Tunnel vision can be the ultimate enemy of justice. In this riveting exploration of the Margaret Ebbe murder investigation, we reveal how a questionable FBI profile led detectives down a singular path focused on former university employee Charlie Stone, potentially blinding them to other suspects and evidence.
The Ebbe family, desperate for answers about their mother's brutal killing, hired private investigator Thomas Reed, who embarked on a costly and ultimately absurd pursuit of Stone. From staking out his Pennsylvania residence to ordering pizzas from the Domino's where he worked just to interact with him, Reed's investigation reads like dark comedy—expensive hours billed with nothing substantial to show for the effort.
Meanwhile, the case took a devastating turn when Metropolitan Detroit magazine published "The Two Mrs. Ebbes," a cruel article that painted a lurid and largely fictional picture of the victim's personal life. Based heavily on the FBI profile and questionable sources with personal grudges against Ebbe, the article suggested she had willingly participated in bondage with her killer—a narrative that shattered her family and misled the public.
What makes this case particularly troubling is how the FBI's behavioral science unit was credited with solving previous high-profile cases when there's little evidence they contributed. Yet their profile in the Ebbe case was treated as gospel, narrowing the focus of the investigation dramatically while potential leads went unexplored. Despite Flint Police maintaining an impressive clearance rate for homicides during a record-breaking year of violence, the Ebbe case remained frustratingly open.
As the episode introduces us to Art Ludwig and his wife Nancy Lepore, new threads begin to appear in this complex mystery. Their seemingly perfect life together creates an intriguing counterpoint to the main investigation, suggesting connections that will become clear as Jeffrey Gordon's deadly secrets continue to unfold.
Have you ever wondered how a murder investigation can go wrong despite the best intentions? This episode shows exactly how confirmation bias and overreliance on profiles can derail the pursuit of justice. What would you look for if you were investigating this case?
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Speaker 1 (00:01):
Welcome to the Murder Book.
I'm your host, kiara, and thisis part four of Jeffrey Gordon's
Deadly Secret.
Let's begin so.
Detectives Kinn and the Catchwere not the only ones on
Stone's Trail.
The Ebbies were too, or ratherthe private investigator they
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hired.
It was a somber Thanksgiving forthe Ebi children.
Less than three weeks aftertheir mother's murder they
gathered at their dad's parentswho had been devastated by the
news.
One of their relatives askedwhat they were going to do about
the murder.
The kids had not been planningto do anything.
It was in the cops' hands.
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The relative said if it hadbeen her mom she would do more.
She would hire a privateinvestigator and get to the
bottom of things.
Lynn disagreed, but thatplanted the bug.
That planted the bug.
Her siblings eventually decidedto hire a PI out of Ann Arbor
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named Thomas Reed.
Jonathan had his first meetingwith him on September 20th 1987.
And they end up spending afortune on him.
According to Lynn, the moneycame out of the proceeds from
their mother's estate.
The PI talked to the Flint cops.
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He filed report after report,mostly in lock form, and he just
kept sending these reports andthey just couldn't stand the guy
.
Unlike some PIs, reed seemed toenjoy the limelight, not
hanging back in the shadows.
He managed to alert the Flintreporters who he was and was
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quoted in the paper nearing thefirst anniversary of Evie's
death that even if he were firedhe would keep working the case
because it was so unusual.
And he said quote I will workon this until I reach a
conclusion, end quote, thoughthere's no evidence that he
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continued to work the case oncehe was fired.
In another article in November19, he said that he was working
numerous new leads and mightsoon release a composite sketch
of a new suspect.
But he never did.
At 1.30 pm spoke with Todd Seedof the Flint Journal and gave
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him details of how we were goingto proceed with the
investigation.
And 11.687 at 3.10 pm spokewith Newcaster Barb Schroeder
from TV12 concerning theinvestigation.
And 11.1387 at 3 pm talked withBarb Schroeder who wanted to
know if in fact we were meetingthe following Tuesday at 3 with
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the Flint Police Department.
He traveled to Boston andFlorida conducting interviews
with former friends andcolleagues of their mother and
though he told King he disagreedwith him about Stone being a
viable suspect, he traveled toPennsylvania too For his visit
to Stone.
He flew to Philadelphia, renteda car on May 31, 1988, and
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stayed until June 6.
On June 1, he found from theNewark Delaware police that
Stone had recently been introuble with them.
He had been hanging around thelibrary of the University of
Delaware trying to strike outout-book conversations with
women, some of whom werefrightened and called the police
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.
The cops asked him not toreturn to the library police.
The cops asked him not toreturn to the library.
Other than that he had notrauma with any police agency in
the tri-state area Except forhis brief conversation with
police.
The first three days of thedetective's trip were fruitless,
uneventful and expensive forthe Ebbies.
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He recorded 16 hours ofbillable time the first day, 11,
the second, 14 the third andthree days of trying.
He never even saw Stone,couldn't verify that he still
lived where King and Dickettefound him.
Couldn't find the car hethought Stone was driving, a
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Chevy Citation of 1974 vintage.
He went to the place where hethought Stone worked, but he had
not worked there for a year.
On the fourth day thingsimproved.
They were still fruitless,still expensive, but at least
they got comedic.
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Reed staked out Stone's supposedresidence in Landenburg from
5.20 am to 4.30 pm, apparentlyjust staring at the house
waiting to see Stone on or hisChevy.
His report to the Ebbes of theday is unintentionally funny.
He says, quote I simplycouldn't take the chance of
wasting additional time.
I decided to contact one of theneighbors.
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A brainstorm, as it worked out.
This was the best thing to do.
I went to the residence nextdoor to Mr Stone's residence and
spoke with the lady of thehouse at 4.30 pm.
She indicated that she knewCharlie Stone quite well but
didn't quite feel comfortablegoing into specific detail and
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asked that I come back atapproximately 5.30 pm to speak
with her husband.
The husband he reportedprovided a wealth of information
, such as Stone was still livingnext door and occasionally took
trips out of town for two orthree days.
And occasionally took trips outof town for two or three days.
He delivered pizza for Domino'sin downtown Newark and used to
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deliver pizzas in Newcastle,delaware.
And what a surprise, given thathe delivered pizzas.
He generally worked afternoonsand evenings.
He also told Reed that Stonehung out after work at Klondike
Kate's, a bar popular withUniversity of Delaware students.
So the detective decided tostake out Klondike Cates from
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the inside and await Stone'spost-midnight arrival.
He was hoping to run into him.
Mr Stone ended up not showingup and he called Domino's Pizza
and found out that he ended upworking late.
This happens to be a very busyfranchise and he put in a note
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this was approximately a 16-hourday.
Quote June 4 was a Saturday.
The detective wrote that hedecided not to try to talk to
Stone at his house before goingto work, but would wait till he
got to work.
In conducting limitedsurveillance at this particular
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establishment, he was able toverify that it was not unusual
for individuals to stop by theDomino's Pizza pick up their own
pizzas.
Surveillance has its rewards,so hence the plan plan.
At 7 45 pm, the detective wentinto dominoes and ordered a
pizza.
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While waiting, he would lookfor the opportunity to strike up
a casual conversation with hisquery.
And only one problem the querywas not on a delivery.
Timing is everything.
The detective got lucky, though, because Stone came back before
Reed started arousing suspicionby not carrying out his
carry-out pizza, and thedetective did indeed strike up a
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conversation.
He was going to be in town fora week wonder what was a good
place for some action, and Stonetold him about Klondike Cakes.
The detectives thanked him andsaid he would try it and if
Stone wanted to stop by later hewould buy him a drink.
Back to Klondike on the EbisDime where Stone did not go
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after work the best late plans.
Sunday the detective calledStone's neighbor at 2.20 pm and
verified that Stone was home.
He got there 20 minutes later.
Stone's car was gone.
Just miss him, said theneighbor.
So he left and pulled ontoRoute 896 just in time to see
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Stone driving by in the oppositedirection.
Reed pulled a U-turn, followedStone to a rural cemetery where
he got out and started takingphotographs of headstones.
He said quote.
I drove by him based on thefact that it would have been
very unusual for me to run intohim out in the country after
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meeting him at the peaceestablishment end, quote.
And that night the detective hada plan he would go back to
Domino's, order another pizzaand strike up a conversation
with Stone.
And strike up a conversationwith Stone the Deja Vu plan, you
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could call it.
He ordered his pizza andthanked Stone for the tip on
Klondike Cates, but said it wastoo young a crowd and did Stone
have any other suggestions for acool place to hang out?
Ben against Stone replied lotsof women there.
Now Bennigan's stone repliedlots of women there.
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And the detective stated that hewould be in town for
approximately one more week andasked him to join him for a
drink.
And he again stated to him thatI knew no one in town and this
is him talking.
And then he said well, mr Stonewas very polite, seemed
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somewhat excited about theconversation with him.
So he indicated that hewouldn't mind at all having a
drink with him.
And somewhat excited must be arelative term, because Stone
also told him that since he wasworking late each night for the
next week he was going to haveto pass on that drink offer.
At least it was only a six hourday In six days.
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Reed had talked to Stone twiceabout places to hang out in
Newark.
Maybe he was hoping to getStone drunk.
Before he mentioned the reasonfor the trip, margaret Irby
learned that Stone still livedwhere he used to live, still
drove the car he used to drive,still deliver pizza, still work
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late.
There.
He had been the pizza, thoughhe had gotten to watch college
kids get hammered at KlondikeSkate, and so the trip wasn't
without its rewards.
The detective had one day left,so he made it through all of it
without surveilling thedominoes or ordering another pie
.
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The report of his final dayreads, quote on Monday, june 6,
1988, I ended up contacting anindividual.
I believe to be a reliableinformant.
I would be glad to give youmore detailed information
concerning the individual andhow he may be contacted.
I ended up taking a late flightout based on the fact that it
was the most inexpensive fare.
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Note this was approximately a14 and one half hour day.
This was approximately a 14 andone half hour day.
Please do not hesitate tocontact me if you have any
questions concerning theinformation stated in this
report.
End quote Questions.
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There were none.
What was to question?
Deep dish or regular?
So in September 15, 1988, onbehalf of the Ebi family, reed
offered a reward of $25,000 forinformation leading to an arrest
and conviction in the murder.
Finally, lynn, margaret'sdaughter.
She confronted her siblings andsaid I had enough.
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Cash me out.
From now on you're paying itthree ways.
Shortly thereafter theyterminated his services.
Nothing came of it, exceptStone was more convinced than
ever that there was a conspiracyto get him, one that involved
the Flint police, the FBI, theRed Runs administration and now
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some suspicious guy hangingaround down in Oaks Stone was
proof.
Just because you are paranoiddoesn't mean they're not out to
get you.
We'll be right.
Back In February 1987, king gothis next homicide case.
He didn't need a biggercaseload, but this one worked
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out well.
He needed a sense ofaccomplishment.
A call came in to the PD sayingthere was a guy beaten to death
with a baseball bat in a housein Flint.
So King was out running thatmorning about 5 am.
It was snowing up a storm andwhen he got back home he had
icicles hanging from hismustache and his wife said to
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call the desk because they had abody he needed to look into.
The whole thing ended up acomedy of errors and after
working every non-stop, king wasin a mood for comedy.
The body had been taken to thewrong hospital.
Instead of going to the HurleyMedical Center where it was
supposed to go, some rookie cophad dispatched it to an
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osteopathic hospital instead.
By the time King tracked itdown, the nurses there had
cleaned the body, stitched thewounds so they could send it,
nice and neat, to the funeralhome.
Destroy all the evidence in theprocess and need to the funeral
home.
Destroy all the evidence in theprocess, turns out there have
been white trash folks two menand a woman boozing it up big
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time at a house in Flint.
The two survivors were sittingat the police department and
they told King that they hadbeen partying with the dead guy
before he was dead.
And then they have left thehouse to get something to eat
and when they came back he wasdead.
And then they have left thehouse to get something to eat
and when they came back he wasall smashed up.
No eyewitnesses, two suspectstelling a story that's stupid
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but hard to refute, a bodythat's been all cleaned and
fixed up and is nearly uselessfrom an evidentiary point of
view.
