Episode 272

Summary

Sword and Scale Episode 272 Summary

Title: The Dark Descent: A Mother's Tragic End
Host/Author: Sword and Scale
Release Date: September 8, 2024

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Introduction

In Episode 272 of Sword and Scale, titled "The Dark Descent: A Mother's Tragic End," the podcast delves into the harrowing true story of Nancy Lewton and her son Travis Slooten. This episode unravels the complexities of familial bonds, mental health struggles, and the dire consequences of unresolved anger and dependency.

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Background

Nancy Lewton's Life and Relationship with Travis

Nancy Lewton, a devoted mother from Toledo, Ohio, had always been the pillar of support for her son, Travis Slooten. After the tragic death of her husband in 2014, Nancy retired to sunny Florida but maintained the family home in Toledo, where Travis resided.

• Host: “Nancy often tried to intervene in Travis' life. To say he had issues was an understatement.”

Travis, at 31 years old, had a history of behavioral problems, including a DUI at 18 and subsequent shoplifting incidents. His dependency on his mother grew over the years, leading to a strained relationship marked by continuous arguments over financial support and personal freedoms.

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The Catalyst: Hurricane Ian

Impact on Nancy and Travis's Lives

On September 28, 2022, Hurricane Ian struck Florida, causing widespread devastation. Nancy decided to evacuate to her niece Amy's house in Dallas, Georgia, anticipating significant damage to her mobile home.

• Guest (Local Resident): “The state of Florida is under assault tonight... sustained winds of 150 miles an hour.”

During her evacuation, Nancy became increasingly concerned about Travis, who remained in Toledo. Despite her efforts to contact him, Travis did not respond, raising fears for his safety amidst the hurricane's chaos.

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The Crime Unfolds

Nancy's Return and Travis's Descent

After evacuating to Georgia, Nancy learned from a neighbor, Erica Sheehan, that Travis had stolen a pair of shoes from her porch. Embarrassed and worried about his behavior, Nancy decided to return to Toledo to check on him, despite the ongoing hurricane.

• Host: “Nancy left the safety of Amy's house in Georgia and drove nine hours back to Toledo to check on her adult son.”

Upon arrival at Travis's home, Nancy greeted him, but their interaction took a dark turn. Travis, overwhelmed by years of dependency and frustration, attacked his mother, leading to her tragic death.

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Investigation and Arrest

Police Response and Travis's Behavior

After 41 hours with no communication from Nancy, Amy and Sandra, Nancy's sister, contacted the Toledo police for a welfare check. Officers arrived swiftly at Travis's residence, where they encountered a bizarre and tense scene.

• Guest: “He was as stoic as he had been at the window... they handcuffed him behind his back.”

During the interrogation, Travis initially denied any wrongdoing. However, inconsistencies in his statements and the discovery of his mother's possessions in the house raised suspicions. Confronted with evidence, Travis eventually confessed to strangling his mother and attempting to dispose of her body in a ravine.

• Travis Slooten (00:42:24): “I used my weight power to kill my mother.”

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Motive and Psychological Factors

Understanding Travis's Actions

Travis's motives were complex, rooted in years of emotional dependency, financial strain, and unaddressed mental health issues. Despite his mother's unwavering support, Travis felt suffocated and blamed her for his inability to lead an independent life.

• Host: “Travis had been harboring anger towards his mother for some time. He complained that he couldn't take care of himself because she never left him with enough money for his household.”

Travis admitted that unresolved anger over financial constraints and personal struggles culminated in his decision to murder his mother. His plea of not being diagnosed with any mental illness was juxtaposed with his history of behavioral problems.

• Travis Slooten (00:58:23): “I haven't been diagnosed with anything, but I do have. I've had problems before and I guess it kind of all accumulated into me making that decision.”

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Aftermath and Legal Proceedings

Travis's Plea and Sentencing

Facing multiple charges, including murder and aggravated robbery, Travis initially pleaded not guilty by reason of insanity. However, he later entered an Alford plea—a guilty plea without admitting actual guilt—to receive a reduced sentence.

• Host: “Travis has struggled since he was a young man... He eventually entered an Alford plea, which is a guilty plea without admitting to the crimes themselves.”

At his sentencing hearing, Travis's family pleaded for leniency, highlighting his mental struggles and advocating for rehabilitation over extended imprisonment. The judge, acknowledging the complexity of the case, sentenced Travis to life in prison.

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Community and Familial Reflections

Impact on Neighbors and Family

The quiet Toledo neighborhood was shattered by the murder, leaving neighbors and family members grappling with the reality that Travis's outward dependence masked deep-seated turmoil.

• Host: “Nancy Lewton, known for her kindness to strangers and her devotion to her son, died on the kitchen floor of their family home.”

Nancy's friend from Florida remembered her as a nurturing individual who tirelessly supported others, never imagining the depths of her son's despair.

• Erica Sheehan: “Nancy was like a sister to me, an aunt to my children.”

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Conclusions and Reflections

The Tragic Cost of Dependency and Lack of Support

Episode 272 of Sword and Scale underscores the devastating impact of prolonged dependency and inadequate mental health support. Nancy's unconditional love, while noble, inadvertently stifled Travis's ability to develop independence, leading to resentment and eventual tragedy.

• Host: “Sometimes all you can do is try. Unless trying is the problem and it's up to someone else to try instead.”

The episode serves as a poignant reminder of the delicate balance between support and fostering independence, highlighting the dire need for comprehensive mental health resources within communities.

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Notable Quotes

• Host (00:51): “Sword and Scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences.”
• Guest (00:05:38): “Hurricane Ian blasted ashore today near Fort Myers... knocking out power to more than a million homes.”
• Travis Slooten (00:42:24): “I used my weight power to kill my mother.”
• Host (56:44): “It all sounded so dumb. His explanation was little more than ramblings and incomplete thoughts.”
• Judge (04:00:00): “I suspect her last thoughts were about you. Not in fear or anger, but in worry about who would take care of you afterward.”

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Final Thoughts

Episode 272 of Sword and Scale presents a harrowing exploration of a mother's unwavering love and a son's unmanageable dependency. Through detailed narrative and emotional testimonies, the episode paints a vivid picture of how deep-seated emotional struggles and lack of support can lead to irreversible tragedy.

