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Brother is a serial Killer (1 Viewer)

There was an XBox in it's original box. Mine had died so I took it home. However, when I opened the video game box it was filled with mail addressed to Rebecca Huismann,
i remember they found some of bennett's bills in drew's apartment, and some other things. i wonder what it was that made him want to kill women.
 
I don't know. The shoddy police work is inexcusable and I hope there aren't any unsolved murders out there.. :unsure:
the police in raleigh found a list of women's names, and directions to women's houses in drew's apartment. to the OP, what became of drew's dog?
The dog Vane, came home to Michigan and lived with my mother. The day Drew died, the dog began to show signs of being ill. He stopped eating and after a couple of days I came over and noticed a foul odor. Apparently the dog had advanced leukemia and developed a blood clot that blocked off blood flow to the tongue. The tongue rotting was what caused the odor. He was about 13 years old, so he was put down. He probably wouldn't have survived the chemotherapy."the police in raleigh found a list of women's names, and directions to women's houses in drew's apartment."What's really creepy is there was a girl that lived two floors above Drew that would leave her door unlocked while she walked her dog. According to the police, Drew must have snuck into her apartment and found the video tape buried in a trunk of hers, made a copy and at a later time put the original video tape back. Because she still had it after my brother was arrested.
 
Do you have any of the demons that your brother did?
I don't believe so. He was very quiet. I'm social, even do open mikes occasionally at a comedy club. No, I've never done a set that included "My brother is a serial killer" jokes.

I've gotten degrees in psychology and an MBA. Work as a healthcare manager and am also getting a nursing degree. I'm an empathic person.

One way this all has affected me, is I'm a little paranoid. If something ever happens I don't want people to be able to say, "well, he had the opportunity." I would never hurt someone, especially a kid. Never had the urge to touch a kid. My friends kids will ask me to come play in their room, I feel uncomfortable. Nothing would happen. My concern is that if they were to get molested by someone else and refuse to tell who did it. Because of my brother's I'd be the first one they'd haul in for questioning.

There's no way to explain to a 9 year old that you won't molest them, but someone else might. And because of that you don't want anyone to be able to say you were alone with them.
You seem to have spent a lot of energy looking for a moment when your brother was abused or affected that would have been the catalyst for all of this. Don't you think it's possible that he was just born with different wiring that caused his actions? Lots of people have upbringings similar to your family and not all of them are prone to murder (including yourself and your other brothers). I obviously don't know the first thing about you or your family but I'm just surprised that you have an interest in psychology and yet you don't chalk up his actions up to mental illness.

 
There was an XBox in it's original box. Mine had died so I took it home. However, when I opened the video game box it was filled with mail addressed to Rebecca Huismann,
i remember they found some of bennett's bills in drew's apartment, and some other things. i wonder what it was that made him want to kill women.
The bills could have been from the garbage. It was Stephanie's laundry basket that my brother stole that the police saw when interviewing him that led them to pursue him further. Plus he was the first suspect to refuse to give a DNA sample.
 
What's really creepy is there was a girl that lived two floors above Drew that would leave her door unlocked while she walked her dog. According to the police, Drew must have snuck into her apartment and found the video tape buried in a trunk of hers, made a copy and at a later time put the original video tape back. Because she still had it after my brother was arrested.
i bet that girl locks her doors these days.
 
Do you have any of the demons that your brother did?
I don't believe so. He was very quiet. I'm social, even do open mikes occasionally at a comedy club. No, I've never done a set that included "My brother is a serial killer" jokes.

I've gotten degrees in psychology and an MBA. Work as a healthcare manager and am also getting a nursing degree. I'm an empathic person.

One way this all has affected me, is I'm a little paranoid. If something ever happens I don't want people to be able to say, "well, he had the opportunity." I would never hurt someone, especially a kid. Never had the urge to touch a kid. My friends kids will ask me to come play in their room, I feel uncomfortable. Nothing would happen. My concern is that if they were to get molested by someone else and refuse to tell who did it. Because of my brother's I'd be the first one they'd haul in for questioning.

There's no way to explain to a 9 year old that you won't molest them, but someone else might. And because of that you don't want anyone to be able to say you were alone with them.
You seem to have spent a lot of energy looking for a moment when your brother was abused or affected that would have been the catalyst for all of this. Don't you think it's possible that he was just born with different wiring that caused his actions? Lots of people have upbringings similar to your family and not all of them are prone to murder (including yourself and your other brothers). I obviously don't know the first thing about you or your family but I'm just surprised that you have an interest in psychology and yet you don't chalk up his actions up to mental illness.
I think he could have been a sociopath. I don't think he was schizophrenic. My mom mostly looks for that "one" moment. I think that it is a compilation of something he was born with, a chemical unbalance perhaps and many, many moments filtered through low self-esteem and mental issues related to that.I do think that he was conscious that he was doing wrong. I don't believe he was actually catatonic after being caught. He was just not responding. Used to do that as a kid when he'd get upset at my mom for something.