King puts the two in separaterooms.
He talks to the man, gets thesame story, talks to the man,
gets the same story, talks tothe woman.
She's telling the tale whensuddenly she starts crying and
in 20 seconds spills are anentirely different story.
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She was going to have sex withthe one guy.
The second guy wanted to havesex too, so the first guy beat
him up with the bat.
King goes back to the guy'sroom and he looks at King and
says she talked to you, didn'tshe?
Okay, I'll talk to you.
It was one of those dramaticconfessions.
You never get dramaticconfessions.
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But King was still back wherehe started from a dead end on
Abby.
Three months have gone by.
The list of sexual partners hethought surely would lead to a
quick arrest, had not the Mottemployees had come up clean.
Stone did it.
But how to prove it?
The Mott genius had outwittedKing so far and he had been
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outwitting him since they werefive and showed no signs of
stopping now and show no signsof stopping now.
In April the Abbey family wasdevastated once more, this time
by a peculiar profile in amonthly city magazine called
Metropolitan Detroit, one ofthose slick city magazines more
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often given to features on thefive best pickup bars or the ten
best pizzas in town than toserious journalism.
But Metropolitan Detroit waslocked in an ad and circulation
war with another city monthly, awar it would soon lose and was
trying to beef up interest inwhat had once been a fat,
well-read magazine.
Had once been a fat, well-readmagazine.
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Maybe it could beef upreadership and sales by shedding
its image as a dispenser ofpuffery in what was less puffy
than sex and murder.
The Ebbes thought they wereparticipating in what would be
both a tribute to their motherand a way to generate publicity
about the case.
Publicity they got a tributehardly, as its name implied.
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The magazine rarely, if ever,dealt with things or events
outside the metropolitan Detroitarea.
Flint was far off to its normalradar screen.
If he was going to send one ofhis associate editors to Flint,
if he was going to be able tograb attention back home with
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any subsequent story, well, itsgoals wouldn't be served by
being reverential.
The article titled the Two MrsEbbes was not only cruel, it was
dead wrong.
How wrong would take years tofind out.
The article approached Ebby'slife and death the way an
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investigative reporter mightreport the death and secret life
of a national figure.
Ebby was a public figure ofsorts in Flint, to be sure.
The writer, cynthia ShawGlasscock and the magazine
seemed to take pride in rootingout the secrets of her life,
though the secrets amounted tolittle more than revealing that
the gay house was a bit run down.
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That shock of shocks, given theknife-in-the-back nature of
academia knife-in-the-backnature of academia Abby had not
been liked, had even beendespised by some of those who
reported to her when she wasprovost and that she liked men
Glass got quoted, a real estateagent who said that when Abby
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met with her about a place tolive, the first question she
asked was about the city'seligible bachelors.
Margaret Ebby said the storywas a woman who appeared to move
in Flynn's highest circles, wasgifted, attractive and
energetic, but intoned thearticle melodramatically said,
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quote.
Melodramatically said, quote.
There was something else, aquestion of who this woman was
really.
In the days and weeks followingher own death, investigators
discover that there was more toknow, that in fact she was not a
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person easily known, that, likea planet in orbit, there was a
side of.
So, if you read between thelines, the article early on
seemed to hint of a willingparticipantin.
There was no sign of theft,there was no sign of struggle,
no indication that she wasdrugged or assaulted sexually
against her will, while policewill not comment.
One hears, though this too isunconfirmed that her wrists had
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been bound and then released.
End quote.
Later, a woman identified onlyas an acquaintance tells Glasgow
the following quote you had thefeeling that the well-dressed
provost could become a differentMargaret Ebby dress wildly,
maybe, and attend functions,let's say, not normally attended
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by a university provost.
End quote.
One picture, as Glasgow seemedto suggest orgies and wild
carry-ons.
How an editor let such rankspeculations remain in the story
is hard to imagine.
The source clearly had no ideawhat Evie did in her spare time.
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All she had was a feeling thatthe well-dressed Evie might be
someone who could dress wildly,clearly Class.
God had not been able to getsources who knew if there were
orgies or if Evie had wildclothes.
Worse is the unspokenimplication that event A
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dressing wildly and going toabnormal functions, if true
somehow made event B getting herhead nearly severed off with a
serrated knife her fault.
Her head nearly severed offwith a serrated knife, her fault
.
Glasgow wrote that Evie hadexpressed concern for a lack of
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security, particularly asecurity alarm at the gatehouse,
and had asked Mrs Mudd, withoutresult, to install one.
It was Evie's fault then thatshe didn't pay for a system out
of her own funds.
And the reporter additionallywrote quote Others wonder why,
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if Margaret was so scared, shedidn't buy her own system.
I had the feeling she waspenurious.
End quote.
So you know, wild and cheap.
The agent went on to say thatthree months before Abby's
murder she had called Abby totell her that a two-door had
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come on the market if she wasinterested in buying instead of
renting.
The article says that she toldthe agent I don't believe I'm
interested because I'm so happyhere.
But she wasn't happy.
According to Glasgow, by thenshe apparently believed she
needed the gatehouse and thestatus it conferred.
Abby had resigned as provostand was difficult to work with.
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According to Glasgow, shetreated those above her
reverentially and those belowher with cruelty and disdain.
The bad Margaret Abby wasarrogant, abrasive, aggressive
and insensitive.
One woman who used to report toher had been treated for stress
After the back festival wasover.
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Evie had to go back to being anordinary music professor, not a
powerful administrator.
All she had left, wrote Glasgow, margaret Evby feared was the
gatehouse.
This is a dramaticoverstatement that overlooks her
rich social life, familyinvolvement and granddaughter.
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The gatehouse was hardly theonly thing in Ebby's life, as
her calendar for the weekend shedied proves.
The gatehouse was all she had,though, wrote Glasgow, and the
house itself, like Ebby, was notwhat it seemed.
Glasscock found it tacky and inbad taste.
It had, she said, green shackcarpeting throughout wood trim
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on the exterior that seemed toshow spots of rot and a tiny
kitchen that looked like it hadnot been updated since the 40s
and the basement leaked.
One can barely imagine.
Well, maybe one can,considering Abby was paying $375
a month including utilities.
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Glasscock also told of the FBI'sinvolvement, of those sharp,
allseeing or knowing profilers,and that the word on the street,
meaning the word she wasgetting from police or FBI on a
not-for-attribution basis, wasthat the cops knew her killer
but were forced to play awaiting game for more evidence,
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to wait for the killer to make amistake by now.
Later in the article there wasno need to read between the
lines to see the victim beingblamed, and this is what Glasgow
wrote, quote imagine this aslightly inebriated male of
indeterminate age goes toMargaret Evie's house to talk.
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Exact time of day or night,uncertain Financial and
occupational stress weighheavily on his mind.
Mrs Evie lets him in, they talkand, though he had not intended
it, a rage is unleashed and hekills her, slashing her delicate
throat.
Afterward the man remains inthe Flint area despite his
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desire to leave.
He also undergoes a personalitychange.
The above scenario is factaccording to FBI behavior
scientist experts Using the samemethod employed in tracking
down Varno Bailey, the manrecently found guilty of the
abduction and slaying of SeanMoore.
The FBI last December releaseda profile of the killer.
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The agency concluded that theassailant not only knew Margaret
Ebby, he had been in her homebefore Late Friday night or very
early Saturday morning.
Margaret Ebby is at home after aquiet entertaining evening with
friends.
There is a knock at the door,surprise.
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She calls for identificationand a familiar voice responds A
very familiar voice Together.
The two go upstairs.
Once in her bedroom, bothparties undress.
Margaret is nearly hanging herclothes, as is her habit.
Then she readies the bed,pulling back the covers and
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turning on the electric blanketshe uses in place of a bottom
sheet.
She willingly gives him herwrists it's a game they have
played.
Before he fastens them tightly,passion follows.
Then, before he frees her, hegets up.
She is so calm now doesn'tnotice.
Perhaps her eyes are drowsilyclosed.
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Then the cold steel of theblade presses her skin.
Death comes quickly.
He unties her hands, end quote.
What Glasgow didn't know, ordidn't write about, if she
didn't know, was that the womanwho served as the main source
was Margaret Strubble, the samewoman who had once told the
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Flint Journal how wonderful herboss was and who later claimed
to reporters to have told herhusband that Amy would never
live through the month ofNovember had in fact been a
suspect herself.
Abby's other friends had toldKing that their relationship had
soured when she quit the bagfestival and Abby wouldn't
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rehire her.
Straubel had later bad-mouthedAbby, claiming erroneously that
she had blocked Straubel'sadmission to a graduate program
at University of Michigan.
At one point, during what Kingdescribed as a hard interview
with Straubel, the woman brokedown and began crying.
Briefly, king thought she wasabout to confess to Abby's
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murder.
She was eventually cleared.
Glasscock also had no way ofknowing that Straubel had,
according to privateinvestigator Reed, told him that
she once considered her husbanda suspect in Abby's death, that
he had hated Abby and actedvery suspiciously the weekend of
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the slaying.
Adding a final odd touch to thestory, strobel claimed that
Glasgow had never interviewedher but had pulled quotes of
hers out of various FlintJournal and Detroit News stories
.
We'll be right back.
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The heavy murder was Flint'smost prominent unsolved homicide
in 1986, but hardly its onlyone.
There were 61 murders for theyear, an all-time record for the
city, and as February 1987rolled around, 18 of them were
still unsolved.
King's caseload was brutal, aswas the entire homicide squad's.
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Even so, its clearance rate forhomicides in 1986 was 71%.
The state average was 46%.
In Detroit it was 40%.
According to FBI figures, thenational average was 74%.
Given its caseload, given itsbudget, woes and resources, the
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Flint PD more than held its own.
Police still seek clues to 1986homicides.
Read a Flint Journal headlinefrom the Sunday paper of
February 8, 1987.
The Abbey case was mostprominent in the roundup of
unsolved murders.
The others were more than youwould expect.
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Robert Fordham, stabbed todeath days after being indicted
on cocaine charges.
Victor Arteaga, shot somewhereelse and dumped in front of a
stranger's house.
Sammy Sanders, a 15-year-oldboy, stabbed next to his home
for his tennis shoes.
Eric Gibson, wanted on an armedrobbery charge, shot with a
large caliber handgun in theback.
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Reading between the lines, itwas bad news.
The Evie case had moved in theeditor's mind from the category
of breaking news to the categoryof a looking back feature.
In June it was time for thepaper to take another look back.
Every slaying investigatorstill making progress.
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Read the headline for June 22nd.
As usual, detective DeCatch wasquoted prominently.
It remains a case that stillgenerates a great deal of
interest, not only in thecommunity, but when it was
presented last month at theHomicide Investigators
Conference at the Michigan StatePolice Academy in Lansing.
He said DeKach told thereporter that while there had
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been no startling developmentsin the case, detectives were
still working on it and makingprogress.
He declined to elaborate.
He said the shopping list ofthings that have to be done was
immense at the beginning of theinvestigation.
It is still long and we arecontinuing to do things on the
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list.
In fact they were out of theto-dos and have been for some
time.
But the catch was hardly aboutto tell a reporter looking for
an angle that they have given up, that there seemed to be no
chance that they have solved thecase, that Charlie Stone was
home free.
Ironically, the catch continuedto plug the FBI.
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He said the general profileprovided by the FBI limited the
number of possible suspects.
And another Big Sunday featureon November 1st 1987 said who
killed Abby?
One year later, question stillon number Answers.
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And that was the headline.
And the cat said you know wethink about it all the time.
That's still the number onetopic of conversation.
What are you doing on the Eddiecase?
He told the reporter that hegot asked the question at the
supermarket, at football games,at social gatherings, games, at
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social gatherings.
King got the same question fromhis neighbors and the folks at
church.
Rarely a Sunday went by withoutsomeone at church asking King
what progress they were making.
And again the catch praised theFBI.
He said we know that theprofiling technique works and
we'll still remain confidentthat we will solve this case.
And we'll still remainconfident that we will solve
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this case.
Gene Harrington may haveconjured up some magic when he
worked up Ronald Bailey'sprofile.
