Catherine Share… (Convicted)
(aka Gypsy, Manon Minette, Kathleen Diane Shore, Catherine Ann James, Jessica)
Catherine Louise Share was born on December 10, 1942 in Pairs, France. She was put up for adoption after both her parents committed suicide in order to avoid being taken by the Nazi’s.
Catherine Louise Share was born on December 10, 1942 in Pairs, France to a Hungarian violinist father and German mother. She was put up for adoption after both her parents committed suicide in order to avoid being taken by the Nazi’s. She was later adopted by a French woman who later married an American psychologist and the small family of three relocated to Hollywood California where Share graduated from Hollywood High School in 1961.
Her childhood after adoption was relatively normal until her adopted mother passed away from cancer and Catherine was then taken care of by her step-father who by that time had gone blind. She then dropped out of College and began wondering the state participating in the music scene as well as soft-porn films, one of which was titled “The Ramrodder” where Catherine played Cochina the Indian princess. There she met Bobby Beausoleil, also on the set for the film which took place at Spahn Ranch, shortly after becoming home to the Manson family.
Like many of the girls Manson lured into his family, Share found Charlie to be an all-knowing Christ like figure who seemed to have all the answers to life’s difficult questions. She became a devoted follower and acted as Manson’s chief recruiter finding vulnerable young girls, preferably pretty ones, who would help lure in more men and anyone who had access to their parent’s credit cards or money. She contributed to the recruiting of both Linda Kasabian and Leslie Van Houten among many others.
Although Catherine, nicknamed by Manson as “Gypsey”, was not involved in the Tate-La Bianca murders, she did find herself involved in several other incidents after-the-fact such as the attempted murder of Barbara Hoyt with the entire “LSD-Laced Honolulu Hamburger” incident; charges related to an attempt to keep Hoyt from testifying. Later she was involved in the robbery and shootout with police at a Hawthorne, California Western Surplus Store where weapons were the score for an event connected to a conspiracy to later hijack a Boeing 747 passenger jet and kill one hostage every hour until Manson, Watson, Krenwinkel, Van Houten, and Atkins were all released from prison. Catherine, Mary Brunner, as well as several others, were arrested.
After Share was released from her three-and-a-half year prison stint, she was involved in a credit card scheme which landed her back in jail until 1975 later getting married, becoming a born-again Christian and finally disavowing Manson entirely. She testified in a 2017 parole hearing for Leslie Van Houten telling the parole board that she like Van Houten, were not permitted to leave Manson’s cult and she herself was threatened with death if she tried to leave. At the hearing she revealed being regretful for persuading Van Houten to join the cult.
Catherine was said to have written a book which the rights were purchased by Paramount Pictures in 2008. She also speaks often on her involvement with the Family and has become an educator, counselor and victims advocate to those who are affected by cults.
Words from Catherine
From my first memories, being hidden from the Nazis in France, all I can remember is fear, loneliness and confusion. I was born in the middle of the worst holocaust ever known, and I was born with Jewish blood. My father was a Freedom Fighter in the French underground and both my parents died in the war. My Grandmother on my mother’s side died in a Ghetto in Eastern Europe and both my grandparents on my father’s side died in concentration camps. My father made arrangements with a French lawyer who was secretly helping the underground to take me out of what he considered Fascist France (French authorities had helped the Germans deport and kill most of the French Jews).
When the war was over, he did just that. He found a wonderful woman to adopt me. She was a left wing cause fighter with a heart as big and giving as any person I have ever known. I saw a different part of life than most kids. She married a Hollywood psychologist and gave me a loving family for many years. I saw firsthand the repression of the Un-American Activities Committee and fought for such causes as ban the atom bomb and civil rights – along with a lot of loving and some very famous people. This rich and loving life came crashing down when my adoptive mother died of cancer and my step-father changed and rejected me at the tender age of sixteen.
I entered in ‘the sixties’ completely alone in this world, wounded, and looking for someone to love me and tell me the truth. I tried just about everything to fill the empty gaping wound in my soul. I became addicted to anything that would temporarily stop the pain of loneliness and rejection – including food, marijuana, sex and LSD (which completely destroyed my mind and made me like a little child for many years). I was the Hippie of hippies and the ‘flower child’.