Autopsy did reveal kidney cancer. But I don't think that could be a factor, not with how many years between the two known crimes.

 
Did your brother have any fascinations with serial killers in general at a younger age?I'm asking...for a friend of mine
Not that I knew of. His big interests as a kid were money, WWF wrestling, his pet cats and fish, sci/fi fantasy books, pocket knives. As and adult, video games and pornography. The police destroyed the porn, there had to be thousands of dollars worth. The video games I helped my mom sell on EBay, there was about $30,000 worth. Just about one of every system in the original box unwrapped. Many original games unwrapped too, from atari 2600 to xbox and PS2. Tons of sealed Nintendo stuff.He wanted to become a veterinarian but had his heart set on the MSU program. He had a 3.6 GPA and no extra curriculars. My understanding is MSU is one of the top programs so he didn't have a chance. I think that bothered him a lot.
 
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Did your brother have any girl friends? Do you think he had consensual sex? Curious if rape was the first time he had intercourse with a female.
I highly doubt he ever had a girlfriend. If he had consensual sex, my guess it must have been with a prostitute or stripper that would perform that service for the right price.If I were come up with an example of my brother's personality it would be the vocalization of Billy Bob Thorton in Sling Blade combined with the intellect and self entitlement of Jeremy Irons as Claus von Bülow
 
His story is that he claims as a young teen he found porn in my uncle's basement and became obsessed with it. He went onto college and his dorm room shared an adjoining wall with the women's showers. He drilled a peep hole in the wall. During that time he says he got into weed and booze and became depressed. He eventually found acceptance with the religious group called "The Way". He says he hoped religion would help him resolve his obsession with sex. That didn't work though. As the years went by he would peep into windows to find women undressing.
Interesting that two brothers in your family were peeping toms. Didn't police believe that your brother Drew was the peeping tom in the murdered girl's neighborhood in Raleigh?
Early in the investigation, they apprehended someone else that was peeping in windows. That person had a record of sexual assault. DNA ruled that guy out.The case went cold for a couple of years when a new detective was assigned the case. The new detective went to apartment complexes near the victims and asked who was the nosiest person at each complex. The thinking was that the nosy person might have ideas for new suspects. The nosy person at the complex my brother had lived at was shocked that they had never spoken to my brother. He was odd and she felt for sure he was the one that committed the murder.When they saw Drew, the police thought he might not be able to physically capable of subduing his victim. That's when they investigated the brother that installed the camera. They thought maybe they worked together but that was quickly ruled out.
What about the neighbor saying a peeping tom in the neighborhood was walking a big dog that was maybe a rottweiler, and he peeped into the murdered girls window a few weeks prior to the murder? i thought that was a big thing that led police to your brother, and witnesses said they saw him walking his dog in the neighborhood.
The dog did help lead to him as a suspect. That was a couple of years later after the trail went cold. For some reason for the first couple of years the police kept the investigation to the apartment complex of the victim, even though there were a couple of other complexes withing a few hundred yards of the crime scene. from the book, it seems like almost every conclusion the profiler came to was very wrong. He had them looking for someone socially adept and with combat training.
 
I do think that he was conscious that he was doing wrong. I don't believe he was actually catatonic after being caught. He was just not responding. Used to do that as a kid when he'd get upset at my mom for something.
police said they thought he was putting on an act when he wouldn't talk, walk, or open his eyes after being arrested. that's why they had to wheel him into the court room, because he wouldn't get up.
 
Do you have any of the demons that your brother did?
I don't believe so. He was very quiet. I'm social, even do open mikes occasionally at a comedy club. No, I've never done a set that included "My brother is a serial killer" jokes.

I've gotten degrees in psychology and an MBA. Work as a healthcare manager and am also getting a nursing degree. I'm an empathic person.

One way this all has affected me, is I'm a little paranoid. If something ever happens I don't want people to be able to say, "well, he had the opportunity." I would never hurt someone, especially a kid. Never had the urge to touch a kid. My friends kids will ask me to come play in their room, I feel uncomfortable. Nothing would happen. My concern is that if they were to get molested by someone else and refuse to tell who did it. Because of my brother's I'd be the first one they'd haul in for questioning.

There's no way to explain to a 9 year old that you won't molest them, but someone else might. And because of that you don't want anyone to be able to say you were alone with them.
Man, that's a heavy burden and I don't blame you for being cautious.By the way, you have another brother - how is he and what's your relationship with him like?
There are 4 boys in my familyMe - the youngest

Drew - the killer

2nd oldest - camera in women's rest room

Oldest- Lives with his wife who is a cat hoarder. Their house is filthy. He was on probation for a couple years for credit card fraud. Their lack of hygiene makes it very difficult to have a relationship with them. His wife was actually fired from a job cleaning cages at an animal shelter because she smelled so bad.

