By David Finkel
St. Petersburg Times
Jan. 24, 1989
Every police officer who ever came in contact with Ted Bundy seems to have bitter memories that never quite go away. Norman Chapman's go back to a cold February night in 1978 when Bundy, bruised and exhausted, sat across from him at the Pensacola police station. "There are certain areas," Chapman said that night, after turning on a tape recorder, "that when you think about, you start crying."
"It was just so good to be around people, to be a part of people and not be looked at differently," Bundy tearfully answered. "I was doing everything I wanted, and it was all taken away from me. But it's my own fault. …"
Eleven years later, as Bundy near…
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