Born in on December 22, 1974.

The day my child was born was the greatest day of my life. Even tho I was so young when I gave birth to him. I know Alonzo is a blessing from God. You see the day he was born was a miricle. I rember that morning I was in so much pain, pain I did not understand at all. I woke my mother up to let her know something was very wrong with me. My mother explain that it was time for my baby to be born. We went into the car it was about 7:00 in the morning. As we was going to the hospital, I was having flash back on the day I found out I was pregnant. I was going for a physcial check up at the Hill Air force base. My father was in the service, so that was the hospital we as his children went to. I remember my mother being upset when she and I found out. My mother was in shock as well as I was. I was one of those rare cases that was still having a menstrual cycle. So being that young I had no idea I would be pregnant. I was told as long as ou have a cycle you can not be pregnant. Well I know now this is not true. I was 8 month pregnant. I remember the doctor telling my mother that it was a miracle that I did not delvope any problems. As I look at that, The pain that I feel going to the hospital to have Alonzo born, I kept wondering did I cause some problem to my baby, cause this pain was to much for me to handle, I felt like I was going to past out. Well we arrived at the hospital. The pain was every two minute, but the nurse said I was only dilated at 2... Something is wrong because I was told that if the pain was every 2 minute  I should be at a 10 and ready to give birth. But that is not the case here. I got scared . Next thing I remember is that a nurse was called in to have blood work, then I was being hooked up to a machine. This machine is so they can hear the heart beat. Alonzo heart beat was very faite. I remember looking at the nurse she had a worried look on her face. I ask her is everything was ok, she did not answer instead she called in someone else, who also was listening to my stomach. Next thing I had to give a unrin sample. A would say about 10 min went by next thing I saw my mother outside the room talking to the doctor. I also notice she was crying. I was asking the nurse what is wrong with my baby. She replied that the doctor will come and explain things. I heard the nurse telling the other nurse to prepare for ER, I got scared when I heard that word. My mother came insde the room with the doctor. I can tell my mother was trying to hide that she was crying. The doctor told me that I would have to have a emergancy C Section, that I have devolpe a toxemia, I ask what is that he was trying to explain to me, but I did not understand any of the medical terms. The only thing I could understand was poison and too much potien in my system. Which did not make any sense. I though protein was suppose to be good for your body, but to much can also cause some harm. As well as be life threating. I heard he was telling my mother a decision would have to be made. Then he left the room, I ask my mother what did he mean by that statement. she tried to explain to me but at the same time she was crying. What was told is that there would be a 50% that Alonzo would be born or that I would live or both of us would make it. At this point I did not hear Alonzo heart beat, I  would take one breath and hold it in. I notice when I did this, his heart rate would go up and beat. So i continue to do this, I notice when I did this I was getting into trouble with my health. But I did not care, as they was wheeling me down to the operating room we was going up to the elevator, I smiled at my mother and told her everything is going to be alright, then I told her what ever happen just make sure my baby is born, and watch over him. I held back tears to be strong for my mother. I was in the ER room ,next thing I remember they put a gas mask over me telling me to count backword from 100, I notice I was getting tired, then I felt a shape knife cut then I was out. I remember waking up some, but not as much, I heard voices saying my name and voices saying my temperture was high as well as my blood presure. I could not move, I flt sooooooooooooo much pain. I was given a shot ,then I was out again, next time I heard noise, I saw a face but it was bluring. I ask where was I ,she said I was in ICU at the Holy Cross Hospital. I ask why, she did not respond. It was not until 2 days later, I was able to think clearly. The first statement I ask is where is my baby, Can I see my baby, she told me, not to talk that much until I can get  stronger. I thought something was wrong cause she would not answer my quenstion to where Alonzo was at. Later a doctor came in to see me. I ask again where is my baby and can I hold my baby. He told me that I can, not until I am move to a room. I ask when will that be. He replied that it would be in a couple of days as soon as my temperture and blood pessure goes down. Finally two days went by I finally was able to see Alonzo. His eyes open up I saw a spirit of his soul. So sweet and full of love. He was my mircle baby. I remember always being over potective of him. As he was going up, he loved church so much and the day care program threw the Headstart program. I remember this song, it was one of his forvite song he made up, as I write this , I am holding back the tears it goes like this ' I love Jesus, he loves me , he loves momie, I love Jesus sooooooo much, because Jesus told me." As I repeat this to you reader, I remember he sang this a day before he came up missing, as you read what happen. Keep in mind my baby was a sweet loving child, no matter what, he always had a smile on his face, he was warm to everyone. Because of his personality, I was afraid of stanger coming to him, so I always taught him if anybody touch or aprouch you wrong. You scream and tell them no, that you are going to tell your momie. I had a very hard time with this. My son did as he was taught, I felt so much guilt to the fact that statement he made might have had some barrier on his life being taken. It took me a very long time to come to terms with that statement. Until this day it is still hard not to have that guilt.

Passed away on November 14, 1979 at the age of 4.  this is what happen to my son and the reason for my son web sight ;

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Alonzo Daniels, victim

Four-year-old Alonzo Daniels was playing in the courtyard of his Salt Lake City apartment complex on October 14, 1979, when he vanished without a trace. His worried mother summoned relatives to search the complex and surrounding streets, to no avail. Police were summoned, going door-to-door. They met neighbor Roger Downs almost immediately, in his flat across the hall from Alonzo's apartment, but their questions were routine and Downs denied any knowledge of the boy's whereabouts.

Officers had no way of knowing that Alonzo was already dead when they reached the apartment complex. Bishop had lured him from the courtyard with a promise of candy, attempting to undress and fondle Alonzo in his living room. He panicked when the boy began to cry, sobbing threats to tell his mother what had happened. Bishop clubbed the child with a hammer, but it failed to stop Alonzo's wailing. Finally, Bishop carried him into the bathroom and drowned Alonzo in the tub. Afterward, he stuffed the corpse into a large cardboard box and carried it out to his car, past Alonzo's mother as she paced the courtyard, calling out his name.

