THE 9/11

GRAHAM REPORT

The True Story of

Three 9/11 Hijackers who were Reported to the F. B. I. Ten months before 9/11

DR. DAVID M GRAHAM

THE 9/11 GRAHAM

REPORT

PART I

MAIN INDIVIDUALS 
in this story (as seen in preceding Pictorial):

Mohammad Jamal Khan (aliases Mohamad Jamal, Mohammad Jamal, Jamal Khan, Muhammad Jamal Khan, others) and (hereafter may be referred to as JAMAL or KHAN)

As of 12 May 2004, Jamal is WANTED as a FEDERAL FUGITIVE by the U.S. Marshals Service for allegedly failing to appear at a recent hearing related to his federal supervised release. 

Jama L allegedly violated his federal supervised release when, on April 10, 2004, he was arrested by the Bossier City, LA police for allegedly soliciting an undercover female police officer for prostitution. 

Graham repeatedly advised authorities to arrest Jamal in lieu of allowing him to run the streets while awaiting deportation hearings. 

Anyone having information about Jamal’s whereabouts should report such information to 1-318-676-4200.

Jamal originally arrived in Houston or NY in 1995, then flew to Los Angeles and, on advise of Jamal’s Saudi Arabian contact, a Dr. Rudas, traveled to Redding, CA where Jamal took airplane flying lessons. 

Months later, Jamal settled in Shreveport and Bossier City in northwest Louisiana, home of Barksdale Air Force Base’s Eighth Air Force Headquarters, the Second Bomb Wing with the mighty B-52, and the 917th Air Force Reserve Wing.

Jamal hustled mayors of both cities for business letters of recommendation, in turn hustling Dr. Graham for an investment. 

Graham visited Jamal’s Eastwood on the Bayou townhouse whereupon he met several suspicious visitors, reporting same to Shreveport FBI on November 1, 2000.

and re-reporting to Shreveport U.S. Secret Service on or about November 7, 2000. After 9/11, Graham identified Jamal’s suspicious visitors as 9/11 hijackers.

In November, 2001 Dallas FBI agents arrested Jamal in Tyler, Texas for a firearms violation that was later dropped and Jamal pled guilty (along with his partner Saeed A. Tanoli) of depositing/wire transferring $9,999.00 at the request of Liaquat Ali during the structuring of fifty thousand ($50,000.00) dollars.


Graham has discovered from very reliable sources that said $50,000.00 was transferred to an individual(s), or organization, in Pakistan. 

After spending about one year in jail (and/or prison), six months of said jail term being for said illegal wire transfer/structuring $50,000.00, Mohammad Jamal Khan was turned over to custody of the Immigration and Naturalization Service (INS) for deportation.

However, Jamal’s Criminal Case No. 02-50014001, under District Judge Tom Stagg of U.S. District Court, Western District of LA, on 19 April 2002, in Jamal’s PLEA AGREEMENT (Section 3) states the following:

“Except, in no case does the United States Attorney for the Western District of Louisiana and the United States Attorney for the Eastern District of Texas agree that there will be no prosecution of the defendant for any crimes concerning the hijacking of any airline or attack on any building or deaths that occurred on or about September 11, 2001...”

Beginning in November, 2002 (and continuing as of of 22 April 2004), Jamal was out on $10,000.00 immigration bond and living across the Red River (from Shreveport) in Bossier City, Louisiana.

Beginning in July, 2003 Jamal unsuccessfully attempted to get his Ark-La-Tex Tires & Accessories business up and going (first on Youree Drive about one block from the Islamic mosque, Masjid Al-Noor (though he avowed to have converted from Islam to Christianity), then moving business to 3117 W. 70th Street) over a period of several months. Since Jamal’s INS (Oakdale, LA) deportation hearing has been Continued (a second time), as of early May, 2004 Jamal sold vehicles at United Dodge on Bert Kouns Industrial Loop in Shreveport, LA for several weeks, until he was fired after being arrested in May, 2004 in Bossier City for alleged prostitution solicitation. As stated earlier, Jamal is now a Federal Fugitive.


The “Graham-Jamal Corroborating Videotape of March 8, 2003” corroborates major portions of the Graham Reports while allegedly implicating Jamal and Habeeb as aiding and abetting at least two terrorist hijackers (9/11Ringleader Nawaf Alhazmi and Fayez Banihammad; and potentially the other 9/11 Ringleader, Khalid Almihdhar), with national security footage being “Redacted.”

IMPORTANT: Mohammad Jamal Khan must not be confused with another resident of Bossier City, Louisiana who is a Palestinian named Mohammad Azmat Khan (who also may be known as Mohammad A. Khan). Mohammed Habeeb Ahmed, MD (alias: Mohomed Habeeb Ahmed, MD) and (hereafter referred to as “HABEEB”)

David Malcolm Graham was an eye-witness to Habeeb escorting 9/11 terrorists Nawaf Alhazmi and Fayez Banihammad into Jamal’s townhouse, and further, Graham’s film termed “Graham-Habeeb Corroborating Videotape of June 24, 2002” which was filmed at Graham’s clinic reveals that Habeeb gave, or loaned, Jamal five hundred ($500.00) dollars to help Jamal support 9/11 terrorists Nawaf Alhazmi and Fayez Banihammad, and additionally (but not limited to), said videotape allegedly further corroborates much of the Graham Report and allegedly implicates Jamal and Habeeb as aiding and abetting at least two 9/11 hijackers, Nawaf Alhazmi and Fayez Banihammad.

According to reliable sources, Mohammed Habeeb Ahmed, MD was arrested by the FBI in the summer, 2003; however, the FBI will not confirm this fact (since a new FBI policy only infrequently releases the names of arrested individuals).

IMPORTANT: Mohammed Habeeb Ahmed, MD should not be confused with following individuals:

(1) former LSUMC nephrologist Dr. Mohammed I. Ahmed; (2) Christus-Schumpert Hospital’s former Shreveport medical doctor, Dr. Mohamed A. Ahmed; potentially a third (3) Dr. Mohammed Ahmed in Shreveport, LA (unsure of exact name spelling).

