him, on N. 34th St., cars slow down own thoughts.
for a speed bump. Not a lot of cars, but These thoughts cause him to hear
a few. They look so small. voices that tell him to hurt himself. These
It’s 10:21 in the morning and Bret thoughts cause him to see demons that
Hugh Winch heaved one leg, then the hiss and snarl.
other over the railing at least seven min- All of these people, these hallucina-
utes ago. It could be longer. But not by tions are with Bret as he stands on the
much. That’s around the time the ordeal bridge. But by 10:22 a.m., everything
on the bridge began. will shift.
Some construction workers see him. And that moment is a mere heart-
They’re excavating a site just north of N. beat away.
34th. St. A white tower crane rises into
the air like a toy made from an oversized
erector set.
Don’t do it, one of them yells. It’s not
worth it.
B ret saw his new place and thought:
“It definitely beats being in prison.”
It was Nov. 1, 2006 and he’d just been
Standing 15 feet away from Bret, an released from Twin Rivers, a state prison
officer. He’s tried to move closer, but Bret that houses a Sex Offender Treatment The view from the ledge of the Aurora Bridge, looking down to N. 34th St., some
told him not to. He’s tried to get Bret to Program. It had taken more than 12 months 130 ft. below. Photo by Joel Turner
climb back over the 42-inch rail, but, no and several hundred hours of treatment.
way, he won’t do it. And now, here he was. In his own place. Ambulances took people away on stretch- the wall where they stood, mute.
Bret tells the officer he’s on Depart- Randy Van Zandt, Bret’s parole of- ers. Arguments broke out into fistfights. Bret had described the demons to
ment of Corrections Escape Status, he’s ficer, had met the 23-year-old at the But, hey: it was home. Lawrence McCollum, whom he’d met at
a Level 3 sex offender, he has no place prison’s front doors earlier that morning And finding a place to live as a regis- Twin Rivers. They stood about three feet
to live, he has no job. and driven him into Seattle. Van Zandt tered sex offender is no easy feat. Most tall, floating just a few inches from the
Is that why? Does this explain why specialized in overseeing offenders con- people don’t think of sex offenders as ground. Horns curved out of their heads.
he’s come here today, on Oct. 17, 2007? fronting chronic mental illness and Bret good neighbors and landlords can be “To me,” says McCollum, “they sounded
Are the reasons for considering suicide fit the bill: Bret had told friends he had skittish about renting to them. For those like something out of Dante.”
this easy to comprehend? schizophrenia and bipolar disorder. A with meager financial resources, like Bret, Their faces were humanoid and they
prison psychiatric exam diagnosed him housing becomes even tougher. This may snarled and hissed from angry mouths.
with unspecified psychosis. help to explain why, of the nearly 4,000
But what if Bret is wrong His new offender, Van Zandt saw, was registered sex offenders in King County,
Whether on the bus, at Safeway, or the
justice center downtown, the demons
about being homeless? high maintenance and would require a lot 400 of them are homeless. were there. They were always there.
of hand holding. “Bret was someone who A fair number of offenders Bret had
What if his PO, this very benefited a lot with someone walking known at Twin Rivers lived in other rooms
Nighttime, though: that was the
worst. Alone, with no one around, the
minute, is working to through things with him,” says Van Zandt. voices, the demons, they nearly over-
secure him housing? The two were looking at a long walk Finding a place to live as whelmed him. Sometimes, they even
together: Bret was slated to be under
supervision for four years, until 2010. a registered sex offender invaded his dreams. He talked over his
symptoms with his treatment program
Bret holds a cell phone to one ear, talk- The apartment was pretty small. Actu- is no easy feat. Most clinician, Judy McCullough, during a
ing to a friend. The friend knows Bret is on ally, it was a hotel room, in a 54-room no-
a bridge, but doesn’t know which one. tell hotel that rented by the week, even to
people don’t want one as one-on-one session. She told him she’d
email Van Zandt, his PO, who could
Seattle has more than 150 bridges. Hun- Level 2 sex offenders like Bret. Forty-six of a neighbor and landlords forward his concerns to Sound Mental
dreds of overpasses, too. The friend tries an
overpass to the interstate near the Seattle
the rooms shared bathrooms and showers can be skittish about Health, where Bret went for his meds
that lay at the eastern end of each floor. The and mental health meetings.