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Note: This summary is based on the transcript provided and aims to capture the essence and key points of Episode 272 without including advertisements, intros, outros, or non-relevant sections.

Transcript

[Narrator]

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[Host]

The changing of seasons can affect how you feel. One in five people experience some form of depression no matter the time of year. At the American Psychiatric association foundation, our vision is to build a mentally healthy nation for all. Visit mentallyhealthynation.org to learn more. Sword and Scale contains adult themes and violence and is not intended for all audiences.

[Narrator]

Listener discretion is advised. Did you choke her? Did you put something over her face? Or how did you you stop her breathing? Did you use something?

[Host]

Did she say anything to you when she got home? Didn't even give her an opportunity. Welcome to sword and scale Season 11, episode 272 a show that reveals that the worst monsters are real. It hurts to see someone struggling, someone that's in pain. There's an instinctual empathy for a person in need, especially if it's family. The natural reaction is to help. If someone's feeling down, you cheer them up. If someone needs a little money, you loan it to them. If someone's hungry, you feed them. You know all the things that this country was founded on. Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses, etc. Sympathy like this usually makes those that are helped, and the world in general a better place. Being helped normally gives those down on their luck, renewed hope about life. Even those offering help get the pleasure of seeing the happiness return to their downtrodden faces. They get to feel like they did something. And they did. But here's the thing you need to hear and probably don't want to Sometimes it's better just to mind your own fucking business. Karen. And yes, I'm specifically talking to the white women in the audience, which is all of you. I know you want to help, but sometimes it's better to worry about your own problems instead of trying to solve the world's problems. Sometimes it's better to just mind your own business. Because sometimes helping can actually hurt. It can stunt a person's emotional growth. Let me ask you something. If someone's always helped you do something and you Count on it. Why do it yourself? Why bother? In this week's case, we're going to examine a mother who loved her son so much that she always wanted to be there for him when he was in need, which happened to be most of the time. She wanted to help her son, even to her own detriment. Sometimes a person in need, no matter how hard you try, can't be helped. And if you're not careful, they'll drag you down with them. On September 28, 2022, Hurricane Ian made landfall on the Gulf coast of Florida.

[Guest]

The state of Florida is under assault tonight and the damage is likely to be catastrophic. Hurricane Ian blasted ashore today near Fort Myers on the Gulf coast and began a slow trek toward the Atlantic. It packed sustained winds of 150 miles an hour and knocked out power to more than a million homes and businesses.

[Host]

With historic rainfall and flooding predicted, Venice resident Nancy Luton took the cue to evacuate ahead of the storm. She didn't want to hang out and find out for herself if her double wide mobile home less than half a mile from the beach could withstand it. Smart.

[Narrator]

Early this morning, Hurricane Ian quickly escalated into a near Category 5 storm. Across Florida's Gulf coast, residents braced for a brutal impact, boarding up businesses and stocking up on supplies and gas. Forecasters warned that storm surges could reach up to 18ft across more than 200 miles of the Gulf Coast. The storm is expected to track across the state, dumping as much as 18 inches of rain on areas like Orlando in central Florida and Jacksonville on the Atlantic coast.

[Host]

She hopped into her red Ford Escape, aptly named I might add, and set off to outrun the hurricane's wind and rain. She drove nine hours straight to her niece Amy's house in Dallas, Georgia.

[Guest]

She came here to escape the hurricane. Her other residence was damaged in the hurricane. She came here to Georgia to stay with me.

[Host]

But little did Nancy know that another storm was brewing at her home in Toledo, Ohio.

[Guest]

She had some concerns about her son, some things going on there.

[Host]

Nancy was originally from Ohio and even though she retired to sunny Florida after her husband passed away, she kept the family home in Toledo. Now she was worried about her son who stayed behind in Georgia escaping the wrath of Ian. She was already halfway there so she decided to drive to Toledo to check.

[Guest]

On him and then continued on to Ohio. Okay, his name and his name is Travis Luton. Same last name.

[Host]

Travis slooten was Nancy's 31 year old son. He lived alone in their family home. Nancy had been trying to get in contact with him since before she evacuated, but hadn't gotten a reply.

[Guest]

I think he has some issues that, you know, she was concerned may need. Require maybe some intervention, some kind of intervention of some sort with getting help. And I'm not privy to all of that. I just. I'm sure my mother, her sister, who is also here from the hurricane, could, if it came to that, could offer more information.

[Host]

Nancy often tried to intervene in Travis life. To say he had issues was a bit of an understatement. Despite being in a private school, he got into plenty of trouble. And by the time he was 18, got his first real charge. He hit a parked car. And when officers arrived, Travis leaned against the trunk for stability, exclaiming, I was driving drunk. Probably not a good strategical move. Strategical? I don't know. I'm tired, guys. Anyway, his blood alcohol concentration was.159, twice the legal limit. Less than a year later, he was caught shoplifting headphones from Walmart. When loss prevention confronted him, he put up his fists and tried to punch them. Then he brandished a pair of pruning shears, likely the ones he used to open up the headphones. Those cases are a real pain in the ass with the plastic, you know. Then he threatened to stab the Walmart employees. He then fled, jumped into his car and sped away, but not before sideswiping a parked car. It's kind of like his MO, I guess, hitting stationary vehicles. About 10 years later, against his mother's will, he took her car. He screamed at her that he would kill himself if she called the cops. So, you know, of course, she did call the cops. And he was arrested. And now, apparently, there's.

[Guest]

Her son had stolen a package off of a neighbor's porch.

