Another try to take my life

It was about 3:30-4:00 Friday March 16 when we walked through Harrison park and began to walk down the paved hiking trails. If you take the trail on left where it splits there’s two benches with a garbage can and that’s where Stone and his dog were sitting with 4 fourloco beers, I assume waiting for anyone to pass by and become a victim of his attack. He called us over and struck up a friendly conversation and with him he had a small orange dog named Chloe. The conversation mostly consisted of his past going in and out of prison, military service in Afghanistan, the Arian Brotherhood he was a part of, helping the homeless in Salem and Eugene, explaining 1488 which is a white supremacist numeric symbol, being homeless in Seattle, and repeatedly explaining his size and strength. He said he weighed around 310 pounds and pure Viking blood. He also mentioned having a camp near by the river with two fishing poles, a backpack, a sack to sleep in, and a few guns while explaining he lived near by with his wife and daughter and but tonight he was helping out his homeless brothers in a camp near by. He spoke to me in Spanish in which I responded. I assumed he was a changed man with a more accepting view of people’s ethnic backgrounds because I had asked him if we made him uncomfortable and he responded with “a brothers a brother I just have different views”. I saluted him and said “thank you for your service” he said “no, why are you doing that? Fuck the government! That’s how I ended up homeless!” I responded with “well maybe the government is fucked up but I’m thanking you for your service”.

During the conversation a Hispanic man tried walking past us and began walking down the beaten path but he was scared off by Stone as he told the man that he couldn’t go down the beaten path unless he was homeless. Another hispanic teenager coming out of the beaten path and onto the paved trail towards the park was slightly questioned by Stone as he was carrying a fishing rod and Stone believed it to be his own. After that he started becoming aggressive and kept saying I was a liar and “manipulater”. He said a few words in a foreign language and I responded with a respectful farewell in Spanish. He immediately stated he knew what I said then became aggressive. Then he started saying how much he respect my friend and that ended quickly and he became quickly aggressive with him. Then he pulled his knife out and said “I really just came out here to kill someone” and I moved back slightly then he grabbed my shoulder and put the knife up against my throat. I pushed his wrist back lightly he pushed back and the knife was on my throat again. We did this about 3 times and he finally backed up a little and was standing straddle legged and held my shoulder moving the knife back to where he would be stabbing my ribs with back force momentum. I knew sudden movement could possibly cause my friend and or me a life threatening wound so I kept telling him “please don’t! You shouldn’t kill anyone, why are you doing this?!” A man started walking past and Stone changed into a calm friendly guy as he held onto my shoulder and I didn’t attempt to run because I didn’t want anyone else to become a hostage so we just stared and watched him pass and once he was gone Stone turned back towards me and again put the knife to my throat and trying to push it back in which I cut my finger. He kept repeating that he wanted to kill someone and once again we had a back and forth struggle as I kept pushing the knife away from my throat. Stone finally released his grip on my shoulder and hid his knife behind him when a woman with 2 dogs started to pass by. That’s when Xavier and I took our chance to skate off in the quickest possible manner. He yelled for us to come back and we immediately headed back to Harrison park where we warned 2 kids playing on the toy set that there was a dangerous man trying to kill someone and not to head towards the river. We kept skating trying to comprehend what had happened in which I then called the police.