Saeed A. Tanoli (not pictured), Jamal’s partner pled guilty to similar a felony as Jamal’s in the depositing and wire transferring nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine ($9,999.00) dollars while structuring fifty thousand ($50,000.00) dollars that was sent to individual(s), or an organization, in Pakistan.


Liaquat Ali (not pictured) turned evidence and pled guilty for his part in requesting that Jamal and Saeed A. Tanoli deposit and wire transfer nine thousand nine hundred ninety-nine ($9,999.00) dollars while structuring $50,000.00 which was forwarded to individual(s), or an organization, in Pakistan (according to a very reliable source).

MAIN CHARACTERS (in preceding Pictorial ~ either dead or captured):

Nawaf Alhazmi (hereafter may be referred to as NAWAF or ALHAZMI), hijacker of American Airlines Flt 77 which hit the Pentagon in Washington DC, and, after the Associated Press story on 16 Sep 2003, Nawaf is deemed as “9/11 Ringleader” along with Khalid Almihdhar, the other 9/11 Ringleader. On or about 7 Oct 2000 Graham met Nawaf Alhazmi in Shreveport, LA and reported Alhazmi to Shreveport FBI Agent Steve Hayes face-to-face on 1 Nov 2000, over ten months before 9/11. Alhazmi died on 9/11 during his participation in the reign of terror by crashing into the Pentagon.

Fayez Banihammad (hereafter may be referred to as FAYEZ or BANIHAMMAD) was a hijacker of United Airlines Flt 175 which hit World Trade Center south tower in New York City on September 11, 2001. On or about 7 Oct 2000 Graham met Fayez Banihammad in Shreveport, LA and reported Banihammad to Shreveport FBI Agent Steve Hayes “face-to-face” on 1 Nov 2000, over ten months before 9/11. Banihammad died on September 11, 2001 during his terrorizing of WTC 2 (south tower).


Khalid Almihdhar (hereafter may be referred to as KHALID or ALMIHDHAR), hijacker of American Airlines Flt 77 which hit the Pentagon in Washington, DC, and after the Associated Press story on 16 Sep 2003, Almihdhar is deemed as “9/11 Ringleader” along with the other 9/11 Ringleader Nawaf Alhazmi. Graham never met Almihdhar but Almihdhar’s name was written on a box on Jamal’s kitchen floor and Graham reported Almihdhar to Shreveport FBI Agent Steve Hayes “face-to-face” on 1 Nov 2000. Almihdhar allegedly died on 9/11 in the Pentagon crash (though at least one Muslim newspaper claimed, a few weeks after 9/11, that Khalid Almihdhar was alive).

Khalid Shaikh Mohammed, Al-Qaeda No. 3 and so-called Mastermind of 9/11, was captured in spring, 2003 in Pakistan and interrogated in secret location by U.S. security agents. According to a September 16, 2003 Associated Press (AP) report in USA Today, Mohammed’s interrogation revealed, in part, that Nawaf Alhazmi and Khalid Almihdhar were more important than Mohamed Atta (who was previously thought to be the “9/11 Ringleader”). Other portions of Khalid Shaikh Mohammed’s interrogations later on.


Mohamed Atta was the lead hijacker of American Airlines Flt. 11 which hit World Trade Center north tower. For many months after 9/11, U.S. security agencies believed Mohamed Atta to be the “9/11 Ringleader.” It now appears that Atta was meeting with Nawaf Alhazmi “face-to-face” in the months preceding 9/11 in order to receive and/or discuss messages that “9/11 Ringleaders Nawaf Alhazmi and Khalid Almihdhar” had received from Khalid Shaikh Mohammed through coded chat room Internet messages. Mohamed Atta died on September 11, 2001 when terrorizing WTC 1 (north tower). SECTION 1 Habeeb at Dr. Graham’s Clinic

BACKDROP: A KEY THOROUGHBRED

By the early 80’s I had been breeding and racing thoroughbreds for over ten years, beginning with my first racehorse purchased in California. Paging the Class broke his maiden (his first win) at Hollywood Park by ten lengths while injuring his front left ankle. My local trainer mistakenly thought “three-legged Page” could win with help from a Louisiana Downs veterinarian. So I partnered on the big gelding, primarily due to his bloodline flowing with Khaled, the sire of Kentucky Derby winner Swaps. No pictures at the finish line, but the California stallion named Khaled remained a key to our terrorist account over twenty years later. We will soon go there.

REPORT BEGINS AT CLINIC The official Graham Report is written in third person for accuracy, such as follows:

On March 15, 2000 one of Dr. David Graham’s dental patients, Mohammed Habeeb Ahmed, MD, a cardiology resident from LSU Medical Center in Shreveport, agreed to join Dr. Graham and Phil D. Mayers, DDS, MS in their research study “Gum Disease Potentially Linked to Cardiovascular Disease.” Habeeb also moonlighted in cardiology at the VA Hospital, where upper-floor (eastside) veteran patients have a view of Red River, which meanders between Shreveport and Bossier City

Author’s comments will appear in bold italics, such as follows:

My early opinion of Habeeb was quite positive. Early on, Habeeb befriended my dental staff when he began seeing LeeAnne Scruggs, my dental hygienist. Standing slightly over six feet, Habeeb had typically black hair, medium complexion, and sported a full beard ~ and most women labeled Habeeb a handsome dude.

NAME CLARIFICATION

Since another LSU Medical Center (LSUMC) resident doctor, in nephrology (kidneys) was named Mohammed I. Ahmed, MD, in order to avoid confusion upon paging the doctors at LSUMC, Mohammed Habeeb Ahmed, MD was paged as “Dr. Habeeb.” And, Dr. Habeeb asked most folks to simply call him by “Habeeb.” So I am not being insensitive to the medical doctor throughout these pages when referring to Habeeb.