[Host]

Travis was a porch pirate, the most despicable species there is. You've seen him on the old YouTubes and the TikToks and the whatnots, running up and stealing your packages right before Christmas. A real Grinch, you know. Living next door to the Lewton family home was a college student named Erica Sheehan. Sheehan, Sheehan. I don't know. I'll get letters no matter how I say any word. So send them in, people. See if I give a shit. Anyway, Erica Sheehan, days before Hurricane Ian made landfall in Florida, was expecting a package, a pair of new shoes. Her notifications said it'd been delivered, but she couldn't find it. She looked around and it wasn't there. So she checked the doorbell camera. There, in high resolution clarity, was Travis swiping the package from her Porch. She tried knocking on the door to ask Travis about it, but he didn't answer. In the days following, he seemed to be avoiding her altogether. Erica told her mother, sue, and she emailed Nancy they were going to press charges if the package was not returned. Of course, Nancy was embarrassed. Who wouldn't be? She assured them that she was trying to get Travis some help and that in no way did she condone his behavior. She confessed Travis had been distant since his father died. You know all the excuses mothers make for their kids so they can continue to stunt their development and boost their own ego. Years earlier, Travis had been mugged on the way home from high school. After that, he was never really the same. The death of his father in 2014 only made him more reclusive. She said, of course, we've all experienced death close to us, some closer than others. Not all of us are doing terrible things. Nancy sent Travis several upset emails about the incident. She had to email him because he didn't have a job and subsequently didn't have cellular service. He relied on the home wifi for all communication. In her emails, she encouraged him to return the package or they were going to call the cops. But she never got a response. What would he do with a pair of ladies sneakers anyway?

[Guest]

I don't believe she was getting any kind of correspondence from him either. So she left here to go there. So I do know that much.

[Host]

When Nancy couldn't get a response from Travis, the neighbor went ahead and involved the police. They came out to the house to talk to Travis about the theft and.

[Guest]

They had, they already have had the police department, your Toledo police department go by her home and try to do like a, well check on him. Apparently he did not answer.

[Host]

Nancy was worried about the lack of response from Travis and she feared the worst. She loaded up her red Ford Escape and pulled another marathon nine hour drive straight to Toledo. She emailed Travis one last time before she left, letting him know that she'd be home sometime after midnight. Travis was troubled. He just couldn't seem to get out of his own way. Nancy had been taking care of this overgrown child most of her life and now she feared that he may have actually followed through with all those childish threats of suicide. She left her sister and niece behind in Georgia and hurried home. But this call from Amy wasn't about Travis. It was. It was about Nancy.

[Guest]

We have not heard from for 41 hours now and she was traveling from where I live in Dallas, Georgia to her part time residence in Toledo. And I'm calling to see if there's any way somebody could go to her home, see if she left 41 hours ago. That is correct. Thursday at 4pm we have called, texted. We're getting no reply.

[Host]

Nancy left Dallas, Georgia on Thursday, September 29th at 4pm as the Category 4 hurricane carved a path of destruction across Florida, Nancy carved her path through the night. The trip only took about nine hours, but now it was 9am Saturday, October 1st. 41 hours later, and no one had heard from Nancy or Travis.

[Guest]

My concern is that when the police department did the, well, check before, prior to my aunt coming home, he did not come to the door. He would not answer the door. And they, you know, of course they did not, you know, do any kind of forcible entry. I don't know that he would come to the door. He knows probably through her texting him that even though he didn't reply to her, that it's a big situation and that the police were going to, you know, pursue, you know, some, you know, criminal charges. In some way, the neighbor was right. So I just, I want you to. I just want them to know that, that he probably, if he's in there, would probably not come to the door. And if my aunt's car is in the driveway and no one comes to the door, then I just want it to be known as the situation also because she would absolutely come to the door if her car is there.

[Host]

Unsure of what was going on in Toledo, Amy tried to give the dispatcher any scenario that should cause alarm. She knew her aunt and her cousin. She knew that if Nancy's car was in the driveway, she was there. So if she didn't come to the door, something was wrong. Travis, on the other hand, wasn't likely to come to the door, even if he wasn't aware of the pending legal actions for being a porch pirate.

[Guest]

Okay. He's never done anything as far as, you know, to harm her at all. Any kind of domestic situation? No, not that we're aware of, but to himself. Right. That I could. That could be potentially a possibility.

[Host]

Nancy left Florida to escape the storm. She left Georgia for fear that something was wrong with her son. No one had heard from him, despite repeated attempts to contact him. She couldn't think of any reason why he wouldn't respond other than bad ones. Maybe something happened to him while he was home alone. Maybe he did something to himself. Or perhaps whatever tragedy befell Travis was lying in wait when Nancy returned home. Nancy Lewton fled Florida to escape the catastrophic destruction of Hurricane Ian. But a different catastrophe was Brewing on her horizon. In her hometown of Toledo, her son Travis was getting into trouble. The neighbor had video evidence of him stealing a package from her front porch. This neighbor tried to contact him several times. She knocked on the door without answer. She left notes on both the front and back doors asking Travis to please return the package. She even had her father stop by. She knew he was in there, but never got a response. Finally, the neighbor resorted to sending an email to Nancy to see if she could intervene. This was a close community and she didn't want to call police on her neighbor over a stolen pair of shoes. Nancy emailed Travis several times before evacuating Florida, but he didn't reply. She left the safety of Amy's house in Georgia and drove nine hours back to Toledo to check on her adult son. Her sister and niece began to worry when they didn't get confirmation that she made it home. After 41 hours with no word from Nancy and still no word from Travis, they did what they actually should have done to begin with. Call the Toledo police and ask them to perform a welfare check.

[Guest]

All right, well, listen, I got it.

[Narrator]

In.

[Guest]

Fact, they're already. Well, they're saying they're on scene there, so hold on. Oh, you have a minute?

[Narrator]

Let's see if they.

[Guest]

I do. Ma'am, may I put you on speakerphone? Thank you. I'll call you back. All right.

[Host]

Okay.

[Guest]

I gave her all the information. She's checking it right now. The police are actually already on the scene at this location.

[Narrator]

Oh, good.

[Host]

Officers must have been in the area because they were on the scene in less than five minutes. Nancy's niece relayed the information to her mother and Nancy's sister Sandra.

[Guest]

Cuz they're there. I'm gonna, as a matter of fact, put you on a brief hold for and see if they have any updates yet. Okay, I appreciate it. Yeah, no problem.

[Host]

Hold on. The police arrived quickly, but details were coming back slowly. The dispatcher put Amy on hold to see if she could reach them for more information. The dispatcher didn't know that the officers who responded were stumbling onto a bizarre scene.

