Murder, Murder

Referred to as “the nicest boy” in his hometown of Wolcott, Kansas, by the local newspaper Lowell Lee Andrews did anything but live up to it when he attempted to fulfill his secret dream of becoming a hired gunman in Chicago. Andrews, at the age of eighteen, weighed 300 pounds, wore horn-rimmed glasses, never drank alcohol, never dated, regularly went to church, and was an honor student. But because he needed money for the trip to Chicago to see his dream through, Andrews decided to kill his sister and parents and sell the property owned by his well-off farming family. While his family watched television, he entered the parlor carrying an automatic rifle and revolver and shot his sister between the eyes, his mother three times, and his father twice, before reloading, since the first round failed to kill his parents. He confessed the killings to his pastor a few days later. He was found Guilty of murder, despite being diagnosed as schizophrenic, sentenced, and hanged at Leavenworth Prison.

Referred to as “the nicest boy” in his hometown of Wolcott, Kansas, by the local newspaper Lowell Lee Andrews did anything but live up to it when he attempted to fulfill his secret dream of becoming a hired gunman in Chicago. Andrews, at the age of eighteen, weighed 300 pounds, wore horn-rimmed glasses, never drank alcohol, never dated, regularly went to church, and was an honor student. But because he needed money for the trip to Chicago to see his dream through, Andrews decided to kill his sister and parents and sell the property owned by his well-off farming family. While his family watched television, he entered the parlor carrying an automatic rifle and revolver and shot his sister between the eyes, his mother three times, and his father twice, before reloading, since the first round failed to kill his parents. He confessed the killings to his pastor a few days later. He was found Guilty of murder, despite being diagnosed as schizophrenic, sentenced, and hanged at Leavenworth Prison.


On August 22, 1982, 11-year-old Richard Stetson disappeared while jogging near his home, in Portland, Maine. A motorist found his body the next morning, lying beside a rural highway, and while he was initially believed to be the victim of a hit-and-run, autopsy results showed that Stetson was strangled, then stabbed several times in the chest. Bite marks on the body were inflicted by a set of human teeth. Investigators had no solid evidence to work with, and a year elapsed before a suspect, 24 years old, was booked for Stetson’s murder. Charges were dismissed in February 1984, by which time there were two more victims on the list, some 1,500 miles away. Danny Joe Eberle, age 13, was delivering newspapers in Bellevue, Nebraska, when he vanished on the morning of September 18, 1983. His bicycle and papers were found inside a gate, at the fourth house on his route, but Eberle remained missing until September 21, when searchers pulled his body from some roadside weeds. Partially stripped, he had been stabbed repeatedly, then dumped where he was found. Detectives noticed bite marks on the body, and his ankles had been bound before he died. On December 2, 12-year-old Christopher Walden disappeared while walking to school three miles from the scene of the Eberle murder. Stabbed repeatedly, his corpse was found by pheasant hunters two days later, hidden in a grove of trees outside of town. Six weeks later, on January 11, 1984, a suspicious young man was seen loitering around a Bellevue preschool. An attendant memorized his license number, and the rented vehicle was traced to 20-year-old John Joubert, an enlisted man at nearby Offutt Air Force Base. A search of Joubert’s quarters turned up rope identical to Danny Eberle’s bindings; more rope and a hunting knife were found in his car when Joubert was arrested that night.In custody, the suspect confessed both local murders, warning detectives that he might kill again, if released. Charged with two counts of homicide on January 12, Joubert was held in lieu of $10 million bond pending trial. He pled guilty to both counts on July 3, 1984, and a panel of three judges fixed his sentence at death. As a native of Portland, Maine, Joubert had also been making headlines at home. Detectives noted similarities between the two Nebraska murders and the Stetson case, instantly bumping Joubert to the head of their short suspect list. Hair samples and tooth impressions were obtained from Joubert in February 1985, and he was indicted for Richard Stetson’s murder on January 10, 1986.

