Full disclosure time: Like Tim Bosma, I was born and raised in Ancaster. I was a year ahead of him at Ancaster High School. I recognized his face but never knew him or his family.
Dellen Millard was born into a respected aviation family, with lots of money, property, cars and planes. That must've been a big asset, considering his evolution from sociopath to psychopath.
Seemingly unchecked his whole life, his impressive powers of persuasion complimented his toy collection and made it easy to surround himself with a cadre of lowlife halfwits. And it helped begin his life of criminal activity, which escalated from drug dealing and petty theft to murder. Last June, he was found guilty of killing Tim Bosma (he will also stand trial for two more murders, including that of his father) and will, most certainly, spend the rest of his life in jail.
But while a night in the drunk tank reforms most people, I imagine Millard being unmoved by his current predicament – 25 years to life to start.
Consider that Millard had been in jail nearly three years before his trial and, in front of the Bosma family, he still charmingly (arrogantly) waved and smiled at witnesses – even to those very detectives who gathered the evidence against him.
Dellen Millard will likely spend his days and years in jail convincing the more simple-minded inmates that he didn’t do the crime or crimes. Or that he did do them. Or that there are so many more killings that the police will never know about.
He’ll be King Shit in a world of turds, proudly taking advantage of the fact that there are idiotic sycophants in jail, just as there were on the outside.
But time doesn’t stop – not even for Millard. And it’s nice to know that his powers will fade.
For the rest of his life, as the world keeps turning, he’ll look into the same mirror every day and see how the years are whittling away his handsome face. His hair will recede, thin and grey. Wrinkles will his obscure his attractive features. And, staring at the same walls of his little cell every day, his sight will prematurely blur. After that happens, he’ll have another three or four decades to go.
And people will stop believing his bullshit stories as this aged loser, who is no longer rich nor handsome, will just be a crazy old man.
I wonder, at that point, will Dellen Millard, who has taken (at least) a life, who has wreaked unending havoc and pain upon a fine family, will find even a bit of humility in himself? You’d hope so, but I wouldn’t count on it.
At least, like a old animal in a third rate zoo, we know that we can forget about him and allow him to live, then die, in anonymity, separated from society and away from our family and friends.
No, that pedigree isn't helping him now.