On Easter weekend in 1973, Edmund Kemper finally decided to face his nemisis. At 5:15 A.M. he walked into his mother’s bedroom while she slept and struck her head with a claw hammer. He then rolled her over and slit her throat. Upon killing his mother, Kemper said, he was shocked at how vulnerable and human she had been - that she had died just like his other victims. He said that before then he had always perceived his mother as foreboding, fierce, and formidable, and whether he hated or loved her, she had always been a big infulence in his life. Upon killing her, he felt relief.
Kemper then decided “what’s good for my victims was good for my mother.” Kemper cut her head off and raped her headless corpse. He removed her larynx and fet it into the garbage disposal. “It seemed appropriate as much as she’d bitched and screamed and yelled at me over so many years,” he later told police. When he turned on this disposal, it jammed, throwing back up his mother’s voice box. “Even when she was dead, she was still bitching at me. I couldn’t get her to shut up,” Kemper recalled bitterly. Kemper then telephoned his mother’s best friend, Sally Hallett, and invited her over for a “surprise” dinner party for his mother. He punched her, strangled her, and cut her head off, placing it in his bed. He then spent the night sleeping in his mother’s bed.
Before Kemper drove away from his mother’s house, he left a note for the police:
“Appx. 5:15 A.M. Saturday. No need for her to suffer anymore at the hands of this horrible “murderous butcher.” It was quick-asleep-the way I wanted it. No sloppy incomplete, gents. Just a “lack of time” I got things to do!”