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20 Years Ago

This is the 20th anniversary of Jeffery Dahmer’s death.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeffrey_Dahmer

http://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=wZJMF1LD7PcC&dat=19941129&printsec=frontpage&hl=en

Daun Richert-Slagle suing Lifetime

I hope that she wins.

A woman who was the sole survivor of a serial killer who claimed the lives of at least eight victims is suing Lifetime and parent company A&E Television after the network portrayed her as a prostitute in a recent made for TV movie.

Daun Richert-Slagle, from Chico, California, was a 21-year-old mother of three back in 1990 when she was assaulted for several hours by Keith Hunter Jesperson, the man who would eventually become known as the Happy Face Killer.

According to Slagle, it was only because she had her young son with her at the time that he eventually agreed to let her go.

Now, in the new Lifetime film Happy Face Killer, Slagle is being portrayed not just as a prostitute, but as a woman who willingly had sex with the serial killer in front of her own child.

Slagle has responded by filing a lawsuit against Lifetime and A&E Television.

‘Some of these things could literally destroy my career,’ the registered nurse said in an interview with KTLA.

‘In this particular case, Lifetime took somebody who had an innocent involvement with a serial killer and turned her, for whatever creative license or entertainment value, into a prostitute, into somebody trying to extort money, into being an unfit mother, which is completely deplorable,’ added her attorney Tre Lovell.

Videos, pictures and much more detail:

http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2776407/Sole-survivor-vicious-serial-killer-sues-Lifetime-falsely-claim-young-mother-prostitute-new-TV-movie.html#ixzz3F2UMsfu4

 

How dare they victimise her again,.

Aaron Hernandez

I had seen Aaron Hernandez referred to as a serial killer. My first thought was no, he is just a thug. USA Today thinks along the same line.

If juries ultimately believe what prosecutors and police in Massachusetts allege, former New England Patriots tight end Aaron Hernandez isn’t just the man who orchestrated the killing of his friend, Odin Lloyd.

He’s a man who police say killed three people, and tried to kill more.

But this doesn’t necessarily mean Hernandez is a serial killer, said Helen Morrison, a forensic psychiatrist who has done extensive research on some of America’s most notorious killers.

“A serial killer is a person with a very severe lack of personality structure. He’s not a person,” Morrison told USA TODAY Sports prior to two new murder indictments that were made public Thursday. “The serial killer just almost has a sense of continuing to kill as an act. It doesn’t have any motive. It doesn’t have emotion attached to it. It doesn’t fit in the context or anger or revenge or the things that we think people commit homicides for.”

 

He does not fit into the serial killer profile at all.

“What we see in this guy, Hernandez, is motive. Anger and rage are motive. Whether he thinks he’s being wronged or taken advantage, he’s just going to kill people,” Morrison said. “He just seems to be a guy with a tremendous amount of rage. He doesn’t seem to be psychotic or mentally ill, like a lot of the mass shooters are, just sort of does what he wants to do. ”

Morrison said the fact that Hernandez surrounded himself by friends is another element that distinguishes him from traditional serial killers, who tend to be loners.

Some have also tried to blame some kind of gang affiliation to his crimes. Again, not likely.

Dr. Carl Taylor, a sociology professor at Michigan State who has studied gang culture for more than 30 years, said his observations of Hernandez’s behavior after his televised arrest and subsequent court hearings last year brought to mind old-school mobsters, an organized crime boss rather than petty criminal.

“This is not simply about gang signs. This is being a gangster at a high level,” Taylor said prior to the two new indictments. “He doesn’t seem to be shaken.”

I would not even credit him as a ‘gangster at a high level.” I think he is just a thug who thinks he is untouchable because he played a sport professionally. He also probably thinks that that will bring him some credit in prison.
I hope not.

The whole article is here. 

20th anniversary of John Wayne Gacy’s death

It’s been 20 years since John Wayne Gacy was put down, I hope that it has been 20 years of suffering.

There is an interesting article about him here.

Chicago’s most notorious serial killer was put to death at Stateville Correctional Center twenty years ago today. One of his Death Row attorneys still feels the way in which her life and career were altered by him and recalls just what a sick, twisted, and funny son of a bitch John Wayne Gacy was.

Like the time Gacy noted he didn’t enjoy movies like most people—he rooted for the bad guys.