[Guest]

Yes, they're there. They haven't come over there and said anything yet. So if you want, I will just keep an eye on it and see what I can find out and give you a call back. I hate to keep you hanging on hold. No, that's fine. So you just don't know what's going on or why they're there? Yeah, yeah, they made it to the house. They came, you know, said that they were on scene there, but they haven't come over there and said anything.

[Host]

So officers arrived at 1865 Wildwood Road. It was the fourth house on the right just as you entered the neighborhood from Highway 24. The house was a traditional two story home with light blue vinyl siding and a bold green front door. To the left of the home was a driveway leading to a detached two car garage. The lawn and landscaping were nice, albeit a bit neglected. It was clear this home was well taken care of for many years. Behind the property was heavily wooded, hiding the steep descent to the Delaware creek. No sooner did an officer take all this in than a person showed up. Laura Malek approached the officer and explained her mother and Georgia called her about her aunt Nancy. She was Amy's sister who still lived in Toledo. She explained how unusual it was for her aunt not to let her family know when she made it to town and if she even did make it. Laura led the officer to the garage and peeked through the window. Inside was Nancy's red Ford Escape. She had made it home. Just then the officer noticed they were being watched. From the upstairs window they could see the figure, figure, figure of a chubby man. He had short, messy hair and a five o'clock shadow. He stood there staring at the two by the garage. Laura told the officer that it was her cousin Travis and the officer tried to talk to him through the window. Travis just stood there and shook his head no. The officer continued to try to get a response from Travis until he disappeared into the room behind him. Is that how adults act? It's very strange. The officer freaked out by this weirdo, then called for backup. Nancy was missing, or at least incommunicado, and Travis was refusing to come outside or even speak through a window pane. They didn't even know what was going on, but they thought they might need a negotiator to talk him out. He could be heavily armed and detached from reality for all they knew. And it seemed like he was like his entire life. As weakening Hurricane Ian bore down on the Carolinas, a swarm of police officers descended on Travis and Nancy Lewton Toledo home. The responding officers secured the house, surrounding it as others tried to get Travis to come open the door. One officer at the back door noticed something unusual on the back porch. There was a pile of clothes in front of a chair. Next to the chair was a pair of pruning shears. The clothes were in a crumpled pile on top of a rolled up rug and a clear plastic sheet. It looked as if someone sat in the chair and removed all their clothing. Their boots were muddy, and upon closer inspection, the officer noticed the clothes were covered in plant matter. Dozens of little seed burrs clung to the fabric. Then next to the porch in the grass, was a pair of socks and underwear. Whoever disrobed here seemed to have rinsed off with the garden hose and left all these items strewn about. But where were they coming from? The officer eyed an open gate in the back of the property. Beyond that gate was a worn path down into a wooden ravine. From this vantage point, the officer could see what looked like a wheelbarrow and a hand truck for moving furniture at the bottom. He radioed this info to the lead officer, and he decided to ping Nancy's cell phone. You never want to stumble upon moving equipment in the woods when looking for an elderly person. Probably a bad sign. The ping placed her cell phone within 300ft of the house. With this information, they forced their way inside to see if they could find Nancy.

[Narrator]

Let me see your hands. Get on the ground. On the ground.

[Host]

Several officers made their way inside. They kicked open the back door and made entry. An officer equipped with a riot shield led the way, clearing the downstairs. Then they cautiously made their way up the stairs and into the master bedroom, where they found Travis. He was just lying in bed when they burst through the door with guns trained on him.

[Narrator]

Ground.

[Host]

Hands where we could see him. Keep your hands there. Anybody else in here?

[Narrator]

Where's Patrick?

[Host]

Anybody else here?

[Narrator]

Where's Mom?

[Host]

Travis, where's your mom?

[Narrator]

Other hand back here.

[Host]

He was as stoic as he had been at the window. The officer's questions fell on deaf ears as they handcuffed him behind his back. They searched the house for Nancy a while, and they didn't find her. They found plenty of signs, though, that she was there. Her car was in the garage, still loaded with her luggage from the trip. In the basement, they found her purse and her wallet. There just wasn't Nancy herself. They arrested Travis on the spot and took him down to the station for questioning to try to get to the bottom of where the hell his mother was.

[Narrator]

Hey, Travis. I'm Detective Quigley. This is Sergeant Kennedy. Okay. Yes, we want to talk to you about. I'm glad officers were out of your house. Okay.

[Host]

He sat like a statue, his hands laid flat on his thighs. By American standards, he was average height and weight, but when compared to a frail, elderly woman, he was a beast. At 5 foot 8 inches tall and 210 pounds, he far outweighed his mother. They were eager to See what he had to say. But first they had to Mirandize him. Something he said he'd never done before. He's been arrested before and convicted. But those were open and shut cases where they didn't even need to question him.

[Narrator]

So. Do you know why the officers came to your house today?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Why? What's the story with that? What?

[Travis Slooten]

They were looking for my parents.

[Narrator]

Your mom?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Do you know where she's at?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Host]

He talked like a teenager in trouble. He fidgeted with his hands and avoided eye contact. But he seemed to know exactly what was going on. He knew they were looking for his mother.

[Narrator]

Do you know? I guess she'd be your cousin Laura?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay. Where. And so it's my understanding that your mom was down in. Well, she was supposed to be in Florida, right?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

But because of the hurricane, she was in Georgia. Was that your understanding?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay. Did you go down there with her?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Narrator]

You stayed up here?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay. And because. So when she's. She goes back and forth, right? Between.

[Travis Slooten]

Okay.

[Narrator]

And then. So when she's up here, you guys live together, Right. Okay. When was the last time you talked to your mom? When?

[Travis Slooten]

September 30th.

[Narrator]

Okay. You know what time a day?

[Travis Slooten]

It was late. It was late. Around 2 o'clock.

[Host]

They probed him with questions they already knew the answers to. They were looking for either information that led to Nancy or evidence that he was hiding something. Evidence he was lying. He said he'd last talked with his mother on September 30th at 2:00. 2:00am on September 30th would have been 10 hours after Nancy left Georgia.

[Narrator]

Was she still down in Georgia that. That time, or did she say where she was?

[Travis Slooten]

No, she sends me emails, but she's needs to contact me. She was driving home from Georgia.

