Trial For Suspect in Murder of Trevor Earley Begins with Dramatic Opening Statements
Jake Combs
The long-awaited jury trial for Jake Combs, accused of the murder of 25-year-old Trevor Earley, got underway with a packed courtroom yesterday. Second District Supervisor Michelle Bushnell attended also reflecting the public interest in the case. However, due to the limited seating capacity of the small courtroom, an overflow of four people had to watch the trial via video conferencing.
According to John Chiv who attended, the final jury panel consists of 12 jurors, evenly split between six men and six women, with three alternates, one man and two women.
The jury was brought in before anyone else, accompanied by an extra bailiff.
Deputy District Attorney Whitney Timm delivered the prosecution’s opening statement, providing a detailed account of the events leading up to the tragic shooting. Timm painted a picture of a night that began with camaraderie and ended in tragedy. According to her narrative, Earley and Combs, along with their friends Zeb Humphrey and Elias Antunez (Eli), went shooting together and then spent the evening at a local bar before the group went to Antunez’s Combs’ home in Alderpoint. Humphrey eventually left but the other three stayed.*
Trevor Earley
Timm’s description of the shooting, based on statements made by witnesses, showed that Combs’ dog, a large, young Cane Corso, bit Trevor Earley on the face. Earley reportedly said that he was going to kill the dog. And soon afterward, Combs’ shot him.
John Chiv, who was there, wrote a detailed account of the trial and the dramatic opening description of what occurred by Deputy District Attorney Whitney Timm. Click here to read Chiv’s account.
*Note: some changes to our earlier account were made with the assistance of someone who attended the trial.
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Nothing goes better together than Guns, Alcohol, and motor vehicles.
And dont forget vicious dogs.
You forgot to throw in Alderpoint …!
Thank you Kym for linking and you did an excellent summary. I know this trial is very important to the close knit Alderpoint community which is evident from their attendance at every hearing.
Huh- I’m stumped. If a huge dog attacked and bit my face I would want to shoot it. But if somebody was threatening to shoot MY dog then I would want to shoot them. But then that one guy got bit AND shot so I guess I;m on his side…
I, for one would prefer neither. I know it’s not a funny joke poking fun at the less fortunate, and I’m sorry for that.
No I’m not joking. Somebody died and that’s who gets my sympathy.
Gotta be really careful when drinking with folks. People are quite different under the influence of drugs and alcohol. Inhibitions suppressed.
Sometimes the evil twin from inside comes out….or the incredibly stupid twin…
Folks r generally careful whom they consume psychedelics around, and where. Set and setting. Yet with booze, the assumption seems to be ” fuck it. Let’s get drunk. I can handle my liquor. what. U cant? Pussy!!” like a bravado thing. Not talking shit here, I got in more than my fair share of hard ( HARD) drinking as well. But please ya’ll….dial back ur friends that can’t hold their liquor ( or tend towards the demonic when wasted), and more importantly…get shit faced( if u must) in a safe environment. No paved road driving. Put the guns away after the 2nd drink or so. Lest u give the rest of us rabble rousers a bad name. Thx.
Oh…last thought….life is much better when u put the bottle down, babies. ?
This guy name is Mike Ogn he is drug addicted used to work around Miranda like a grower but doesn’t know shit and they kick him out
Bottom Line:
If guns ? weren’t involved the man & the dog would still be alive.
People love the 2nd amendment, but day after day, murder after murder we realize guns ? kill
I’m sure I’m wasting my time since you already have your mind made up that an inanimate object is evil and has the capability to do harm to people on their own.
What do all homicides have in common? Guns? Nope. People are the common denominator. People shoot other people, guns don’t. People also stab, strangle, bludgeon, poison, drown, and run over people when they can’t control their emotions.
Where’s all the homicide by fist then?
Firsts and feet kill way more people then AR15, or all rifles combined for that matter.
Well they do happen. One right in the little town of laytonville, my friend Kenny fisher died after being sucker punched in the head by a pile of shit who had previously been in prison for a homicide he committed against another guy in the exact same way. What do you mean, “where are all the homicides by fist?”
Guns do not kill – people make the gun a weapon.
Guns make people the weapon.
More like if people weren’t fucking idiots the man would be alive.
I’m sorry but guns don’t kill, people do. Yes, someone pulled the trigger but the gun didn’t do it.
I was visiting a biker acquaintances auto restoration shop once who had been on the other side years earlier of a battle between me and the bikers over their renting a house on my street. I was sitting at a little sort of French Cafe street table and his 120 lb. Pitt bull was about 40 feet away lying down on a rug. He told me a couple of funny anecdotes about people mauled by his dog and said that if he said the magic word his dog would be on me in a flash. So I took a Smith and Wesson Chiefs out of my windbreaker pocket and put it on the table. Awhile later a completely inebriated and wired up to the max Jan Michael Vincent came in and said some guy dropped him there. He was friends with Space, the biker, now a sailor I understand, and asked for a ride to find some lowlife friends trailer. I took him and we drove around while he tried to recognize the terrain. Finally I left him at some fields and he walked up a dirt road next to a eucalyptus windbreak. No Eucalyptus branches fell on him unbelievably. Oh, and I pushed the bikers off my street also at gunpoint. That was 45 years ago and I was full of vim and vigor and gosh darn it, it was my first home I owned.
this must have been 1985. your in a windbreaker w a 38 special in one pocket.
Kinda looks like the dog might have bit the owner too a while back.