The press and Flint police hadevery reason to believe he had
conjured up some more with theprofile of Abby's killer.
It certainly helped set thecourse of events for years to
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come.
It helped put Charlie Stonedirectly in King's metaphorical
crosshairs.
It helped keep him there.
It kept the Flint PD fromexpanding its investigation.
It served as the basis forMetropolitan Detroit's
devastating profile of Evie andthe article's image of a woman
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inviting a lover to tie her upand have sex with her.
There was only one thing wrongHarrington's profile as a factor
in solving the Bailey killingsseems to have been worthless.
That such a profile evenexisted can be discerned from
reading any of the thousands ofinches of newspaper clippings on
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the case which commandedheadlines in the Detroit News,
the Detroit Free Press, theSuburban Observer, the eccentric
newspapers.
For months, Not once is theprofile even referred to.
Nowhere is quoted by the papersas a means to solicit tips.
Harrington's name never comesup.
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That's not to say thatHarrington didn't do a bang-up
job or that it wasn'tdistributed to police, but no
one at the time seems to havepaid the least bit of attention
to it, including the policeinvolved.
The cops never credited it.
The papers never used it.
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According to the LivoniaObserver, which gave the Bailey
murders blanket coverage formore than a year, the first time
Bailey's name came to theattention of a local police was
on September 6, 1985, when hisname turned up on a list of
owners of gold 1985 Jeeps whichwitnesses had seen at Moore's
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abduction.
Bailey got caught not becauseof the vets but because he was
stupid enough and frantic enoughto grab a kid in broad daylight
while driving a car that stoodout a mile away.
The first description to matchBailey was on a wanted flyer put
together by those samewitnesses.
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Reporters covering those caseshad no memory of any involvement
by FBI profilers, but theBailey murders were off the
radar screen in Flint.
If the FBI wanted to brag abouthow they have helps of the case
.
How did they?
They did everything her namebut named Bailey in their
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profile.
Who was to dispute it?
There was another thing wrongabout the profile of Abby's
killer.
It didn't have a shred of truthto it, not a bit of real
insight.
It was the wildest sort ofinaccurate hocus-pocus, malarkey
.
The FBI couldn't have been morewrong about Abby's killer if it
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had said Benjamin Franklin hadcome back from the dead to
electrocute her.
The profile gave the Flintpolice some direction though, a
direction they follow asfaithfully as a ship's captain
eyeing a compass and fog bank.
They believe in Harrington,they believe the profile.
They would believe it for years, despite any lack of results,
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results, despite eventualevidence to the contrary.
It was their story and theywere going to stick to it.
Margaret Eby had been killed bysomeone she knew, and when it
came time to exclude a wholecategory of possible suspects
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the estate's various contractors, subcontractors, vendors who
might have access to thegatehouse grounds or even to the
house itself, but who did notknow Ebi personally the FBI
profile provided one excuse.
The workload for police andmanpower and budget problems
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provided three others.
We'll be right back.
Let's go to talk about otherpeople now.
There was no sign in the summerof 1954 that Art Ludwig would
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become a pioneer of thefledgling TV industry or that it
would make him wealthy.
Little to show anyone, least ofall his exasperated mother,
that he had become much ofanything, as he had partied his
nights away and wasted themornings in bed.
He was a Korean War vet who hadenlisted in the National Guard.
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When he was still in highschool he spent his tour of duty
stateside at Fort Rocker,alabama.
Art showed leadership skills inthe service.
He was a tank commander, then aplatoon sergeant and finally a
company first sergeant beforehis discharge Christmas of 1953.
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He would later rise to the rankof colonel in the Army Reserves
.
He returned to Brainerd,minnesota, and was happy to be
part of the post-war ebullienceof the times.
Brainerd, a town of 4,500, thatis 125 miles north of
Minneapolis, is theself-proclaimed heart of the
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lake country In long, a touristmecca for those hoping to fish
or swim, to get sunburn on ornear one of the Minnesota's
10,000 lakes.
Art was from a large familyfour sisters and two brothers,
one of whom died as a baby.
Four sisters and two brothers,one of whom died as a baby.
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His dad, arthur, had owned alocal grocery store but went
broke during the Depression whenhe continued to sell on credit
to his friends and neighbors.
The family moved north toDuluth for a while where his dad
found a job as a machinist.
But the lure of Brainerd soonbrought them back.
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So Art graduated from BrainerdHigh School in the class of 1949
, and during high school heworked as a busboy at the Llano
Lakes Bar and Cafe, one of justtwo real restaurants in town and
the only one with a liquorlicense.
On summer weekends.
It did a big business andclosed too late for Art to avoid
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breaking the curfew laws thatwas in effect for kids, so he
and another busboy would sleepin cramped quarters reserved for
them over the restaurant.
He was smart, witty, sharp withthe pattern, good with the
girls.
Ludwig was content to just letthe days and nights fall by and
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when he returned to Brainerdafter his stint in the army.
So Christmas came and went, newYear's came and went, with not
much to distinguish one nightfrom the next.
There was always a partysomewhere or a gathering at
friends at one door and another,and early one night in January
of 1954, art was drinking withsome friends and one of them
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said they were leaving the nextday.
And when Art asked them why,they said well, because we're
going to college.
He said where.
He said the University ofMinnesota.
And Art said well, that soundslike a good idea to me.
So the next morning Artbrutally hung over, but he
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managed to get out of bed, piledhimself into his friend's car
for the drive south.
When they got to Minneapolis,art went to the registrar's
office and they asked him we canregister you, because where are
your transcripts?
And he said what aretranscripts?
Normally that would have beenthe end of it, but the post-war
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days were boom times forAmerican colleges, as they
enrolled classrooms full ofex-soldiers, taking advantage of
the GI Bill and raking millionsof Uncle Sam's dollars.
So the registrar's officeworked around the immediate lack
of transcripts and sent him toa counselor to figure out how he
could take the requisite 14hours required by the GI Bill
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when nearly every class wasalready filled.
Somehow the counselor found thehours, including courses in
English, literature, history andspeech.
And he was in.
Art enjoyed life as a collegestudent and, returning to
Brainerd for the summer, vowedto enjoy life as a college
student on break too.
It was back to a routine oflong nights, short mornings, and
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the summer was broken up by twoweeks of what was then called
AT for active training, as partof his ongoing military
obligations.
While at active training atCamp Ripley, minnesota, art ran
into a friend from his days atFort Rucker.
At Camp Ripley, minnesota, artran into a friend from his days
at Fort Rucker.
His name was Walter Butler, andButler's father owned a new TV
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station, wtcn.
There have been two stations inthe Twin Cities and the Federal
Communication Commission saidthere could be two more.
In his infinite wisdom, he hadassigned both of them the same
channel 11.
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St Paul's News Station WMINwould sign on and present two
hours of programming and thensign off.
Wtcn would then sign on, runtwo hours and sign off, and so
it went throughout the day.
When Art ran into Butler atactive training, butler shook
his hand enthusiastically andimmediately offered him a job at
the station, and they told himthat they needed a switchboard
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operator, and Art said sure,having no intentions of ruining
his summer by taking any sort ofmeaningful employment After
active training, art went backto Brainerd and forgot all about
TV.
Years later he said I have notspent an hour watching TV in my
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life.
I know I would never even turnone on or off in my life, my
life.
I know I would never even turnone on or off in my life.
But a few days later he waslying in bed deciding when and
if to get up.
When his mother, dolores, cameto his room he said there's a
man on the phone.
I said who is it?
He said Walter Butler.
I said I don't want to talk tohim.
Tell him I'm not home.
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A couple of days later, onanother late afternoon morning I
believe, his mom came to hisroom again and said it's Walter
Butler.
Again, he said I don't want totalk to him.
Tell him I'm out.
A few days later his mom came tohis room once more and this
time she was poking him in theribs with a broom handle.
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She said it's Walter Butleragain.
Why does he keep calling you?
She said because he wants me togo to work with him.
She said.
And he said I don't want to.
She said well, what are yougoing to do this summer?
He said nothing.
I'm a veteran.
I'm going to stay home with youand party till I have to go
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back to school.
That part.
He said it was unsaid, ofcourse.
And she said where are yougoing to stay?
He said here.
She said nope, no, you're not.
No son of mine is going to layin bed when he's wanted for a
job.
And she poked him harder in theribs, got him up and sent him
to the phone.
Art drove to the Twin Cities.
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Butler had told him he'd mostlybe needed on the switchboard on
weekends but there would nodoubt be other hours.
As he was filling out theapplication, someone walked into
the office, asked him what hewas doing, told him he wasn't
going to be a switchboardoperator after all, grabbed him
and led him to a nearbysoundstage.
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A stagehand had failed to showup for work and in those days of
live TV, stagehands were theglue that held the shows with
their cheesy backdrops together.
It was also the TV era of anon-the-job training.
Everyone in the business wasnew to it.
If you walk into the stationand apply for a job, and that's
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the day a salesman quit, youwere a salesman.
If a stagehand stayed home witha hangover, you were a
stagehand, or was a stagehand.
In the alternating two-hourblocks of time, the crew at WTCN
put on cookie shows, clownshows, the accordion school on
the air, church shows andevangelists.
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It also put on the number onerated show in Minnesota TV, the
Casey Jones show.
At noon the half hour beganwith a filmed black and white
opening shot of the local railyard, then broke to the studio
in a cheap plywood set withCasey the train engineer leaning
out the window of hismake-believe engine.
He would get out of the traindo his lunchtime stick.
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For those kids lucky enough tolive within walking or running
distance of school.
The special effects were suchthat the stage crew would chain
smoke furiously leading up tothe show, so the smoke
enveloping the engine would looklike steam.
One of the stock-and-trade bitsof business for those shows,
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whether it was Casey Jones inMinneapolis or Soupy Sales in
Detroit, was to have the star goto a door at the edge of the
set, open it and engage in awide variety of interactions
with imagined off-cameracharacters or, in some cases,
real-life camera characters.
Art and his co-workersconstantly tried to throw Casey
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off the script by plantingsurprises on the other side of
the door, surprises he could seebut the audience at home could
not.
The goal was to fluster thestar, and flustered Casey was
one day when he went to the doorduring one live commercial as
he always did at the same timeeach show to accept a glass of
the sponsor's cold, deliciousmilk.
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Instead of a stagehand passinghim a glass, there stood the
station's biggest buzz femaleemployee, stark, naked with a
full glass of milk lodged firmlybetween her breasts.
As she pushed them together, hehad to pry the glass loose,
drink it down without choking,and nearly failed.
They were heady.
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While day's STV invented itselfand its pioneers prided
themselves on being heady andwild themselves, in that
pre-ESPN era, wtcn carved out aniche as a sports station
covering everything from highschool basketball games to the
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Big Ten football to pro sports.
In time it was the sportsstation of the area.
It handed total coverage of allof the feeds for the visiting
teams of the Minnesota Twins, ofMajor League Baseball, the
National Football League'sMinnesota Vikings, the National
Hockey League's North Stars, andit branched well beyond the
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Twin Cities, contracting to sendhis truck and crew out to send
feeds to other stations forgames out of Kansas City and
Milwaukee.
Art, whose early dutiesincluded chain smoking to make a
mock train engine look like itwas steaming, quickly worked his
way through the ranks enginelooked like it was steaming
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quickly worked his way throughthe ranks.
Just two years after hiring on,he was directing and producing
live sporting events.
His family grew as quickly ashis career.
He met an attractive waitressnamed Barbara at a restaurant
not far from the station,started dating her and they were
married in 1956.
The next year his first ofseven daughters, laura, was born
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.
His second I should say theyoungest, not the second Julie
was born with Down syndrome in1969, died from related
complications two years later.
By then, wtcn, which would bebought and have its call letters
changed to K-A-R-A, was then aknowledge giant of local sports,
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and Art was a productionmanager of its sports telecast
and vice president ofprogramming.
The frequent road trips and theongoing socializing and
drinking inherent in those daysin the TV business began to take
a toll on his marriage.