My only criminal activity was at age 12, I stole a sheet of Don Mattingly Don Russ rookie cards out of a neighbors binder and selling them to kids at school. I used the money to buy comic books. All the cards were collected and given back to the owner. I told the kids I sold the cards to that they were stolen. So as punishment, their parents didn't make me pay them back. I was assigned to 100 hours of community service. I spent 3 days of Spring vacation doing the community service. The 4th day I went in, the parole guy was having a fit about the crappy work everyone else was doing. He had me sweep the parking lot. I did that and he said "You're done."

I asked "For the day?"

He said "No, for all of it."

So after 26 hours I was done with my community service and I got to keep my ill gotten gains. Good thing I wasn't a horrible deviant or I wouldn't have learned my lesson.

Last I checked the comic books have gone up in value much more than the baseball cards.

 
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What's really creepy is there was a girl that lived two floors above Drew that would leave her door unlocked while she walked her dog. According to the police, Drew must have snuck into her apartment and found the video tape buried in a trunk of hers, made a copy and at a later time put the original video tape back. Because she still had it after my brother was arrested.
i bet that girl locks her doors these days.
What was on the tape? Am I missing something?
 
The dog did help lead to him as a suspect. That was a couple of years later after the trail went cold. For some reason for the first couple of years the police kept the investigation to the apartment complex of the victim, even though there were a couple of other complexes withing a few hundred yards of the crime scene. from the book, it seems like almost every conclusion the profiler came to was very wrong. He had them looking for someone socially adept and with combat training.
a neighbor said that a guy with a dog peeped into stephanie's window, and then ran into the woods just a few weeks prior to the murder. drew's apartment at that time was through the woods that separated his and stephanie's apartments. it's slack that the police would not investigate the apartments through the woods at that time.
 
There are 4 boys in my familyMe - the youngestDrew - the killer2nd oldest - camera in women's rest roomOldest- Lives with his wife who is a cat hoarder. Their house is filthy. He was on probation for a couple years for credit card fraud. Their lack of hygiene makes it very difficult to have a relationship with them. His wife was actually fired from a job cleaning cages at an animal shelter because she smelled so bad.
you have a colorful family, net.
 
What's really creepy is there was a girl that lived two floors above Drew that would leave her door unlocked while she walked her dog. According to the police, Drew must have snuck into her apartment and found the video tape buried in a trunk of hers, made a copy and at a later time put the original video tape back. Because she still had it after my brother was arrested.
i bet that girl locks her doors these days.
What was on the tape? Am I missing something?
On that video tape, it was something like a graduation party or prom. Something like that.Basically young girls in tiny dresses.My guess is it was something to touch himself to.

 
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What's really creepy is there was a girl that lived two floors above Drew that would leave her door unlocked while she walked her dog. According to the police, Drew must have snuck into her apartment and found the video tape buried in a trunk of hers, made a copy and at a later time put the original video tape back. Because she still had it after my brother was arrested.
i bet that girl locks her doors these days.
What was on the tape? Am I missing something?
Good question. I did not get that either.
 
Do you have any of the demons that your brother did?
I don't believe so. He was very quiet. I'm social, even do open mikes occasionally at a comedy club. No, I've never done a set that included "My brother is a serial killer" jokes.

I've gotten degrees in psychology and an MBA. Work as a healthcare manager and am also getting a nursing degree. I'm an empathic person.

One way this all has affected me, is I'm a little paranoid. If something ever happens I don't want people to be able to say, "well, he had the opportunity." I would never hurt someone, especially a kid. Never had the urge to touch a kid. My friends kids will ask me to come play in their room, I feel uncomfortable. Nothing would happen. My concern is that if they were to get molested by someone else and refuse to tell who did it. Because of my brother's I'd be the first one they'd haul in for questioning.

There's no way to explain to a 9 year old that you won't molest them, but someone else might. And because of that you don't want anyone to be able to say you were alone with them.
Man, that's a heavy burden and I don't blame you for being cautious.By the way, you have another brother - how is he and what's your relationship with him like?
There are 4 boys in my familyMe - the youngest

Drew - the killer

2nd oldest - camera in women's rest room

Oldest- Lives with his wife who is a cat hoarder. Their house is filthy. He was on probation for a couple years for credit card fraud. Their lack of hygiene makes it very difficult to have a relationship with them. His wife was actually fired from a job cleaning cages at an animal shelter because she smelled so bad.

My only criminal activity was at age 12, I stole a sheet of Don Mattingly Don Russ rookie cards out of a neighbors binder and selling them to kids at school. I used the money to buy comic books. All the cards were collected and given back to the owner. I told the kids I sold the cards to that they were stolen. So as punishment, their parents didn't make me pay them back. I was assigned to 100 hours of community service. I spent 3 days of Spring vacation doing the community service. The 4th day I went in, the parole guy was having a fit about the crappy work everyone else was doing. He had me sweep the parking lot. I did that and he said "You're done."

I asked "For the day?"

He said "No, for all of it."

