By Brad and Sherry Steiger
In 1971, Slatzer met Anton La Vey, the High Priest of the Church of Satan, and his wife at the home of a movie studio publicity man. During their conversation, he learned that La Vey was fascinated with Marilyn Monroe.
"We socialized for dinners and such over a period of about two years," Slatzer said, "Then in August 1973, Anton contacted me and told me that about every eleven years astrologically a cycle would repeat itself and the 'dark of moon' would come back on Saturday, August the 4th, just as in 1962 when Marilyn had died. La Vey needed someone who knew Marilyn very well to help manifest her."
Bob agreed to La Vey' s picking him up about 10:30 P.M. La Vey had received permission from the then-current owner of Marilyn's home to be there. Although she would be closing the gate, they were welcome to sit in the cul-de-sac.
The location of the house was such that if an interloper were to intrude, there would be no place to run and hide without scaling a six- to seven- foot fence on either side. Their car was positioned against the gates, looking out, and there was no one else around.
Bob Slatzer sat in the front seat on the passenger's side with Anton; La Vey’s wife was in the backseat. Anton had a tape recorder with prerecorded songs from Marilyn's films. At about 11:45 P.M., he turned on the recorder very softly. Anton had a penlight that he held down low by the steering column, and he began reading something he had written. Slatzer remembered that it was sort of like “tongues or a chant or something” that he didn't recognize.
About 12:15 A.M., the night was still. Not one single blade of grass was moving. The leaves on the eucalyptus tree by the corner of the house were still.
All of a sudden, Slatzer recalled, a terrific wind came up. The tree seemed to have an isolated wind blowing on it--yet nothing else on either side of the road was moving. It seemed as though the wind was blowing toward them.
“Then from out of nowhere,” Slatzer said, “this woman appeared! It was just like somebody set her there. She had on white slacks with a little black-and-white, splash-pattern top, little white loafers, and I could see a shock of blond hair. She started walking toward the car. I had goose bumps all over!
“Then my journalist's mind wondered if this was a setup by Anton. I knew he had been in town for a couple of days, but I didn't think he'd do anything like that. He seemed too intense and serious about his work, and he didn't seem to be that kind of person.
“This figure began walking slowly toward the house--or it seemed toward our car since we were sitting in the driveway in front of the house. I asked Anton if he wanted to turn a light on. He sort of tapped me on the knee to keep quiet! I noticed that Anton was sweating profusely.
“The figure came slowly toward us and stopped about 30 feet in front of the car. Anton had dimmed the music a little and finished his chant when she was about halfway to us.
“All of a sudden, she veered off to our left. There used to be a big tree there, and she just stood there, almost as if she were made of cardboard, with kind of a wooden look, but the figure was highly. recognizable as Marilyn!
“Then I really became a believer! She was so real! Anton's wife exclaimed something. I looked around at her. She had practically turned white and looked almost petrified! Anton‘s breath was taken, I can tell you that!
“Marilyn hesitated for a minute, her hands clasped. It didn't appear that she was looking directly at our car, but she seemed to be looking at an angle past us. It appeared to me as if she was looking past the gates, as if she wanted to enter the gates and go in but didn't want to pass the car.
“Then she turned to her left and slowly started to walk down the middle of the boulevard. She was about halfway when I told Anton to turn the lights on. He said no, and appeared as if he was frozen and stuck in a fixed position!
“I had my door open to the point where if I pushed it, it would open. Anton had the car doors and inside lights rigged so that they would not interfere when the doors were opened. I had the door ajar so in case I wanted to get out, the door would not make a disturbing noise when opened.
“By now, Marilyn was about three-fourths of the way down the street. Without saying anything, I decided to get out. I was going to walk after her.
“I took off and walked as fast and as quietly as I could. When I was about one hundred and fifty feet away from her, she turned, and as she turned, she walked to the middle of the street--and vanished into thin air!
“I noticed a little ditch where water was coming down from drainage ditches. The ditch on either side of the street was about two and a half feet wide. When I had hurriedly walked through the water, I noticed my footsteps left an imprint on the other side. The apparition of Marilyn had been taking short, small, measured footsteps on the other side of the road. There were no other footprints. If the ‘being’ had stepped over or walked across the water, it would have made a very noticeably different movement from the small steps it had been taking. I'm not saying that she walked on water, but if even her heels had touched the water or walked through it, there would have at least been a dripping of water.
“Anton and his wife came up to me, and their flashlights further proved that my original examination and observation was true. Anton said that he was shaken by the whole experience. He begged off dinner, saying that he was completely drained and that he had no appetite. All he wanted was to go back to his hotel, take a shower, lie down, and go to sleep.”
La Vey, author of such works as The Satanic Bible (1969) and The Satanic Rituals (1972), died on the day before Halloween in 1997.
Bob Slatzer told us that he had told the story of the materialization of Marilyn Monroe only to one person besides psychic-sensitive Clarisa Bernhardt and that was to the author Norman Mailer, who told him, “I do not disbelieve it. I do believe these things.”