By the early 1970s his marriagewas going south fast and by
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1973, art was separated from hisfamily, living with a male
friend going through the usualguilt a parent undergoes when he
leaves his children.
Art went to the office Christmasparty that year.
It was at the Park Terrace,half a mile down Excelsior
Boulevard from the TV station,an upscale bar and restaurant
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that was across the street fromthe staff's normal hangout at
Jennings Red Coach, he foundhimself talking to and being
intrigued by and the last womanhe would have thought would
pique his interest Not that shewasn't attractive.
Nancy Jean Lepore was trim,5'2", 108 pounds, brown hairs,
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green eyes, pretty, evenbeautiful, if you caught her at
a certain angle.
She was working at an ad agencythen, but she had once worked
at the station and art had notmuch liked her.
Something about her rubbed himthe wrong way and he said I
didn't particularly care for her.
She was very efficient ineverything she did and her
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approach to her job Iinterpreted that as I don't know
well coldly efficient In abusiness where a lot of people
goofed off a lot.
In other words, she could seemsort of like a bitch, but at
that party they found themselvesstanding alone when people they
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have been with wandered off toget a drink or chat someone else
up.
They started talking and, toArt's surprise, the Teutonic
persona of the office was goneand in front of him was this
funny, charming, winning woman.
Was this funny, charming,winning woman?
Often Christmas parties have away of exaggerating people's
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charm and wit, and in the lightof the next day Art didn't think
much about it.
But until a couple months later, as was standard operating
procedure for many at thestation, he popped into the red
coach after work.
And this was, you know, thetime that birth control,
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pre-aids, pre-herpes,pre-mothers against drunk
driving era.
So you never knew what kind ofaction or energy level you would
walk into.
But chances were you wouldn'tbe bored at the Red Coach.
If nothing else, there would beother sharp, funny, high-energy
people there, slinging lines,trading, banter, bitching about
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bosses.
Nancy was at a table with someof her old friends from the
station.
Art sat down, the drinks andconversation flowed.
One by one people drifted offand suddenly it was just Art and
Nancy.
Again they hit it off.
It was funny, the way the rightperson can make you funnier,
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glibber, more interesting.
They made each other very funny, very glib, very interesting.
So a week later they went out todinner on their first date.
Not quite love at first sight.
It was nothing less quicklyclear to both that something
special was going on.
Though he was 18 years hersenior, she was born the same
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year he graduated from highschool.
The age difference neverbothered her.
She totally loved him,according to her best friend,
patty, who is a professionalphotographer with a studio
specializing in commercialadvertising in Eden Prairie,
minnesota, alt had met Nancy in1971, on her first night as a
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waitress at the Five, a downtownMinneapolis nightclub.
The bus told Nancy to show herthe ropes and they hit it off.
From the start they were meantto be together.
According to Patty, art andNancy were meant to be together.
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They were one of those uniquecouples.
When she met him she thoughtthat does it?
Art worried about his kids andwhat they thought of him At
first.
They thought I had deserted.
Their mother Was in no hurry toget divorced and remarried.
Nancy didn't pressure him, butshe made it clear that was what
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she wanted when she startedflying with North Central
Airlines in 1976, she had at-shirt made up that said Marry
me and fly free.
In 1977, the same year he got adivorce.
They moved in together in anapartment in the Minneapolis
suburb of St Louis Park.
On June 2, 1978, they weremarried in Mount Oliver Lutheran
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Church, where her parents,samuel and Gladys, were members.
It was a big wedding in thelargest and most impressive
ornate church in Minnesota.
The wedding was one to rememberand so was the honeymoon.
She lived up to the t-shirt andthey flew free to Rome, greece
and Egypt, where Luxor had justbeen open to tourists and the
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sight of two Americans wasenough to solicit a crowd of the
curious who politely followedthem around.
They continued to fly free, atleast one big trip a year.
They rode a boat throughAberdeen Bay in Hong Kong, where
thousands of junks were tiedtogether in a sort of oriental
version of a trailer park.
Laundry hung everywhere.
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Kids play on most of the boats.
There were puppies on each boattoo.
Kids play on most of the boats.
There were puppies on each boattoo.
Art didn't have the heart totell his animal-loving wife, who
thought nothing of beratingstrangers if she saw them being
unkind to their pets, that theboat owners were not raising
pets, they were raising dinner.
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On another trip to southernChina, they toured a
2,000-year-old open-air marketwith food of every kind hanging
up Dead rats, songbirds, thosesinging, hundreds of puppies in
cages.
By then Nancy knew they werebeing offered as food, not pets.
She wanted to buy them all andset them free.
It killed her to see peoplewalking home from their market
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with puppies and cats on ropes.
They visited Europe repeatedly,including tours behind the Iron
Curtain before it fell.
They went to Australia, to NewZealand, to Kenya.
Usually the trips were withlittle or no planning,
reflecting Nancy's spontaneity.
But she would come home and saywe're going.
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She would think nothing ofgoing to Europe for two weeks
with just our airline passes, nohotel reservations, nothing,
according to Art.
At first they would argue aboutit.
Art did a lot of traveling inhis job and prefer things a bit
more structured or a bit moreupscale, accustomed to staying
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in the plaza in New York or onhis expense account.
But she would say I don't tellyou about TV, don't tell me
about travel.
Neither spoke a foreign language, but it didn't stop, nancy,
once they have clear customssomewhere, from going up to
strangers and coming back withrecommendations on places to
stay and things to do.
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One time they stay in a shabbypension with a crack under the
door so big so the crack was sobig a cat squeezed under it into
the room.
Another time, in Paris, theystay on the third floor of a
third or fourth class joint withan elevator only big enough for
one in a room so small you hadto stand sideways to close the
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door.
It was just after a series ofterrorist attacks by Muslim
extremists, and they came backto the hotel one night after
dinner to find 15 Middle Easterntypes sitting in the lobby,
chain-smoking, and Art said Iwas sure we were going to be
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murder in our sleep.
But Nancy was nonplussed.
They rarely rented cars,preferring to walk for hours
wandering through our galleriesand museums, as at home.
What one liked to do, the otherinvariably liked to do too.
The only significantdisagreement seemed to be in the
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area of hotel choices.
Back in Minneapolis they bowlin a mixed doubles league.
They were avid fishermen andthey would stay on the frontier
lodge on Lake Cajiro Gama, up bythe Canadian border, where he
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kept a boat and a 32-foottrailer.
When they were not on the boatfishing for walleye, northern
pike bass and crappies, theywere canoeing through the
Boundary Waters area.
There's a photo that showsNancy beaming a huge smile,
holding a loft of 22-poundsalmon that she caught on Lake
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Michigan.
In the winter.
They would ski either onweekend trips north of
Minneapolis or on day trips toSalt Lake.
His schedule permitting, itwasn't unusual for them to pick
up the Saturday morning paper.
Drive to the airport park inthe employee lot of Republic
Airlines.
Take the employee shuttle tothe terminal and, in the
employee lot of RepublicAirlines, take the employee
shuttle to the terminal and, inthose pre-9-11 days, quickly,
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clear security, get on a plane.
And it was also the days whenairlines fed you, enjoyed
breakfast, or they read thepaper and flew west.
They would arrive at Salt Lake,catch a shuttle bus to one of
the many ski resorts west of thecity, scale to mid-afternoon,
catch a shuttle back to one ofthe many ski resorts west of the
city, scale to mid-afternoon,catch a shuttle back to the
airport, pick up an eveningpaper and read it while eating
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dinner on the flight home.
They would have dinner withfriends Saturday night, then
repeat the process on Sunday and, depending on art's work
schedule, again on Monday.
They loved to fly, it didn'tcost them a dime and they loved
to ski.
And what better way to spendtwo or three days in the winter?
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Art, well off financially, tookan early retirement from the TV
station in 1989, and by thenRepublic had merged with
Northwest and Nancy's senioritywas such that she could bid for
the flights at the beginning orend of her schedule.
That left, and that left herwith plenty of time for
recreation.
She could catch a trip to Seoulto Seoul, say, that would be in
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six or seven days on the job atthe beginning of a work cycle,
catch another long trip at theend of the month and have 10 or
12 days in the middle to dowhatever they wanted.
She would look at the socialcalendar, then look at the bid
sheet and bid flights so shecould attend every party, every
fishing trip, every familyfunction.
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According to Art, patty Old, thefriend, had stooped up at
Nancy's large wedding Not longafter Patty got engaged.
But she was having a smallwedding, typical of Nancy
outgoing, fearless and brash.
She called Patty up and saidPatty, I want to be in your
wedding.
Other words Patty uses todescribe her are confident,
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persistent, caring, honest,humorous, witty, playful,
spontaneous.
She said when I think of Nancy,I think of I love Lucy.
That was Nancy, always full ofsurprises.
She was always coming up withsurprises and doing weird things
to make you laugh.
And Nancy and Art would banterback and forth like Ricky and
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Lucy giving each other dicks,but in a way it was clear to the
observer that was always loving, never malicious.
The two of them were everybody'sentertainment.
They were so funny togetherthey were perfect by 1989, after
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11 years of marriage, thingswere idyllic according to art,
and they remains.
They remained so and by thenhis daughters had grown to
accept nancy, even love her.
A couple of them wereparticularly close to her.
The couple had their fishing,their bowling, their frequent
trips to exotic locales, boating, skiing parties, a big house in
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Minnetonka which is like anaffluent suburb of Minneapolis
that she would pick out anddecorate her beloved kooka-koo
as well, snuffy and each other.
So there was no question aboutthem wanting to go off with
their buddies or her going offwith her friends.
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They did everything togetherand they reached a plateau in
life where everything wasperfect.
They lived life.
Nancy lived every second of herlife on earth.
We'll be right back.
Second of her life on earth.
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We'll be right back.
In late of January 1991, art andNancy took a quick trip to Las
Vegas.
One day they returned to theirroom and Nancy had to fumble at
the door for her key, which wasburied somewhere in the
collection of stuff in her purse.
It took off Art and hechastised her for it.
It was one of his pet peeveshotel security or the lack
thereof.
He was always nagging at her tohave her key ready so she could
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make a quick entrance.
Don't be a target, he said.
Don't waste time at the door.
She thought he was a bit phobicon the topic.
After all, this was a guy who,when he was still working and on
the road, would depot his hotelroom door, then put the
wastebasket underneath thehandle and put a glass full of
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water balanced between the edgeof the basket and the door.
Several times he had woken inthe morning to see that someone
had tried to come in the glass.
Knocked over by my ownexperience.
Hotels are not safe places, hesays.
You act like you're at home,but you're not.
Hotel security is horseshit, nomatter the name of the hotel or
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where you go.
That was what Art would say.
Art also nagged Nancy aboutworking as an add-on flight
attendant.
As an add-on, you pick up crewsin the middle of a trip or drop
off a crew in the middle, wheremost flight attendants travel
in groups to and from hotels.
Add-ons often travel alone.
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Art says quote I didn't likethe idea of her going into
hotels by herself.
But she said I was so fashionedI can handle myself.
I'm a world traveler.
She said end quote.
She had agreed to curtail heradd-on duties, though One battle
won, according to Art, or so hethought.
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The morning of Sunday, february17, 1991, as was the practice
since he had retired, art droveNancy to the airport.
She had a busy day ahead of her.
On the way she told him thatshe was flying this trip as an
add-on.
Earlier in the month she hadbeen scheduled to work a troop
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charter for Northwest ferryingtroops on civilian aircraft to
Saudi Arabia.
At the last minute the trip wascancelled To pick up the hours
she would need to fill out hermonth's requirements.
So she and Art could take aplanned vacation ski trip to
Lake Tahoe.
Nancy had signed on as an add-onfor a flight to Las Vegas.
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There was joining another crewfor a field plane where she
would help out with the dinnerrush, then leave the crew, wait
and continue on from itsstopover in Detroit.
Art was ticked off, but whatcould he do?
It was just this one last timeanyway.
Nancy kissed Art goodbye, gotout of the car at about 7 am.
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She would overnight in Detroit,then pick up a third crew
Monday morning, continue on toFort Lauderdale, memphis and
Indianapolis.
