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Beginning in , her father covered one of the most famous criminal cases in Ventura County history. When Deborah was only a child, her father attended the trial on a daily basis, following it through from opening statements to the verdict and punishment phases. As her father came home at night, Deborah would ask him for details about the case and the courtroom proceedings. Deborah recently wrote an exceptional and detailed account of the famous case of Elizabeth Duncan A Lovely Girl, , the woman who was convicted of murdering the pregnant wife of her son, Frank Duncan.
Elizabeth Duncan was the last woman put to death by the state of California. Like the case itself, the memories of this period in her young, impressionable life haunted Deborah throughout her life—until it finally came out in book form. I met Deborah recently at a local book festival in Carpinteria, just north of Ventura. As we sat down to talk, a train, the Surfliner, was passing by. We would sometimes camp out in her backyard, and we would hear the trains pass by at night.
My family lived on Alameda Avenue in Montalvo, and our house was right near the railroad tracks. So, we heard the trains going by all the time. She would take groups up to the old court room and tell them all about the infamous trial of Elizabeth Duncan.
I actually spoke there last year about my book. My sister still lives in Ventura — in the same house where we grew up. TWD: My friend, Susan, who grew up in Ventura and worked at the courthouse, said they used to display a large photo of Elizabeth aka Ma Duncan up in the window upstairs. So, when you looked up from the street below you would see her face in the window. I got it through my mother who worked there as a psychiatric social worker. I was an intern in the school there and I remember that they seemed to treat children with mental illness as if it were some kind of parenting error.