On August 22, 1982, 11-year-old Richard Stetson disappeared while jogging near his home, in Portland, Maine. A motorist found his body the next morning, lying beside a rural highway, and while he was initially believed to be the victim of a hit-and-run, autopsy results showed that Stetson was strangled, then stabbed several times in the chest. Bite marks on the body were inflicted by a set of human teeth. Investigators had no solid evidence to work with, and a year elapsed before a suspect, 24 years old, was booked for Stetson’s murder. Charges were dismissed in February 1984, by which time there were two more victims on the list, some 1,500 miles away. Danny Joe Eberle, age 13, was delivering newspapers in Bellevue, Nebraska, when he vanished on the morning of September 18, 1983. His bicycle and papers were found inside a gate, at the fourth house on his route, but Eberle remained missing until September 21, when searchers pulled his body from some roadside weeds. Partially stripped, he had been stabbed repeatedly, then dumped where he was found. Detectives noticed bite marks on the body, and his ankles had been bound before he died. On December 2, 12-year-old Christopher Walden disappeared while walking to school three miles from the scene of the Eberle murder. Stabbed repeatedly, his corpse was found by pheasant hunters two days later, hidden in a grove of trees outside of town. Six weeks later, on January 11, 1984, a suspicious young man was seen loitering around a Bellevue preschool. An attendant memorized his license number, and the rented vehicle was traced to 20-year-old John Joubert, an enlisted man at nearby Offutt Air Force Base. A search of Joubert’s quarters turned up rope identical to Danny Eberle’s bindings; more rope and a hunting knife were found in his car when Joubert was arrested that night.

In custody, the suspect confessed both local murders, warning detectives that he might kill again, if released. Charged with two counts of homicide on January 12, Joubert was held in lieu of $10 million bond pending trial. He pled guilty to both counts on July 3, 1984, and a panel of three judges fixed his sentence at death. As a native of Portland, Maine, Joubert had also been making headlines at home. Detectives noted similarities between the two Nebraska murders and the Stetson case, instantly bumping Joubert to the head of their short suspect list. Hair samples and tooth impressions were obtained from Joubert in February 1985, and he was indicted for Richard Stetson’s murder on January 10, 1986.


A 6ft 9in, 20-stone giant, Edmund Kemper longed to be a he-man hero like his idol John Wayne. But he was a social misfit, emotionally crippled by a domineering mother. At 15, he blew his grandparents’ brains out, the he impressed psychiatrists so much that he was released five years later. But the demons still raged within him, and he planned a horrific revenge against the society that had rejected him.

A 6ft 9in, 20-stone giant, Edmund Kemper longed to be a he-man hero like his idol John Wayne. But he was a social misfit, emotionally crippled by a domineering mother. At 15, he blew his grandparents’ brains out, the he impressed psychiatrists so much that he was released five years later. But the demons still raged within him, and he planned a horrific revenge against the society that had rejected him.

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The average serial killers have the following characteristics:

  • Charismatic
  • Intelligent
  • History of a troubled childhood or a broken family.
  • History of violence. (hurting/killing animals or others)
  • The love of fire
  • History of bed wetting.
  • Unable to hold a long term relationship.
  • May have a physical deformity.
  • May have a head injury. 
  • White.
  • Male.
  • Around 25-35 years of age.
  • An interest in pornography or violent pornography.
  • Psychopathy.

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The mental asylum in Romania was a warehouse for the mentally insane, the physically handicapped and even for some Christian pastors that had been drugged into insanity during the dark years of Ceaucescu’s reign of terror. A year after his assassination, little had been done to help those closeted away in the mountains of Transylvania.

Ruth Snyder being electrocuted; a news photographer smuggled a small camera into the death chamber strapped to his leg and took this sensational shot.

Ruth Snyder being electrocuted; a news photographer smuggled a small camera into the death chamber strapped to his leg and took this sensational shot.

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Richard Kuklinski was born April 11, 1935 in a low income housing project in Jersey City. His father was a brakeman for the railroad, while his mother worked in a meat packing facility. He didn’t like his father, who beat him whenever he felt like it, for no reason whatsoever. His mother was also very abusive, striking Richard with broomsticks and other objects when he didn’t do exactly what he wanted. He was raised in a strong Catholic environment and his mother was extremely strict.