Community Justice Center, the parole of- rooms came with a bed, a mini-fridge, a mi- renting to one. He’d mentioned the voices to Clinton
fice. He’s about five miles off the mark. crowave, a table, and a couple of chairs. and Nancy Erckenbrack, too. The pas-
Bret left the justice center not even an The manager gave Bret a key to Room at the hotel. In prison, they noticed he tor-and-wife couple from southwestern
hour ago. He’d been kicked out of his apart- 107. Outside his southern-facing window, opened and closed his eyes uncontrolla- Washington had cared for him when Bret
ment and he needed help from his parole an alleyway strewn with broken bottles. In bly, so they gave him a nickname: Blinky. was in his teens, right after his first-degree
officer to get a new place. That’s why he tells his building, drug deals took place through Bret hated the name. But it stuck. child molestation charge. He wrote them a
the officer on the bridge he’s homeless. ground-floor windows. Prostitutes climbed Still, having people around proved letter, thanking them for their encourage-
At least, this is what Bret thinks. But through to meet their johns. Tenants left good, because it meant Bret had company. ment. God Bless You. “Would you consider
what if he’s wrong? What if his PO, this porn mags in the shared bathrooms. He did whatever he could to keep anyone coming to visit me in Seattle?” he asked.
very minute, is working to secure him Out on the street, police cars, with around, as another person nearby silenced
housing? Would Bret still be here? sirens blaring, made regular appearances. the demons, sending the apparitions to See THE BRIDGE, Continued on Page 10
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THE BRIDGE, Continued from Page 9 like for him. A partner, with the house Even though she knew of his child That’s how he met the woman in the
and the white picket fence, that’s what molestation charge, she didn’t see him SUV. She pulled up outside the hotel and
They wanted to, but their ministry was he longed for. The prostitute did not fit as a bad person. Actually, she found him got his attention. Then she took him for
thriving. They couldn’t get away. So he the picture, so he told her no. precious. She wanted to help him up the a ride. By the time it was over, she’d
called them around Thanksgiving. Clinton He dreamed of a place in the Univer- road to something better for himself. So, drained him of more than $400, getting
spoke to him. “Just talk to the Lord,” the sity District that took offenders, where yes, he could stay. him to cash hot checks.
pastor advised, “tell him your problems.” he’d visited a friend. His PO, Randy Van But Clarke had rules. Strict rules. No “He fell for that kind of stuff,” says
But in his new place, with his 24th Zandt, agreed to set up an appointment drugs, no drinking, no overnight guests. Clarke.
birthday having come and gone, and with with the landlord. It would take time. “We make sure the rules are obeyed,” she Still, he befriended those he saw in
the possibility of spending Christmas Luckily for Bret, he’d played the wait- says. There were other tenants there, bro- need and, in August 2007, he encoun-
with his mother and grandmother out of ing game before. Sure, he was impatient, ken people, and she couldn’t jeopardize all tered another woman, this one at Sound
state growing dim, Bret stopped eating. even impulsive on occasion. But he’d had of them for one person’s actions. Mental Health.
Did he forget? Even with the canned spa- to wait three and a half years in various In some ways, the hotel and the new He’d gone there for a meeting. When
ghetti and junk food and soda around? state prisons before entering the treat- place had similarities. Both had private they talked, she told him she’d gotten out of
His memory did fail him at times. ment program at Twin Rivers. He would rooms with a bathroom down the hall.
But five days before Christmas, Mc- have to hold on again. But Clarke’s place was cheaper — almost Bret went down to
Cullough got a phone call: Bret had been
taken to the ER in an ambulance. After
To keep himself occupied, Bret visited
Sound Mental Health five days a week to
by half — the rooms were bigger, and
nicer, and there was a communal kitchen.
the justice center and
pumping him with IV fluids, Swedish Hos- get his meds and to take part in meetings. One night Bret heated up some food for handed over the keys to
pital sent Bret back to the tiny apartment,
where the ever-present demons awaited.
