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15 thoughts on “Trailer

  1. What a poignant film this will be. I am wholeheartedly touched by the story of this family’s struggle to acknowledge, accept, and consciously move forward following the sudden and seemingly unwarranted death of a loved father, grandfather, friend. We suffer so many tragedies, simple to horrific, as human beings, all throughout our lives. No one is spared.
    I feel, through this trailer alone, the confusion, loss of identity, and desperation for completeness, wholeness, that this family has experienced as a result of this violent act upon their loved one.
    It is all the better that the intricacies of our deeper ill-raced American relations are weaving throughout this film experience. I look forward to the finished, expertly edited 😉 version. Bravo.


  2. I wanted to shout, “No! No! More!” when the trailer came to an end. This little, low-key snippet has captured my heart, and I am longing forward to the full film. You are doing such a beautiful job.

  3. My name is Mark DellAcqua and in 1972 I attended St. William of York school in Baltimore with Susan Selhorst, daughter of Henry Selhorst. I believe we were in the 7th grade and at the time for a 12 year kid the muder seemed so surreal and not much was discussed. From what I remember the Selhorst family moved to California shortly after the murder which only placed what happened further out of the minds of the people who knew the Selhorst’s. I believe there is something to gain with the release of this film because race relations haven’t improved much in 40 years primarily because of the lack of discussion. I plan to support the post-production costs to hopefully hasten the release of the film.

  4. In 1972 I was in the 7th grade @ St. William of York school in Baltimore and I remember when this event occured. One of my classmates was Susan Selhorst, daughter of Henry Selhorst. Looking back @ 12 years of age the story seemed so surreal, so unimaginable. I remember a short time after the tragedy the Selhorst family moving to California which made it easier for people to not talk about it. Crimes like this just didn’t occur in our neighborhood and in hindsight a lot of things were not handled properly because some people were afraid and didn’t know how to respond and others had an agenda which was not for the greater good. The film made me wonder if much has changed in 40 years and would things be handled differently if it occured today. I’ll let greater minds answer those questions but what seems very apparent to me is the lack of anyone wanting to talk about race relations and how to in a very real and genuine way. There are a lot of short-sighted agendas available but it seems to end there. I’m sure the film is a step forward and plan on supporting post production work. God Bless, Mark.

    • Mark, we are touched by your comment and the sentiments within it. We only hope to address all of these issues in a thoughtful, compassionate and useful way. Thank you so much for watching. – Mary

  5. I remember when this happened. We were living on Stamford Rd. Such a horrible, senseless, stupid killing. I wish you peace and perseverance in your quest. And it’s good to know that you haven’t forgotten the injustice. It has nothing to do with black/white. It’s a cold blooded murder and someone needs to pay for this.
    Keep up the fight.

  6. My name is Aaron Selhorst, I was born November 1973. I never knew my Grandfather Henry Selhorst. I have only vague second hand knowledge of this taboo event from within my own family. I am looking forward to learning more about my own history….finally.

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