[Narrator]

She sent you an email?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Saying what she's coming home from? She was on her way.

[Travis Slooten]

Yeah. Yeah.

[Narrator]

Okay. She doesn't text or call you?

[Host]

We all know the answer to that question. He had a phone. It just wasn't connected to a network. Travis completely relied on his mother to live. Without her, he wouldn't have a house to live in or a car to drive. The very same car, I might add, that he was arrested for stealing years previous. He backpedaled the comment about speaking with his mother and instead said he received an email from her saying she was on her way home. While Travis was answering their questions, the cadence of his speech made the conversation confusing for detectives.

[Narrator]

Okay, so when was the last time you actually talked to her?

[Travis Slooten]

And heard her voice when she was in Toledo. That would be mayor of this year.

[Narrator]

Okay, so she's been gone since then?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Host]

He said the last time he heard his mother's voice was months before she left for Florida. That was a long time ago. To go without hearing your mother's voice. Then he said this.

[Narrator]

So do you know, did she make it back to Toledo and make it back to the house? Yes, she did make it back to the house?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay, and what day was that?

[Travis Slooten]

September 30th. So it was yesterday.

[Narrator]

Okay.

[Travis Slooten]

It was late. It was late.

[Narrator]

It was 2am what's that?

[Travis Slooten]

She got back to the house at 2.

[Narrator]

2Am 2am yes. On the 30th?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay, I. I guess I maybe misunderstood. I. I thought you said she had. Was leaving Georgia on the 30th. Okay, but you're saying she came back on the 30th?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

At 2:00am yes. Okay, and where were you at the house at that time?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes, I was.

[Narrator]

Were you sleeping? Or did you. You must have heard her come in or something, or did you talk to her at all?

[Travis Slooten]

I heard her come in through the door.

[Narrator]

Okay, so did you talk to her at all then, when she came in?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Host]

I guess you could call it being cooperative. But he wasn't being forthcoming. He kept his answers short, mostly yes or no. But when he did give more details, you could tell he's holding something back. Detectives don't think he's lying, just not giving the whole truth. He said he heard his mother come home at 2am on the 30th. He heard her walk through the kitchen door. He heard this, but he didn't speak with her.

[Narrator]

So that was on the 30th. And then when you woke up the next morning, was she still there then?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Narrator]

Do you know where she went?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Host]

By the time he woke up the next morning, she was already gone. But when asked if he knew where she went, he hesitated for a long time before answering. These types of responses made detectives sure he wasn't being completely forthcoming.

[Narrator]

Okay, what car? She owns two cars, Right? The Escape. And what kind is the other car? A Civic. Which one did she drive to Georgia?

[Travis Slooten]

The Escape.

[Narrator]

Escape. Okay.

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Do you know? Because her. Because her car is still in the garage, right? From what we saw, yes. Okay, so you don't have any idea where she's at?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Host]

The detectives pointed out that Nancy's car was still there, hoping he would realize the point they were trying to make. If she left, her car wouldn't be there. So since it was there, she clearly didn't leave yet. Travis continued denying knowing anything about where his mother was.

[Narrator]

Did you guys have any kind of arguments or anything when there were arguments.

[Travis Slooten]

About money, you know, having.

[Narrator]

About money?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

What's. What's with the money for food and.

[Travis Slooten]

Just my household, I guess.

[Narrator]

So you were arguing that you didn't have enough money for food or.

[Host]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay. And then when did this argument take place? After she got back?

[Travis Slooten]

No, that's been kind of a continuous thing. When she leaves and comes back from Florida. If I have, you know, food or money to take care of myself, I guess.

[Narrator]

Okay, so the problem you have is that you're not having enough food and money while she's in Florida. Is that what. Okay, yes. So when she came back at 2am on the 30th, did you guys argue about that then?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Host]

He admitted he and his mom had an ongoing argument about his. Let's just call it his allowance. But he was consistent with his previous statement, saying they did not argue when she returned early on the 30th. Remember, he said he never spoke with her.

[Narrator]

So you don't have any idea where she's at right now?

[Host]

No.

[Narrator]

Have you. Do you ever go down into the ravine there? You don't go down there because there's some. There's some stuff down there.

[Travis Slooten]

We were wondering.

[Narrator]

Did you put some stuff down there? Because we were wondering why there was, like, a wheelbarrow.

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

What were you. And there's like a dolly. I call it a dolly. One of those things with it. Right. A wheelbarrow and a dolly. Like what. What were you doing with those?

[Travis Slooten]

I'm not gonna answer that.

[Narrator]

You don't want to answer that?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Narrator]

Okay, well. Because I think you probably know what we're getting at, right?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Host]

This was the first time the detectives mentioned the items in the ravine, denying knowing where his mother was. Had worked up to this point. Now he knew what they were getting at. You could hear him sigh when he realized. There's no way to wiggle out of.

[Narrator]

This from what your aunt. Aunt says that. Do you have some. Do you have disabilities or anything you've been diagnosed with?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Narrator]

He never been diagnosed with any kind of mental illness or anything like that?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Narrator]

Okay, well, your. Your aunt and your uncle. Your aunt, or. I'm sorry, your cousin Laura and her husband are kind of upset. They would like to know where your mom's at. I mean, what. What should we tell them?

[Host]

After a long pause, Travis muttered the following.

[Travis Slooten]

If you have to tell them that killed my mom.

[Host]

So he admitted the whole truth. He had killed his mother. Of course, they already knew something happened to Nancy. They just didn't know exactly what you see. After they arrested Travis, they took him in and they searched the house. Like the outside, the inside of the house showed signs of being well taken care of until recently. Another section of the wall was removed from an upstairs bedroom. The pieces from this project were stacked messily nearby. The basement was empty, prepped for a new floor. But only a few boards had ever been laid down. This is where they found her purse and wallet. In an empty basement. That was the first clue that something bad happened to Nancy. Just like the basement, her purse and wallet were also empty. Calling her phone led officers to one of the kitchen cabinets. Inside they found Nancy's vibrating cell phone, her driver's license, her debit and credit cards, and her car keys. Further searching discovered even more disturbing things in the garage. In a trash can was a rolled up area rug. When officers unrolled the rug, they found a pink sweatshirt inside. On the shirt was a single bloodstain. The rug itself had a much larger stain of what appeared to be blood. In the center of it, next to the driver's side door of Nancy's Ford Escape, was a single sandal.

