The Bundy Murders: A Comprehensive History by Kevin M. Sullivan Page B

believing that their son, or brother, or father, or friend is innocent. They believe they are well acquainted with the person, when, in fact, they are only acquainted with the mask. The subsequent shock for these individuals is almost too much to bear. Indeed, some will refuse to believe any of the wild allegations against their loved one unless they hear it from the killer himself.

    It was one thing for Theodore Bundy to create an outer life to cover the gross internal inadequacies of which he gradually became aware in his formative years, and quite another to form that outer self during his years as a cold-blooded killer of young women and girls. For as he turned from the troubled (but harmless) youth into the cunning, solitary, adult predator, that "mask of sanity" is what kept the world at bay while he performed his diabolical work. When the world looked at Ted Bundy, he just didn't fit the pattern. Sociopaths rarely do.
    Dr. Al Carlisle, the clinical psychologist with whom Bundy was obliged to work in 1976, would later write, "He lived his life in a compulsive manor [sic] that was well ordered and exact. Events and actions as well as conversations were planned and rehearsed many times before they took place. It was very important for him to never be caught off his guard. Life was like a chess game to him. He was always mentally two moves ahead of his opponent, so no matter what move was made he always had several suitable countering actions that could assure him success .1116
    Concluding a ten-page psychological evaluation of his patient for the court, Carlisle concluded: "I feel Mr. Bundy has not allowed me to get to know him and I believe there are many significant things about him that remain hidden."" Dr. Carlisle was right on target.
    Dr. Van O. Austin, prison psychiatrist, concluded his report on Bundy by saying, "It is my feeling that there is much more to his personality structure than either the psychologist or I have been able to determine. However, as long as he compartmentalizes, rationalizes, and debates every facet of his life, I do not feel that I adequately know him, and until I do, I can not preduct [sic] his future behavior.""
    No one could.
    Bundy's freshman year at the University of Puget Sound was somewhat lonely. Without the coed he so desired, life seemed drearily to repeat itself on a daily basis. His social life consisted of class attendance and whatever interaction he might have with Warren Dodge, Terry Storwick, or some other male acquaintance. But all of this would change the following year.
    Enrolling himself for the fall semester at the University of Washington in Seattle, Bundy set his mind on Asian history and language studies, with a desire one day to work for the State Department "in an academic position, such as in trade on Mainland China." Bundy would later say that he "wanted to gain a position of authority to improve the relationships between the United States and China.""

    It would be at the University of Washington that he encountered the coed of his dreams. Her name was Carla Browning (a pseudonym). She was beautiful, polished, and from a well-to-do family in San Francisco, California. She was also a little bit older than Bundy and due to graduate in the spring of 1968. She was, perhaps, everything he ever wanted, or thought he wanted, out of life. But they were from different socio-economic worlds and Bundy knew it, although he tried not to let this trouble him. He was very proud when they became a couple, and as far as his psychopathic tendencies would allow, he may have actually tried to make things work between them so they could some day marry. While he could see there were things she liked about him (they both loved skiing, for example, and it was clear even to others they obviously enjoyed the time they spent together), he felt she wasn't about to share her future with someone she couldn't see as her equal, and any signs of weakness, immaturity, or failure would surely