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The Sire of Sorrow / Mélanie Decamps – August 9, 1983 WKT2 #26

 

Voltigeurs Park campground, August 9, 1983. A mother is absent a few minutes. Upon her return, her daughter, Mélanie Decamps, is missing. Twelve days later, the girl will be found dead, gagged and tied to a tree trunk.

This is Who Killed Theresa?

Today I want to discuss the 1983 murder of 5-year-old Mélanie Decamps. It’s a case that is not unknown in Quebec, in fact, just last summer, marking the 35th anniversary, the Drummondville newspaper, L’Express did an investigative piece about the murder. It is a great long form piece by a journalist I am not familiar with, Stéphane Lévesque.  I only wish there were more stories about cold cases coming out of Quebec like M. Lévesque’s. Today’s story is in part a translation of that piece, including some additional information I’ve uncovered through research, however, what I’m going to ultimately suggest and add to the story has not been featured in any publication.

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Tuesday, August 9, 1983 is a beautiful sunny day in Drummondville.

Gilles Thériault, the head of the Sûreté du Québec  station in Drummondville at the time recalls that he, “was at work when the call came in,”

 

Without delay, patrolmen go to the Voltigeurs Park campground to meet the parents and search for the girl. The search perimeter is expanding and a request for assistance is sent to the district level. The case is quickly handed over to the major crimes unit.

“We had a disappearance or kidnapping. At that time, we did not know it yet, “notes Thériault.

A group of volunteers rummaging through the Voltigeurs Park searching for Mélanie Decamps

 

“I did regular checks at the police station,” recalls Gérald Prince, a journalist for  La Tribune newspaper for 27 years.  “That day, I call and I am told that a little girl has disappeared in the Voltigeurs Park. I immediately sent a message to La Tribune.”

THE SEARCH FOR MELANIE

Quickly, the SQ team from Trois-Rivières came to the Drummondville substation. Roadblocks are established, divers search the adjacent Saint-François River: they complain that the thick pollution prevents them from examining the river bottom.  A thorough search of the park and the surrounding area are completed. The SQ’s Michel Beaudoin is responsible for the operation.

“First, we met again with Jacqueline Decamps, Melanie’s mother. She explains that she went to the campsite’s convenience store for 15 minutes, leaving her little girl on a swing. When she returned, the eldest of her three children was no longer there. After, she went around the park and the surrounding area with a description of Melanie” recalls Michel Beaudoin.

The day after the disappearance of the six-year-old girl, a witness reports that he saw, on August 9, a little girl holding the hand of a man near the iron bridge that spans the Saint-François River. Based on this observation, a composite photo is established and distributed in the community. Seeing it, a man from Drummondville declares: “This guy, he looks like Michel Déry”.

Michel Beaudoin instructed one of his investigators to meet the 24-year-old man living in Drummondville. The policeman returns to report to the chief investigator: “Forget it, it’s not him. this guy’s a religious nut who speaks of nothing but the Bible.”

Les parents de Mélanie, Jacqueline et Daniel Decamps

 

In the days following the disappearance, Gilles Thériault has a chance encounter with Michel Déry at the police station in Drummondville. “One day, I remember, I come out of my office, I see a young man sitting there. So I ask: “Is someone taking care of this gentleman? Is he a visitor? Someone coming for a complaint? “Then, a policeman from Nicolet arrives. “It’s our client. It’s an arrest for a car theft. ” He was a young man who looked like a child. He was very small.  He appeared, and he was released. It was Michel Déry, but he was not known to the police at that time.”

On Friday, August 12, a press conference with Daniel and Jacqueline Decamps – Melanie’s parents – is organized. 

Police accept offers from several hypnotists, parapsychologists, and a “radiosthesiste” who sought hints of the little girl using a pendulum, a map and a photo of her.

A Drummondville journalist commented, “As soon as people saw a man with a little girl, they would report it to the police. It had become a real madness. There were even fortunetellers who were pronouncing all kinds of things.  It was beyond reason. It was really a time when there was a lot of stress with people. I felt it”. 

Many calls are routed to police authorities. Mr. Beaudoin quotes as an example: “” The little girl is here, but I want two tickets for Diana Ross and 200 piastres “, reveals Beaudoin in his colorful language. Although not credible at first glance, all of the information collected had to be analyzed. “There were about 100 people working on it. In Drummondville, but also in Montreal, Chibougamau, everywhere across the province.”