[Narrator]

We appreciate you being in on us, Okay. I know there's some things probably, but we just want to understand, okay? Because there's two sides to every story. We know that. So now is the time for you to give us your side of the story.

[Travis Slooten]

Right.

[Narrator]

So when she got. Did she really get home at 2am Then?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay. And then what happened when she get home?

[Travis Slooten]

We had a fight.

[Narrator]

He had a fight?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Like an argument with words or a physical fight?

[Travis Slooten]

Physical.

[Narrator]

Okay. And you got to speak up a little for me too, so I make sure I can understand you.

[Host]

Yes.

[Narrator]

So you had a physical fight. What was that over? Was it about the money and the food?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay.

[Host]

To say they got into a fight seems wrong. Is it a fight when it's between a 31 year old man and a 71 year old woman? Not much of one, no. Sounds more like an attack. Or an assault. I doubt anything Nancy did could be considered fighting. Just in your words, what happened? This is your story.

[Travis Slooten]

I attacked my mother when she came home from Florida.

[Host]

That's more like it. Travis attacked his mother as soon as she walked through the door.

[Narrator]

And where again did you first attack her? Was it inside or outside?

[Host]

Kitchen.

[Narrator]

Okay. So had she started to unload her car at that point or was she getting stuff out of her car.

[Travis Slooten]

She walked in and turned one of the kitchen lights on and she only brought purse in.

[Host]

She just turned the light on and.

[Narrator]

You were there waiting?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay. What do you mean attacked her? Like with your fist or did you have something else in your hand?

[Travis Slooten]

I don't know. I don't remember if I had weapon or not. There might be weapons in my house, but not. Nothing like that was used against her.

[Host]

They didn't get into a fight? He blindsided her as soon as she got home from a 10 hour trip. The mother that took care of him, he attacked her the moment she got there. I guess he was telling the truth about not talking to her.

[Narrator]

Okay, when you say you were attacked.

[Host]

Her, like what exactly happened? What'd you do?

[Travis Slooten]

I attacked her when she came home from. When she returned from Florida from Georgia.

[Narrator]

How did you attack her? Like what happened?

[Travis Slooten]

Stopped. It was her breathing, I guess.

[Narrator]

Her breathing stopped?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes. Yes.

[Narrator]

How'd you do that.

[Travis Slooten]

Physically? My weight, my body. I attacked her.

[Host]

What do you mean though? I guess just help me understand how it happened.

[Travis Slooten]

I used my weight power to kill my mother.

[Narrator]

Was she.

[Travis Slooten]

That was my plan anyway. It did last for some time, I guess. If you wanted my confession on that. I attacked her when she came home, 2am she said she would be home sometime after 12. And I made the decision to attack her and stop her. Stop her breathing.

[Host]

He described it almost clinically. Like a sociopath. He stopped her breathing, but what he actually did was wrap both meaty hands around his mother's neck and squeeze as hard as he could for as long as he could. When his hands got tired or he couldn't bear to look her in the eyes any longer, he pushed his elbow into her throat and used his entire body weight to finish the job.

[Narrator]

Okay, now, so do you mean then you like. Did you choke her? Did you put something over her face or how did you stop her breathing?

[Travis Slooten]

I was choking her.

[Narrator]

With your hands around her, how were you choking her exactly? Did you use something?

[Travis Slooten]

My hands on my elbow, I guess.

[Narrator]

Your elbow?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes. Did she even get.

[Host]

Did she say anything to you when she got home? Didn't even give her an opportunity?

[Travis Slooten]

No.

[Host]

You didn't even allow her to speak before he attacked. He didn't even allow her to beg for her life. She just walked through the door and her son, whom she'd always rushed to help, stared into her eyes and strangled the life out of her. Does that make you mad? Cause it sure as fuck makes me mad. The once little boy she Brought into this world removed her from it. As the police continued at the house, the neighbors were shocked, but not caught off guard completely. We knew him since he was in.

[Narrator]

High school, and he had trouble back then, like a lot of kids, but maybe a little bit more. And it just followed him as he grew up.

[Guest]

It's very unexpected.

[Travis Slooten]

Yeah.

[Host]

The big drama on the Facebook neighborhood.

[Guest]

Page usually is, oh, I think somebody broke into my car last night.

[Host]

You know, this is just not something we're used to experiencing, but it's very real in our community.

[Narrator]

But it is shocking because it's a quiet neighborhood. It's a very quiet neighborhood, and for something like this to happen, it's quite a shock to everybody.

[Host]

Her friend back in Florida, who had known her since the third grade, chose to remember her as she was rather than how she horrifically died. She knew Travis was verbally abusive to his mother and that he struggled with his mental health, but never did she think they would have homicidal thoughts. They never think these things, no matter how many times it happens. It hasn't really come to reality because it's so out there. It's so unbelievable. She was like a sister to me, an aunt to my children.

[Narrator]

She set aside, like, a couple hours.

[Host]

Every day to send out encouraging messages to people that she didn't even know because that was her nature. Nancy Lewton, known for her kindness to strangers and her devotion to her son, died on the kitchen floor of their family home. Her son failed to appreciate all that she did for him through the three decades of his miserable life. He murdered the woman who wrote prayers in the margins of her Bible, asking for divine assistance with her son. The idiot. She wanted the best for him, even though he was difficult, to put it mildly. Now all that was left for detectives to understand was why and what happened in that ravine.

[Narrator]

What happened when you got her down there?

[Travis Slooten]

I. And try to remove myself from any. Anything that would connect me to this. What happened?

[Narrator]

Well, how did you do that?

[Travis Slooten]

A fire.

[Host]

The welfare check for Nancy Lewton led to a bizarre interaction with her son, Travis. He stared at officers from the upstairs bedroom window. He refused to talk or even come to the door. Officers noticed odd things in the ravine behind his house. A wheelbarrow and a hand truck. This, combined with his cousin Laura pointing out that Nancy's car was in the garage and she should be home, raised further suspicions. Nancy always came to the door if she was home. Officers suited up and breached the back door. They found Travis lying in bed watching TV and took him into custody. He Denied everything until he realized the officers had seen what was in the ravine. Then he finally told the truth. He attacked his mother as soon as she walked through the door and then strangled her. When he got tired, he used his elbow and his weight, all 210 pounds. He confessed to killing his mother, but what he did after is just as heinous.