OUR RESEARCH STUDY Having already partnered oral research with another LSU doctor from India, I considered Habeeb an ideal addition to the team. Then, too, my co-researcher, Dr. Phil Mayers, was extremely excited upon learning that we had a cardiologist on board.


At this point, hold your thoughts on Habeeb until later in the story. HOW DR. GRAHAM MET JAMAL

A couple of months later, Graham ran into an old acquaintance, Tom Collins (name changed), at Murrell’s Grill, a well-known Shreveport greasy spoon located a stone’s throw from Dr. Graham’s dental clinic. Tom looked somewhat depressed, so Graham invited him to the dental clinic to chat. While at the clinic, Tom asked about getting his teeth restored, and they agreed on a plan.


Two weeks later, Collins was quite pleased with his new smile, so he asked Dr. Graham if there was anything he could do in return. David thought a minute, then asked Tom to look for an investor in Graham’s upstart vitamin-dental product company named AdvaLife. Collins smiled broadly, then said he’d see what he could do.

Quite honestly, I did not expect Tom to locate a sophisticated investor, meaning an investor who has a knowledgeable understanding of the business and who has sufficient funds to invest (preferably a healthy net worth) without suffering a dramatic lifestyle change should the venture fail. After Collins had not called for two months, my expectations dwindled even more.

SIDEBAR: GRAHAM’S “COUNTERATTACK” INVESTIGATIONS

While this may appear to be chasing rabbits, my background as an investigative media reporter through my call-in radio show “CounterAttack” on Shreveport’s 50,000 watt KEEL will provide a backdrop for my tenacity when confronted with the alleged Shreveport terrorists. Why would anyone follow through on a situation which, early on, indicated potential danger ahead? Perhaps the answer lies somewhere between a naïve desire for a utopian political system, on one hand, to human nature’s hunger for the simple truth.

Though KEEL’s “CounterAttack” covered a variety of topics ranging from politics to health to political corruption, the latter was my favorite. My investigative reporting of corruption led to citizens calling in with leads of sundry political implications and, on occasion, serious factual evidence surrounding well-known politicians and their cronies. Numerous exposures of wrong-doing sent several politico-types back to the private sector on Vote Day. And there were others.

If it happens to be one’s forte, helping to trap corrupt politicians can become downright infectious. On one occasion, after being body wired, I taped a former drug dealer saying he had paid a former Bossier City five thousand ($5,000.00) dollars to have his drug bust dropped. Other District Attorney across-the-river Shreveport unmentionable evidence has been safely stored (far and wide) in the event certain cases are brought to trial.

THE TEXAS HUNT

A certain young woman, a needed witness named Natalie Preston (name changed), had moved away to the backwoods of a small Texas town with a name that sounded like Ko- mah-neal. No one had any idea where this town was located in the state of Texas. I was asked to locate this woman. Wow! Texas is not Rhode Island.

Well, Natalie was known to hang out with unsavory characters and to be a coke-head. She had been run out of Caddo and Bossier Parishes by Satanic cult leaders who accused Natalie and her girlfriend of ripping off their Satanic paraphernalia. They chased the two women into Texas at a high rate of speed, then lost them. Natalie’s distant relative received a whispered phone call months later with a mention of the small town (phonetically) named Ko-mah-neal ~ somewhere in Texas. Thanks a lot.

TOM AT SINAGRA’S RESTAURANT

It had been a rewarding, yet tiring Friday with a major dental cosmetic case at the clinic. Though I had planned to start my Texas Hunt at 3:00 pm, the temporary crowns kept me busy till 4:15. Taking westward toward Texas out of Shreveport, I stopped off at Sinagra’s Restaurant for a quick coffee pick-me-up. Since owner and my buddy Frank Sinagra was busy making crawfish fettuccini, big Tom Matlock gave me an arm-wave to join his table.

After hearing where I was headed, Tom reminded me that he had been a Texas State Trooper a few years back. Tom was intrigued by the name Ko-mah-neal, and after short contemplation, said he thought the little town was located over half-way to Houston down Texas 59, probably off to the East. Texas just got smaller! Out the door I dashed

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THE SEARCH FOR “KO-MAH-NEAL”

Taking the eastern route off of 59, shortly after 11:30 pm I came upon a group meeting on an outdoor lot. Since it appeared to be a church group outing, or some such, I parked my Stealth 2000 and strolled over for directions. It became immediately obvious that this was no church group, but rather, a Mexican-American bunch who were good-n-drunk by now. Surprisingly, a muscular friendly drunk knew exactly how to get to Ko-mah-neal, even sharing that they had a clean Ramada Inn.

It was 1:10 am and the Ramada Inn was full due to a high school reunion. Put toothpicks under the eyelids and head back to that $21.00 @ day winner. And, boy, was it ever a winner. The motel manager said I should park close to his window to protect my new Stealth sports car. Encouraging. Then all night I was getting knocks on my door for solicitations, ostensibly the sexual variety. Early the next morning, the $21.00 room showed its colors when the sloped, undulating wooden floor caused me to fall flat on my face half-way to the bathroom.

LOCATING THE TOWN KNOW-IT-ALL

Best time to locate someone in a small town is during breakfast. Every town has a Breakfast Club which can be found in small towns by looking for the greasy spoon with the most trucks out front. Simple. Then, figure out which old geezer at the most populous table seems to know everything about everything. That’s the guy you want!

My geezer-club know-it-all was about 75 years young, wore a bright yellow shirt covered with Lee overalls, and sported a serious demeanor accented by deep, vertical lines between the eyes. After my asking about Natalie, the gentleman’s left eyebrow darted skyward, bellowing in major bass tones that he hoped I was the law coming to pick her up because she had gotten his granddaughter into lots of trouble with drugs. I wasn’t about to ask him if his daughter had any complicity in the matter. He said Natalie lived in “the first trailer on the right in that trailer park about one mile back up the road.”