So after 26 hours I was done with my community service and I got to keep my ill gotten gains. Good thing I wasn't a horrible deviant or I wouldn't have learned my lesson.

Last I checked the comic books have gone up in value much more than the baseball cards.
so crime does pay
 
There are 4 boys in my familyMe - the youngestDrew - the killer2nd oldest - camera in women's rest roomOldest- Lives with his wife who is a cat hoarder. Their house is filthy. He was on probation for a couple years for credit card fraud. Their lack of hygiene makes it very difficult to have a relationship with them. His wife was actually fired from a job cleaning cages at an animal shelter because she smelled so bad.
you have a colorful family, net.
My Mom's side of the family is pretty normal. A little depression and a cousin with alcoholism. Not too bad.My dad's side. It starts with my great grandfather that sold land in northern NJ that became a granite quarry. Rather than taking a percentage of all the stone removed as my grandfather recommended, the great grandfather took a lump sum, abandoned his family and blew all the money on women, booze and gambling. Grandfather would beat his wife and was harsh on the kids. My dad was the middle child of 3 boys. He was actually the nicest of the three. My dad's oldest brother once threw his wife down a flight of 15 stairs, followed by a good sized color TV. She lived. My dad's younger brother, the story goes once held a shotgun to the heads of his wife and kids in a fit of rage. That uncle basically drank and smoke himself to death like Nicholas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas.The good news is that the cousins from my dad's side all have gone on to have productive and successful lives. So it looks like the pattern of violence being passed down has stopped.
 
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Wow, just got caught up on this thread...and a little Googling to learn more details. Glad you can use this place as catharsis. Couple questions - your Mom filed suit against the prison...is that still being resolved? How is she doing as it sounds like she still can't believe he was capable of those crimes. Is there any likelihood that any additional crimes will be tied to Drew or are they just turning a blind eye? I can't imagine the psychology of being "the normal one" and the questions you must have. Good luck in your future endeavors. I am amazed by your ability to disassociate (and I mean that as a compliment).

 
I am amazed at 2 things.1. The maturity and poise with which the OP can speak of these things. Congratulations on clearly wrestling through a ####storm bigger than I know I could handle and coming out the other side a sane, productive person.2. The frequency with which the police seem to mishandle affairs with you and your family. A bloody mattress in a car associated with a murderer? Never showing up? Cop dropping the 'your father (or as far as he knew at least a guy you knew) died' bomb then drives away? That's inexcusable.
:goodposting: I was thinking the same things, especially about the police.
 
Wow, just got caught up on this thread...and a little Googling to learn more details. Glad you can use this place as catharsis. Couple questions - your Mom filed suit against the prison...is that still being resolved? How is she doing as it sounds like she still can't believe he was capable of those crimes. Is there any likelihood that any additional crimes will be tied to Drew or are they just turning a blind eye? I can't imagine the psychology of being "the normal one" and the questions you must have. Good luck in your future endeavors. I am amazed by your ability to disassociate (and I mean that as a compliment).
The law suit, I think it's wrongful death. It's probably stalled. It basically was an attorney that contacted my mom. It's one of those things where the attorney pays all the costs and collects a percentage of the result of the lawsuit. So he's only going to put effort into it as far as he believes there is money in it. My mom's motivation for the lawsuit was to initiate change in the NC criminal policy before an innocent person ends up being harmed. My brother was arrested but hadn't had his trial yet. According to testimony of the prison psychologist, the prison officials did not implement his recommendations and were negligent in watching Drew. Someone on suicide watch should not have access to a plastic bag.I've seen articles speculating that Drew too his life as final act of defiance, so he could go out on his terms. I think he was worried he'd get a life term instead of death. There was talk that he might have been arraigned first in Michigan, which I believe isn't a death penalty state. So life was a possibility. He may have also not wanted to put my mom through a trial.
 
Just read this whole thread....Thank you for sharing.....facinating, in a wierd, sad way.

Drew really sounds like a Narcissistic Sociopath. I think it is very very odd to have 2 members of one family be peepers also. Was there ever any speculation at all of any abuse towards the brothers by anyone...family or not?

I am also impressed by your strength!

 
There are 4 boys in my familyMe - the youngestDrew - the killer2nd oldest - camera in women's rest roomOldest- Lives with his wife who is a cat hoarder. Their house is filthy. He was on probation for a couple years for credit card fraud. Their lack of hygiene makes it very difficult to have a relationship with them. His wife was actually fired from a job cleaning cages at an animal shelter because she smelled so bad.
you have a colorful family, net.
My Mom's side of the family is pretty normal. A little depression and a cousin with alcoholism. Not too bad.My dad's side. It starts with my great grandfather that sold land in northern NJ that became a granite quarry. Rather than taking a percentage of all the stone removed as my grandfather recommended, the great grandfather took a lump sum, abandoned his family and blew all the money on women, booze and gambling. Grandfather would beat his wife and was harsh on the kids. My dad was the middle child of 3 boys. He was actually the nicest of the three. My dad's oldest brother once threw his wife down a flight of 15 stairs, followed by a good sized color TV. She lived. My dad's younger brother, the story goes once held a shotgun to the heads of his wife and kids in a fit of rage. That uncle basically drank and smoke himself to death like Nicholas Cage in Leaving Las Vegas.The good news is that the cousins from my dad's side all have gone on to have productive and successful lives. So it looks like the pattern of violence being passed down has stopped.
I honestly thank you for making me feel a little better about my ###### up family. :hifive:
 
Ok, since I've caught up on most of the questions. I'll go into the strange circumstances of my father's death.

