In “Killers Killers Everywhere,” a sweet little old lady (that would be me) remembers the following: her multi-millionaire aunt who is, allegedly, a serial killer; her doctor father who was so violent he was run out of town by vigilantes before he could become a shooter; her three great uncles who demolished their getaway car when they hit a cow on the way to robbing the train called the Gold Special where they killed four men; her uncle who ran black ops in the CIA; her great-great-great-great grandfather who was a marquis who lived at Versailles and met his death at the cold, clean blade of the guillotine; and her violence-crazed Ivy-league boyfriend who conned rich white kids into joining his cult called “Weatherman” and blowing themselves up. Yes, it’s been quite a life. Here are those stories.