Who is Timothy Bindner?

Who is Timothy Bindner? Interesting question. Maybe Google can help answer that? I was surprised by what I found.

I listen when I can to podcasts while working. Some are photography, others involve true crime or even mystery. One such podcast I listened to this week moved me more than anything else I ever have heard in the past.

I scrolled through the Disturbed: True Horror Stories’ podcast, looking for catchy episode titles that caught my interest. Moving down the list, nothing really jumped out at me until like a ton of bricks on July 16, 2020 there was an episode titled ‘Who is Timothy Bindner?’

I immediately downloaded the episode and began listening. The 25 minute episode had me on edge. My name kept being said over and over. I learned I worked at a sewage plant, sent $50 to a list of different girls on their 14^th birthday, and was a suspect in child abductions. I drove a blue van with pictures of young girls plastered inside, and that I helped police with the investigations. There was even a book written about it called Stalemate: A Shocking True Story of Child Abduction and Murder. “Timothy Bindner was the center of many investigations by police” was said as I listened. What?

Well, this is a true story, but it is not me. There is a Timothy Bindner in California that was suspected of a few child abductions and murders in the late 80s. I have only been to California once, and it was in 2005.

Pretty scary stuff, indeed. Hearing my name over and over and the things “I” was being accused of. Google your name. Heck, Google mine and read more about this. You never know what you may find or learn about your own name. This podcast truly scared me.

Until next time,

Tim (Kilmer)

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