Leno and Rosemary LaBianca - Later Years

Later Years

After his divorce, Leno decided to sell the wholesale business that he had inherited from his father and focus on the expansion of Gateway Markets. During that time, he also graduated from USC with a degree in finance. In 1958, LaBianca met Rosemary while she was working as a waitress. The two fell in love and were married in 1960 in Carmel, California.

Leno had begun living out his dream of breeding and racing thoroughbred horses and began distancing himself from the grocery business. In 1967, Rosemary and a partner began a successful high-end women's clothier called the Boutique Carriage. The couple bought a home in Los Feliz that was previously owned by Walt Disney, but sold it in 1968. The same year, Leno bought the Waverly Drive home that he had grown up in from his mother and settled in with Rosemary and her son, Frank.

In the summer of 1969, a number of odd occurrences frightened the LaBiancas. The couple noticed when they returned from being away, items from their home were missing and their dogs were outside the house when they had been left inside. It was later learned that Manson and his "family" members had burglarized several houses in the area while the residents were away.

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