Tuesday she was doingIndianapolis, new York, memphis
and Minneapolis and she wasscheduled to finish three killer
days.
When she touched down at herhome base at 5.06 pm, art would
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pick her up at the airport.
It would be a couple of days ofR&R and then they would be off
to Lake Tahoe to ski.
Art went home to finish readingthe paper, have some coffee,
watch News of Desert Storm onCNN.
He was coming down withsomething too.
He never got sick, but he couldfeel cold or worse.
Coming on Monday Art woke upfeeling terrible.
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He would stay in the day before, try to soak the coal out in a
long hot bath, but the rest andthe hot water had not done a
thing.
He was an active guy in hisretirement.
If he had nothing else to do hewould often go for a run in the
neighborhood.
But this day he felt so lousyhe decided to sit in and do
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nothing, not a thing, which wasvery unusual for him.
He would sit back, nap, read,watch TV and hope things didn't
get worse.
Well, they would Thank you forlistening to the Murder Book.
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Have a great week.
Welcome to the Murder Book.
I'm your host, kiara, and thisis part four of Jeffrey Gordon's
Deadly Secret.
Let's begin so.
Detectives Kinn and the Catchwere not the only ones on
Stone's Trail.
The Ebbies were too, or ratherthe private investigator they
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hired.
It was a somber Thanksgiving forthe Ebi children.
Less than three weeks aftertheir mother's murder they
gathered at their dad's parentswho had been devastated by the
news.
One of their relatives askedwhat they were going to do about
the murder.
The kids had not been planningto do anything.
It was in the cops' hands.
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The relative said if it hadbeen her mom she would do more.
She would hire a privateinvestigator and get to the
bottom of things.
Lynn disagreed, but thatplanted the bug.
That planted the bug.
Her siblings eventually decidedto hire a PI out of Ann Arbor
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named Thomas Reed.
Jonathan had his first meetingwith him on September 20th 1987.
And they end up spending afortune on him.
According to Lynn, the moneycame out of the proceeds from
their mother's estate.
The PI talked to the Flint cops.
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He filed report after report,mostly in lock form, and he just
kept sending these reports andthey just couldn't stand the guy
.
Unlike some PIs, reed seemed toenjoy the limelight, not
hanging back in the shadows.
He managed to alert the Flintreporters who he was and was
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quoted in the paper nearing thefirst anniversary of Evie's
death that even if he were firedhe would keep working the case
because it was so unusual.
And he said quote I will workon this until I reach a
conclusion, end quote, thoughthere's no evidence that he
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continued to work the case oncehe was fired.
In another article in November19, he said that he was working
numerous new leads and mightsoon release a composite sketch
of a new suspect.
But he never did.
At 1.30 pm spoke with Todd Seedof the Flint Journal and gave
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him details of how we were goingto proceed with the
investigation.
And 11.687 at 3.10 pm spokewith Newcaster Barb Schroeder
from TV12 concerning theinvestigation.
And 11.1387 at 3 pm talked withBarb Schroeder who wanted to
know if in fact we were meetingthe following Tuesday at 3 with
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the Flint Police Department.
He traveled to Boston andFlorida conducting interviews
with former friends andcolleagues of their mother and
though he told King he disagreedwith him about Stone being a
viable suspect, he traveled toPennsylvania too For his visit
to Stone.
He flew to Philadelphia, renteda car on May 31, 1988, and
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stayed until June 6.
On June 1, he found from theNewark Delaware police that
Stone had recently been introuble with them.
He had been hanging around thelibrary of the University of
Delaware trying to strike outout-book conversations with
women, some of whom werefrightened and called the police
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.
The cops asked him not toreturn to the library police.
The cops asked him not toreturn to the library.
Other than that he had notrauma with any police agency in
the tri-state area Except forhis brief conversation with
police.
The first three days of thedetective's trip were fruitless,
uneventful and expensive forthe Ebbies.
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He recorded 16 hours ofbillable time the first day, 11,
the second, 14 the third andthree days of trying.
He never even saw Stone,couldn't verify that he still
lived where King and Dickettefound him.
Couldn't find the car hethought Stone was driving, a
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Chevy Citation of 1974 vintage.
He went to the place where hethought Stone worked, but he had
not worked there for a year.
On the fourth day thingsimproved.
They were still fruitless,still expensive, but at least
they got comedic.
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Reed staked out Stone's supposedresidence in Landenburg from
5.20 am to 4.30 pm, apparentlyjust staring at the house
waiting to see Stone on or hisChevy.
His report to the Ebbes of theday is unintentionally funny.
He says, quote I simplycouldn't take the chance of
wasting additional time.
I decided to contact one of theneighbors.
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A brainstorm, as it worked out.
This was the best thing to do.
I went to the residence nextdoor to Mr Stone's residence and
spoke with the lady of thehouse at 4.30 pm.
She indicated that she knewCharlie Stone quite well but
didn't quite feel comfortablegoing into specific detail and
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asked that I come back atapproximately 5.30 pm to speak
with her husband.
The husband he reportedprovided a wealth of information
, such as Stone was still livingnext door and occasionally took
trips out of town for two orthree days.
And occasionally took trips outof town for two or three days.
He delivered pizza for Domino'sin downtown Newark and used to
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deliver pizzas in Newcastle,delaware.
And what a surprise, given thathe delivered pizzas.
He generally worked afternoonsand evenings.
He also told Reed that Stonehung out after work at Klondike
Kate's, a bar popular withUniversity of Delaware students.
So the detective decided tostake out Klondike Cates from
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the inside and await Stone'spost-midnight arrival.
He was hoping to run into him.
Mr Stone ended up not showingup and he called Domino's Pizza
and found out that he ended upworking late.
This happens to be a very busyfranchise and he put in a note
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this was approximately a 16-hourday.
Quote June 4 was a Saturday.
The detective wrote that hedecided not to try to talk to
Stone at his house before goingto work, but would wait till he
got to work.
In conducting limitedsurveillance at this particular
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establishment, he was able toverify that it was not unusual
for individuals to stop by theDomino's Pizza pick up their own
pizzas.
Surveillance has its rewards,so hence the plan plan.
At 7 45 pm, the detective wentinto dominoes and ordered a
pizza.
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While waiting, he would lookfor the opportunity to strike up
a casual conversation with hisquery.
And only one problem the querywas not on a delivery.
Timing is everything.
The detective got lucky, though, because Stone came back before
Reed started arousing suspicionby not carrying out his
carry-out pizza, and thedetective did indeed strike up a
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conversation.
He was going to be in town fora week wonder what was a good
place for some action, and Stonetold him about Klondike Cakes.
The detectives thanked him andsaid he would try it and if
Stone wanted to stop by later hewould buy him a drink.
Back to Klondike on the EbisDime where Stone did not go
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after work the best late plans.
Sunday the detective calledStone's neighbor at 2.20 pm and
verified that Stone was home.
He got there 20 minutes later.
Stone's car was gone.
Just miss him, said theneighbor.
So he left and pulled ontoRoute 896 just in time to see
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Stone driving by in the oppositedirection.
Reed pulled a U-turn, followedStone to a rural cemetery where
he got out and started takingphotographs of headstones.
He said quote.
I drove by him based on thefact that it would have been
very unusual for me to run intohim out in the country after
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meeting him at the peaceestablishment end, quote.
And that night the detective hada plan he would go back to
Domino's, order another pizzaand strike up a conversation
with Stone.
And strike up a conversationwith Stone the Deja Vu plan, you
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could call it.
He ordered his pizza andthanked Stone for the tip on
Klondike Cates, but said it wastoo young a crowd and did Stone
have any other suggestions for acool place to hang out?
Ben against Stone replied lotsof women there.
Now Bennigan's stone repliedlots of women there.
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And the detective stated that hewould be in town for
approximately one more week andasked him to join him for a
drink.
And he again stated to him thatI knew no one in town and this
is him talking.
And then he said well, mr Stonewas very polite, seemed
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somewhat excited about theconversation with him.
So he indicated that hewouldn't mind at all having a
drink with him.
And somewhat excited must be arelative term, because Stone
also told him that since he wasworking late each night for the
next week he was going to haveto pass on that drink offer.
At least it was only a six hourday In six days.
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Reed had talked to Stone twiceabout places to hang out in
Newark.
Maybe he was hoping to getStone drunk.
Before he mentioned the reasonfor the trip, margaret Irby
learned that Stone still livedwhere he used to live, still
drove the car he used to drive,still deliver pizza, still work
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late.
There.
He had been the pizza, thoughhe had gotten to watch college
kids get hammered at KlondikeSkate, and so the trip wasn't
without its rewards.
The detective had one day left,so he made it through all of it
without surveilling thedominoes or ordering another pie
.
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The report of his final dayreads, quote on Monday, june 6,
1988, I ended up contacting anindividual.
I believe to be a reliableinformant.
I would be glad to give youmore detailed information
concerning the individual andhow he may be contacted.
I ended up taking a late flightout based on the fact that it
was the most inexpensive fare.
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Note this was approximately a14 and one half hour day.
This was approximately a 14 andone half hour day.
Please do not hesitate tocontact me if you have any
questions concerning theinformation stated in this
report.
End quote Questions.
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There were none.
What was to question?
Deep dish or regular?
So in September 15, 1988, onbehalf of the Ebi family, reed
offered a reward of $25,000 forinformation leading to an arrest
and conviction in the murder.
Finally, lynn, margaret'sdaughter.
She confronted her siblings andsaid I had enough.
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Cash me out.
From now on you're paying itthree ways.
Shortly thereafter theyterminated his services.
Nothing came of it, exceptStone was more convinced than
ever that there was a conspiracyto get him, one that involved
the Flint police, the FBI, theRed Runs administration and now
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some suspicious guy hangingaround down in Oaks Stone was
proof.
Just because you are paranoiddoesn't mean they're not out to
get you.
We'll be right.
Back In February 1987, king gothis next homicide case.
He didn't need a biggercaseload, but this one worked
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out well.
He needed a sense ofaccomplishment.
A call came in to the PD sayingthere was a guy beaten to death
with a baseball bat in a housein Flint.
So King was out running thatmorning about 5 am.
It was snowing up a storm andwhen he got back home he had
icicles hanging from hismustache and his wife said to
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call the desk because they had abody he needed to look into.
The whole thing ended up acomedy of errors and after
working every non-stop, king wasin a mood for comedy.
The body had been taken to thewrong hospital.
Instead of going to the HurleyMedical Center where it was
supposed to go, some rookie cophad dispatched it to an
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osteopathic hospital instead.
By the time King tracked itdown, the nurses there had
cleaned the body, stitched thewounds so they could send it,
nice and neat, to the funeralhome.
Destroy all the evidence in theprocess and need to the funeral
home.
Destroy all the evidence in theprocess, turns out there have
been white trash folks two menand a woman boozing it up big
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time at a house in Flint.
The two survivors were sittingat the police department and
they told King that they hadbeen partying with the dead guy
before he was dead.
And then they have left thehouse to get something to eat
and when they came back he wasdead.
And then they have left thehouse to get something to eat
and when they came back he wasall smashed up.
No eyewitnesses, two suspectstelling a story that's stupid
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but hard to refute, a bodythat's been all cleaned and
fixed up and is nearly uselessfrom an evidentiary point of
view.
King puts the two in separaterooms.
He talks to the man, gets thesame story, talks to the man,
gets the same story, talks tothe woman.
She's telling the tale whensuddenly she starts crying and
in 20 seconds spills are anentirely different story.
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She was going to have sex withthe one guy.
The second guy wanted to havesex too, so the first guy beat
him up with the bat.
King goes back to the guy'sroom and he looks at King and
says she talked to you, didn'tshe?
Okay, I'll talk to you.
It was one of those dramaticconfessions.
You never get dramaticconfessions.
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But King was still back wherehe started from a dead end on
Abby.
Three months have gone by.
The list of sexual partners hethought surely would lead to a
quick arrest, had not the Mottemployees had come up clean.
Stone did it.
But how to prove it?
The Mott genius had outwittedKing so far and he had been
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outwitting him since they werefive and showed no signs of
stopping now and show no signsof stopping now.