His Friday visit provided medication for
the whole weekend. But sometimes, he
himself. He ate his meal.
Soon after, another tenant smelled
his place. He was put in
And so the holidays came and went. suffered side effects. something: gas. A fire truck came and handcuffs.
Happy New Year. The pills caused him to gain weight. evacuated the whole house. No one could
Occasionally, he became constipated. reenter for hours, until well after midnight. Western State Hospital, a psychiatric institu-
Worse than both of these, however, he The manager pieced together that Bret had tion. Bret had been there, too, right after his
N
treatment provider. He had to get his meds pick-up appointment at Sound Mental I don’t want to be homeless, Bret told o one sees Bret leave the justice
meds straightened out. And as his drug Health. When his friend Lawrence McCol- Van Zandt. center. No one pays attention to
regimen changed, so did Bret. lum spoke to him on Sun., Oct. 14, Bret was Van Zandt didn’t either. He suggested the clock. But sometime after
For a while, he became obsessed with in a manic phase, going 100 mph. McCollum they come up with a contingency plan, 9:15 a.m., on Oct. 17, 2007, he begins his
horizontal lines. He might be looking at journey to the Aurora Bridge.
someone and then, a horizontal surface He heads for a bus stop. There are
— a window sill, say, or the top edge of two situated nearby and both have buses
an open laptop — would catch his eye. going his way. To make it in time, he
From the person, to the horizontal line, boards a bus that leaves no later than 9:39
the person, the line. Back and forth his a.m. The bus heads downtown.
vision would bounce, until his eyesight From the corner of Fourth Ave. S. and
would land on the horizontal surface and Royal Brougham Way, near where the
linger…for a second…or two…or thr bus stops are located, there’s no direct
— and then he’d snap out of it. Until it route to the Aurora Bridge. Somewhere
happened again. Mental health providers downtown, maybe near the Pike St./Pine
tweaked his prescription. St. corridor, he has to make a transfer.
By mid-September 2007, he still But which bus from there?
couldn’t find the right regimen. Van Zandt Two buses travel north across the
listened as Bret sat in his office, amped Aurora Bridge, but only one stops near
up. Bret’s hallucinations were scaring its northern entrance. The 5. Maybe he
him, and the insomnia, it had gotten catches the 5 that arrives at Winslow Pl.
worse. Van Zandt suggested another N. and N. 38th St. at 10:09 a.m.
visit to Sound Mental Health, along with From here, he can walk west along
watching his diet and sleep. When that N. 38th St. and pass under Aurora Ave.
didn’t work, Bret returned to the clinic He can wait for the Walk signal, then
Bret Hugh Winch, on Capitol Hill in April 2007. Photo courtesy of Lawrence McCollum
for an emergency visit. cross to the sidewalk on Fremont Way
The next day, he missed his appoint- N., just before the bridge’s northwestern
ment with his treatment group. For had seen or heard him in similar states, so maybe have Bret stay in a motel for the entrance. Even with the light, the walk
months, he’d been working on integrat- he hoped Bret would be able to recover, the short term. takes no more than a minute.
ing back into the community. He’d re- same as before. “I had no reason to believe If worse came to worse, Bret offered Then what? The sidewalk becomes a
examined the charge that had led him that he wouldn’t,” McCollum says. to sleep under the overpass to Interstate 5, pedestrian walkway leading to the Aurora
to prison, and established more empathy And it seemed McCollum was right. right outside the justice center. That way, Bridge. A plaque proclaims the bridge’s
for his victim. Group was important. His People who saw Bret that Monday and he’d be there first thing every morning. true name: the George Washington Memo-
clinician, Judy McCullough, wanted to Tuesday thought he seemed OK, normal. Van Zandt was surprised. Bret seemed rial Bridge, dedicated in February 1932.
know why he hadn’t shown up. Except for Van Zandt. willing to work out the problem. Though A rail is the only physical barrier that
Bret came by to see him on Tues., he did appear nervous, a little distraught, it keeps a pedestrian from walking right
Oct. 16. He still hadn’t picked up his looked like Bret needed less hand-holding.