I thought I had found peace at last but I was still searching for the truth and the truth giver. No family, I wandered around in a false euphoria of drugs and ‘relationships’. I was so convinced that he had all the answers and that he was Jesus Christ personified that I convincingly told many ‘Family’ members that he was. Ever so slowly, things began to change. I was the oldest besides Charlie and I had a lot of fears that he constantly was ‘working on’. I also had lots of unresolved issued that caused me to overeat, something I had done off and on most of my life. This caused Charlie to leave me out of a lot of the ‘more advanced’ training sessions, that I actually only learned about after reading Charles Watson’s book. The bottom line is that I was left out of the murders.
During the trial, from his jail cell, Charlie hooked me up with an escaped convict that nearly got me killed in a shootout with the police. It took many years to fully see what Charlie was all about and even more years to see that I was hooked in much the same way to this convict. I just wanted to be loved and accepted and would do just about anything for it. While on the run and living in Canada, away from the direct influence of a man, I heard a song by Bob Dylan. I had admired Dylan and bought and listened to every album and every song he ever did. I thought he was a prophet of our times. Taking care of my young son, wanted by the FBI and hiding in Canada, a song came on the radio one day and changed my entire existence. It was called… “You’re Gonna Have To Serve Somebody”. The words went like this:
- You may be an ambassador to England or France, You might like to gamble, you might like to dance
- You may be the heavyweight champion of the world,You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls
- But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, Yes you are, You’re gonna have to serve somebody.
- Well it may be the devil and it may be the Lord, But you’re gonna have to serve somebody.
- You might be a rock and roller dancing on a stage, Money and drugs at your command, woman in a cage
- You might be a business man or some high degree thief, They may call you doctor or they may call you chief
- You might be rich or poor, you might be blind or lame, YOU’RE LIVING IN ANOTHER COUNTRY UNDER SOME ASSUMED NAME
That was me. I had become a high degree thief and I was living in another country under ‘some assumed name’ and who was I ‘serving’? And what was Dylan talking about when he sang ‘Lord’? I couldn’t get the lyrics out of my mind. “But you’re still gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed, serve somebody/ It may be the devil or it may be the Lord but you’re gonna have to serve somebody.” The song shook me to my bones. I had never been posed that question before. I looked everywhere for the record but it wasn’t in Canada and soon the radio stations took it off the air when they realized that he was singing about Jesus Christ.
Soon after, I was asked to come back to the United States to take care of a storage place for my then husband, Kenneth Como (the escaped convict who was back in prison). That is what I thought I was coming back for. God had other plans. A friend brought me a Bible and alone on a mountaintop I opened the book to the Gospel of John. I was supernaturally transported into the pages of John and met face to face, the true “Truth, the Way and the Life”. When I was finished and back on the mountain, I knew I had a decision to make. I decided to give what was left of my destroyed life to Jesus if He would have me. He has never left me or forsaken me. He has redeemed my life and I joyfully serve Him to this day.
Compared to the percentage of the world that come to the Lord Jesus Christ I believe that there will be a much higher percentage, if not 100%, of Manson Family members that come to know Him. This is why…The Word says that “If you seek me, you will find me, if you seek me with all your heart”. If you sought the Truth in the past and were deceived, and you keep on seeking, then you will find the True One. “Nor is there salvation in any other, for there in no other Name under heaven, given among men, by which we must be saved.” I didn’t say that…God did.
The Messiah, the Savior of the world is alive today. He sits on the right hand side of the Father making intersession for us all. There isn’t a sin He didn’t die for and by His ‘stripes’ we are being healed in every way. He’s not a mystery. If you want to meet Him like I did just pick up a Bible and start reading. I suggest you start at the Gospel of John. If you seek Him, you will find Him in the pages of this book. He went willingly to the cross at Calvary for my sins and yours and then He rose from the dead and took His rightful place. Yet, He did not leave us orphans. He sent a Helper, a Counselor and a Friend called The Holy Spirit and He lives inside anyone who asks Him and wants Him there.
I’m not saying that all I had to do was read the Bible and all my problems were solved. His yoke is easy but I still had a lot of wounds and hurts and soul issues. I needed to renew my mind and it has taken years of the washing of the Word to become whole. Today I walk forgiven and gratefully serve the Risen King and now can share the truth with any who are seeking Him.
Don’t be deceived. I pray you learn from those of us that went so very wrong. If it doesn’t give life and life more abundantly then it is not of God. His blessings have no curse added to them and ‘you will know them by their fruits’. (In other words by what they do not just say)
God Bless you as you seek the Truth. The Truth will make you free.
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