Know-it-all was right on. For one hour and thirty minutes, my body-wire recorded Natalie motor-mouthing about a certain Judge and his heavy involvement in drug trafficking. Forty-five minutes had passed, so I took a bathroom break in order to spin the tape over. All this time, Natalie’s disturbingly mean-spirited, pint-sized boyfriend was staring across the table exclaiming that Natalie should stop telling me all this stuff. It was a relief to feel the tape recorder click on my left thigh as the tape ran out. I had heard more than enough.

Back home, the attorney could not believe what he was hearing. And, oh yes, I had been in the middle of an enormously rough crowd. You see, several months later talkative little Natalie took a shotgun and killed el boyfriend, which sent her to prison for several years. He apparently had been quite abusive, but back in those days one went to prison for shooting an abusive spouse.


Well, I said all that to say this. Between Vietnam and the CounterAttack radio show, my former experiences had placed me in more than one dangerous predicament. Therefore, though a dentist by profession, investigative work was apparently lying dormant in my bloodstream waiting to be discovered. This explains why there was no quit in me once the association with Mohammad Jamal Khan began to snowball into potentially serious security threats.

Day One & The Three Boxes: Alhazmi, Almihdhar and Banihammad

Mohammad Jamal Khan (aliases: Mohamad Jamal; Muhammad Jamal; Jamal Khan; and hereafter also referred to as “Jamal” or “Khan”) is an albino Saudi-turned-Pakistani (Jamal now says he is German descent) who, in 1995, arrived in Houston, Texas (despite Jamal saying he arrived in New York City) from flights originating in Pakistan. Shortly afterwards, according to Jamal, he flew to Los Angeles. Influenced by a “Dr. Rudas,” Jamal’s Saudi contact, Jamal traveled to Redding, California where he took flying lessons.

Around 1996, Jamal arrived in Shreveport and Bossier City, Louisiana, cities nestled on adjacent banks of Red River, and soon to be home to five riverboat gambling casinos in the heart of the Bible Belt. Sprawled next to Bossier City is Barksdale Air Force Base, home of Eighth Air Force Headquarters, the 917th USAF Reserve Wing, and the Second Bomb Wing’s mighty B-52s.

The charismatic Jamal was quick to coddle up to Bossier City Mayor George Dement to manipulate the mayor’s letter of recommendation for potential investors in Jamal’s Bossier City textile company, named Sunrise Textiles, Inc., which proved to be short- lived. Next came a small jewelry venture, with Jamal’s jewelry becoming his carrot for dating Barksdale women who escorted him all over the massive base. Scary thought.

Jamal was bent on becoming a well-known businessman around Shreveport-Bossier City, as witnessed by his debonair photograph, with charismatic smile and arms crossed, which appeared in Shreveport’s Gannett daily, The Times.

First came the press coverage of Jamal’s jump off the Red River bridge and swimming ashore. Demonstrating strength and resilience? More striking, however, was Jamal painting his eyelids with black, kohl eyeliner as a daily regimen, which he continued until after 9/11 (Graham later discovered that many of the Taliban used black kohl eyeliner, and Jamal came from Northwest Pakistan where the Taliban originated. Hmm).


Jamal rented an upscale townhouse at the gated complex Eastwood on the Bayou, dressed conservatively in dark suit and tie, wore black shiny shoes, socialized readily, and was extremely paranoid about Graham giving out his new cell number. 

The scene was set for Jamal to promote his purported second textile company, Global Textile Industry Inc., making sheets, pillow cases, and such, purportedly with his father supplying fabric from Pakistan. 

Then entered Dr. David M. Graham who was searching for an investor in his upstart nutrition-dental product business named AdvaLife International, Inc. Mid-September, 2000: GRAHAM MEETS JAMAL Dental patient Tom Collins (name changed) provided Mohamad Jamal’s name to Dr. Graham (Jamal was not disclosing his last name as KHAN at this time and was spelling Mohamad with only one “m”), Collins saying that Jamal was a strange looking albino Arab with heavy black eyeliner, but talked big money so he might become an investor in AdvaLife. Frankly, Graham could not care less whether Jamal was Muslim or, for that matter, what he looked like. Graham merely viewed Jamal as a legitimate potential investor in AdvaLife.

On or about September 20, 2000: When Graham called Jamal to set a business appointment, Jamal was unusually coy about meeting for breakfast at Murrell’s Grill, or


George’s Grill, or the University Club, and Jamal even rejected meeting for coffee at Barnes & Noble Booksellers. Graham sensed that Jamal was avoiding the public spotlight.

The only place Jamal wished to meet was his townhouse at (garage entrance is official address) 3521 East Lake Drive, Shreveport, LA 71105 (front entrance: 3521 Eastwood Drive) in the Eastwood on the Bayou gated complex, located on Knight Street about 3⁄4 mile south of Shreveport-Barksdale Highway.

I must admit, due to such an unusual telephone introduction to Jamal, I was ambivalent about whether or not to accept Jamal’s invitation. Things just didn’t seem right. But since Tom Collins recommended Jamal as a friendly sort, I accepted.

LEGAL ACCURACY BEGS FOR REPETITION

The reader is asked to indulge several redundant statements in The Graham Report, such as the following repeat of Jamal’s address. Such repeats were legally pertinent to the official Graham Report which I hand-carried to the U.S. Congressional Joint Select Committee on Intelligence in Washington, DC on June 4, 2002 when I personally gave the Graham Report (with the heading “CONFIDENTIAL SECURITY REPORT”) to JSCI Counsel Steven A. Cash.


Later, I personally hand-carried an updated Graham Report (including the “Graham- Habeeb Corroborating Videotape of June 24, 2002”) to U.S. Congressman Jim McCrery on August 16, 2002, followed by McCrery presenting the updated report (with corroborating videotape) to U.S. Congressman Saxby Chambliss, who, in turn, presented said report (with corroborating videotape) to U.S. Congressman Porter Goss, Chairman of the House Permanent Select Committee on Intelligence for consideration as the committee actively pursued its investigation into the September 11, 2001 terrorist attacks on the United States of America.

