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Growing up in NOVA, you knew about the Pagans. NOVA was their birthplace and the source of the bulk of their original members. They established themselves as the toughest biker gang in the area during the late 60s and early 70s. By 1970, they had fired a hundred shots at a rival gang in the Safeway parking lot at Lee Hwy and Harrison St. in Arlington; had participated in a huge brawl with police in Newark; and were known as a bunch of serious roughnecks.
One thing The Pagans didn't like was people forming independent biker gangs and would attempt to intimidate the rival gang into joining The Pagans or disappearing. This was taken to a whole new level in 1970. Some guys in Alexandria formed a biker gang called The Saints and immediately became a rival for The Pagans. Two of these guys were Lewis Hartless and Richard Newland. Newland lived at 330 N. Columbus St. in Alexandria and Hartless also lived in Alexandria. Both had roots in Roanoke. Some kind of dispute broke out near Newland's home that resulted in Hartless firing a gun and wounding a Pagan.
The Pagans got their revenge on March 26. They abducted Newland at gunpoint in downtown Alexandria and broke into Hartless' motel room on Rte. 1 in Alexandria. They drove them to their headquarters at the home of Richard Allen Scarborough of 2145Pimmit Drive in the Pimmit Hills neighborhood near Tysons Corner. Once inside the house the Pagans tortured Hartless and Newland for several hours. Then they drove them to the intersection of Rte. 7 and Lewinsville Rd. where they stabbed and shot Hartless and Newland.
Police managed to get one of the Pagans to talk and charged ten of them. Alexander "Head" Akers and Bradley "Lucifer" Hinckley were eventually convicted for murder and sent to prison.
i had three uncles that were members of the Saints mc the Coffey boys Mutt Bill boy (the nice guy bandit) and Randy (rudy) (BLUE) jones they where members at the time of the beef with the pagans my aunt Georgie coffey was a biker old lady of the saints im looking for any more history on the saints mc
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DeleteWell thanks, now I'm not sure what I said it was 3 years ago! :) I knew Rick Newland and Lewis Hartless (Weasel). My sister dated Rick for a short time when he was in the Saints. He was really a nice guy made the worst mistake of his life messing with the Pagans. I remember some others at the time Porky Bruce Barker, vaguely remember Georgia and her sister Julie.
DeleteThere are Saints where I come from in North Alabama. They have one of the classiest club houses Ive ever been in and are all righteous guys. Ive spent a few nights there over the years and always enjoyed thier company. Im sure you could find them on the interwebs or googletron and reach out to them. They are old school and show respect to all unless disrespected.
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ReplyDeleteI'm mark jeffrey "doc" sanders .i knew "head" in fairfax jail 70 and in "m" building at powhatan later on when he and gregory "killer " harris were out in the tier as runners. i always wondered what happened to everyone from those days since i moved to nebraska to raise my son 20 yrs ago. those were wild and strange times ...and so long ago...another world that no longer exists...except as vague foggy memories in the attic of our minds...... mark jeffrey sanders and my little boy ."chance "who is in 6th grade and on the honor roll....again..life is very,very good...!
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments. I'm glad you found your way. What was Head like in prison?
ReplyDeleteWhen i ran into head he was in what they would call supermax or lockdown at the state farm.i came in on a parole violation.since there was no room in the west housing unit , we had to wait in lockdown for some hardheads to move out.thats when i ran into head after 20 years.he and greg harris had a little business going on which was convenient at the time.it was all about the money as always.i also ran into bradley hinckley over on west housing.i hea.rd head got out and was living down in roanoke.
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ReplyDeleteYou all sound like you know the past well... I am looking for some pictures of STUMPO... Love the man so much. Don't have any pictures and would love to see if anybody out there does and would share... And a question about Lucifer... Was he the one who was found on the side of the road half dead and survived? Also what was his ol ladies name? By chance Marie?
ReplyDeleteMy dad was a Pagan from PA.. Stumpo was his name. Anyone remember him? Pics? Old stories? He was the President of Marcus Hook early 70's. I would love any info anyone could share.. Love and miss him so much.
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ReplyDeleteI'm heads neice. He's brother Fred Falwell's daughter. Also known as 5ive he actually passed away from cancer about 15 years ago. I'd love to hear more stories.
ReplyDeleteI'm heads neice. He's brother Fred Falwell's daughter. Also known as 5ive he actually passed away from cancer about 15 years ago. I'd love to hear more stories.
