Death
At the time of his murder, Goldman was working as a waiter at Mezzaluna Trattoria, a restaurant located at 11750 San Vicente Boulevard in Los Angeles. Nicole Brown Simpson, a friend of Goldman and the ex-wife of O. J. Simpson, had called to report that her mother Juditha Brown had accidentally left her eyeglasses on the table. After a quick search, they were discovered in the gutter outside the restaurant. Although Goldman had not served Nicole's table, he agreed to take them to her home after work. Some authors, including attorney-author Gerry Spence and the LAPD detective, Mark Fuhrman, have cited this fact as evidence that Nicole and Goldman were lovers. Goldman told friends he and Nicole were just friends.
Before returning the eyeglasses, Goldman stopped at his apartment, located at 11663 Gorham Avenue in Brentwood, to change clothes and possibly take a shower. When he arrived at Nicole's residence, located at 875 South Bundy Drive, he was murdered along with her on the walkway leading to the residence. He was just a few weeks shy of his 26th birthday. During a reconstruction of the events, police believe he had arrived during or shortly after Nicole's murder and was stabbed to death.
O.J. Simpson was tried for the murders of both Goldman and his ex-wife. In October 1995, after a public trial that lasted nearly nine months, Simpson was found not guilty of both murders. In a 1997 civil trial, a jury found Simpson liable for the wrongful death of Goldman and awarded $33 million (USD) in damages to the Goldman family.
Goldman is buried at Pierce Brothers Valley Oaks Memorial Park in Westlake Village, California.
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