Kenneth Trentadue’s story is not just about one man’s wrongful death in a federa

And hold on. I'm sorry. So McVeigh said that the leg belonged to the bomber who made the bomb. Then they killed him and threw him in there. You know, that kind of makes sense to me, Jesse, because none of these people knew how to build a bomb. McVeigh didn't know how to build a bomb, as I understand. Well, you know, I have not looked into it as much as you have in the case. But as I understand, he had no knowledge to do that. Right. Or am I wrong? And not only that, let me build on this leg thing and I'll follow up on the point you made. They, I think it was at the FBI, Margaret, who threw that leg in the coffin of another victim and they buried it. Well, it was the medical examiner. It was an accident of the recovery, actually. So they just tossed the leg. But you're right. It resided in the wrong coffin for several years until they figured out that they had the wrong leg. and I think this leg wasn't in military trousers and a military boot, if I recall correctly. And, but, so I do a FOIA request, a Freedom of Information Act request for the DNA results done on that leg. I get a response back that said from the FBI that we were unable to match that leg with any known person. Well, we subsequently find out that they had the DNA test done by LabCorp. Now, LabCorp can do the test and give you the sequence, but they don't have a database whereby they can identify the leg. And that's important because, if I recall correctly, David told Margaret that McVeigh said if they compared the DNA of that leg to Gulf War veterans, they would know who it was immediately, because now the military requires DNA samples for all the men and women it sends overseas. And we're fighting to try to get that leg. I mean, that's the next big, I mean, the DNA results of that leg and have it tested.

Your brother got caught into this, and I'm guessing this is why you are so well-versed in the entire case of what went down with Oklahoma City bombing, because it's personal to you. And walk me through the entire story. Well, it didn't start out to be with the Oklahoma City bombing. I never was pursuing the Oklahoma City bombing. I just wanted justice for the murder of my brother. He came back from the military during the Vietnam War as a heroin addict. But that was common. I mean, that was the CIA. You remember the stories was actually selling heroin to fund the wars in Laos and Cambodia because Congress wouldn't approve them. And he robbed a bank, pled guilty, went to prison, gets out of prison about 1998. He's married. He turned his life around, we should say that, because, you know, it so often happens that military people come back with PTSD. To your point, with Vietnam vets, it was very common that they were either, like, drug addicts or alcohol addicts or something similar. So he turned his life around. He got married. And then what happened? Well, he gets a job. He's working construction. He's on probation or parole. I guess it's parole of probation. I don't practice criminal law. He had a hard-nosed probation officer who put a no-beer-drinking condition on his parole. And I don't see how, in Southern California, at least, you can't be in construction work without drinking beer. That's job qualification, I think. And so Kenneth went to him and said, look, you know I'm going to drink beer. I'm not coming back to give you a urine test every month just so you can say that I've been drinking beer. So he just stopped reporting. Well, then in 1995, and meanwhile, in June of 1905, his only child, a son, was born. And he is coming back across the border. His wife is Hispanic in San Diego, visiting his wife's, some family members, other friends or whatever, in... Mexico. Tijuana. He's driving a 1985 Chevrolet, brown Chevrolet pickup truck that belonged to his friends. And he crosses the border, he's arrested, he's held there for a couple of months, and then suddenly sent to Oklahoma City. And we were told at the time that it was for a parole revocation hearing. But I now know that that was a lie. If his parole was going to be revoked, it would be done by the judge who had sentenced him, which was in San Diego. And with the witnesses of his parole officer, who was in San Diego.

Oklahoma had nothing to do... They could not have revoked his parole in Oklahoma. We need to tell the audience one very important thing, that Kenneth Trinidue matched the FBI's profile description of this mystery man they're looking for intently at the moment. This is just two months after the bomb exploded. And Kenneth Trinidue, Jesse can take it there, but his physical description matched John Doe, too. And he was driving the brown pickup truck they believed John Doe, too, was driving. And he had the serpent tattoo on his left arm that also was believed to be a mark of John Doe, too. Sorry, Jesse. Margaret's right. At the time he was picked up at the border, the largest manhunt in the history of the United States was for John Doe, too. There was a $2 million reward for him. The description was white male, 5'8", heavy body, muscular body build, dark complected, believed to be in Canada or Mexico, driving a mid-1980s Chevrolet, brown Chevrolet pickup truck, dragon tattoo, left forearm. My brother comes across the border matching that description. He's held, as I said, in San Diego for a couple months. But I think it was two weeks or so or three weeks, Margaret had the date better than me. After he's arrested, they announced that there's no John Doe, too. The FBI does. Suddenly there's no John Doe, too. And as I said, I didn't. And so he's killed. He arrived in Oklahoma on August the 18th, 1995. We're told he committed suicide on August the 21st, 1995. I have to say a couple of things here. So he was transferred to Oklahoma when there was no reason to. He gets visited by a few guards. I don't know if it's guards. I suspect it was the FBI. If there had been guards, they would have turned them over with as much heat as I poured on the FBI and the Department of Justice these past 30 years. I mean, they would have thrown the guards under the bus in a heartbeat. And what makes me think it's not guards is because all the evidence that disappears, you know, the crime scene photographs disappear. The surveillance cameras supposedly erased. The log books disappear.

I mean, guards can't do that. It takes someone way up the food chain to do that. But the point being, he'd been beaten extensively, tortured. His throat was cut. When they contact my family, they want to cremate his body. And we say no. We find out later that cremation is not allowed in the federal system. Back then it wasn't. It took a week to get him home. And he was made up head to toe where you couldn't see the injuries. And so I was traveling from my home in Utah there. We were just told all at once that, hey, his body's arrived at the funeral home in Orange County. So I was scrambling to get a plane. And while I was traveling there, my mother, his wife, my sister removed his clothes, removed the makeup. And it was just brutal beatings, even beating on the soles of his feet. His head was, the scalp was ruptured in three places to the skull where he'd been hit. He had fingerprint bruises on his biceps where you could see he'd been held while he was strangled. Wow. And, of course, the government of the United States, Janet Reno, says suicide in the story. He hanged himself. By hanging. By hanging. Oh, oh, oh, oh.