RED FLAGS GALORE Shreveport : On or about September 26, 2000: Dr. Graham met with Jamal at Jamal’s rented townhouse at 3521 East Lake Drive in the Eastwood on the Bayou Subdivision. Graham received other red flags from Jamal, such as:


1. Graham’s discernment caused him to be suspicious of the three brown boxes on Jamal’s kitchen floor. Applied with a black magic marker, each box had one name hand- printed in ENGLISH capital letters, the names being (1) NAWAF ALHAZMI; (2) KHALID ALMIHDHAR; and (3) FAYEZ BANIHAMMAD. 

On each box, the letters were approximately two inches in height, and the letters were centered horizontally on one side of each box. When Jamal took a bathroom break Graham recorded the names by using his ballpoint pen to print each name on the palm of his left hand.

Without good reason, I was immediately drawn to the names on the three cardboard boxes (one name being on each box). As Jamal and I were talking in his living room, I would glance back into the kitchen and see the boxes. My plan was to outlast Jamal on taking a bathroom break, then jot down the names. An hour or so later, Jamal excused himself to the bathroom.

With note pad out of reach, I quickly jotted each name on the palm of my left hand. The name “KHALID ALMIHDHAR” was a bit clumsy to copy, because of it having few vowels, and I thought perhaps “FAYEZ BANIHAMMAD” was a woman. 

And I considered the name “NAWAF ALHAZMI” as being equally Middle-eastern as the other two. The reader will soon learn about my discovering Fayez to be a man ~ a very disturbing man. At the same moment, one of the other boxes also intrigued me.

My being a former breeder and runner of thoroughbred horses, the name “KHALID” recalled the stallion named “KHALED,” who was bought many years ago by the Ellsworths from the Aga Khan (of the Mideast) to stand stud in California. 

Khaled’s son Swaps had won the Kentucky Derby, so in a whimsical way, I looked at Khalid Almihdhar’s box on Jamal’s kitchen floor as if it were a horse stall. (Months later, my being familiar with the stallion Khaled made it easier for me to recall the name Khalid Almihdhar shortly after discovering his name in the 5 Oct 2001 issue of USA Today.)

To this day, I do not know the contents of the three boxes. Frankly, I feared being caught if taking the time to open the boxes (i.e., I had no way of knowing exactly how long Jamal would take on his bathroom break). 

Hopefully, one day the exact nature of the contents will be revealed during testimony, should the Department of Justice decide to bring Jamal and/or Habeeb to trial for allegedly aiding and abetting the 9/11 terrorists, in lieu of potential deportation(s).


Merely speculating, the mystery of what was in the three boxes could prove to be a shocking eye-opener, if, after interrogations of Jamal and Habeeb, the boxes were proven to be packed with terrorist bomb explosives. On the flip side, contents of the boxes may turn out to be dirty socks and underwear, or reminiscent of Giraldo Rivera opening the secret room of Al Capone ~ empty!

2. Even though the appointment was made for Jamal to be Graham’s potential investor, after five minutes into the conversation, Jamal told Graham to forget his AdvaLife business and invest $25,000.00 to 50,000.00 in Jamal’s textile company. Jamal emphatically said that Graham would have to do no work, but surely would make lots of money. Unbelievable deal. Again, the flag was red.

With this third whammy, I suggested to Jamal that we meet several times to inquire about each other’s investment opportunity and one of us would likely invest $25,000 to $50,000 with the other (even though I had no intention of either “giving or receiving” funds with Jamal; I merely wanted to scrutinize this strange man). 

Jamal liked the idea of meeting often for business talk. My idea was to set the stage for further evaluating the early red flags and determine if I was merely being paranoid about Jamal. By hanging out with Jamal, I felt confident that a relationship would develop whereby I could delve into his past, then play it by ear. My early discernment said this guy must be approached very circumspectly. The investigative wheels were rolling.

3. Jamal hung out daily at the USA CASH store, owned by Ray Hughes, Jr., and said he methodically emailed around the world to his contacts in the Mideast, Europe, and Africa. Jamal said he was a very important person, and that his father also had influential global contacts, even in Saudi Arabia. USA CASH was located at 779 Shreveport-Barksdale Highway, Shreveport, LA 71105, same address as Jamal used on his Global Textile business card.

Jamal’s statement about emailing around the world got my attention. That cinched it. Now my suspicions were flying off the chart! I knew I must hang around Jamal for least several days. One never knows what could develop. And little did I know that Jamal was allegedly, at the least, being used by Al-Qaeda.

4. Jamal’s previously failed Bossier City textile business was named Sunrise Textiles, Inc. Jamal’s new business card featuring “Global Textile Industry, Inc.” with a listed the address of 779 Shreveport-Barksdale Highway, Shreveport, LA 71105, which is the same address as Ray Hughes’ USA CASH, and Jamal’s business card listed Jamal’s Fax number as 318-219-2114. 

The business card spelled Jamal’s name as “Mohammad Jamal,” even though Jamal had told Graham on the phone to spell his name “Mohamad Jamal.” When asked about the card, Jamal said it made no difference how his name is spelled. When pressed about his name, Jamal said that “Mohammad Jamal” was his full name (i.e., claimed “Jamal” was his family name).

Well, many people would think something is fishy if a new acquaintance is misleading concerning the spelling of his name. It was like Jamal was having trouble remembering which lie he told. This first day with Jamal quickly engendered tons of suspicion.

5. Jamal’s gated entrance into Eastwood on the Bayou townhouse complex is about one mile from Barksdale Air Force Base west gate, which will have more significance later.

Since I thought it might come in handy down the road, I wanted to know where Jamal’s family lived in Pakistan. I mentioned my travels while in the U.S. Air Force by getting free “hops” (free plane rides during free time) all over the world: Grand Bahamas; Puerto Rico; overnight in Tripoli, Libya; Germany; Hawaii; Guam; Japan; Philippines; Taiwan; Thailand; and Vietnam R & R (rest and relaxation) in Australia.

I told Jamal that while hopping around the world, I never had the opportunity to see Pakistan. Then I asked Jamal to please take me on a tour of Pakistan on his next trip home. Projecting a puzzled look, Jamal initially indicated it was impossible for me to join him on a Pakistani trip.