In April the Abbey family wasdevastated once more, this time
by a peculiar profile in amonthly city magazine called
Metropolitan Detroit, one ofthose slick city magazines more
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often given to features on thefive best pickup bars or the ten
best pizzas in town than toserious journalism.
But Metropolitan Detroit waslocked in an ad and circulation
war with another city monthly, awar it would soon lose and was
trying to beef up interest inwhat had once been a fat,
well-read magazine.
Had once been a fat, well-readmagazine.
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Maybe it could beef upreadership and sales by shedding
its image as a dispenser ofpuffery in what was less puffy
than sex and murder.
The Ebbes thought they wereparticipating in what would be
both a tribute to their motherand a way to generate publicity
about the case.
Publicity they got a tributehardly, as its name implied.
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The magazine rarely, if ever,dealt with things or events
outside the metropolitan Detroitarea.
Flint was far off to its normalradar screen.
If he was going to send one ofhis associate editors to Flint,
if he was going to be able tograb attention back home with
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any subsequent story, well, itsgoals wouldn't be served by
being reverential.
The article titled the Two MrsEbbes was not only cruel, it was
dead wrong.
How wrong would take years tofind out.
The article approached Ebby'slife and death the way an
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investigative reporter mightreport the death and secret life
of a national figure.
Ebby was a public figure ofsorts in Flint, to be sure.
The writer, cynthia ShawGlasscock and the magazine
seemed to take pride in rootingout the secrets of her life,
though the secrets amounted tolittle more than revealing that
the gay house was a bit run down.
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That shock of shocks, given theknife-in-the-back nature of
academia knife-in-the-backnature of academia Abby had not
been liked, had even beendespised by some of those who
reported to her when she wasprovost and that she liked men
Glass got quoted, a real estateagent who said that when Abby
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met with her about a place tolive, the first question she
asked was about the city'seligible bachelors.
Margaret Ebby said the storywas a woman who appeared to move
in Flynn's highest circles, wasgifted, attractive and
energetic, but intoned thearticle melodramatically said,
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quote.
Melodramatically said, quote.
There was something else, aquestion of who this woman was
really.
In the days and weeks followingher own death, investigators
discover that there was more toknow, that in fact she was not a
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person easily known, that, likea planet in orbit, there was a
side of.
So, if you read between thelines, the article early on
seemed to hint of a willingparticipantin.
There was no sign of theft,there was no sign of struggle,
no indication that she wasdrugged or assaulted sexually
against her will, while policewill not comment.
One hears, though this too isunconfirmed that her wrists had
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been bound and then released.
End quote.
Later, a woman identified onlyas an acquaintance tells Glasgow
the following quote you had thefeeling that the well-dressed
provost could become a differentMargaret Ebby dress wildly,
maybe, and attend functions,let's say, not normally attended
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by a university provost.
End quote.
One picture, as Glasgow seemedto suggest orgies and wild
carry-ons.
How an editor let such rankspeculations remain in the story
is hard to imagine.
The source clearly had no ideawhat Evie did in her spare time.
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All she had was a feeling thatthe well-dressed Evie might be
someone who could dress wildly,clearly Class.
God had not been able to getsources who knew if there were
orgies or if Evie had wildclothes.
Worse is the unspokenimplication that event A
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dressing wildly and going toabnormal functions, if true
somehow made event B getting herhead nearly severed off with a
serrated knife her fault.
Her head nearly severed offwith a serrated knife, her fault
.
Glasgow wrote that Evie hadexpressed concern for a lack of
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security, particularly asecurity alarm at the gatehouse,
and had asked Mrs Mudd, withoutresult, to install one.
It was Evie's fault then thatshe didn't pay for a system out
of her own funds.
And the reporter additionallywrote quote Others wonder why,
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if Margaret was so scared, shedidn't buy her own system.
I had the feeling she waspenurious.
End quote.
So you know, wild and cheap.
The agent went on to say thatthree months before Abby's
murder she had called Abby totell her that a two-door had
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come on the market if she wasinterested in buying instead of
renting.
The article says that she toldthe agent I don't believe I'm
interested because I'm so happyhere.
But she wasn't happy.
According to Glasgow, by thenshe apparently believed she
needed the gatehouse and thestatus it conferred.
Abby had resigned as provostand was difficult to work with.
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According to Glasgow, shetreated those above her
reverentially and those belowher with cruelty and disdain.
The bad Margaret Abby wasarrogant, abrasive, aggressive
and insensitive.
One woman who used to report toher had been treated for stress
After the back festival wasover.
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Evie had to go back to being anordinary music professor, not a
powerful administrator.
All she had left, wrote Glasgow, margaret Evby feared was the
gatehouse.
This is a dramaticoverstatement that overlooks her
rich social life, familyinvolvement and granddaughter.
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The gatehouse was hardly theonly thing in Ebby's life, as
her calendar for the weekend shedied proves.
The gatehouse was all she had,though, wrote Glasgow, and the
house itself, like Ebby, was notwhat it seemed.
Glasscock found it tacky and inbad taste.
It had, she said, green shackcarpeting throughout wood trim
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on the exterior that seemed toshow spots of rot and a tiny
kitchen that looked like it hadnot been updated since the 40s
and the basement leaked.
One can barely imagine.
Well, maybe one can,considering Abby was paying $375
a month including utilities.
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Glasscock also told of the FBI'sinvolvement, of those sharp,
allseeing or knowing profilers,and that the word on the street,
meaning the word she wasgetting from police or FBI on a
not-for-attribution basis, wasthat the cops knew her killer
but were forced to play awaiting game for more evidence,
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to wait for the killer to make amistake by now.
Later in the article there wasno need to read between the
lines to see the victim beingblamed, and this is what Glasgow
wrote, quote imagine this aslightly inebriated male of
indeterminate age goes toMargaret Evie's house to talk.
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Exact time of day or night,uncertain Financial and
occupational stress weighheavily on his mind.
Mrs Evie lets him in, they talkand, though he had not intended
it, a rage is unleashed and hekills her, slashing her delicate
throat.
Afterward the man remains inthe Flint area despite his
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desire to leave.
He also undergoes a personalitychange.
The above scenario is factaccording to FBI behavior
scientist experts Using the samemethod employed in tracking
down Varno Bailey, the manrecently found guilty of the
abduction and slaying of SeanMoore.
The FBI last December releaseda profile of the killer.
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The agency concluded that theassailant not only knew Margaret
Ebby, he had been in her homebefore Late Friday night or very
early Saturday morning.
Margaret Ebby is at home after aquiet entertaining evening with
friends.
There is a knock at the door,surprise.
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She calls for identificationand a familiar voice responds A
very familiar voice Together.
The two go upstairs.
Once in her bedroom, bothparties undress.
Margaret is nearly hanging herclothes, as is her habit.
Then she readies the bed,pulling back the covers and
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turning on the electric blanketshe uses in place of a bottom
sheet.
She willingly gives him herwrists it's a game they have
played.
Before he fastens them tightly,passion follows.
Then, before he frees her, hegets up.
She is so calm now doesn'tnotice.
Perhaps her eyes are drowsilyclosed.
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Then the cold steel of theblade presses her skin.
Death comes quickly.
He unties her hands, end quote.
What Glasgow didn't know, ordidn't write about, if she
didn't know, was that the womanwho served as the main source
was Margaret Strubble, the samewoman who had once told the
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Flint Journal how wonderful herboss was and who later claimed
to reporters to have told herhusband that Amy would never
live through the month ofNovember had in fact been a
suspect herself.
Abby's other friends had toldKing that their relationship had
soured when she quit the bagfestival and Abby wouldn't
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rehire her.
Straubel had later bad-mouthedAbby, claiming erroneously that
she had blocked Straubel'sadmission to a graduate program
at University of Michigan.
At one point, during what Kingdescribed as a hard interview
with Straubel, the woman brokedown and began crying.
Briefly, king thought she wasabout to confess to Abby's
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murder.
She was eventually cleared.
Glasscock also had no way ofknowing that Straubel had,
according to privateinvestigator Reed, told him that
she once considered her husbanda suspect in Abby's death, that
he had hated Abby and actedvery suspiciously the weekend of
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the slaying.
Adding a final odd touch to thestory, strobel claimed that
Glasgow had never interviewedher but had pulled quotes of
hers out of various FlintJournal and Detroit News stories
.
We'll be right back.
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The heavy murder was Flint'smost prominent unsolved homicide
in 1986, but hardly its onlyone.
There were 61 murders for theyear, an all-time record for the
city, and as February 1987rolled around, 18 of them were
still unsolved.
King's caseload was brutal, aswas the entire homicide squad's.
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Even so, its clearance rate forhomicides in 1986 was 71%.
The state average was 46%.
In Detroit it was 40%.
According to FBI figures, thenational average was 74%.
Given its caseload, given itsbudget, woes and resources, the
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Flint PD more than held its own.
Police still seek clues to 1986homicides.
Read a Flint Journal headlinefrom the Sunday paper of
February 8, 1987.
The Abbey case was mostprominent in the roundup of
unsolved murders.
The others were more than youwould expect.
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Robert Fordham, stabbed todeath days after being indicted
on cocaine charges.
Victor Arteaga, shot somewhereelse and dumped in front of a
stranger's house.
Sammy Sanders, a 15-year-oldboy, stabbed next to his home
for his tennis shoes.
Eric Gibson, wanted on an armedrobbery charge, shot with a
large caliber handgun in theback.
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Reading between the lines, itwas bad news.
The Evie case had moved in theeditor's mind from the category
of breaking news to the categoryof a looking back feature.
In June it was time for thepaper to take another look back.
Every slaying investigatorstill making progress.
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Read the headline for June 22nd.
As usual, detective DeCatch wasquoted prominently.
It remains a case that stillgenerates a great deal of
interest, not only in thecommunity, but when it was
presented last month at theHomicide Investigators
Conference at the Michigan StatePolice Academy in Lansing.
He said DeKach told thereporter that while there had
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been no startling developmentsin the case, detectives were
still working on it and makingprogress.
He declined to elaborate.
He said the shopping list ofthings that have to be done was
immense at the beginning of theinvestigation.
It is still long and we arecontinuing to do things on the
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list.
In fact they were out of theto-dos and have been for some
time.
But the catch was hardly aboutto tell a reporter looking for
an angle that they have given up, that there seemed to be no
chance that they have solved thecase, that Charlie Stone was
home free.
Ironically, the catch continuedto plug the FBI.
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He said the general profileprovided by the FBI limited the
number of possible suspects.
And another Big Sunday featureon November 1st 1987 said who
killed Abby?
One year later, question stillon number Answers.
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And that was the headline.
And the cat said you know wethink about it all the time.
That's still the number onetopic of conversation.
What are you doing on the Eddiecase?
He told the reporter that hegot asked the question at the
supermarket, at football games,at social gatherings, games, at
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social gatherings.
King got the same question fromhis neighbors and the folks at
church.
Rarely a Sunday went by withoutsomeone at church asking King
what progress they were making.
And again the catch praised theFBI.
He said we know that theprofiling technique works and
we'll still remain confidentthat we will solve this case.
And we'll still remainconfident that we will solve
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this case.
Gene Harrington may haveconjured up some magic when he
worked up Ronald Bailey'sprofile.
The press and Flint police hadevery reason to believe he had
conjured up some more with theprofile of Abby's killer.
It certainly helped set thecourse of events for years to
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come.
It helped put Charlie Stonedirectly in King's metaphorical
crosshairs.
It helped keep him there.
It kept the Flint PD fromexpanding its investigation.
It served as the basis forMetropolitan Detroit's
devastating profile of Evie andthe article's image of a woman
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inviting a lover to tie her upand have sex with her.
There was only one thing wrongHarrington's profile as a factor
in solving the Bailey killingsseems to have been worthless.
That such a profile evenexisted can be discerned from
reading any of the thousands ofinches of newspaper clippings on
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the case which commandedheadlines in the Detroit News,
the Detroit Free Press, theSuburban Observer, the eccentric
newspapers.
For months, Not once is theprofile even referred to.
Nowhere is quoted by the papersas a means to solicit tips.