First off, it was investigated and it isn't possible that Drew killed my father. I'm not saying he wouldn't have wanted to, the time to go from Michigan to Cheyenne, Wyoming makes it impossible. As kids Drew did talk about maybe putting poison mushrooms on dad's pizza. The most creative idea Drew thought of was to get dad to ingest the sap from milkweed plants that grew in the yard. Apparently Drew was onto something, according to wiki:

"Milkweed also contains cardiac glycoside poisons which inhibit animal cells from maintaining a proper K+, Ca+ concentration gradient.[citation needed] As a result many natives of South America and Africa used arrows poisoned with these glycosides to fight and hunt more effectively. Milkweed is toxic and may cause death when animals consume 10% of their body weight in any part of the plant."

Can't imagine he'd have been able to get dad to eat 18-20 lbs of the stuff.

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Anyway back to the actual death of my father. He died through C02 asphyxiation from a clogged wood burning stove pipe. This also started a fire. The body charred body was removed before being completely consumed. The remains were identified by the landlord. The Fire Marshal assured me that it was an accidental death and there was no way someone could have intentionally started the fire and that the body wasn't damaged to the point that it wasn't identifiable.

Three days after my father's death I get a call from a man that claimed to be an old college friend of my dad's named Don Morasco. Morasco told me that he had received in the mail an envelope from my father that contained the keys to a car, a key to a storage locker and an article on how to clean the exhaust pipe of a wood burning stove to prevent a fire and the accumulation of CO2. (I called the Fire Marshal about this and I #### you not, he still insisted it was an accident).

Morasco said my dad had owed the landlord back rent. So the landlord was starting a lawsuit to claim my dad's possessions to pay the debt. Morasco said he wanted to collect the possessions and give them to my brothers and I. But to do so, he needed us to sign a legal document releasing our rights to the property and giving him permission to claim them.

The storage locker and the car were filled with all of my dad's possessions. And he had just paid on the renter's insurance on the place so he wasn't planning to move. Morasco then secretly tries to files some legal paper work that would make him the heir to any insurance and pension money of my dad's. I think it was the friend of the court or someone like that, that gave us a heads up on the attempt to screw us over. Eventually a settlement was reached and Morasco got half of the possessions and money.

My dad's parent's wanted to take care of the funeral. So we arrive at the grave site. There's no casket, no urn, just a hole. A UPS man comes up to me and asks me to sign for the package he is carrying. It was a cardboard box containing my dad's ashes. My grandfather grabs it and drops it into the hole. then the Pastor started the ceremony. It was so ridiculous I found it funny. It was like they were burying their mail.

About a decade later my Grandfather dies, and once he was gone my Grandmother has started saying that she believes my father is still alive.

 
Just read this whole thread....Thank you for sharing.....facinating, in a wierd, sad way.Drew really sounds like a Narcissistic Sociopath. I think it is very very odd to have 2 members of one family be peepers also. Was there ever any speculation at all of any abuse towards the brothers by anyone...family or not?I am also impressed by your strength!
They've never revealed anything. The main thing the two peepers have in common was a love of porn.
 
A UPS man comes up to me and asks me to sign for the package he is carrying. It was a cardboard box containing my dad's ashes. My grandfather grabs it and drops it into the hole. then the Pastor started the ceremony. It was so ridiculous I found it funny. It was like they were burying their mail.
Wow, just wow.

 
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During this stuff with my brother someone offered the platitude "God only gives us what we can handle."

My response was "Well whomever can handle all this in my family is sure making it ####ty for the rest of us!"

That platitude has become an inside joke in my family.

 
During this stuff with my brother someone offered the platitude "God only gives us what we can handle." My response was "Well whomever can handle all this in my family is sure making it ####ty for the rest of us!"That platitude has become an inside joke in my family.
:lol:Thank you for sharing. Glad you opened up. :thumbup: This is one of the most interesting threads the ffa has ever seen.
 
Ok, since I've caught up on most of the questions. I'll go into the strange circumstances of my father's death.

First off, it was investigated and it isn't possible that Drew killed my father. I'm not saying he wouldn't have wanted to, the time to go from Michigan to Cheyenne, Wyoming makes it impossible. As kids Drew did talk about maybe putting poison mushrooms on dad's pizza. The most creative idea Drew thought of was to get dad to ingest the sap from milkweed plants that grew in the yard. Apparently Drew was onto something, according to wiki:

"Milkweed also contains cardiac glycoside poisons which inhibit animal cells from maintaining a proper K+, Ca+ concentration gradient.[citation needed] As a result many natives of South America and Africa used arrows poisoned with these glycosides to fight and hunt more effectively. Milkweed is toxic and may cause death when animals consume 10% of their body weight in any part of the plant."