Police drain a portion of the St-Francis River in the hunt for traces of Melanie Decamps.Two hydro electric dams were completely closed for several hours so police can get a closer look at the  rocky river bottom. 

Despite the efforts made, there was still no news of Mélanie Decamps. It is the work of an especially  talented investigator who will solve the case: Jean-Paul Prince. On the afternoon of August 20, he was working the streets of Trois-Rivières, Prince was sent to a crime scene in Louiseville, with a colleague from Trois-Rivières. “I was going to take him back to his residence. While going down this road, all of a sudden my colleague points out to me that there is this guy hitchhiking who looks like Michel Déry. He is on the boulevard des Chenaux in Trois-Rivières. We stopped. I opened my window and I identified myself. It was him. “

Jean-Paul Prince invites Michel Déry aboard and a conversation begins, en route to Drummondville. “I talked to  him about girls just to check him out. I told him all kinds of stories. I told him that I had already arrested some people who had committed murder, but that it was not always their fault. If they killed it is because they are sick, “says Prince.

By confiding in him,  Prince tries to coax him. “He told me he was beaten by his parents. He was thrown into the cellar. He told me that he had stayed in Saint-Léonard-d’Aston and that he had remained at one point on the South Shore of Montreal “. Information that does not fall on deaf ears and will be useful later.

A group of people where the body of Melanie Decamps was found tied to a tree seven kilometers from the Voltigeurs Park.

 

Gradually, just before exit 181, Jean-Paul Prince starts talking about Mélanie Decamps. Then, Prince goes to the Voltigeurs Park. There was a broken fence where the team of investigators assumed that the suspect had ducked through with the girl. Arriving in front, it is at this moment that the Prince says: “It is here that the little girl was abducted”. He quickly notices that Déry is nervous. The vice is tightening. Jean-Paul Prince asks Dery directly  if he has kidnapped and killed Melanie Decamps.

“He answered weakly,” Yes, but I did not kill her, I did not kill her! “

The investigator tries to be reassuring by evoking the possibility that she is still alive. Convinced that she was not dead, Jean-Paul Prince brought Michel Déry to the police station.

Other details emerge as Dery is brought to the place where Melanie Decamps would be found. Michel Déry explains to the investigators that from the beginning, he had brought the girl to a park and then brought her home to his apartment at 285 Brock Street where they slept. On this subject, the various discussions with Déry, and the state in which the body was discovered did not lead to the conclusion that there had been sexual assault on the child. According to the 24-year-old man, the next day, August 10, 1983, he wanted to bring Melanie back to the Voltigeurs Park. Seeing the helicopters deployed by the SQ in the sky, he was scared. He entered a wood, near Hemming Road, picked up ribbons used to identify trees and then attached the young Decamps to a tree trunk, a few kilometers south of the Curé Marchand bridge, near the Hydro-Québec towers, about 300 meters from the end of Reid Street.

A group of people from the SQ in a press conference, revealing the exact place where Melanie Decamps’ body was found.

 

Due to the darkness, the search cannot continue. The next day, at 5 o’clock in the morning, the search resumes with other police reinforcements and the canine squad. Teams survey the forest sector by sector. The forest is  systematically cordoned in the area indicated by Michel Déry. Because of strong winds that hinder the detection of odors, it is only in the evening, at 9:30 pm, that Mélanie Decamps is found dead tied to a tree trunk with her stockings stuffed down her throat and a banner in her mouth. This information contradicts the story  Déry told that he tied her to “play” with her and then”forgot” where he left her. For Jean-Paul Prince, it is very clear that he tied her up and choked  her. “For sure he strangled her.”

The sight of the bound girl, swollen by days of exposure to heat, provokes reactions of rage and anger.

“For all the police officers who had to work that site, at least 80% of them came back with tears in their eyes. Me, the first “,  states Gilles Thériault.

THE TRIAL

On August 22, 1983, Michel Déry was brought to the Courthouse of Drummondville under a heavy police escort where he is charged with first degree murder, abduction and kidnapping of Melanie Decamps. The Crown Attorney, Alain Perreault, recommends to Justice Yvon Sirois that the accused undergo a psychiatric examination. Out of this, Déry is judged fit to stand trial. The 24-year-old – through his lawyer – Yves Bolduc, opts for a trail by jury.