6. Jamal said his father lived in Pakistan. When Graham insincerely asked Jamal if he could join Jamal on his next trip home, Jamal hesitated, then said his father could have personal guards for Graham. Jamal said his father used “Khan” as part of his name, and that Jamal’s father once owned an extremely large kingdom in Pakistan, but had lost most of it during the political struggles there. Jamal said that his father still had political power in Pakistan and even in Saudi Arabia.

7. Though Jamal is married to a wife in Pakistan, and glowingly showed Graham a picture of his wife and blonde daughter, Jamal dates women from Barksdale Air Force Base and “just loves going to the BX and all over the base”. When Graham asked why he dated women, since he is a married Muslim, Jamal chuckled saying, “I’m not the regular kind of Muslim. My wife is in Pakistan, and I like women, so I date all the time. Besides, I am Americanized.”

For openers, I had never met anyone in my life with as many red flags! There was no way I’d let this guy sell me a used car. Obviously, I was extremely suspicious of Jamal, without a clue as to what he was instigating. But, to say I was intrigued is an understatement. Of high priority, I was quite concerned about Jamal having escorts around Barksdale Air Force Base, home of the B-52s and it being Headquarters for the Eighth Air Force and the 917th USAF Reserve Wing. Jamal had disturbing access to Barksdale.

I’ll go ahead and disclose a couple of important red flags at this juncture, so that the reader has more ”biggies” on the same list.

8. Ray Hughes, Jr., owner of USA CASH, allegedly invested $10,000.00 with Jamal on “other ventures,” and Hughes would invest more, according to Jamal. Hughes owned a black Navigator SUV and would tail Jamal around town. Hughes wanted to buy Jamal a large white moving-size cargo truck, which Jamal later pointed out to Graham on Youree Drive in Shreveport near Squire’s Tux Rental business.

9. Jamal changed his cell phone number frequently and was unbelievably paranoid about giving out his numbers.

Due to the early red flags, Graham’s sole purpose in hanging around Jamal would be to evaluate the possibility of Jamal having sinister plans for Barksdale. Early on, Graham knew for certain that he (Graham) wanted no part in doing business with Jamal, and that meant both not investing in Jamal’s purported business nor receiving any funds from Jamal for AdvaLife.

At this early stage, I was truly mystified with everything surrounding this Jamal character. Everything out of his mouth was strange and was exponentially milking my deepest suspicions. To say I was dubious of Jamal is putting it mildly. The man was completely off the chart! SECTION 3

Day Two: Graham Fears Barksdale AFB Flight-line Bombing

On or about Tuesday, October 3, 2000:

In an effort to further scrutinize this strange Mohamad Jamal, Dr. Graham was determined to befriend Jamal over the next couple of weeks. Graham was playing a charade’s game with Jamal concerning Graham’s interest to invest with Jamal’s new textile company called Global Textile Industry, Inc (this company name only being recalled by Graham in 2002 after seeing Brenda O’Brock’s physical evidence of Jamal’s business card which husband Jim O’Brock located in late January, 2002 wherein Jamal spelled his name differently as “Mohammad Jamal” as opposed to “Mohamad Jamal”).

For a second time, Jamal wished to meet at his Eastwood on the Bayou townhouse. On all three of his visits to Jamal, Graham entered through the parking lot entrance, which is (official address) 3521 East Lake Drive 71105.

JAMAL’S LANDLORDS WITNESS GRAHAM’S VISIT

Graham and Jamal talked business for fifteen minutes or so. Then, the landlords, Debbie and Sam Huggins (fictitious names), entered the townhouse. Sam said he remembered Graham from church a few years ago at The Christian Center. Graham vaguely recalled meeting Sam.

Sam excused himself and Jamal to the kitchen. They proceeded with a quiet discussion while standing next to the three boxes marked (1) NAWAF ALHAZMI, (2) KHALID ALMIHDHAR, and (3) FAYEZ BANIHAMMAD. Debbie and David remained in the living room making small talk for ten minutes; then, Sam and Jamal rejoined David and Debbie. Five minutes later, Sam and Debbie left the townhouse, with a cordial goodbye.

Sam and Debbie dropping by on or about Tuesday, 3 Oct 2000, to visit with their tenant, Mohammad Jamal Khan, carries the importance of corroborating the fact that I was actually in Jamal’s rented townhouse during that time-frame. Having talked with Sam on several occasions since that time, Sam repeats that the entire Jamal episode is quite unnerving to he and Debbie, and he does not wish to discuss it any more because his father (Jewish faith) would be upset if discovering that Sam had rented to Jamal. JAMAL’S ENLIGHTENING CAR RIDE IN SHREVEPORT

Jamal gave Graham a ride around Shreveport, with Jamal devoting a considerable part of the trip trying to convince Graham to postpone starting his (Graham’s) AdvaLife company. Jamal said he could make Graham tons of money by Graham investing $25,000.00 to $50,000.00 in Jamal’s purported textile company without Graham lifting a finger.

En route, Jamal pointed to the large white cargo truck (the size of a large moving truck) marked “For Sale” and parked on the east side of the street in approximately the 3400 block of Youree Drive, Shreveport. Jamal said he needed that truck, but the owner of USA CASH (who Graham later discovers to be Ray Hughes, Jr.) wanted to buy a newer truck as an investment with Jamal.

Jamal said the owner of USA CASH had already invested over ten thousand ($10,000.00) dollars and will provide Jamal with more funds. Hughes lived at 3522 East Lake Drive, Shreveport, LA 71105, across the driveway from Jamal; Hughes’ rented townhouse was owned by Walter and Doris Lang (names changed), who were friends of Sam and Debbie. Graham’s opinion was that both the Huggins and the Langs were fine, upstanding landlords who merely needed tenants.