Harrington's name never comesup.
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That's not to say thatHarrington didn't do a bang-up
job or that it wasn'tdistributed to police, but no
one at the time seems to havepaid the least bit of attention
to it, including the policeinvolved.
The cops never credited it.
The papers never used it.
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According to the LivoniaObserver, which gave the Bailey
murders blanket coverage formore than a year, the first time
Bailey's name came to theattention of a local police was
on September 6, 1985, when hisname turned up on a list of
owners of gold 1985 Jeeps whichwitnesses had seen at Moore's
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abduction.
Bailey got caught not becauseof the vets but because he was
stupid enough and frantic enoughto grab a kid in broad daylight
while driving a car that stoodout a mile away.
The first description to matchBailey was on a wanted flyer put
together by those samewitnesses.
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Reporters covering those caseshad no memory of any involvement
by FBI profilers, but theBailey murders were off the
radar screen in Flint.
If the FBI wanted to brag abouthow they have helps of the case
.
How did they?
They did everything her namebut named Bailey in their
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profile.
Who was to dispute it?
There was another thing wrongabout the profile of Abby's
killer.
It didn't have a shred of truthto it, not a bit of real
insight.
It was the wildest sort ofinaccurate hocus-pocus, malarkey
.
The FBI couldn't have been morewrong about Abby's killer if it
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had said Benjamin Franklin hadcome back from the dead to
electrocute her.
The profile gave the Flintpolice some direction though, a
direction they follow asfaithfully as a ship's captain
eyeing a compass and fog bank.
They believe in Harrington,they believe the profile.
They would believe it for years, despite any lack of results,
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results, despite eventualevidence to the contrary.
It was their story and theywere going to stick to it.
Margaret Eby had been killed bysomeone she knew, and when it
came time to exclude a wholecategory of possible suspects
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the estate's various contractors, subcontractors, vendors who
might have access to thegatehouse grounds or even to the
house itself, but who did notknow Ebi personally the FBI
profile provided one excuse.
The workload for police andmanpower and budget problems
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provided three others.
We'll be right back.
Let's go to talk about otherpeople now.
There was no sign in the summerof 1954 that Art Ludwig would
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become a pioneer of thefledgling TV industry or that it
would make him wealthy.
Little to show anyone, least ofall his exasperated mother,
that he had become much ofanything, as he had partied his
nights away and wasted themornings in bed.
He was a Korean War vet who hadenlisted in the National Guard.
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When he was still in highschool he spent his tour of duty
stateside at Fort Rocker,alabama.
Art showed leadership skills inthe service.
He was a tank commander, then aplatoon sergeant and finally a
company first sergeant beforehis discharge Christmas of 1953.
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He would later rise to the rankof colonel in the Army Reserves
.
He returned to Brainerd,minnesota, and was happy to be
part of the post-war ebullienceof the times.
Brainerd, a town of 4,500, thatis 125 miles north of
Minneapolis, is theself-proclaimed heart of the
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lake country In long, a touristmecca for those hoping to fish
or swim, to get sunburn on ornear one of the Minnesota's
10,000 lakes.
Art was from a large familyfour sisters and two brothers,
one of whom died as a baby.
Four sisters and two brothers,one of whom died as a baby.
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His dad, arthur, had owned alocal grocery store but went
broke during the Depression whenhe continued to sell on credit
to his friends and neighbors.
The family moved north toDuluth for a while where his dad
found a job as a machinist.
But the lure of Brainerd soonbrought them back.
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So Art graduated from BrainerdHigh School in the class of 1949
, and during high school heworked as a busboy at the Llano
Lakes Bar and Cafe, one of justtwo real restaurants in town and
the only one with a liquorlicense.
On summer weekends.
It did a big business andclosed too late for Art to avoid
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breaking the curfew laws thatwas in effect for kids, so he
and another busboy would sleepin cramped quarters reserved for
them over the restaurant.
He was smart, witty, sharp withthe pattern, good with the
girls.
Ludwig was content to just letthe days and nights fall by and
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when he returned to Brainerdafter his stint in the army.
So Christmas came and went, newYear's came and went, with not
much to distinguish one nightfrom the next.
There was always a partysomewhere or a gathering at
friends at one door and another,and early one night in January
of 1954, art was drinking withsome friends and one of them
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said they were leaving the nextday.
And when Art asked them why,they said well, because we're
going to college.
He said where.
He said the University ofMinnesota.
And Art said well, that soundslike a good idea to me.
So the next morning Artbrutally hung over, but he
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managed to get out of bed, piledhimself into his friend's car
for the drive south.
When they got to Minneapolis,art went to the registrar's
office and they asked him we canregister you, because where are
your transcripts?
And he said what aretranscripts?
Normally that would have beenthe end of it, but the post-war
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days were boom times forAmerican colleges, as they
enrolled classrooms full ofex-soldiers, taking advantage of
the GI Bill and raking millionsof Uncle Sam's dollars.
So the registrar's officeworked around the immediate lack
of transcripts and sent him toa counselor to figure out how he
could take the requisite 14hours required by the GI Bill
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when nearly every class wasalready filled.
Somehow the counselor found thehours, including courses in
English, literature, history andspeech.
And he was in.
Art enjoyed life as a collegestudent and, returning to
Brainerd for the summer, vowedto enjoy life as a college
student on break too.
It was back to a routine oflong nights, short mornings, and
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the summer was broken up by twoweeks of what was then called
AT for active training, as partof his ongoing military
obligations.
While at active training atCamp Ripley, minnesota, art ran
into a friend from his days atFort Rucker.
At Camp Ripley, minnesota, artran into a friend from his days
at Fort Rucker.
His name was Walter Butler, andButler's father owned a new TV
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station, wtcn.
There have been two stations inthe Twin Cities and the Federal
Communication Commission saidthere could be two more.
In his infinite wisdom, he hadassigned both of them the same
channel 11.
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St Paul's News Station WMINwould sign on and present two
hours of programming and thensign off.
Wtcn would then sign on, runtwo hours and sign off, and so
it went throughout the day.
When Art ran into Butler atactive training, butler shook
his hand enthusiastically andimmediately offered him a job at
the station, and they told himthat they needed a switchboard
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operator, and Art said sure,having no intentions of ruining
his summer by taking any sort ofmeaningful employment After
active training, art went backto Brainerd and forgot all about
TV.
Years later he said I have notspent an hour watching TV in my
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life.
I know I would never even turnone on or off in my life, my
life.
I know I would never even turnone on or off in my life.
But a few days later he waslying in bed deciding when and
if to get up.
When his mother, dolores, cameto his room he said there's a
man on the phone.
I said who is it?
He said Walter Butler.
I said I don't want to talk tohim.
Tell him I'm not home.
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A couple of days later, onanother late afternoon morning I
believe, his mom came to hisroom again and said it's Walter
Butler.
Again, he said I don't want totalk to him.
Tell him I'm out.
A few days later his mom came tohis room once more and this
time she was poking him in theribs with a broom handle.
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She said it's Walter Butleragain.
Why does he keep calling you?
She said because he wants me togo to work with him.
She said.
And he said I don't want to.
She said well, what are yougoing to do this summer?
He said nothing.
I'm a veteran.
I'm going to stay home with youand party till I have to go
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back to school.
That part.
He said it was unsaid, ofcourse.
And she said where are yougoing to stay?
He said here.
She said nope, no, you're not.
No son of mine is going to layin bed when he's wanted for a
job.
And she poked him harder in theribs, got him up and sent him
to the phone.
Art drove to the Twin Cities.
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Butler had told him he'd mostlybe needed on the switchboard on
weekends but there would nodoubt be other hours.
As he was filling out theapplication, someone walked into
the office, asked him what hewas doing, told him he wasn't
going to be a switchboardoperator after all, grabbed him
and led him to a nearbysoundstage.
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A stagehand had failed to showup for work and in those days of
live TV, stagehands were theglue that held the shows with
their cheesy backdrops together.
It was also the TV era of anon-the-job training.
Everyone in the business wasnew to it.
If you walk into the stationand apply for a job, and that's
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the day a salesman quit, youwere a salesman.
If a stagehand stayed home witha hangover, you were a
stagehand, or was a stagehand.
In the alternating two-hourblocks of time, the crew at WTCN
put on cookie shows, clownshows, the accordion school on
the air, church shows andevangelists.
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It also put on the number onerated show in Minnesota TV, the
Casey Jones show.
At noon the half hour beganwith a filmed black and white
opening shot of the local railyard, then broke to the studio
in a cheap plywood set withCasey the train engineer leaning
out the window of hismake-believe engine.
He would get out of the traindo his lunchtime stick.
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For those kids lucky enough tolive within walking or running
distance of school.
The special effects were suchthat the stage crew would chain
smoke furiously leading up tothe show, so the smoke
enveloping the engine would looklike steam.
One of the stock-and-trade bitsof business for those shows,
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whether it was Casey Jones inMinneapolis or Soupy Sales in
Detroit, was to have the star goto a door at the edge of the
set, open it and engage in awide variety of interactions
with imagined off-cameracharacters or, in some cases,
real-life camera characters.
Art and his co-workersconstantly tried to throw Casey
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off the script by plantingsurprises on the other side of
the door, surprises he could seebut the audience at home could
not.
The goal was to fluster thestar, and flustered Casey was
one day when he went to the doorduring one live commercial as
he always did at the same timeeach show to accept a glass of
the sponsor's cold, deliciousmilk.
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Instead of a stagehand passinghim a glass, there stood the
station's biggest buzz femaleemployee, stark, naked with a
full glass of milk lodged firmlybetween her breasts.
As she pushed them together, hehad to pry the glass loose,
drink it down without choking,and nearly failed.
They were heady.
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While day's STV invented itselfand its pioneers prided
themselves on being heady andwild themselves, in that
pre-ESPN era, wtcn carved out aniche as a sports station
covering everything from highschool basketball games to the
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Big Ten football to pro sports.
In time it was the sportsstation of the area.
It handed total coverage of allof the feeds for the visiting
teams of the Minnesota Twins, ofMajor League Baseball, the
National Football League'sMinnesota Vikings, the National
Hockey League's North Stars, andit branched well beyond the
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Twin Cities, contracting to sendhis truck and crew out to send
feeds to other stations forgames out of Kansas City and
Milwaukee.
Art, whose early dutiesincluded chain smoking to make a
mock train engine look like itwas steaming, quickly worked his
way through the ranks enginelooked like it was steaming
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quickly worked his way throughthe ranks.
Just two years after hiring on,he was directing and producing
live sporting events.
His family grew as quickly ashis career.
He met an attractive waitressnamed Barbara at a restaurant
not far from the station,started dating her and they were
married in 1956.
The next year his first ofseven daughters, laura, was born
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.
His second I should say theyoungest, not the second Julie
was born with Down syndrome in1969, died from related
complications two years later.
By then, wtcn, which would bebought and have its call letters
changed to K-A-R-A, was then aknowledge giant of local sports,
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and Art was a productionmanager of its sports telecast
and vice president ofprogramming.
The frequent road trips and theongoing socializing and
drinking inherent in those daysin the TV business began to take
a toll on his marriage.
By the early 1970s his marriagewas going south fast and by
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1973, art was separated from hisfamily, living with a male
friend going through the usualguilt a parent undergoes when he
leaves his children.
Art went to the office Christmasparty that year.
It was at the Park Terrace,half a mile down Excelsior
Boulevard from the TV station,an upscale bar and restaurant
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that was across the street fromthe staff's normal hangout at
Jennings Red Coach, he foundhimself talking to and being
intrigued by and the last womanhe would have thought would
pique his interest Not that shewasn't attractive.
Nancy Jean Lepore was trim,5'2", 108 pounds, brown hairs,
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green eyes, pretty, evenbeautiful, if you caught her at
a certain angle.
She was working at an ad agencythen, but she had once worked
at the station and art had notmuch liked her.
Something about her rubbed himthe wrong way and he said I
didn't particularly care for her.
She was very efficient ineverything she did and her
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approach to her job Iinterpreted that as I don't know
well coldly efficient In abusiness where a lot of people
goofed off a lot.
