On Friday I stopped by the Q-106 studio on Central Avenue, and when I walked in, there was a slightly rumpled man at the counter writing on paper. The receptionist was staring at him in a sort of “uh…yeah…” way. I introduced myself to her, said that I was there to pick up some tickets that I had won, and she excused herself to get the tickets. The rumpled man – perhaps 40, maybe 60, wearing dirty clothes and baseball cap and smelling like sour milk – continued scribbling on the paper. A minute passed. Two minutes. He glanced at me, put the pen down, and began talking.
He rambled about how we should all be on the lookout for a man – Jim Fiedler? – who had escaped from the Lewis & Clark County jail last month, and was wanted for murder, theft, and assault. He gave details about this man, explaining what type of vehicle he drove, that he was a pastor in Helena, and so on. And all of this information came to him in a “vision.” From “the Lord.” Of course.
The receptionist returned, gave me the tickets, and had me sign for them, all while the rumpled man continued talking. She and I exchanged the “oh boy…this guy ain’t right” glance, wondering if he was more dangerous than the man that he was warning us about. He then told us – he assumed that I worked there, I suppose – that if this escaped prisoner showed up at the radio station, we were to immediately lock the doors and call the police. He made sure that she took possession of the piece of paper. We assured him that we would be careful, keep our eyes open, etc, and he slowly inched towards the door. He then offered his hand and thanked me for my help, and then left the building.
The receptionist breathed a sigh of relief. I asked how long the man had been there; she replied about half-an-hour. I asked her if I could take the sheet of paper, and she seemed only too happy to be rid of it. And now, for your enlightenment, I present The Paper:
Wow. I did some random Googling to see if there was any basis for what the man had ranted about, but turned up nothing other than an actual Pastor Jim Fiedler in Helena. Nothing about any crimes or malfeasance. Do any of you have any idea what this was all about?