One of the things that makes many serial killers so dangerous is that they know how to get you to like them.

Once when Gacy called their home, Joe Conti answered. “You should request strawberries for your last meal, John, you know why?’’

“No, Joe, why?’’ replied Gacy, happy to play along.

“Because they’re out of season.’’

Yet even a father whose profession is humor can’t prepare you for the comedic stylings of John Wayne Gacy.

Like the joke in which Adamski’s sister died and Gacy sent a card with a sensitive and tender message on the front. Inside was a picture of a naked woman in a casket with her legs spread wide. The caption: “We wanted to remember her in death as she was in life.’’

I have to say that IMO joking about a last  meal and a dead sister is different. Both messed up but…..

By the time Gacy lay lifeless from lethal injection, Conti and Adamski had invested more than $400,000 in billable hours (adjusted for inflation) and a good portion of their mental health.

How did they ever expect to collect? I am sure that they took this case for the experience not the money. They had to know that even if he did not get a death sentence he would still be locked up. The article also states that they offered to represent him again at a later time to try to over throw the DP. i really doubt that they ever expected payment, they just wanted to be the ones to represent him.

They were subjected to death threats (none of which were investigated, Conti notes). For years, an unknown man would send Conti disgusting pictures of mutilated bodies, and they were ostracized by people on both sides of the death penalty debate.

I have to wonder if the person that sent pictures was mad that they were representing Gacy. I think that is a sick way to express that but it is possible that there was no direct link to Gacy.

As Gacy’s execution approached he joked he would be at Adamski’s next birthday, a chronological impossibility. Conti got Gacy to record a birthday greeting and then put it on Adamski’s overnight messages the night before his 44th birthday.

“Hi ho, I told you I’d be at your birthday,’’ Gacy’s voice chirped brightly in Adamski’s ear, only moments after he awoke, but months after the execution.

That would not be funny.

It is really a great article.

John Wayne Gacy

 

His victims:

John Wayne Gacy, Jr.

Known victims

Tim McCoy (the “Greyhound Bus Boy”), 15 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

 John Butkovich, 17 years-old.
He worked for Gacy as a ‘roof carpenter’ his body was buried under Gacy’s garage

 

Darrell Sampson, 18 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

Randall Reffett, 15 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

Samuel Stapleton,  14 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace 

Michael Bonnin,  17 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

William “Billy” Carroll, 16 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

Rick Johnston, 17 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

Gregory Godzik, 17 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

John Szyc, 19 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

 Jon Prestige, 20 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace 

Matthew Bowman , 19 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace 

 

Robert Gilroy, 18  years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

John Mowery, 19 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

Russell Nelson, 21 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 

Robert Winch, 16 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

 Tommy Baling, 20 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace  

David Talsma, 19 years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

William Kindred, 19years-old.
His body was found in the crawlspace

Tim O’Rourke, 20 years-old.
His body was found in the Des Plaines River

 

Frank Wayne “Dale” Landingin, 19 years-old.
His body was found in the Des Plaines River
Investigators found Landingin’s driver’s license in Gacy’s home 

 

James Mazzara, 21 years-old.
His body was found in the Des Plaines River 

 

Robert Piest, aged 15 years-old.
His body was found in the Des Plaines River 

 

The ones that got away

 

Name: Jeff Rignall, 26years-old.
Has written a book. 

 

Name: Robert Donnelly, aged ?? years-old.
Date: sometime in December of 1977

 

Unidentified victims

Eight of Gacy’s victims are still unidentified. It is also believed that there may have been other victims never identified or found who were buried at other locations.

 

Case File 954UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: July 31, 1975 to April 1976
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 15 – 17 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’7″ – 5’11”
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Medium brown, curly hair.
  • Dentals: Available
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History

The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 955UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: June to December 1976
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 19-21 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’11” to 6’2″
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Dark brown hair.
  • Dentals: Available. Most likely suffering from a bad toothache at the time of his disappearance.
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History

The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 956UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: June to December 1976
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 22-28 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’2″ – 5’6″
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Medium dark brown hair.
  • Dentals: Available. Two upper front teeth were missing. Most likely wore a denture.
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History

The victim was located
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 957UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: Undetermined
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 18-20 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’7 – 5’11”
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Prior fractured left collarbone.
  • Dentals: Available
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History