Can't imagine he'd have been able to get dad to eat 18-20 lbs of the stuff.

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Anyway back to the actual death of my father. He died through C02 asphyxiation from a clogged wood burning stove pipe. This also started a fire. The body charred body was removed before being completely consumed. The remains were identified by the landlord. The Fire Marshal assured me that it was an accidental death and there was no way someone could have intentionally started the fire and that the body wasn't damaged to the point that it wasn't identifiable.

Three days after my father's death I get a call from a man that claimed to be an old college friend of my dad's named Don Morasco. Morasco told me that he had received in the mail an envelope from my father that contained the keys to a car, a key to a storage locker and an article on how to clean the exhaust pipe of a wood burning stove to prevent a fire and the accumulation of CO2. (I called the Fire Marshal about this and I #### you not, he still insisted it was an accident).

Morasco said my dad had owed the landlord back rent. So the landlord was starting a lawsuit to claim my dad's possessions to pay the debt. Morasco said he wanted to collect the possessions and give them to my brothers and I. But to do so, he needed us to sign a legal document releasing our rights to the property and giving him permission to claim them.

The storage locker and the car were filled with all of my dad's possessions. And he had just paid on the renter's insurance on the place so he wasn't planning to move. Morasco then secretly tries to files some legal paper work that would make him the heir to any insurance and pension money of my dad's. I think it was the friend of the court or someone like that, that gave us a heads up on the attempt to screw us over. Eventually a settlement was reached and Morasco got half of the possessions and money.

My dad's parent's wanted to take care of the funeral. So we arrive at the grave site. There's no casket, no urn, just a hole. A UPS man comes up to me and asks me to sign for the package he is carrying. It was a cardboard box containing my dad's ashes. My grandfather grabs it and drops it into the hole. then the Pastor started the ceremony. It was so ridiculous I found it funny. It was like they were burying their mail.

About a decade later my Grandfather dies, and once he was gone my Grandmother has started saying that she believes my father is still alive.
Why does grandma believe this? Is she just old or is there evidence?
 
I don't know why she believes this. She just says she thinks he's still alive and just talks about the odd things about the "accident", doesn't add anything new. She's old but seems pretty sharp. At 106 she's on facebook and email. I don't know if it's a case where with my Grandfather gone she feels free to discuss her conspiracy theories or that with him gone she can reveal secrets she actually knows about.

 
What's really creepy is there was a girl that lived two floors above Drew that would leave her door unlocked while she walked her dog. According to the police, Drew must have snuck into her apartment and found the video tape buried in a trunk of hers, made a copy and at a later time put the original video tape back. Because she still had it after my brother was arrested.
i bet that girl locks her doors these days.
Lock picking tools were found in his apartment so it might not have done any good. :unsure:
 
As far as the other investigations I'm not sure what will happen. The police claim they are actively looking at cold cases, but I'm not so sure. My mother and I had gone to collect belongings released by the North Carolina police. There was an XBox in it's original box. Mine had died so I took it home. However, when I opened the video game box it was filled with mail addressed to Rebecca Huismann, some notes in female hand writing, a used menstrual pad, photos taken of women, photos of the license plates on cars and several newspaper clippings of people's wedding announcements. I took it all to the Lansing Michigan Police and they acted like I was handing them a dirty diaper. Not the enthusiasm for the possibility for new leads that I'd have thought.
Well, they'd just been presented with evidence that they probably can't use because the chain of custody has been broken. I imagine they were a bit pissed at the NC police.
I'd think in the first week of evidence collection class, they tell students to look in all the boxes.You never see an episode of CSI where there's a conversation like:Rookie: "He Sarge, shouldn't we look in all these boxes?"Sarge: "Silly rookie, that box is clearly marked video games. We are looking for the box our suspect has marked "trophies from victims."
 
Ok, since I've caught up on most of the questions. I'll go into the strange circumstances of my father's death.

First off, it was investigated and it isn't possible that Drew killed my father. I'm not saying he wouldn't have wanted to, the time to go from Michigan to Cheyenne, Wyoming makes it impossible. As kids Drew did talk about maybe putting poison mushrooms on dad's pizza. The most creative idea Drew thought of was to get dad to ingest the sap from milkweed plants that grew in the yard. Apparently Drew was onto something, according to wiki:

"Milkweed also contains cardiac glycoside poisons which inhibit animal cells from maintaining a proper K+, Ca+ concentration gradient.[citation needed] As a result many natives of South America and Africa used arrows poisoned with these glycosides to fight and hunt more effectively. Milkweed is toxic and may cause death when animals consume 10% of their body weight in any part of the plant."