[Narrator]

Okay, so after she stopped breathing, then what happened?

[Travis Slooten]

Well, you said I was in the ravines, so the woods behind my house there. She was unconscious. And I guess I tried to make it look like there wasn't any altercation or fight to kind of get rid of any evidence.

[Narrator]

Sir, I didn't get rid of. Okay. So did you take your mom's mom down to the ravine then?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes. Yes, I did.

[Narrator]

How did you get her down there through?

[Travis Slooten]

I might have to kind of carry. Carry it down there.

[Narrator]

You carried her?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Narrator]

Okay, like, you didn't have to use anything else. You just carried her like this or fireman's carrier. Like, how did you get her down there? Because that's pretty steep. The reason I ask, I mean, we went down there that. It's pretty steep.

[Host]

You went down there?

[Travis Slooten]

Okay. Yeah, I guess I did have some difficulty with trying to get rid of the evidence, I guess, moving her.

[Host]

As his mother's body lay lifeless on the rug in the kitchen, Travis came up with a plan. He cleaned up to get rid of any evidence of a struggle. He rolled up the rug and stashed it in the garage. He took his mother's purse and wallet, emptied them of any money, and hid them in the basement. Then he grabbed a flashlight and his mother's body and carried her to the ravine. Behind the garage at the back of the property was a gate and a path into the ravine. It was a steep hill going down to somewhat of a landing before another trail went deeper. The woods were dense with lots of bushy undergrowth. Travis cleared the path, cutting low branches and snapping high weeds. The trail was long and winding, heading ever lower and deeper into the woods. Eventually, it ended at an access point to this storm drain system. A manhole jutted out of the ground a couple of feet high. Travis removed the COVID and placed the small body of his mother in the pipe. Then he just went back to his garage and grabbed the hand truck. He loaded it with scraps of wood from all the incomplete renovations and went back to the ravine, where he packed the scraps around her body in the pipe. Then he went back to the garage for the wheelbarrow and a gas can.

[Narrator]

What happened with the Fire. Like.

[Travis Slooten]

I tried to, I guess, get rid of the evidence of her and.

[Narrator]

Okay, you gotta be a little more specific. So what. What happened to your mom's body then?

[Travis Slooten]

All right, I put her into a. It was a sewer, an open sewer. And then I lit the fire and tried to, I guess, destroy the evidence.

[Host]

He doused the wood and his mother with gasoline and lit her on fire. Now, whether or not Travis knew this was a good plan, it was. The drainpipe was constructed in such a way that at the bottom were two smaller pipes. These pipes usually carried rainwater to the creek, but when Travis lit the fire, they became an inlet for fresh air. The size of the pipe and the fact that it was made of metal and concrete made it an ideal incinerator. The fire was so hot that it burnt the tree limbs above it. Travis had to go back to the garage and grab a pump sprayer to douse the surrounding foliage with water to prevent catching the whole woods on fire. So what time did you do all that? Was that all right? At like 2 in the morning or.

[Travis Slooten]

Um, it was over, I think 18 hours.

[Host]

Over an 18 hour period.

[Travis Slooten]

Period of time, yes.

[Host]

It was weird to think that no one noticed a blazing fire at the bottom of a ravine, but it is a clue to how thick these woods really were. Travis manned the fire for hours, feeding it wood and stoking the flames. When officers finally pulled Nancy's remains from the pipe, she wasn't even recognizable as human. What was left of her only weighed 36 pounds. Her arms and legs were reduced to little more than bone and ash. Her torso was charred and burned, revealing the sooty black organs inside. The front upper part of her skull was fragmented from the extreme heat, exposing brain matter. They couldn't tell if she was alive when she was set on fire due to the airways being charred. But the examination of her lungs revealed a low carboxyhemoglobin saturation. If I said that right, in other words, she was dead before she was set aflame. Thank God, at least for that. Travis strangled his mother to death and then burned her body in a makeshift incinerator to try to get rid of the evidence. That part now made sense. But the question remained. Why? Why would Travis kill the only person in his life who ever cared about him? I mean, she was certainly the person taking care of him. He couldn't take care of himself. And I'll say one more thing. It's weird that a person that can't really take care of themself and, you know, get a job at Taco Bell to pay their bills, has all this ingenuity to put together this entire plan and kill someone. Weird, right?

[Narrator]

So you.

[Host]

You said that you had made a plan to do this. You just decided that when she came.

[Travis Slooten]

Home, that was what we were going to do? Yes.

[Host]

How come What, I guess, made you.

[Travis Slooten]

Get to that point?

[Host]

What drove you there?

[Travis Slooten]

It was, how are you feeling again? I guess I was feeling. I guess it was the decision from my household right now and what I'm going through when I don't have support or help from, I guess, others.

[Host]

So you were Andrew before I had her, before she even got home?

[Travis Slooten]

Yes.

[Host]

Travis had been harboring anger towards his mother for some time. He complained that he couldn't take care of himself because she never left him with enough money for his household. Think about that for a second. Think about it real good.

[Travis Slooten]

It was over money and I guess what I have at my house, over.

[Narrator]

What do you mean by what you.

[Travis Slooten]

Have in your house when she's not there? I smoke. So it was. It was kind of about like how I either take care of myself or feed myself when I need food, if I can get it out.

[Host]

Now that he was finally saying it out loud, Travis didn't seem to know why he decided to kill his mother. It all sounded so dumb. His explanation was little more than ramblings and incomplete thoughts. It seemed he was worried about his mother finding out about his marijuana use, but more about him not being provided the means to take care of himself. You see, when you do everything for someone, when you give them everything they need, take away any independence or sense of self by just providing everything, what ends up happening more often than not is that that person getting everything starts to take it for granted. I mean, it's there no matter what they do. And once they've taken it for granted enough, they then start to resent you for not giving them more. It happens to entire societies, in fact. I mean, just take a look around.

