“Just because Wortman didn’t turn up for his parents’ big day, you assumed the worst Michael”

Yes, and I was right, wasn’t I ?

I didn’t figure Gabriel Wortman was Canada’s worst spree killer because he couldn’t be bothered to show up for his parents’ happiest day.

But he was a self-employed millionaire who had yet neither the time or the money to help his parents wipe out 40 years of their secret guilt : all he had to do was attend a joyous once-only-in-a-lifetime blended family reunion in North Brookfield Mass.

His parents were hoping that day would begin to make up for having to put his younger brother up for adoption because money was just so tight for a young man and woman who got married when they were only 20 and had their first child not long after.

No, I  just figured he was a super inconsiderate jerk and yes - say it again - the rightful owner of the title, the-biggest-arsehole-on-campus, UNB 1987.

The fact I was trying to bring to everyone’s attention was that he also screwed his own dad over when he screwed his very ill uncle out of his home.

I figured there was a lot more dirt under the gravel, as we Nova Scotians used to say about road politics, in Gabriel Wortman’s earlier life, if only journalists - above all journalists in his home province of New Brunswick, bothered to look.

Now Frank Magazine has done an interview with Gabriel’s father Paul and it apparently details how Gabriel once threatened to kill his parents and later in Cuba almost did kill his father.

I haven’t read the whole interview, it is still to be published but I hope it forces journalists of all stripes to look at Wortman’s earlier life from 1987 till 2001 to see if there were any obvious warning signs that he was one heck of a scary dude.....