With October’s arrival, meds. It had been six days. Not taking But Van Zandt wanted to verify Bret’s
Bret had to re-register as his medication amounted to a violation, story. If he’d really been thrown out, he
a sex offender, because Van Zandt told him. He had to do it. Van
Zandt wanted him to come back in two
could face jail time again for breaking
his housing condition. Van Zandt didn’t
he moved down the hall. days, to check in. Bret said he would. want to arrest him. But he didn’t want to
But Bret couldn’t wait that long. In- get Bret’s hopes up either and tell Bret
Because, he said, he’d signed an un- stead, he showed up the next day. he’d be able to move back in to the hotel.
known man into the building, who then What should he do? Van Zandt decided to
accused Bret of stealing his cell phone. try find him a place to live. Fast.
Bret confronted him and the man raised his
hand, threatening to hit him. His stepfather
used to do the same. Afraid he would be
W ednesday, Oct. 17, 2007.
Bret came down to the Seattle
Community Justice Center at 8 a.m. and
He couldn’t do it with Bret sitting in
the office, though. So he suggested Bret
hang out in the day room, even if meant
hurt, Bret dared not leave his room. sat in the day room. He had to talk to waiting for hours. “We’re going to figure
Boundaries, McCullough reminded Van Zandt. this out,” Van Zandt assured him. Bret
him. “You are not setting appropriate In Van Zandt’s office, he took a seat. seemed relieved.
external boundaries.” His mental health Something had happened at the hotel last The clock read just past nine. A yellow phone box on the Aurora Bridge.
case manager felt the same. night. Van Zandt focused on Bret, while Back in his office, Van Zandt got on Inside, buttons dial either the 24-hr Sui-
With October’s arrival, Bret had to he explained. the phone and started calling Bret’s case cide Crisis Line or 911. Photo by Joel Turner
re-register as a sex offender, because he He’d had an altercation with one of manager and others who had worked
moved down the hall, into Room 111. The the hotel managers. They’d known each with him. He wanted them all on board to off the bridge. Rising from the rail are
same size as the room he’d just left, it sat other in prison and now, on the outside, advocate returning him to the hotel. light poles. Attached to one is a yellow
closer to the bathroom and showers. And as manager, he kept bothering Bret. One of the people he wanted to speak phone box.
while the room didn’t pose a problem, He had come into his room before and to was Bret’s clinician, Judy McCullough, Two red buttons inside dial the 24-hr
someone he’d met on his journeys did. hugged Bret, not letting go. Another time, and she came to work not too long after 9 Suicide Crisis Line or 911. Below the
A male transvestite had been harass- he lay on Bret’s bed and pulled Bret on a.m. She saw Bret sitting in the day room, rail, a sign reads, “SUICIDAL?”, with a
ing Bret. He told some friends about it, top him. Bret had to fight to get away. acknowledged him, then went to her office, phone number.
and they suggested he ignore him and not Friends had told Bret to ignore the around the corner from Van Zandt’s. Further south along the walkway,
to let him in his room. The transvestite manager, so he tried. Then last night, the Van Zandt told her the story. Would another “SUICIDAL?” sign. To its left, a
called Bret’s phone instead. Bret wor- manager wanted to know why he was she work with him to put a plan together light pole. Ten paces south of the light
ried that the person would say he’d done getting the cold shoulder. Bret fled to his to advocate for Bret? Of course, Mc- pole, outside of the rail, a section of the
something wrong, get him trouble, even room. The manager stormed down the hall. Cullough said. 7.5-inch-wide ledge.
wind up having Bret thrown back in jail. “I’ll beat your ass,” he shouted. The man- In looking at the options, Van Zandt The 42-inch-high rail is too tall for the
He told his treatment group he didn’t ager went back to the office. Bret locked considered putting Bret in a motel. He 5’5” Bret to clear easily. He must have to
want that. He’d rather kill himself. himself in his room. The manager returned knew of one on Aurora Ave. It wasn’t a maneuver one leg, then the other over it,
Throughout that night, suicidal thoughts and beat on Bret’s door. Inside, afraid, Bret great place, but still. “A lousy place is a
ran wild in his mind. When he saw Van Zan- called 911. The police arrived. place,” he says. See THE BRIDGE, Continued on Page 12
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12 “The Man who Stood on the Bridge”
June 25 - July 1; July 2 - 8; July 9 - 15, 2008
THE BRIDGE, Continued from Page 11 And the sight? No one wants to talk
about it.