Can't imagine he'd have been able to get dad to eat 18-20 lbs of the stuff.

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Anyway back to the actual death of my father. He died through C02 asphyxiation from a clogged wood burning stove pipe. This also started a fire. The body charred body was removed before being completely consumed. The remains were identified by the landlord. The Fire Marshal assured me that it was an accidental death and there was no way someone could have intentionally started the fire and that the body wasn't damaged to the point that it wasn't identifiable.

Three days after my father's death I get a call from a man that claimed to be an old college friend of my dad's named Don Morasco. Morasco told me that he had received in the mail an envelope from my father that contained the keys to a car, a key to a storage locker and an article on how to clean the exhaust pipe of a wood burning stove to prevent a fire and the accumulation of CO2. (I called the Fire Marshal about this and I #### you not, he still insisted it was an accident).

Morasco said my dad had owed the landlord back rent. So the landlord was starting a lawsuit to claim my dad's possessions to pay the debt. Morasco said he wanted to collect the possessions and give them to my brothers and I. But to do so, he needed us to sign a legal document releasing our rights to the property and giving him permission to claim them.

The storage locker and the car were filled with all of my dad's possessions. And he had just paid on the renter's insurance on the place so he wasn't planning to move. Morasco then secretly tries to files some legal paper work that would make him the heir to any insurance and pension money of my dad's. I think it was the friend of the court or someone like that, that gave us a heads up on the attempt to screw us over. Eventually a settlement was reached and Morasco got half of the possessions and money.

My dad's parent's wanted to take care of the funeral. So we arrive at the grave site. There's no casket, no urn, just a hole. A UPS man comes up to me and asks me to sign for the package he is carrying. It was a cardboard box containing my dad's ashes. My grandfather grabs it and drops it into the hole. then the Pastor started the ceremony. It was so ridiculous I found it funny. It was like they were burying their mail.

About a decade later my Grandfather dies, and once he was gone my Grandmother has started saying that she believes my father is still alive.
This is already more interesting than Season 6 of Dexter.
 
Also in my brother's things was a key to a Mustang II of my brother's that was in my mom's garage. She opened the trunk and there was a bloody futon mattress. I didn't see it, but mom said the blood stain was about the size of a manhole cover and thick and scabby. She called the police and they never showed up. So after 3 months she threw it away.
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I swear to god if anyone says anything that gets this thread locked/deleted I'll.....well...I'll say angry things to them.

What's the story behind the username?

Did your brother ever address hopelessness or futility issues with life? It seems to me a primary motivating factor with something like this could be a combination of a reasonably intelligent person who finds themselves in a whole... somewhat frustrated with the cards they've been dealt.... and perhaps at some point they figure "#### it" and act as if they've got nothing to lose. As someone who's had an interest in various types of killers... your brother fits a personality type that has stood out to me in the past.

I think some folks who are suicidal and feel like there's not much chance for an uptick have an increased capability to act in a "why the hell not" manner.

Regardless... this is a fantastic read. I'm very glad this is working as an outlet for ya. As others have said, thanks for sharing. They say truth is stranger than fiction.... this beats any book I've read in the last year. Please continue in whatever capacity you feel comfortable. I have an immense amount of respect for you and your mother in this.

 
Also in my brother's things was a key to a Mustang II of my brother's that was in my mom's garage. She opened the trunk and there was a bloody futon mattress. I didn't see it, but mom said the blood stain was about the size of a manhole cover and thick and scabby. She called the police and they never showed up. So after 3 months she threw it away.
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I would have driven the mattress to the police. But I understand my mom just throwing it away. She was tired of being hounded by the press. I realize it is their job, it can just be an ugly business at times. In an effort to get an interview, reporters would call and act nice at first. They'd say they were concerned and if we felt like we needed someone to talk to, they were willing to listen. They sure change when you tell them "you appreciate the concern but don't feel like discussing things right now." The reporters would respond with threats, like "If your not going to talk to me then I'll have to go to each of your neighbors and go to the workplaces and homes of your family members." So you do the interview, and find out later that they went door-to-door talking to your neighbors anyway. At the very least they didn't hound indirect family members at their work and homes. A few received calls but that was the extent of it.It was through a reporter that my mom learned of Drew's death. I think it was about 20-45 minutes after he was pronounced dead that a reporter called and asked for her to comment on her son's death.

I think the police like most non-profit organizations, are understaffed. So I give them some slack. Like missing the XBox box of evidence. It felt heavy enough to be a video game system, and the contents weren't sliding around. My brother did have a lot of stuff in his apartment. It would have been like trying to catalog the contents of someone on that show Hoarders.

