Here's something I found in my junk-filled room, taken from the Homicide Investigations Unit's yearly list of Top Homicides.
Debby Mills-Newbroughton, 99 years old, was killed as she crossed the road. She was to turn 100 the next day, but while crossing the road to go to her own birthday party, her wheelchair was hit by the truck delivering her birthday cake.
Peter Stone, 42, was murdered by his 8-year-old daughter, whom he had sent to her room without dinner. Samantha Stone felt that if she couldn't have dinner, no one should, and she promptly inserted 72 rat poison tablets into her father's coffee as he prepared dinner. The victim took one sip and promptly collapsed. Samantha Stone was given a suspended sentence as the judge felt she didn't realize what she was doing, until she tried to poison her mother using the same method one month later.
David Danil, 17, was killed by his girlfriend after he attempted to have his way with her. His unwelcome advance was met with a double-barreled shotgun. The girl's father had given it to her an hour before the date started, just in case.
Javier Halos, 27, was killed by his landlord for failing to pay his rent for eight years. The landlord, Kirk Weston, clubbed the victim to death with a toilet seat after he realized just how long it had been since Halos paid his rent.
Megan Fry, 44, was killed by 14 state troopers after she wandered onto a live-firing, fake town, simulation. Seeing all the troopers walking slowly down the street, Megan Fry jumped out in front of them and yelled, "Boo!" The troopers, thinking she was a pop-up target, fired 67 shots between them, over 40 of them hitting the target. "She just looked like a very real target," stated one of the troopers in his report.
Julia Smeeth, 20, was killed by her brother Michael because she talked on the phone too long. Michael clubbed Julia to death with a cordless phone, then stabbed her several times with the broken aerial.
Helena Simms, wife of the famous American nuclear scientist Harold Simms, was killed by her husband after she had an affair with the neighbor. Over a period of three months, Harold substituted Helena's eye shadow with a uranium composite that was highly radioactive, until she died of radiation poisoning. Although she suffered many symptoms, including total hair loss, skin welts, blindness, nausea, and even had an ear lobe drop off, the victim never visited a doctor's office or hospital for a check up.
Military Sgt. John Joe Winter killed his wife, who was having an affair, by loading her car with Trintynitrate explosive (similar to C4). The Ford Taurus she was driving was filled with 750 kg of explosive, forming a force twice as powerful as the Oklahoma bombing. Several persons heard the explosion, some up to 14 kilometers away. No trace of the car or the victim were ever found, only a 55-meter deep crater, and 500 meters of missing road.
Patty Winter, 35, was killed by her neighbor in the early hours of a Sunday morning. Her neighbor, Falt Hame, for years had a mounted F6 phantom jet engine in his rear yard. He would fire the jet engine, aimed at an empty block at the back of his property. Patty Winter would constantly complain to the local sheriff's office about the noise and the potential risk of fire. Hame was served with a notice to remove the engine immediately. Not liking this, he invited Wintor over for a cup of coffee and a conversation about the situation. What Winter didn't know was that he had changed the position of the engine. As she walked into the yard he activated the engine, hitting her with a blast of 5,000 degrees, killing her instantly and forever burning her outline into the driveway.
Conrad Middleton, 26, was killed by his twin brother, Brian, after a disagreement over who should take the family home after their parents passed away. Conrad had a nasal problem, and had no sense of smell. After the argument Brian stormed out of the house, then snuck back later and turned on the three gas taps in the house, filling it with gas. He then left out a box of cigars, a lighter and a note saying, "Sorry for the spree, have a puff on me. Brian." Conrad promptly lit a cigar, destroying the house and himself in he process. |