In other words, she could seemsort of like a bitch, but at
that party they found themselvesstanding alone when people they
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have been with wandered off toget a drink or chat someone else
up.
They started talking and, toArt's surprise, the Teutonic
persona of the office was goneand in front of him was this
funny, charming, winning woman.
Was this funny, charming,winning woman?
Often Christmas parties have away of exaggerating people's
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charm and wit, and in the lightof the next day Art didn't think
much about it.
But until a couple months later, as was standard operating
procedure for many at thestation, he popped into the red
coach after work.
And this was, you know, thetime that birth control,
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pre-aids, pre-herpes,pre-mothers against drunk
driving era.
So you never knew what kind ofaction or energy level you would
walk into.
But chances were you wouldn'tbe bored at the Red Coach.
If nothing else, there would beother sharp, funny, high-energy
people there, slinging lines,trading, banter, bitching about
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bosses.
Nancy was at a table with someof her old friends from the
station.
Art sat down, the drinks andconversation flowed.
One by one people drifted offand suddenly it was just Art and
Nancy.
Again they hit it off.
It was funny, the way the rightperson can make you funnier,
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glibber, more interesting.
They made each other very funny, very glib, very interesting.
So a week later they went out todinner on their first date.
Not quite love at first sight.
It was nothing less quicklyclear to both that something
special was going on.
Though he was 18 years hersenior, she was born the same
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year he graduated from highschool.
The age difference neverbothered her.
She totally loved him,according to her best friend,
patty, who is a professionalphotographer with a studio
specializing in commercialadvertising in Eden Prairie,
minnesota, alt had met Nancy in1971, on her first night as a
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waitress at the Five, a downtownMinneapolis nightclub.
The bus told Nancy to show herthe ropes and they hit it off.
From the start they were meantto be together.
According to Patty, art andNancy were meant to be together.
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They were one of those uniquecouples.
When she met him she thoughtthat does it?
Art worried about his kids andwhat they thought of him At
first.
They thought I had deserted.
Their mother Was in no hurry toget divorced and remarried.
Nancy didn't pressure him, butshe made it clear that was what
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she wanted when she startedflying with North Central
Airlines in 1976, she had at-shirt made up that said Marry
me and fly free.
In 1977, the same year he got adivorce.
They moved in together in anapartment in the Minneapolis
suburb of St Louis Park.
On June 2, 1978, they weremarried in Mount Oliver Lutheran
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Church, where her parents,samuel and Gladys, were members.
It was a big wedding in thelargest and most impressive
ornate church in Minnesota.
The wedding was one to rememberand so was the honeymoon.
She lived up to the t-shirt andthey flew free to Rome, greece
and Egypt, where Luxor had justbeen open to tourists and the
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sight of two Americans wasenough to solicit a crowd of the
curious who politely followedthem around.
They continued to fly free, atleast one big trip a year.
They rode a boat throughAberdeen Bay in Hong Kong, where
thousands of junks were tiedtogether in a sort of oriental
version of a trailer park.
Laundry hung everywhere.
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Kids play on most of the boats.
There were puppies on each boattoo.
Kids play on most of the boats.
There were puppies on each boattoo.
Art didn't have the heart totell his animal-loving wife, who
thought nothing of beratingstrangers if she saw them being
unkind to their pets, that theboat owners were not raising
pets, they were raising dinner.
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On another trip to southernChina, they toured a
2,000-year-old open-air marketwith food of every kind hanging
up Dead rats, songbirds, thosesinging, hundreds of puppies in
cages.
By then Nancy knew they werebeing offered as food, not pets.
She wanted to buy them all andset them free.
It killed her to see peoplewalking home from their market
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with puppies and cats on ropes.
They visited Europe repeatedly,including tours behind the Iron
Curtain before it fell.
They went to Australia, to NewZealand, to Kenya.
Usually the trips were withlittle or no planning,
reflecting Nancy's spontaneity.
But she would come home and saywe're going.
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She would think nothing ofgoing to Europe for two weeks
with just our airline passes, nohotel reservations, nothing,
according to Art.
At first they would argue aboutit.
Art did a lot of traveling inhis job and prefer things a bit
more structured or a bit moreupscale, accustomed to staying
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in the plaza in New York or onhis expense account.
But she would say I don't tellyou about TV, don't tell me
about travel.
Neither spoke a foreign language, but it didn't stop, nancy,
once they have clear customssomewhere, from going up to
strangers and coming back withrecommendations on places to
stay and things to do.
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One time they stay in a shabbypension with a crack under the
door so big so the crack was sobig a cat squeezed under it into
the room.
Another time, in Paris, theystay on the third floor of a
third or fourth class joint withan elevator only big enough for
one in a room so small you hadto stand sideways to close the
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door.
It was just after a series ofterrorist attacks by Muslim
extremists, and they came backto the hotel one night after
dinner to find 15 Middle Easterntypes sitting in the lobby,
chain-smoking, and Art said Iwas sure we were going to be
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murder in our sleep.
But Nancy was nonplussed.
They rarely rented cars,preferring to walk for hours
wandering through our galleriesand museums, as at home.
What one liked to do, the otherinvariably liked to do too.
The only significantdisagreement seemed to be in the
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area of hotel choices.
Back in Minneapolis they bowlin a mixed doubles league.
They were avid fishermen andthey would stay on the frontier
lodge on Lake Cajiro Gama, up bythe Canadian border, where he
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kept a boat and a 32-foottrailer.
When they were not on the boatfishing for walleye, northern
pike bass and crappies, theywere canoeing through the
Boundary Waters area.
There's a photo that showsNancy beaming a huge smile,
holding a loft of 22-poundsalmon that she caught on Lake
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Michigan.
In the winter.
They would ski either onweekend trips north of
Minneapolis or on day trips toSalt Lake.
His schedule permitting, itwasn't unusual for them to pick
up the Saturday morning paper.
Drive to the airport park inthe employee lot of Republic
Airlines.
Take the employee shuttle tothe terminal and, in the
employee lot of RepublicAirlines, take the employee
shuttle to the terminal and, inthose pre-9-11 days, quickly,
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clear security, get on a plane.
And it was also the days whenairlines fed you, enjoyed
breakfast, or they read thepaper and flew west.
They would arrive at Salt Lake,catch a shuttle bus to one of
the many ski resorts west of thecity, scale to mid-afternoon,
catch a shuttle back to one ofthe many ski resorts west of the
city, scale to mid-afternoon,catch a shuttle back to the
airport, pick up an eveningpaper and read it while eating
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dinner on the flight home.
They would have dinner withfriends Saturday night, then
repeat the process on Sunday and, depending on art's work
schedule, again on Monday.
They loved to fly, it didn'tcost them a dime and they loved
to ski.
And what better way to spendtwo or three days in the winter?
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Art, well off financially, tookan early retirement from the TV
station in 1989, and by thenRepublic had merged with
Northwest and Nancy's senioritywas such that she could bid for
the flights at the beginning orend of her schedule.
That left, and that left herwith plenty of time for
recreation.
She could catch a trip to Seoulto Seoul, say, that would be in
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six or seven days on the job atthe beginning of a work cycle,
catch another long trip at theend of the month and have 10 or
12 days in the middle to dowhatever they wanted.
She would look at the socialcalendar, then look at the bid
sheet and bid flights so shecould attend every party, every
fishing trip, every familyfunction.
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According to Art, patty Old, thefriend, had stooped up at
Nancy's large wedding Not longafter Patty got engaged.
But she was having a smallwedding, typical of Nancy
outgoing, fearless and brash.
She called Patty up and saidPatty, I want to be in your
wedding.
Other words Patty uses todescribe her are confident,
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persistent, caring, honest,humorous, witty, playful,
spontaneous.
She said when I think of Nancy,I think of I love Lucy.
That was Nancy, always full ofsurprises.
She was always coming up withsurprises and doing weird things
to make you laugh.
And Nancy and Art would banterback and forth like Ricky and
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Lucy giving each other dicks,but in a way it was clear to the
observer that was always loving, never malicious.
The two of them were everybody'sentertainment.
They were so funny togetherthey were perfect by 1989, after
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11 years of marriage, thingswere idyllic according to art,
and they remains.
They remained so and by thenhis daughters had grown to
accept nancy, even love her.
A couple of them wereparticularly close to her.
The couple had their fishing,their bowling, their frequent
trips to exotic locales, boating, skiing parties, a big house in
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Minnetonka which is like anaffluent suburb of Minneapolis
that she would pick out anddecorate her beloved kooka-koo
as well, snuffy and each other.
So there was no question aboutthem wanting to go off with
their buddies or her going offwith her friends.
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They did everything togetherand they reached a plateau in
life where everything wasperfect.
They lived life.
Nancy lived every second of herlife on earth.
We'll be right back.
Second of her life on earth.
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We'll be right back.
In late of January 1991, art andNancy took a quick trip to Las
Vegas.
One day they returned to theirroom and Nancy had to fumble at
the door for her key, which wasburied somewhere in the
collection of stuff in her purse.
It took off Art and hechastised her for it.
It was one of his pet peeveshotel security or the lack
thereof.
He was always nagging at her tohave her key ready so she could
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make a quick entrance.
Don't be a target, he said.
Don't waste time at the door.
She thought he was a bit phobicon the topic.
After all, this was a guy who,when he was still working and on
the road, would depot his hotelroom door, then put the
wastebasket underneath thehandle and put a glass full of
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water balanced between the edgeof the basket and the door.
Several times he had woken inthe morning to see that someone
had tried to come in the glass.
Knocked over by my ownexperience.
Hotels are not safe places, hesays.
You act like you're at home,but you're not.
Hotel security is horseshit, nomatter the name of the hotel or
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where you go.
That was what Art would say.
Art also nagged Nancy aboutworking as an add-on flight
attendant.
As an add-on, you pick up crewsin the middle of a trip or drop
off a crew in the middle, wheremost flight attendants travel
in groups to and from hotels.
Add-ons often travel alone.
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Art says quote I didn't likethe idea of her going into
hotels by herself.
But she said I was so fashionedI can handle myself.
I'm a world traveler.
She said end quote.
She had agreed to curtail heradd-on duties, though One battle
won, according to Art, or so hethought.
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The morning of Sunday, february17, 1991, as was the practice
since he had retired, art droveNancy to the airport.
She had a busy day ahead of her.
On the way she told him thatshe was flying this trip as an
add-on.
Earlier in the month she hadbeen scheduled to work a troop
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charter for Northwest ferryingtroops on civilian aircraft to
Saudi Arabia.
At the last minute the trip wascancelled To pick up the hours
she would need to fill out hermonth's requirements.
So she and Art could take aplanned vacation ski trip to
Lake Tahoe.
Nancy had signed on as an add-onfor a flight to Las Vegas.
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There was joining another crewfor a field plane where she
would help out with the dinnerrush, then leave the crew, wait
and continue on from itsstopover in Detroit.
Art was ticked off, but whatcould he do?
It was just this one last timeanyway.
Nancy kissed Art goodbye, gotout of the car at about 7 am.
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She would overnight in Detroit,then pick up a third crew
Monday morning, continue on toFort Lauderdale, memphis and
Indianapolis.
Tuesday she was doingIndianapolis, new York, memphis
and Minneapolis and she wasscheduled to finish three killer
days.
When she touched down at herhome base at 5.06 pm, art would
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pick her up at the airport.
It would be a couple of days ofR&R and then they would be off
to Lake Tahoe to ski.
Art went home to finish readingthe paper, have some coffee,
watch News of Desert Storm onCNN.
He was coming down withsomething too.
He never got sick, but he couldfeel cold or worse.
Coming on Monday Art woke upfeeling terrible.
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He would stay in the day before, try to soak the coal out in a
long hot bath, but the rest andthe hot water had not done a
thing.
He was an active guy in hisretirement.
If he had nothing else to do hewould often go for a run in the
neighborhood.
But this day he felt so lousyhe decided to sit in and do
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nothing, not a thing, which wasvery unusual for him.
He would sit back, nap, read,watch TV and hope things didn't
get worse.
Well, they would Thank you forlistening to the Murder Book.
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