But that wasn’t enough, as he began to rape young boys. He began spending time in public baths, where he could watch other boys undress.Īt the age of 20, Albert arrived in New York City, where he worked as a male prostitute. This boy introduced Albert to urolagnia (a tendency to derive sexual pleasure from the sight or thought of urination.) and coprophagia (the consumption of feces.). When he was just 12, he started a relationship with a telegraph boy. But he would never fully recover from his time in the orphanage. I saw boys doing many things they should not have done.” Albert Fish on his time at Saint John’s Orphanage.īy 1880, Albert’s mother had secured a government job, and was able to take him back home. “I was there ’til I was nearly nine, and that’s where I got started wrong. He was frequently abused, so much so that he began to enjoy the physical pain his beatings brought him and got sexual gratification from them. Unable to care for all her children after the death of her husband, Albert’s mother placed him into Saint John’s Orphanage, where he adopted the name “Albert,” after one of his dead siblings, as he was tired of being called “Ham & Eggs” by the other children. Unfortunately, when Albert was just five years old, his father had a heart attack at the Sixth Street Station of the Pennsylvania Railroad in Washington D.C. His father had been a river boat captain, and from 1870, a fertilizer manufacturer. His sister, as well as another three relatives, were diagnosed with a “mental affliction.” Even his mother suffered from mental illness, as she had “aural and/or visual hallucinations.” The Fish family had a history of mental illness, with his uncle suffering from mania, and one of his brothers was confined in a state mental hospital. At the time of his birth, Albert’s father was 75 years old, 43 years older than his wife. His father was an American of English descent, and his mother was Scots-Irish American. ~ Albert Fish Excerpt taken from a letter sent by Albert Fish to the mother of Grace Budd.Īlbert Fish was born Hamilton Howard Fish on in Washington D.C., the youngest of four children. I did not fuck her, though, I could of had I wished. It took me 9 days to eat her entire body. How sweet and tender her little ass was roasted in the oven. I choked her to death then cut her in small pieces so I could take my meat to my rooms, cook and eat it. I grabbed her and she said she would tell her mama. When she saw me all naked she began to cry and tried to run down stairs. Then I hid in a closet until she was in the room. When all was ready I went to the window and called her. I knew if I did not I would get her blood on them. I went upstairs and stripped all my clothes off. When we got there, I told her to remain outside. I took her to an empty house in Westchester I had already picked out. I made up my mind to eat her, on the pretense of taking her to a party. On Sunday June the 3 – 1928 I called on you at 406 W 15 St.
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