The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 958UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: December 20, 1976 – March, 1977
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 25 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’7″ – 5’11”
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Dark brown hair. Prior fractured nose.
  • Dentals: Available
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History

The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 960UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: June – December 1976
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 17 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’5″ – 5’10”
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Dark brown hair.
  • Dentals: Available
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History
The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 961UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: July – September 1977
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 18-20 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’1″ – 5’6″
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Brown hair. Fracture of right elbow within 2 months prior to his death.
  • Dentals: Available. Both upper eye teeth extracted prior to death.
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not Available

Case History

The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

 

Case File 962UMIL

Unidentified White Male

  • The victim was discovered on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois
  • Estimated Date of Death: June 13 1976 – December 1976
  • Skeletal Remains

Vital Statistics

  • Estimated age: 20-24 years old
  • Approximate Height and Weight: 5’8″ – 6’0″
  • Distinguishing Characteristics: Light brown hair.
  • Dentals: Available
  • Fingerprints: Not available
  • DNA: Not available

Case History

The victim was located on December 28, 1978 in Norwood Park, Illinois.
One of 9 unidentified victims of convicted and executed serial killer John Wayne Gacy. Twenty-nine of Gacy’s victims were located buried in the crawl space of his home or under his garage. Four were found in the Des Plaines River. There are 33 known victims.
It is suspected that there may be more.

From Murderpedia

 

 

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jJCPdZnRc-Y

 

 

Richard Hutton found alive.

Now She Has a Name; Heidi Balch

Now She Has a Name: When a Serial Killer Visited My Small Town

Until the day the golfer spotted a dismembered head in the cool waters of Stony Brook, the scariest beast in Hopewell was the New Jersey Devil. As elementary school students, we were shown videos of the Devil rampaging flocks of sheep and terrorizing farmers in the Pine Barrens. This was frightening, to be sure, but the Pine Barrens were several hours by car southeast of Hopewell (pop. 2200) and the videos never showed the Devil’s face owing to budgeting constraints, as the filmmakers could not afford any special effects. Plus we had a professional hockey team named after him — the Devils — and they were an inspiration to young children, not a menace.

I remember receiving the news about the head late one night in a house in the Sourland Mountains in 1989. My friend George and I were locked in a fierce battle of Nintendo Ice Hockey, the chief variables of the game being to decide whether to choose a slow, plump player, who could shoot the puck hard and check anything in his path; a skinny player who was extremely lithe but who had a weak shot and could be easily bumped off his skates; or a medium-sized player who was a compromise between the other two body types. It was an addictive formula, and one that Nintendo continues to exploit in its games today. Anyway, we were engrossed in this battle when George’s parents mounted the stairs and solemnly told us that a severed head had been found in a creek by the Hopewell Valley Golf Club, and added that they had locked the doors and we’d been up late enough playing-your-games-and-you-should-get-some-sleep.

We did not sleep that night, of course. The thought of a head without its body was something that had never occurred to us, and we were old enough, about 10, to know that someone had killed this body before lopping off its head. We consoled ourselves, as our world views splintered and cracked, by watching The Ultimate Warrior thrash his opponents on the World Wrestling Federation until the sun pried open our dreary eyelids.

The local news followed the story of the severed head closely, and blood tests eventually revealed that it contained the AIDS virus. In 1989, AIDS was associated with two things, gays and blacks, and we believed you could contract it by cutting your head on metal and that the symptom was a long white hair on your tongue and throat. This only compounded our sense of terror: a dismembered head with a misunderstood virus.

The place where the head had been found was more bizarre, the seventh hole of an idyllic golf club. My family didn’t belong to the club, but I had been there with friends to swim in the pool, which had a deep-end colored a malevolent blue, so bottomless were its waters, and lifeguards that sneered as they twirled their whistles around their fingers. In my memories, the swimming pool is always sun-dappled and solar flared — enough to please J.J. Abrams — because we only went swimming on sunny days. Hopewell was a small town, and safe and complacent with its five churches, its family-owned deli, sport hunting shop, and pharmacy. It had once been a hotbed of the Ku Klux Klan, and before that a scene of fierce resistance during the Revolutionary War. Charles Lindbergh’s baby had been kidnapped from a second story window, and then discarded in the woods just outside town, but by the late 1980s Hopewell had become a desirable backwater with its ample green spaces, acres of woods, pristine creeks, Harvest Festival, and Memorial Day parade, where kids of all colors could roam freely without fear. We would ride our Huffies and Schwinns by the golf course, right over the spot where Stony Brook, the stream in which the head had been found, dipped beneath the road.