He grew up going to a Catholic grammar school and worked as an altar boy in the church. His father abandoned the family, leaving Richard on the streets to fend for himself. By the time he was sixteen, he was already reputable on the streets and took out anyone that got in his way. He once used a bar from a clothes line to severely beat six young men from a street gang that accosted him.

He expressed an unbelievable cruelty to animals. For pastimes, he would tie the tails of cats together and throw them over a clothesline to watch them tear each other apart. He would also put cats into the apartment building’s incinerator to watch them burn alive. He also took dogs up to the roof of the building to throw them off and would tie them to the bumpers of city buses.

Richard was known for being very aggressive, and didn’t hesitate to strike anyone that rubbed him the wrong way. He always carried at least two derringers and a knife on his person for protection while on the streets. He stated that his first murder was in 1949 at the age of fourteen, when he beat a bully to death. He felt terrible the first time and was very upset since the death was unintentional. However, he also felt a rush and began to love the rush and feeling of power that he got from beating other people or killing them.

By the 1960s, he had become a well known street tough and pool hustler. In 1960 he met a woman named Barbara and sought her affection delivering flowers to her door every day and buying her gifts frequently. They had three children, but he was not able to get a good enough job to support the family since he only had an eighth grade education. He worked at a film lab, where he pirated pornographic films and sold them to people connected with the Gambino Crime Family.

Soon he was doing hit jobs for the family, working with a gang that operated from the Gemini Lounge in Brooklyn. Kuklinski’s brutality allowed him to collect money from debtors, who paid with either their money or their lives. In the basement of the Gemini Lounge, bodies were hacked up and carried out wrapped in plastic to be disposed of. Because of the fear that Kuklinski inspired in people, most people repaid their debts to the family.

One man tried to hide behind a door when Kuklinski arrived, but he saw the man’s movement behind the door. When the man looked through the peephole, Kuklinski fired a gun through the peephole, killing the man. When on the job, Kuklinski pulled out all the stops and showed no mercy.

Richard sometimes used a chainsaw to dismember people while they were still alive. He described it as messy, but he was willing to do things such as remove a man’s tongue and insert it in the man’s anus to send a message across.

Richard was an expert in using cyanide (the same chemical used in gas chambers) to poison people. He would get it in liquid form and put it in their drink or merely dump it on them in a bar, where it would go through their sweat pores and go into their bloodstream, eventually killing them. His methods of disposing of bodies consisted of putting them in cars that were crushed, sides of roads, park benches, steel drums, and water bodies.

By the 1970s, Richard had become very wealthy from being a hitman. He lived in an expensive middle-class home in a good neighborhood with his wife and children. He charged at least $50,000 per hit and told his family and neighbors that he was a businessman. His wife never questioned his behavior, even though he left at odd hours and didn’t say much about his work.

His wife and children had no idea of his real occupation and to outsiders they seemed like a perfect family. He hated traveling and returned as soon as he could to be with his family as much as possible. He made sure that his family was never given the same horrible experiences that he had endured during his own childhood. He was fascinated by the loving environment he experienced with his family since he had never known such love before.

Once, while his family was celebrating on Christmas Eve, he had to go out to collect some money. The man was giving Richard the runaround and he killed the man in his car with a handgun. He returned home to his family and put toys together for his kids for Christmas while he watched the newsreel on the murder.

By the 1980s, he had become the leading man in a crime ring. On one day, Paul Hoffman, a pharmacist, met with Richard to purchase Tagament and make a profit. When Hoffman showed up carrying $25,000 in cash, Richard put the gun under his chin, said “There is no merchandise” and shot him. The shot didn’t kill Hoffman and he lay on the floor with blood pouring out, but Richard couldn’t kill him since his gun had jammed. He used a tire iron to finish him off, put his corpse in a steel drum, and left it by a hotel, where it sat for several weeks.

He became involved in pornography, narcotics, contract killing, and gambling on a worldwide scale. His hits started to get sloppy and he began leaving behind evidence, which caused the FBI and police to keep a closer eye on him.

On December 27, 1982, the body of a man named Gary Smith was found in a hotel room, poisoned with cyanide and strangled to death. Twenty people used the room before the body was found under the bed, decomposing rapidly. Since Richard had left strangulation marks, it was obvious that the man was the victim of a murder.