ReplyDeleteI remember both the Pagans and The Saints back in the 70's. I mainly knew a lot of the Saints however. I've heard of Head/Pagan and what I heard was really bad, but don't know first hand. But just that he was someone you didn't want to get on the bad side of. I remember when the Pagans kidnapped Lewis "Weasel" Hartless, from the Wilcox' motel lodge and he had a cast on one of his legs. I heard, straight out of the mouth of Detective Cunningham's mouth what they done to him. It was so awful what they done. So much torture, removing his cast, cigarette burns, stabbing, breaking bones and then finally killing him. Weasel was really a sweet guy to me and from what I seen, he was nice to everyone. Never seen him made or fighting anyone. This was when I was a young teenagers.
ReplyDeleteMy mom had parties in our house a lot and the Pagans had been there a few times as well as The Saints, Hells Angels and some others. This was on North Kings Hwy in Alexandria, Va. Anyone remember any of that going on ?
Hi Unknown what was your Mom's name? I knew some of the Saints too. The two I knew were murdered by the Pagans Rick and Weasel.
DeleteLots of memories growing up in the 70's. Hear Pimmit hills is still partying like hell. Last I seen Dickie Scarborough he was mopping floors in Loudon county jail. Pack Rat was also a trustee. Many years of Geeen and Sherman sticks. What a long strange trip it was. Some good memories, some bad. Some of them guys back then were some good guys. Then you had the really bad ones. The bad ones usually get what they deserved.
ReplyDeleteIn the mid to late 70s, a president of the Roanoke Chapter of the Pagans MC, was killed in a motorcycle accident. Jerry (Squirrel) Eller was a kind person. He was a husband and father, and had a real job. He also worked on motorcycles. He was working on my boyfriend's Sportster at the time of his death. Afterwards, his wife Lenore was put in the federal protection program. Her son Robbie was given to her parents and they never heard from her again. Doug never got his motorcycle back because the mother club from Pennsylvania came down and took everything. Yes, the Pagans are not to be messed with, but people need to know that they are also fathers and husbands, and work real jobs, and contribute to their communities.They don't just go out into the world and create havoc on the world. You respect them and their families, and they will respect you.
ReplyDeleteHi my dad was in the pagans, late 70s early 80s. He passed away when I was 12 from suicide. We lived in davie county north carolina. Some of his brothers who are no longer alive and some maybe alive. They were, hawkeye, buzzard, reverse, and whitebear. I really miss my dad. We still have his harley to this,day. If anyone knows anything about the people mentioned please email me. My dad's name was ricky, "barefoot" smith
ReplyDeleteI remember the Pagans in the late 70's. I actually attended one of their parties when I was 15. One of my close friends was a fairly big time local cocaine dealer and was the local Fairfax county chapter's main connection for a while. He knew "Daddy Rat" real well so he got invited to one of their parties. My friend brought me and a couple of other friends along. It was at a house on Belmont Bay in Lorton. It just so happened that we knew the band that was playing for their party that night, down on a dock in the back of the property. I'll never forget pulling right into the middle of that party. Pan heads, knuckle heads, shovel heads all lined up in a row. When we got out of the car every Pagan that was there GLARED at us until Daddy Rat came over and hugged my friend. We hung around for about 30 min, talked to the band and then made a quick exit. We could have stayed but after this 300lb Pagan went a' rolling down the hill holding on to a cooler w beers and ice flying every where, they all got real riled up and roudy. We decided that we didn't want to be the next item on the entertainment for that evening. I also remember them showing up at a mini-woodstock event around that time. There was some guy who would do these locally where it was three days of bands in an outdoor venue, under the auspices of raising money for "Jerry's Kids". This particular one was held at the gravel pits right behind Hayfield H.S. After partying all that day, the Pagans showed up right around dark. Just like the Hells Angels at the Stones concert at Altimont Speedway in CA,the Pagans came riding right into the crowd. I literally lept out of the way to keep from getting hit and this guy stopped right there and shut off his bike. He just stared right through me and I have to say that while a lot of biker momma's ain't much to look at, the chick on the back of his bike could have been a model. Not wanting to look scared nor wanting any trouble, I slowly walked away.
ReplyDeleteAlmost forgot. My cocaine dealer friend tried to recruit me to play guitar at Pagan parties. I had been playing for about 2 yrs at that point and was pretty good. He told Daddy Rat about me and they wanted me to come play. I told him he was nuts; i.e. it would have been great at first - free beer, liquor, "crank" until one of them didn't like what I was playing. At that point I would have been lucky o get out of there with just my guitar and amp destroyed, LOL.
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