As time went on, and the head was never claimed, rumors began to circulate, and always seemed to end in one of two possibilities: the Mafia or a serial killer had done it. Serial killers were, of course, far scarier to a 10 year old than the Mafia. Unlike the Mafia, which (television had us believe) followed a moral code, serial killers were imbued with their own unique compass. As a kid, my main concern was to find out how many other killers were out there, because that would promote my survival. My parents reassured me that we were safe — what else could you say to a child about such a thing? — and I would believe them until the sun went down and our home filled with shadows. But there were deeper questions, too: Why hadn’t anyone noticed that a head was missing? Wasn’t the family looking for the head? The thought that no family member cared enough about this person’s head to claim it back was even more terrifying. If your family can’t search for your missing head, then what good are they, in the end?

Most of my questions about the head were fed by what my parents called “an active imagination,” but in hindsight the threats were never were too far away. While vacationing at my grandparents’ cabin in Wisconsin, my mom hid an ax under the bed because the bodies of slaughtered children had been turning up in the woods, before Jeffrey Dahmer had been caught; my best friend in Hopewell had once lived in Arkansas down the street from the mother of John Wayne Gacy, a serial killer who had apparently visited her regularly as my friend rode his bigwheel tricycle down the street.

Much later, working with asylum seekers in South Africa, I regularly met men and women from the Democratic Republic of Congo who fled war-torn areas where roving militias dismembered the bodies of civilian victims. The difference was that the practice was fed by a heady mix of psychotropic drugs, psychological warfare, and perverted interpretations of animist traditions. The scale of such murders was terrifying, but there were reasons in place. It was war and the militias feared the spirits of their victims. There was a certain logic.

As a Nigerian-American, I’ve also become accustomed to a few stereotypes, most of which revolve around Nigerian email scams, but also the selling of body parts. Not just internal organs, but arms, legs, feet, little fingers. (Just watch the South African film District 9, and you’ll see Nigerians who get off on dismembering people and also having sex with aliens from outerspace.) But again, there is a sort of reasoning to that illicit traffic. The bodies for these occult rituals are sliced apart for spiritual purposes, not as ends unto themselves.

Last week, after a 24-year search for more information about the head, the New Jersey State Police finally discovered the identity of the victim. She was a prostitute who had changed her name no less than 15 times, and she was identified by DNA tests that matched her with her aunt, who had filed a missing persons report with the police in 2001. Her name was Heidi Balch. She is believed to have been the first victim killed by Joel Rifkin, who confessed to murdering someone with the name of one of her aliases in 1993, and who had been sentenced to 200 years in prison after killing 17 prostitutes on a rampage. Rifkin claimed to have begun murdering prostitutes because he had contracted AIDS from one.

The HIV virus was the main character of South African author Kgebetli Moele’s 2009 novel The Book of the Dead, and the protagonist moved from victim to victim boasting of its conquests. It was not Moele’s best book — that would be Room 207, a must read — but it was chilling to read how the virus thrived on intimacy and broken relationships. Revenge was never the point of the virus in that story: it lived only for the sake of living. Rifkin, by contrast, claimed to be butchering for revenge and not for pleasure. In this, the fictional virus holds the moral upperhand, for it doesn’t pretend to be serving some larger purpose.

Like science fiction, serial killers twist our values on their head and allow us to reflect back on ourselves — What would happen if our planet had two suns instead of one? Or if we communicated through telepathy? — and, in the case of serial killers — what if you didn’t care if you killed someone? Or took pleasure in the killing? Serial killers are big business. Their psychological profiles and crafty, nefarious plotting can be patiently examined in a television series like Dexter or Bates Motel and people will watch them.

Only after I read the news about the discovery did I realize how long I had suppressed even thinking about the murder. For two decades, I now realized, I had been holding my breath as we drove along the road past the golf course; and all that time the head loomed spectral and ghoulish in the crenellations of my mind.