On September 25, 1983, the body of Louis Masgay was found in a park. Richard had frozen the body two years before dumping it to confuse the time of death, earning him the nickname iceman from investigators. Unfortunately the body wasn’t fully thawed before it was found and the forensics investigators discovered foul play was involved.

Another body was found on May 14, 1983 on a secluded bicycle trail. The man was named Daniel Deppner and was the third business associate of Richard to be found dead in the past year. After a few more months, two more bodies were found, whose last contact had been with Richard Kuklinski, implicating him in their murders. The police had been investigating him for three years and began to close their net on him.

In 1986, a task force of state, local, and federal authorities was set up solely to investigate past and current evidence possibly related to Richard Kuklinski. They found that the murders were diverse and didn’t appear to have many connections, therefore they put an undercover agent in place to gather evidence that could lead to a warrant and putting Kuklinski on trial. The agent was named Dominick Polifrone and told Kuklinski that he was also a hit man, working for wise guys in downtown New York. He recorded Kuklinski talking about his murders and offering to perform a hit for him. It became apparent to investigators that Richard was planning on killing the agent, since he was so open about his murders and past experiences with him.

On December 17, 1986, the task force set up a road block and arrested Kuklinski. It took five people to restrain the huge man and put him in a vehicle. He was charged with five murders initially and his court trial was widely televised. He confessed to all of the murders, referring to the matter as merely business. His family was totally shocked and horrified, refusing to believe that Richard was a contract killer. He was sentenced to two lifetimes in prison, making him first eligible for parole at the age of 111.

Over his lifetime, he claims to have killed over two hundred people. He says that he feels no remorse for murdering people, but probably wouldn’t do it if he didn’t have to. He says that he doesn’t think about his actions because they do bother him if he thinks about them enough. He regrets being a hit man since he now feels that he could have done something better. When he was interviewed in 1991 for a documentary, he showed little emotion, except when asked about the impact on his family, at which point he began tearing up.

Richard Kuklinski died at 1:15 AM on March 5, 2006. His death was reportedly due to natural causes, but some speculate that it was timed perfectly to prevent his testifying against Salvatore Gravano, former Gambino Family underboss.

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Edward Joseph Leonski (12 December 1917 - 9 November 1942) was a serial killer who committed his crimes in Australia, although Leonski himself was American.
Born in New York he was called up for the US Army in February 1941 and arrived in Melbourne on February 2, 1942.
On May 3, 1942, Ivy Violet McLeod, 40, was found dead in Albert Park, Melbourne. She had been beaten and strangled, and because she was found to be in possession of her purse it was evident that robbery was not the motive.
Just six days later, 31-year-old Pauline Thompson was strangled after a night out. She was last seen in the company of a young man who was described as having an American accent.
Gladys Hosking, 40, was the next victim, murdered on May 18 while walking home from work at the Chemistry Library at Melbourne University. A witness said that, on the night of the killing, a disheveled American man had approached him asking for directions, seemingly out of breath and covered with mud. This description matched the individual Pauline Thompson was seen with on the night of her murder, as well as the descriptions given by several women who had survived recent attacks.
These survivors and other witnesses were able to pick 24-year-old Edward Leonski out of a line-up of American servicemen who were stationed in the city during World War 2. A Private in the 52nd Signal Battalion, Leonski was arrested and charged with three murders.
Leonski confessed to the crimes and was convicted and sentenced to death at an American military court on November 4, 1942. He was hanged at Pentridge Prison five days later. People who knew him said Leonski was a laid-back and cheerful young man, but prone to heavy drinking.

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Edward Joseph Leonski (12 December 1917 - 9 November 1942) was a serial killer who committed his crimes in Australia, although Leonski himself was American.

Born in New York he was called up for the US Army in February 1941 and arrived in Melbourne on February 2, 1942.

On May 3, 1942, Ivy Violet McLeod, 40, was found dead in Albert Park, Melbourne. She had been beaten and strangled, and because she was found to be in possession of her purse it was evident that robbery was not the motive.