The journalist Gérald Prince remembers that people were waiting for him at the entrance of the court and insulted him. Inside, in the court room, Mr. Prince reports that Michel Déry looked vacant.

 

Michel Déry during his appearance before Judge Sirois in the courtroom of the courthouse for the murder of Mélanie Decamps.

 

This absence, this madness, this supposed insanity will be at the heart of the debates chaired by Judge Pierre Pinard. Various specialists, psychiatrists and psychologists will testify on Michel Déry’s ability to distinguish between good and evil. The jury opts for a verdict of non-liability after less than four hours of deliberation, May 28, 1984.

Déry is incarcerated at the Phillipe Pinel Institute for the Criminally Insane in the East end of Montreal. He returns to the news on July 12, 2001 when he manages to trick the guards at the Pinel Institute, and escape. He is quickly found and brought back to the establishment within 24 hours.

 

Michel Dery’s escape and recapture, 2001

 

This acquittal for insanity, 35 years later, still leaves a bitter taste among the stakeholders, including Jean Fortier, a reporter with Allo-Police who covered the trial. “I never thought he was crazy. Not crazy enough to put in the fire, He was in between.”

The disappearance and death of Mélanie Decamps deeply affected the population. For both Michel Beaudoin and Jean-Paul Prince, this was the most memorable case in their long careers in law enforcement. “It’s the one that touched me the most. It struck me because she is a child. When you come in contact with the parents as we came in contact, we live their pain. It’s been 35 years and I still think about it, “said Jean-Paul Prince in a low voice full of emotion.

MICHEL DERY, A RECIDIVIST?

Although Michel Déry is detained, Sûreté du Québec investigators Michel Beaudoin and Jean-Paul Prince continue to investigate. Two years before Melanie Decamps, again in Voltigeurs Park, a little girl went missing, but was soon found.

“The woman who had her child kidnapped did not complain to the police because she was with her lover at the campsite! In filing a complaint, she would have had to say who she was with. Michel Déry, it was he who had kidnapped this little girl, “said Michel Beaudoin without question.

Jean-Paul Prince also remembers meeting Michel Déry at the Sherbrooke jail during the trial. “We have brought out all the unsolved cases in the region and the surrounding area. There is another case that came out in Saint-Hubert: the disappearance of Chantal de Montgayard “.

 

Chantal de Montgayard

 

A discussion lead Dery to confess that it was he who had kidnapped the four-year-old girl when he was a teenager. According to what he told the investigators, on June 4, 1972, he took her to a small wood behind a church in Saint-Hubert, tied her up, but did not kill her. It is a scenario very similar to Melanie Decamps.

M et Mme Claude Montgayard

 

The experienced police officers  Beaudoin and Prince have obviously validated the veracity of this confession. You should know that in this type of criminal record, there is information that is never communicated to the media. One of these, in the case of Chantal de Montgayard, was the color of her underwear.

Comments Jean-Paul Prince, “He gave us the color of Chantal de Montgayard’s panties and that was correct. When the investigation was carried out at the time, in 1972, he had not been interviewed as a suspect because Déry’s parents had moved to Saint-Léonard-d’Aston a few days later. The body has never been found. Indeed, there was a small woodland behind the church, but it was deforested to build houses. We spoke to the Crown Attorney, but since he was acquitted in one case, it would not have yielded much to accuse him in another. And apart from his statement and his knowledge of the color of the underwear, there was nothing to corroborate. “. Jean-Paul Prince believes that Michel Dery has at least two murders to his credit.

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Well, maybe three. If this case sounds familiar to you, it should. Because there are stark similarities with another case from Drummondville, the 1977 disappearance of Claudette Poirier.

We’ve spoken about the Claudette Poirier case before on this podcast, but it would help if I briefly summarized the particulars. I’ve added new information that has not until this point been disclosed:

15-year-old Claudette Poirier lived with her parents at 1190 Monfette in Drummondville. In the summer of 1977 the family decided to do some camping about 7 miles south of Drummondville along chemin Hemming. On July 27th, 1977 the blond haired, 5/’5″ 110 pound girl was  riding her bicycle along 3e Rang de Simpson on her way to a babysitting job on St-Charles boulevard near her home back in Drummondville. 