By late afternoon, Salt Lake County's search and rescue team had joined the fruitless hunt for Alonzo Daniels. Hundreds of civilians pitched in over the next few days, including students and faculty from the University of Utah and members of a Teamsters Union local. Photos of Alonzo and descriptions of his clothing—a cream-colored T-shirt with the words "Chocolate," "Lime" and "Vanilla" printed on it—were printed and broadcast throughout the state. Police questioned hundreds of people, but none outside his family acknowledged seeing the boy.

By the night of October 14, he was already gone. Bishop drove the crated corpse to Cedar Fort, 20 miles southwest of Salt Lake City, and buried Daniels in the desert, his unmarked grave shaded by trees that gave the nearby town its name.

Returning home, he felt a mixture of emotions. Revulsion at his crime vied with fear of arrest and perverse excitement. Dominating all other sensations was a certainty that he would kill again, unless he found some means by which to stop himself.

( for futher reading click here All about Arthur Bishop by Michael Newton - Crime Library on truTV.com )

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Utah's most notorious killer

Arthur Gary Bishop___________________________________

As I write this I re live this nightmare over and over again. I remember on that day. The parade was going on downtown, I stay home, I sat on the couch my friend ask why I am not watching the parade. I explain to her that same day, ever since Alonzo disappeared, I have not watch or went to a  parade ( Here in Utah we celebrate Pioneer Day). On that day I sat back instead of watching the parade, my thoughts was on my son. I had a lot of tears in my eyes full of sadness cause I miss my son so much, I felt so hopeless, not able to find him. I went to my room to be alone. I ask God to help me deal with the pain I was feeling to give me strength. I cried myself to sleep. I remember being woken up by my friend, she said I had a phone call. I remember taking the phone call, The first thing I heard was they found Alonzo I remember being happy when I heard they found my son in my heart and soul I believed my son was alive, Then I went into shock, when they told me Alonzo

was dead, all I can remember was I Yelled and cried to the top of my lungs and dropped the phone, Then I woke up in the hospital, The pain that I feel as I write this

now is still there. Back then I became very bitter towards everything around me, I was on a self destruction, I buried my pain threw drugs and alcohol, I did not care anymore . I did not want to live. It was to much for me to bare, This man rob me of my son, I buried a casket. I did not have any closure. It took me a very long time. I

continue to run away  from this State only to come back. I remember asking God "why do I continue to come back to Utah, this State is nothing but bad memory for me. I did not like Utah, and every time I return back, I end up going backward, so

why?" The message came cleared to me this last time I came here, I remember I

just got out of a relationship, see me and relationship did not work eighth er, instead I found out I use relationship to get rid of the pain that I kept inside for my son. You might ask me, what do I mean. Well see I got help with the drugs and alcohol, clean and with sobriety for the last 17 years. Even tho I received the help for my addiction. I still have the pain that I did not have no way of handle it or even begin to know how to cope with it. So like with the drugs, I used a relationship to buried my pain. Don't get me wrong, I did love them but I did not know how to love myself, so how ever they treated me or I accepted I did not care to me they where there for me, as I thought. But I do not blame them, I had a pattern to my relationship, for some reason I would set myself up so the relationship would fail. What I am trying to say is this. I could not accept the lost of a love one. So for me not to feel the pain of losing a love one , I would make it that they would leave me. Strange you ask. In reality it is not. See ever since my son, I could not get close to anyone for the fear of the lost and the pain that would come back from my son. You see this killer not only took my son , he took my life as well. My son  is my foundation. That killer crumble my foundation. I soon realized this year, as you can see, it was a long time ago. But time is not a factor here, as you can imagine losing a child it , doesn't matter the time,  because  my love for my son does not have any time limit

my love is there, as it was the day he was born that day. My unconditional love for my son. I just came to term of my son death. I am determined to help other, so they won't have to go threw what I did, so they are able to express grief and lost with others that has been Thur it instead of drugs or alcohol or relationship. Yes there is program out there that can help, but it is not the same as relating to people, someone that has been through it. This is why I chose this song, on my son web sight. This song has a meaning in my life for my purpose, for my son Alonzo. Threw the guidance of my heavenly father Jesus. I know that I am not along IO know I have to be the speaking voice of my son Alonzo as well as Troy, Graeme, Kim, Danny, Their life was taken. They are in heaven with Jesus. I see a vision with our heavenly father with the children of the Angels around him. I am speaking to Jesus now " Heavenly father I am living threw my heart for your love in spreading the word of your grace and mercy that you had died for us. So we can have a better life. The struggle you went Thur for us and our sin. I know you are calling me as well as others. I am your child. Show me, what I must do and the resource that will be provided to open up everyone to see your grace" As I mention before, Alonzo have this favorite song, I play this over and over again, in my heart to bring me where I am today, see each of us has a calling, I believe this within my heart. Like I started to tell you earlier, I know why I am brought back here to Utah, 3 reason, to come to term to accept my son death, to help others in memory of our boys, to keep my son and our four angels memory alive here in the state of Utah. I am determine to have this project completed for my son Alonzo and Kim, Danny, Troy, Graeme. No matter what obstacle I in counter it will be done by the grace of God threw his son Jesus. ' I love Jesus, he loves me , he loves Mommy, I love Jesus sooooooo much, because Jesus told me. I hope I was able to have Alonzo spirit to reach you as well as the other four Angels. If you are a parent reading this. Hold your child near and dear to your heart. That child is a blessing from above from God. Hold him/her tight. Much love to your family from our family.