Just six days later, 31-year-old Pauline Thompson was strangled after a night out. She was last seen in the company of a young man who was described as having an American accent.

Gladys Hosking, 40, was the next victim, murdered on May 18 while walking home from work at the Chemistry Library at Melbourne University. A witness said that, on the night of the killing, a disheveled American man had approached him asking for directions, seemingly out of breath and covered with mud. This description matched the individual Pauline Thompson was seen with on the night of her murder, as well as the descriptions given by several women who had survived recent attacks.

These survivors and other witnesses were able to pick 24-year-old Edward Leonski out of a line-up of American servicemen who were stationed in the city during World War 2. A Private in the 52nd Signal Battalion, Leonski was arrested and charged with three murders.

Leonski confessed to the crimes and was convicted and sentenced to death at an American military court on November 4, 1942. He was hanged at Pentridge Prison five days later. People who knew him said Leonski was a laid-back and cheerful young man, but prone to heavy drinking.

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“It’s nothing you’d understand, but I do have something to say. In fact, I have a lot to say, but now is not the time or place. I don’t know why I’m wasting my time or breath. But what the hell? As for what is said of my life, there have been lies in the past and there will be lies in the future. I don’t believe in the hypocritical, moralistic dogma of this so-called civilized society. I need not look beyond this room to see all the liars, haters, the killers, the crooks, the paranoid cowards—truly trematodes of the Earth, each one in his own legal profession. You maggots make me sick— hypocrites one and all. And no one knows that better than those who kill for policy, clandestinely or openly, as do the governments of the world, which kill in the name of God and country or for whatever reason they deem appropriate. I don’t need to hear all of society’s rationalizations, I’ve heard them all before and the fact remains that what is, is. You don’t understand me. You are not expected to. You are not capable of it. I am beyond your experience. I am beyond good and evil, Legions of the night—night breed—repeat not the errors of the Night Prowler and show no mercy. I will be avenged. Lucifer dwells within us all. That’s it. „
-Richard Ramirez before he was sentenced

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“It’s nothing you’d understand, but I do have something to say. In fact, I have a lot to say, but now is not the time or place. I don’t know why I’m wasting my time or breath. But what the hell? As for what is said of my life, there have been lies in the past and there will be lies in the future. I don’t believe in the hypocritical, moralistic dogma of this so-called civilized society. I need not look beyond this room to see all the liars, haters, the killers, the crooks, the paranoid cowards—truly trematodes of the Earth, each one in his own legal profession. You maggots make me sick— hypocrites one and all. And no one knows that better than those who kill for policy, clandestinely or openly, as do the governments of the world, which kill in the name of God and country or for whatever reason they deem appropriate. I don’t need to hear all of society’s rationalizations, I’ve heard them all before and the fact remains that what is, is. You don’t understand me. You are not expected to. You are not capable of it. I am beyond your experience. I am beyond good and evil, Legions of the night—night breed—repeat not the errors of the Night Prowler and show no mercy. I will be avenged. Lucifer dwells within us all. That’s it. „

-Richard Ramirez before he was sentenced

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“I played with death. Uh, one of my favorite tricks back then was to go out and lay in front of the cars; in the traffic. I’m walking down the sidewalk with a friend - you know, a roustabout friend - and we’re clowning around about something, and I’ll say, ‘Hey! Check this out!’ and I’ll go lay in the street. Like a stiff! I’ll go lay out in the street like I got run over. And a car comes driving by, and of course, I’m expecting this guy isn’t drunk, I’m expecting this guy isn’t slightly demented and say ‘Hey, there’s a kid layin’ in front of me… Eh. It’s his fault - thump thump’ you know, and just… shift gears goin’ over me. They always stopped. And they’d jump out of the car and get really upset when I’d get up and walk off or run away. And uh… but it was a little game we played. He didn’t go lay in front of the cars though, I was doin’ that. You know, I laugh now, because it’s embarrassing, but it indicated, I think, uh, how little I thought of myself. I think it indicated that a part of me would rather I got run over right then, than, uh, I pursue what I was continuing to pursue in my life, because, you know, looking at myself and how I was developing inside, nothing good could come of that.”

-Edmund Kemper