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his accomplishments with the club that year when he was named outstanding vice-president for 1967, and was honored as the best Jaycee club chaplain in the state of Iowa. He was ready to succeed his friend Charlie Hill as club president.
    He wasn't the only one who had his eye on the job. Peter Burk, who was one of the Jaycees whose suspicions of Gacy bordered on dislike, also aspired to the club leadership. Even Burk was aware, however, that Gacy had a persuasive personality that drew people to him.
    Gacy had meticulously constructed his political fences. He was a member of Hill's executive board, and, buoyed by the close friendship of men like Hill, Pottinger, and several others, he looked like the favorite in the contest. Life was still smiling on him. He had even given notice to his father-in-law that he was going to quit the fried-chicken franchises and go in business for himself.
    So on that spring night in 1968 when he got up from a chair in the front room to answer a knock on the door, neither he nor his wife suspected that their lives were about to be drastically changed. A policeman was waiting on the porch when Gacy opened the door.
    A Black Hawk County grand jury had indicted Gacy on May 10 for allegedly committing sodomy with a teenage boy, the policeman informed him. Producing a search warrant, officers confiscated five rolls of obscene movie film and an envelope containing advertisements for pornographic literature.
    Marlynn Gacy was stunned. There had never been anything in their marriage to indicate that her husband harbored a sexual preference for boys. He had been a good father and a good husband who worked hard and always applied himself wholeheartedly to whatever task he was faced with. If he was guilty of molesting boys, he had fooled his wife.
    Nonetheless, two boys had told the grand jury that on separate occasions he either lured or attempted to coerce them into sexual encounters with him.
    James Tullery, a student at East High School in Waterloo, told investigators that when he was sixteen and working at one of the fried-chicken outlets in August 1967, Gacy invited him to his home for a drink, to play pool and to watch stag movies. Gacy's wife and the children were visiting in Springfield. According to the story as it was reconstructed by Tullery, the restaurant was closed at about 11 P.M. , and he and his boss drove to Gacy's house. Gacy mixed him a drink and they began shooting pool. Just before the last game, Gacy suggested that the loser perform oral sex on the winner. The whiskey had begun to warm the boy's blood, but he wasn't drunk. Win or lose, he told the man he wasn't interested.
    Gacy laughed and treated the incident as a joke. After the game, he invited the boy to fix himself another drink. In the meantime, Gacy set up a screen and loaded a stag film into the projector.
    Sipping at the whiskey, the man and boy stared at the images of men, women, and animals coupling with each other on the screen. There were more drinks, and after a second film was shown, Gacy suggested that the boy walk upstairs. Gacy said he would join him a few minutes later.
    Tullery jerked in a spasm of alarm when Gacy walked into the room and leveled a kitchen knife at him. By that time, the boy was unsteady and sluggish from the effects of the alcohol he had consumed, and the knife was nothing to fool with even if he had been more alert. Slowly he allowed himself to be backed into a bedroom, and stopped only when the back of his legs brushed against the bed.
    Gacy lunged at him and the boy sprawled backward on the bed with Gacy on top of him. Tullery struggled to push the man off and the knife nicked him on the left arm. Blood poured from the cut, spreading over his arm and onto the bedspread. Tullery yelled.
    Apparently sobered by the blood and the scream, Gacy rolled off him and stood up, helping the boy to his feet. They were both panting. Gacy put down the knife. Dabbing at the blood with a paper tissue, Tullery