before he secures his footing. Does he fear Bret sustains skull, rib, pelvic, and
he’ll slip and fall onto N. 34th St. below? vertebral fractures, with lacerations of the
The walk from the bus stop, to the brain, lungs, liver, spleen, and aorta.
bridge’s northern entrance to this section No one considers resuscitation, be-
of the bridge takes just over five minutes. cause death comes— one, two, thr—
And when does Bret arrive here? No Instantly.
one knows.
But at 10:14 a.m., Bret calls a friend who
doesn’t answer. He leaves a message.
At 10:15 a.m., Bret calls another
friend. He tells him he’s on a bridge.
T he phone rang in Randy Van Zandt’s
office at approximately 10:45 a.m. He
picked up to hear Bret’s case manager.
Soon, the friend drives to the overpass A friend of Bret’s had called her to say
near the justice center to find him. Bret was on a bridge somewhere. That’s
At 10:16 a.m., Bret stands on the all she knew. Van Zandt sat in his chair
bridge. and thought: But he was just here.
10:17 a.m.: The police station receives a By 10:53 a.m., the friend on the phone
call that a man has threatened to kill him- told police all that he knew. The police
self. The station dispatches a cruiser. didn’t tell him Bret had jumped.
10:18 a.m.: The cruiser arrives. An Almost two hours later, Van Zandt’s
officer approaches Bret along the pedes- phone rang again. The case manager.
trian walkway. She’d spoken to the medical examiner. A pedestrian walks along N. 34th St. In an area nearby, Bret’s friend Lawrence Mc-
10:19 a.m.: The officer gets within 15 Van Zandt hung up. He prepared to meet Collum spread seeds to remember him by. Photo by Joel Turner
ft. Don’t come closer, Bret tells him. with Bret’s treatment team to discuss the
10:20 a.m.: Divers are called in.
10:21 a.m.: Don’t do it, it’s not worth
events of the day.
Early that afternoon, a chaplain from
It took Lawrence and found it…not so much peaceful, but
different than he expected. He thought
it, a construction worker yells. the police station met with construction McCollum months to about the people he could see below
10:22 a.m.: Bret holds his cell phone
to his ear with one hand.
workers who saw Bret fall. He counseled
them in a spare office in the Adobe build-
muster the courage to enjoying the day, close to where he’d
seeded the ground. He realized they
He grasps the rail with the other. ing, on the south side of N. 34th St. visit the Aurora Bridge. didn’t know they didn’t know Bret. They
The officer stands close by. On Thurs., Oct. 18, while at work, It was a beautiful day. didn’t know what had happened there.
Bret takes a look around him. Bret’s good friend Lawrence McCollum But that’s always the case. Anywhere
He mumbles something. To the saw a co-worker. He looked upset. What’s
Sunny and warm. you go, he says, there’s no telling what
voices, perhaps? The demons? wrong? McCollum asked. Didn’t you They began to have a bad feeling. Clinton happened before in that same place. You
He lets go of the rail. hear? the associate asked. Hear what? mailed another letter to the hotel, looking could be having the worst day you could
He leaps. When he told him, McCollum cried so for Bret. He was gone, someone replied, imagine, while someone nearby could be
And falls, headfirst, into the mid- much, his boss sent him home. no one knew where. In late March 2008, a falling in love. “Life goes on,” he says.
morning air. Some of the construction workers friend told the couple what had happened. “This is the case everywhere.”
were still in shock. The company brought Just what they had feared. As McCollum left the Aurora Bridge,
in a grief counselor. thinking, fondly, of Bret, the people below
One. The next week, in the chapel at Twin
Rivers, home to a state prison Sex Of-
fender Treatment Program, offenders
A utumn tightens into winter. Spring
unfolds into summer. And the Erck-
enbracks haven’t stopped thinking about
enjoyed their afternoon, the traffic raced
north and south, drivers and passengers
heading to countless destinations. McCol-
Two. gathered to remember Bret. Bret. Yes, they knew he was needy, and lum holds on to the memory of that day.