 
Also in my brother's things was a key to a Mustang II of my brother's that was in my mom's garage. She opened the trunk and there was a bloody futon mattress. I didn't see it, but mom said the blood stain was about the size of a manhole cover and thick and scabby. She called the police and they never showed up. So after 3 months she threw it away.
:shock:
I would have driven the mattress to the police. But I understand my mom just throwing it away. She was tired of being hounded by the press. I realize it is their job, it can just be an ugly business at times. In an effort to get an interview, reporters would call and act nice at first. They'd say they were concerned and if we felt like we needed someone to talk to, they were willing to listen. They sure change when you tell them "you appreciate the concern but don't feel like discussing things right now." The reporters would respond with threats, like "If your not going to talk to me then I'll have to go to each of your neighbors and go to the workplaces and homes of your family members." So you do the interview, and find out later that they went door-to-door talking to your neighbors anyway. At the very least they didn't hound indirect family members at their work and homes. A few received calls but that was the extent of it.It was through a reporter that my mom learned of Drew's death. I think it was about 20-45 minutes after he was pronounced dead that a reporter called and asked for her to comment on her son's death.

I think the police like most non-profit organizations, are understaffed. So I give them some slack. Like missing the XBox box of evidence. It felt heavy enough to be a video game system, and the contents weren't sliding around. My brother did have a lot of stuff in his apartment. It would have been like trying to catalog the contents of someone on that show Hoarders.
This is a crazy thought, but did she ever ask him why there was a bloody mattress in the trunk?
 
Not sure if has been covered yet. netnalp, do you have kids? What's your own family status right now?

 
I swear to god if anyone says anything that gets this thread locked/deleted I'll.....well...I'll say angry things to them. What's the story behind the username? Did your brother ever address hopelessness or futility issues with life? It seems to me a primary motivating factor with something like this could be a combination of a reasonably intelligent person who finds themselves in a whole... somewhat frustrated with the cards they've been dealt.... and perhaps at some point they figure "#### it" and act as if they've got nothing to lose. As someone who's had an interest in various types of killers... your brother fits a personality type that has stood out to me in the past. I think some folks who are suicidal and feel like there's not much chance for an uptick have an increased capability to act in a "why the hell not" manner. Regardless... this is a fantastic read. I'm very glad this is working as an outlet for ya. As others have said, thanks for sharing. They say truth is stranger than fiction.... this beats any book I've read in the last year. Please continue in whatever capacity you feel comfortable. I have an immense amount of respect for you and your mother in this.
Drew wouldn't discuss his feelings with family or anyone else for that matter. I'm the one that family tends to go to to get things off their chest. I'd have listened to Drew, but I think he kind of painted himself in a corner. How do you go ask for advice or unload to a person that you've resented and ridiculed for any emotions they've ever expressed in front of you? I think he was afraid he'd get what he'd been dishing out for years if he asked for help. When he was attending MSU, several times my mom asked him to talk to a counselor. As a student it would have been free. To my knowledge he never went. She offered to pay for counseling at different times during high school and after he graduated college to no avail.The situation reminds me of shows with a family member with a drug addiction. The family know the person is suffering and needs help, but how do you make someone get help that won't get it. Never had an intervention so that's one thing perhaps we could have tried. The only time Drew showed something that raised a flag that he was suicidal was a few months before his arrest. He had asked my mother to draft him a will. That raised a flag for me because he was in his mid thirties and didn't have a spouse or kids. I pointed out to my mom, he made her the executor of his will. Doing that seemed like he didn't think he'd live longer than his mother. I had concerns about suicide or an illness that he wasn't discussing. The autopsy did show kidney cancer but I don't think it was a case where he knew he had it and thought "I'm going to die anyway, might as well do whatever I want." I don't know how slowly kidney cancer progresses but it seems like if he was aware had it around the time of the first known killing, he wouldn't have lived long enough without treatment to do the second murder. This depression was due to the police locking onto him as a suspect. After Drew refused to provide a DNA sample, a cat and mouse with the police began. The police didn't realize Drew was aware that he was being watched. The police were being careful because they knew my mom was an attorney and they were concerned she'd get involved and through the legal system make their investigation even more difficult. They began surveilling Drew at home and work. At home Drew stopped throwing anything out. There weren't any food containers, wrappers or tissues to get DNA from. One day at work they saw Drew smoking cigars outside with a coworker. The police collected a discarded cigar butt and it's DNA did not match the crime scene. The superiors of the investigating detectives thought that was the end of it. That they now had proof that Drew's DNA wasn't a match and urged the detectives to move on to the new leads. The detectives however, thought maybe they got the wrong cigar butt. So they continued to watch. Even though it was the middle of summer, each day Drew would spend his lunch time in his car with the windows rolled up. He wouldn't eat or drink anything during that hour. A couple weeks of this went by till Drew went to his car with a water bottle. At the end of his break Drew tossed the water bottle into the trash and went inside. The police, sure they were onto the right suspect were surprised when the DNA from the water bottle did not match that of the crime scene. Despite further pressure to move to other leads and suspects, the detectives stayed on Drew. The detectives thought, they couldn't say for sure that Drew had definitively been seen drinking from that water bottle. They knew he was onto them and that they'd have to change tactics.To be continued......
 

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