The New Jersey State Police managed to trace Heidi Balch’s identity by searching records of prostitution offenses at the time. If my consciousness was first shattered in 1989 when they found the head, it was this fact that shattered it again. Heidi Balch was killed because she had been pushed, by will or by circumstance, to the margins of our society to the extent that her very livelihood was a criminal act. Rifkin, Dahmer, and Gacy preyed on the weak and marginalized. It’s hard to imagine a sober conversation about legalizing prostitution in America today or empowering sex workers with rights, especially when abortion laws are becoming still more restrictive. Heidi Balch was unclaimed and nameless for 24 years. Now we know her name, but if she were alive today what would prevent us from forgetting her again?

Again we see how far the ripples of a killer reach into society. How it touches kids and parents and how and what they do.

Serial killer Anthony Sowell’s aftermath continues

Serial killer Anthony Sowell’s aftermath continues to stoke fears on Cleveland’s East Side: Phillip Morris

Convicted serial murderer Anthony Sowell’s Imperial Avenue home in Cleveland,OH, is demolished, Tuesday, December 6, 2011. But fear in the wake of his slaughter remains strong in certain Cleveland communities.

I first met Renee when they started pulling bodies out of Anthony Sowell’s backyard in 2009.

She called and said she wanted to talk to a reporter. She warned me that she was in the middle of a nervous breakdown and needed to scream.

When I arrived at her East Side home, Renee met me at the door with a picture of Kimberly Yvette Smith in her hand. She gave me the photo and began to shake and sob uncontrollably.

Awkward and haunting doesn’t begin to describe that introduction, but it’s the moment the serial killing became real for me.

Kim, an attractive young lady, was the ninth woman to be found buried in the home of Anthony Sowell, the convict Cleveland serial killer. She was also a close friend of Renee’s, as were four of the other women whose remains were found at the Imperial Avenue property.

But Renee wasn’t worried about Sowell. His career was over. She was worried about someone else; a man who she believed posed a continuing threat to her.

“I’m scared, Mr. Morris. There is someone else out here raping us. I was raped in July at gunpoint. The same guy, with the same M.O. has raped at least three more of my girlfriends. How can we get this guy off the street before he kills someone?

I’ve thought of Renee often in recent days as the level of tension and fear begins to rise again in certain neighborhoods on Cleveland’s East Side — neighborhoods near the house where Anthony Sowell killed and stashed the bodies of eleven women.

Police took the extraordinary step this week of issuing a warning to women to remain vigilant against stranger abductions as they seek whoever killed 20-year-old Jazmine Trotter and 45-year-old Christine (Crissy) Johnson-Malone.

The bodies of these two Cleveland women were found about a mile from each other last week in the Mount Pleasant neighborhood. Both died of head trauma and strangulation. Police say they have no evidence the incidents are connected, but a highly stressed community is already rushing to its own judgements.

The fear that another serial predator might have emerged continues to evolve, especially with the news Monday of an attempted abduction in the general vicinity of the two killings.

Perhaps it’s a community’s overreaction. But that is what can be expected in the wake of a successful serial killer, who operated under a city’s radar for years. Even after Sowell’s 2011 capital conviction, the paranoia and fears he stoked live on.

The current attacks have caused some to wonder whether another violent sociopath has picked up the killer’s mantel and resumed his work.

Cleveland, to its benefit, has changed in some important ways since Sowell made women disappear. The city’s police department doesn’t take missing person’s reports as cavalierly as it once did. Officers appear quicker to handle the complaints and more eager to ascertain a missing person’s whereabouts.

And the community is much quicker to report those who go missing. Families are doing a better job of keeping an eye on their own lost sheep and vulnerable loved ones.

Such proactive behavior helps improve the overall level of public safety, as sloppy predators – like Sowell – no longer have the luxury of operating in a climate marked by rank indifference.

Still, the warning and plea of Renee continue to haunt me. I don’t know if she’s living or dead. I have been unable to locate her.

If you’re out there Miss RYO, give me a call.

Her concerns remain just as valid now as they were when we spoke.

The first line of defense against a predator remains vigilance. Members of a community who assume direct responsibility for each other thwart a serial killer from operating under our radar.

Original Article

Gacy’s blood may solve old murders

http://usat.ly/TB5Qpz Gacy’s blood may solve old murders Detectives have long wondered if serial killer John Wayne Gacy had other unknown victims. To view this story, click the link or paste it into your browser.

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