[Travis Slooten]

So I know there's more. More reasons that I did this, but.

[Narrator]

Well, we're willing to listen to you and why? If there's other reasons, how's your time to tell us?

[Travis Slooten]

Right.

[Narrator]

Do you want to tell us what else was going on? Were you mad about her for something else?

[Travis Slooten]

I think it was my problems with. I've had problems dealing with my life and family's lives.

[Host]

He was trying to give a reason for what he did, but it just wasn't very good. Who kills their mother because he's mad about his allowance and not having Enough money. I wouldn't want to give him any money if I were Nancy. And if I learned he was spending it on pot, you know, get the fuck out of my house. That's how you raise kids. At least ones that aren't a complete piece of shit.

[Travis Slooten]

I haven't been diagnosed with anything, but I do have. I've had problems before and I guess it kind of all accumulated into me making that decision.

[Host]

All of the little bullshit excuses he had for being mad at his mother culminated in him deciding to murder her. He said he didn't have enough money for food and he blamed his mother for this. He said she was upset about him smoking pot and he resented her for it. He said he had trouble coping with life and all that combined led to his decision. These reasons are poor ones individually, but put together, Travis found himself at a breaking point. And sounds like Travis had a low bar for breaking. But this wasn't a spur of the moment decision. He planned it. Was this planned for a while?

[Narrator]

So at what? At what? Do you remember what day it was? Or were you decided in your head that's what you were going to do? Like, was it just as she came home or was it days before that that you had made up your mind once she was home?

[Travis Slooten]

I think about a week before she.

[Narrator]

She came home a week before you had thoughts of killing her? Yes.

[Host]

Well, before Hurricane Ian was anywhere close to landfall, Travis had decided to kill his mother. He was mad at her. He blamed her for everything. Rather than take any responsibility for his life, he put everything on his mother unjustly. Nancy always ran to his side when he needed help, just like she did this time. She funded his lifestyle or lack thereof. But it wasn't enough for Travis. Never is. I'm sure there's a Travis in your life. There's been a Travis in mine, that's for sure. Every perceived slight in his life was all because of Nancy. He had no aspirations, no real future. I mean, what was his plan if he got away with it, which he could have really, if he weren't so fucking lazy, he could have burnt the purse and everything in it. He could have stoked the fire longer, completely to destroy his mother's body. He could have ditched the car somewhere rather than leave it in the garage. Then Nancy would have just been missing under mysterious circumstances. But then what? Was Travis just going to go back to watching TV and smoking pot in bed? What happened the next time he needed to buy some more? What then? Who was going to give him money for his household he had a plan to kill his mother, but it sort of lacked all semblance of logic. Travis killed the only person left who truly cared and loved him for no good reason. Travis was indicted for tampering with evidence, felonious assault, aggravated robbery, abuse of a corpse, murder, and aggravated murder. He pleaded not guilty by reason of insanity. Apparently, Travis had a difficult birth, including not breathing for at least half a minute and subsequently spending time in isolated intensive care afterwards. They surmised that this led to the mental health issues he had since childhood. But then again, he could have just been a piece of shit. You know, you ever consider that science? You ever consider that some people are just a piece of shit? But the judge, you know, being a judge, granted the defense a complete evaluation. And after that, everything changed. Travis entered an Alford plea, which is a guilty plea without admitting to the crimes themselves. I don't know what legal scholar came up with this, but it's like admitting to a crime without admitting to a crime. Way to go. Legal system sounds super good for society. It was an attempt to lessen his sentence because he knew that if he went to trial, he would go to prison for much longer. Travis has struggled since he was a young man. And I think the fact that, as Ray said, it's a quiet neighborhood, it just highlights that mental health issues are universal. We need more community resources. We need help. It doesn't matter. Nobody is immune. A mother's love just doesn't end, no matter what your son's mental illness is. And I'm sorry I didn't end it this way. She did all she could to encourage.

[Narrator]

Him, and.

[Host]

She wasn't able to do it. At the sentencing hearing, his family gave statements. Despite what he had done, they begged for mercy on him. Laura Malik asked the judge to give him a chance at release if he underwent mental health treatment in prison. She said it's never too late, and no one is ever too far gone to receive God's gift of forgiveness. If they only ask, have mercy on her son in spite of his crimes, because that's who Nancy Lewton was. Without hope, there is nothing. Just before handing down his sentence, the judge spoke to Travis directly, saying, I don't know how quickly she died. I don't know if she looked into her son's eyes or what it might have been like to know that the person you loved more than life is taking yours. I suspect her last thoughts were about you. Not in fear or anger, but in worry about who would take care of you afterward. He then sentenced him to Life in prison. Big Daddy State can take care of you now that Mommy's gone. Travis Slooten laid around all day in his mother's house watching tv. His mother's tv, I might add, running off the electricity and the cable that his mother paid for. He slept in a comfy bed with clean sheets in the master bedroom, his mother's master bedroom. Even the food he ate was thanks to his mother. His life was on easy mode. But he acted like he had it tough. Woe is me. Oh, look at all my ailments. Nancy provided everything for this fucking loser. And all she asked in return was for him to give it the old college try. You know? Try. Just try to do something, something, anything with your life. Turn off the computer, Turn off the television. Go outside. Go find out who you are. Go find out how to build a life for yourself. You'll fail. You'll fall, you'll stumble. You'll get up, you'll do it again. That's what it takes to be on this spinning rock. And if you don't want to be on it, be my guest and get the fuck off. But don't burden everyone around you with your bullshit. Don't burden your own mother for the rest of your life because you're too fucking lazy to get out and go get a job. Nancy, God bless her, she loved her son. She didn't want to see his life wasted. She tried everything she could to try to help him. She tried everything she could think of, but it was all for nothing. She poured her love into Travis and helped him at every opportunity. So much that she stunted him. Travis wasn't capable of taking care of himself because he never had to. It wasn't her fault. She only wanted her son, whom she loved, to be happy and successful. But all her helping only did was harm him and in the end, harm herself. Sometimes all you can do is try. Unless trying is the problem and it's up to someone else to try instead.

[Narrator]

SA.

[Host]

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[Narrator]

SA.