On Wed., Oct. 24, Sound Mental yes, he had troubles and was impulsive. And life, it goes on. n
Health held a memorial. Close to 50 peo- But he had the laughter of a 14-year-old.
Thr— ple attended, including Van Zandt, Bret’s In their eyes, he didn’t commit suicide
That’s about how long it takes him to clinician, Judy McCullough, his uncle because he wanted to. He did it because
fall. Not even three seconds. Raymond Shoquist, and Lawrence Mc- he was scared. And, sure, some people
His body plummets roughly 130 ft. be- Collum. Bret’s mother and grandmother may view his suicide as a sin, but what if
fore striking the pavement of N. 34th St. He came from out of state. His mother was he had cancer that had been eating him
attains a speed of approximately 60 mph. so grief stricken, she couldn’t speak. all up? People would understand that,
Witnesses liken the sound to a bag The pastor-and-wife couple, Clinton and wouldn’t they?
of melons dropped from a great height. Nancy Erckenbrack, who cared for Bret in Besides, Nancy knows God to be mer-
A burlap sack filled with potatoes and southwestern Washington after his charge, ciful. “I don’t believe God is cruel,” she
water and bones. A huge drum, but much didn’t attend. They had no idea a memorial says. “He never made hell for us.”
louder, much more percussive than can had taken place. They mailed Bret a letter Randy Van Zandt’s thoughts turn to
be imagined. Like something you’d never at the hotel. It came back returned. They Bret often. When he looks back, he won-
want to hear again. called. His number had been disconnected. ders if he should have arrested Bret that
day he came in, in need of a new place. He
To write this series, staff reporter Rosette Royale obtained close to 600 pages of documents doesn’t blame himself. He feels he tried to
from the Department of Corrections (DOC) through multiple public disclosure requests. help Bret the best he could. How could he
Supporting documentation was also obtained through numerous websites. Interviews were
conducted with more than 20 individuals, including family, friends, former prisoners, mental- have known he’d go to the bridge?
health professionals, and DOC personnel. But every once in a while, he imagines
Any quotes attributed to Bret derive from DOC documents where he was directly quoted by others, what might have happened if things had
department forms written in his own hand, or letters he’d mailed. Thoughts attributed to him stem gone another way. After all, Bret had been
from descriptions others made of him, whether in interviews or as part of DOC documents. right next to him. Just inches away. “If I
Descriptions of Longview and Kelso, WA, the Lewis and Clark Bridge, the home of Nancy and had decided to arrest him,” he says, “he
Clinton Erckenbrack come from a one-day visit the reporter made to southwestern Washing- may be sitting in this chair with us.”
ton. Descriptions of Twin Rivers come from two separate visits to the prison made this past
spring and summer. Descriptions of the Capitol Hill hotel he lived in upon his release are For a while, Lawrence McCollum had
based upon numerous firsthand visits. slipped into depression. But now he’s
Descriptions of the Aurora Bridge and surrounding areas are based upon multiple firsthand pulled out of it. And it’s taken him months
visits the reporter made to the site. Measurements of the bridge either come from various to muster the courage to visit the Aurora
websites or were ascertained through measurements conducted by the reporter himself. Other Bridge. A friend went with him.
descriptions of Bret or his environs are based upon the memories of those who knew him. It was a beautiful day. Sunny and warm.
The narrative of the last moments on the bridge stems from interviews, a police report of the Under the bridge, near the water, people
incident, and a “Computer Assisted Dispatch,” a transcript of law enforcement communica-
tion in relation to the incident.
jogged and rode bikes. McCollum found a
spot nearby and spread some seeds. Bach-
The series got its genesis from a police incident report printed in the Street Watch column of
Real Change last autumn. The entire reporting process lasted more than seven months. elor buttons and Johnny jump-ups.
Then he walked on the bridge himself