GRAHAM WORRIES OVER THE CARGO TRUCK

Back to the used white truck Jamal wanted to purchase: Graham immediately envisioned a repeat of the horrific Oklahoma City-style bombing on the Barksdale AFB B-52 flightline, since Jamal had access to Barksdale Air Force Base through his girlfriends stationed at Barksdale AFB, women whom Jamal showered with jewelry (from his former kiosk business at Pierre Bossier Mall in Bossier City).

Additionally, former U.S. Air Force Captain Graham was well-schooled in Vietnam, having seen enemy satchel charges and rockets exploded on U.S. aircraft at Bien Hoa Air Base flight line. Graham did not want a repeat performance with bombings at Barksdale.

JUMPING TO CONCLUSIONS ?

Some weeks later, I discovered that Jamal was also getting dates for “other Arabs” with women stationed at Barksdale, which meant that “more than Jamal” had access to the sprawling U.S. base. Beginnings of some type of plot? Am I merely thinking conspiratorially?

Worst case scenario: Paint a sign on the large truck such as “Barksdale Laundry Service” and check through the West Gate of Barksdale Air Force Base. Ease along at 10 mph straight toward the B-52 flight line. Three blocks away, put the pedal to the metal and crash through the flight line gate at 70 mph. Varoom!! The truck bombing takes out four B-52s, heavily damaging three more, destroys two huge hangars, taking sixteen American lives with eighteen seriously injured! Very scary thought. Today, I understand security is extremely tighter at all entrance gates and near the B-52s.

The truck bombing scenario was envisioned so plausibly, I entertained the thought of immediately calling the Shreveport FBI. As a civilian, I was faced with a heavy decision: Should I hang out with Jamal and dig deeper, since I had established Jamal’s trust, or should I call the FBI at this point. It was apparent that our solid relationship warranted gathering more information; but the thought of seeing a Barksdale truck-bombing on the evening news was giving me sleepless nights.

Well, I made the choice which I would never recommend to another U.S. citizen. I postponed calling the FBI, and was extremely fortunate that nothing happened to Barksdale in the interim. Nervous days followed.

JAMAL HAS ACCESS TO BARKSDALE AFB

Shortly, while on said trip around Shreveport, Jamal got a call from one of the women from Barksdale whom he was dating. The surprise call had Jamal grinning from ear to ear as he whispered sweet nothings. Graham and Jamal proceeded to Jamal’s townhouse in the Eastwood on the Bayou complex, as usual entering through the parking lot entrance. Jamal mentions the noisy, arguing neighbors living in 3519 East Lake Drive; Jamal thinks it may be some guy and his girlfriend.

It was not until October, 2003 that I discovered from 3519 East Lake landlord, Jack Smothers (fictitious name), that one of Smother’s tenants during October, 2000 was allegedly an Smothers also owned the townhouse at 3523 East Lake Drive, located immediately to the west side of Jamal, occupant allegedly being . Since these folks lived next door to Jamal, the FBI is well advised to interview these folks, including Smothers, any of whom could provide valuable information about Jamal’s visitors during October, 2000.

JAMAL: “COFFEE-COCKTAIL” FOR GRAHAM

After Dr. Graham faked some business talk and began to exit, Jamal offered a parting cup of coffee, and Graham accepted. Jamal tossed Graham a magazine at the end of the kitchen table, saying it would only take a few minutes to make the coffee. Buried in his article, Graham paid little attention to Jamal’s small talk as he flapped his jaws while facing the sink. Gently placing Graham’s coffee cup on the table, Jamal then chose to sit at the opposite end of the rectangular breakfast table, causing Graham to wonder if Jamal was going to break out the candles next.

Jamal began to tell how international trade can involve scam artists. Taking a sip of coffee, Graham asked Jamal to provide his best example of an international scam deal. Jamal began by saying that after the product sale is closed, a supplier ships the product after a modest down payment. Graham began to feel drugged after two small sips of the hot coffee. Jamal talked rapidly while flashing a wide grin, saying that the products arrive, but the payment balance is not made immediately.

Graham’s head began to feel heavy, and he said he needed to go. At this point, Graham unquestionably knew he had been sedated. Jamal continued, saying that the third-world country “political appraiser” would devalue the products. The supplier would then be offered about twenty per cent of the original agreement, or the seller had the option to pay for shipping the product back to the U.S. Laughingly, Jamal says most Americans do not pay to have the product shipped home and get screwed out of 80 per cent of the money.

At this point, I was truly baffled. In my drowsy condition, I worried that Jamal could be planning to attack me personally ~ physically or otherwise? How was I to head off Jamal’s ploy? Lord, provide guidance.

Graham had long-since masqueraded drinking the coffee, by only touching his lips to the coffee cup rim and tilting the cup. Suddenly, the answer to Graham’s dilemma! Treat Jamal like you would a growling dog. Jumping to his feet, Graham pointed his finger straight at Jamal’s face and quickly stated that he would call Jamal later about the Friday night Evangel-Airline football game in Bossier City. As planned, Jamal was temporarily startled, and Graham, though groggy, managed to exit quickly while concentrating on every clumsy step out to the parking lot.

THE SEDATION THEORY

David’s friend Steve McCall later theorized that Jamal had in mind copying Graham’s credit cards, after Graham passed out, in an effort to extract funds at a later date. Brother Steve was possibly right on target!

After escaping Jamal’s townhouse, with head spinning, I drove my forest green ’94 Acura the one mile back to my residence. It was a battle just to get myself inside and hit the bed.

The recovery nap lasted almost three hours. Upon awakening, and after shaking the Jamal-inspired sedation, I had lots to think about. For certain, I now knew Jamal was no run-of-the-mill immigrant. He was up to no good – big time no good! I had a choice. Either avoid Jamal altogether, or hang out long enough to see what made this guy tick. I chose to hang out. But since Jamal just drugged me, how could I cautiously travel with him to the Airline High-Evangel Christian Academy football game next Friday night? SECTION 4

Airline vs. Evangel Football Game

October 6, 2000: Airline High vs. Evangel Christian Academy football game: Days before the “coffee-cocktail,” Shreveport’s Evangel Christian Academy (1999 USA

National Champions in football) was the carrot that Graham dangled before Jamal. A FETUS SAVES THE DAY

However, after enduring Jamal’s coffee drugging, Graham was obviously not excited about hosting Jamal to the promised football game. Certainly not alone. Well, Scott Winston (name changed) called Graham on the Friday afternoon of the ball game. Since his wife was sickly from being pregnant, Winston offered to pick up some guys in his Suburban for the game at Airline Stadium in Bossier City.

