This man was a good student at Woodrow Wilson High School in Tacoma. He was active in his local Methodist Church and was actually a vice president at his church’s youth fellowship board. He was a boy scout and very well-liked by his troop. He went to university, but it seems he was often distracted or not interested in the subject matter. It seems psychology was his thing, and he graduated with honors from the University of Washington in 1972. I should add, and his professors loved him.
He had a strange start in life, as his young mother was ashamed she had him out of wedlock, and so he grew up believing a lie he had been told that he was actually adopted son of his grandparents and that his mother was his sister which he discovered the truth later in life.