Since I had avoided contacting Jamal about the game, Scott’s call on Friday afternoon was perfect timing. Safety in numbers!

JAMAL’S FOOTBALL EXPERIENCE

Scott Winston and his cowboy friend dropped by Dr. Graham’s dental clinic to pick up Graham, Michael Steiger (name changed) and Jamal in Winston’s Suburban. At the game, Winston, “Tex,” and Steiger did not wish to be seen with Jamal, with his blondish- dyed albino hair and black eyeliner. In the ticket line, fans were buzzing about Jamal’s strange appearance (with the dark eyeliner). Retired Shreveport Fireman Bud Williams screamed across half the stadium for David to join him for the game. Graham sat directly in front of Bud while Jamal sat next to Graham, in front of Bud’s pal Carter Anderson. Bud, a Jonathan Winters look-alike, wasted no time donning his comedian persona.

Bud Williams had a new butt-of-the-joke victim, and Bud’s victim was Jamal. Corny stuff the English would simply love. Bud began with his double-sided blank business card, telling Jamal that business was slow. Just before half-time, Bud said he forgot his money at home, and asked Jamal to cash a small check. Jamal looked at me in bewilderment as Bud pulls out a copier-reduced check about one inch long by one-half inch. In the Third Quarter, Bud centered on his wife becoming maxed-out-beautiful after forty-five years in paradise with him. And, no, Jamal didn’t slip a sedative in my Dr. Pepper.

JAMAL’S POST-GAME INVITATION

Believe me, Bud Williams had thoroughly befriended Jamal. Before the game ended, Carter invited Jamal and Graham to attend his Sunday morning class at the Friendship House behind First Assembly of God Church. Jamal acted excited about the invitation, so Graham promised Carter that he and Jamal would be there in the next couple of weeks.

After the game, Graham and Jamal were dropped off by Winston at Graham’s dental clinic. Fresh from sampling Jamal’s coffee-cocktail, Graham was skeptical about being with Jamal and made sure that he and Jamal remained outside the clinic for a few minutes of conversation. Jamal then invited Graham back to his townhouse for business talks the next day. At first, Graham had mixed emotions about accepting. But after promising himself not to accept any refreshments or snacks, Graham accepted Jamal’s third invitation to visit at Jamal’s townhouse.

SIDEBAR: BREVITY HAS ITS ADVANTAGES ~ DAD’S REUNION

This being a short chapter coupled with Shakespeare noting that any treatise cries for a bit of comic relief, I relate a short story involving my late father.

In late May, 1981, Dad called me on the tele bright and early one morning to beg me to drive him and Mom to his last reunion at the Mizpah Methodist Church in South Carolina. Dad was 89 years young at the time. Having previously accompanied Dad on several of his reunions, I recalled that the settlement of Mizpah had long-since been deserted by residents.

My mind quickly ventured to the little Methodist church with arched windows and green roof ~ and a porch on both front and back ~ a church build by my Dad’s grandfather. And how could I forget the gorgeous towering, moss-laden oak trees hovering over tombstones of sundry shapes and sizes, sporting numerous family names of Graham and Kirkland.

Then, too, years earlier I had met my gorgeous second cousin from St. Louis. Sure, Dad and Mom, let’s take off for South Carolina!

TWO FIVE-MINUTE TALKS

Mizpah Methodist Church was devoid of air-conditioning and eight large overhead fans stirred the hot air on this June day; but everyone had a wooden-handled hand-fan with a picture of Jesus on a hillside surrounded by white sheep. It was most adsuredly a scorcher inside that little Methodist church, like perhaps 90 degrees. But everyone was smiling ~ and generating lots of carpal tunnel with those hand-fans flappin’.

We were meeting in the church-house to hear three five-minute speeches: a young attorney represented the young people; one of my pretty blonde 50-year-old cousins representing the middle aged; and my father would carry the baton to the finish line while representing the very mature attendees. In creative fashion (tongue in cheek), they were all three asked to speak on the same subject: “What the reunion means to me.” Each speaker was asked to stand next to the pulpit, in succession, where a traditional microphone, with stand, was ready to go. The young attorney was lively, quite amusing, and kept his audience for the full five minutes. My cuz also did a great job, relating how she was astounded by each reunion getting better and better ~ if only we could air-condition this place! Her last statement brought a round of energized applause. By this time, about two hundred aunts, uncles, cousins, and want-a-bees were profusely sweating in their Sunday best. And they were about to endure one more hot 5-minute talk ~ from my Dad.


DAD’S “5-MINUTE TALK”

After being introduced as a successful real estate man from Shreveport who had started countless Methodist churches, Dad, with cane in hand, quite slowly and methodically struggled toward the old wooden altar. The fans fanned faster, and one could almost hear the restless crowd thinking, “Wow, we’ll scorch before old man Graham raps himself around that mike, much less endure his 5-minute talk that will undoubtedly be in a whisper ~ wish I had waited under the old oak tree.”

Dad accepted the mike from the handsome Methodist pastor, looked the crowd straight in the eye for ten long seconds, and surprisingly bellowed in his strong bass voice:

“What the reunion means to me! When a man is 89 years old and travels seventeen hundred miles for his reunion ~ folks, the facts speak for themselves!”

Quickly handing the mike back to the pastor, Dad’s cane first touched the floor as the stunned, yet appreciative, crowd suddenly broke out in thunderous applause.


Morale of the story: In certain situations, brevity can be almost divine. So, please resist demeaning my short chapters. In return, hopefully the reader will find it rewarding.