 

IMG_0545From that point Claudette disappears. About a week after the disappearance, on August 3rd, 1977, Claudette’s bicycle is found along Rang 3e,  Saint Cyrille,  about 3 miles from her camp site, midway between the camp site and her home in Drummondville.  The bike is off its chain. The man who owns the adjacent property states that the bike – which is in full view at the side of the road – was not there all of the previous week.

The police who investigated the case were the Surete du Quebec forces from Trois Rivieres and Drummondville. After an exhaustive search they are unable to find any trace of Claudette.

 

 

On December 8th, 1977 in a chilling article in Quebec’s La Nouvelliste, reporter Yves Champoux suggests that Poirier might have met a similar fate as that of Denise Therrien. In August 1961, 16-year-old Thierren disappeared one morning while disembarking from a bus in Shawinigan. Four years later,  Marcel Bernier, confessed to her murder and agreed to guide the police to the victim’s remains, abandoned in the woods. Some speculated that for the 4 years she was missing, Thierrien was sold into child prostitution. On June 20th, 1962, La Presse featured an article about the “Montreal Paramount Booking” agency, a prostitution ring that would “recruit” 15 and 16 year old girls from Quebec and sell them into sex trafficking in the United States. In the Nouvelliste article, Champoux similarly speculated that Claudette Poirier might have met a similar fate.

 

 

 

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9 years after her disappearance on October 9th, 1986, 2 hunters find a skull, other bones and women’s clothing about 15 meters from the road at La Reserve, Saint Lucien about 4 miles from south of the site of Claudette’s disappearance. (I have heard it reported that the bones were charred, as if her remains were burnt). The remains are analyzed by Dr. Andre Lauzon at the SQ medical lab at Parthenais in Montreal and identified as Claudette Poirier. Given the length of time that has passed the cause of death is undetermined.

I made a small map of the Poirier locations, as the story is a little confusing. The map is interactive:  click here and you will be take to the map,  and you can manipulate around the geography:

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Basically in the center is where she was camping and last seen, to the left is where she lived and where she was going, to the right is where her bicycle and remains were found. 

So returning to the Melanie Decamps case; what do we find in common here?  To begin with, both victims disappeared while camping in Drummondville, Poirier in 1977 and Decamps in 1983.

In 1977 Michel Dery would have been about 17 or 18, too young to be Poirier’s offender? Hardly. If police suspected him in the 1972 murder of Chantal de Montgayard, when Dery would have been 12 or 13, he would certainly been capable of murdering 15-year-old Claudette Poirier 5 years later.

Where is Poirier’s home? 1190 Rue Monfette is an 8 minute bike ride from the Voltigeurs campground.

Where is 285 Brock street, where Dery had claimed to have slept with Decamps? That’s a 10 minute bike ride from the campground across the Saint Francois river.

And where is Decamps body found? 5 kilometers south of Drummondville at the cross section of Chemin Hemming and Rue Reid. Where was Poirier last seen? 10 kilometers south of Drummondville, riding her bike, also along Chemin Hemming. And where are her remains found? 20 kilometers south, also along Chemin Hemming.

The emphasis on bicycles is important. Note that when Dery was first encountered he had been brought to the station for stealing a car. Later, Jean-Paul Prince picks him up while hitchhiking from Trois Rivieres back to Drummondville. In fact, Dery never appeared to own a vehicle. The story suggests when he needed one, he stole one. On August 27th, 1983 article in The Gazette about Dery makes repeated reference to his use of a bicycle:

“Dery stayed mostly in his apartment, going out only for rides on his bicycle or to get groceries.”

“[Sister Clementine] described him as a “miserable soul,” a loner who liked to ride his bicycle all over Drummondville and the surrounding area, and who was drawn to the silence of the woods.”

I think it’s very possible that Dery used his bicycle to stalk and hunt for prey. When he came upon the right victim, he would steal a car for the purposes of abduction. Or maybe he lured Claudette to follow him on his bicycle? Maybe she thought – slight and five foot tall – that he also was a child.

 

Michel Dery: “He never had love”, a regrettable article from The Montreal Gazette

 

I spoke with former Surete du Quebec investigator, Jean-Paul Prince, the officer who cracked the case. Prince is of course now retired and living in Trois-Rivières.  I asked if they ever considered Michel Dery as a suspect in the Claudette Poirier case. Prince stated that he did not recall Poirier’s case.but he imagined they probably ruled Dery out because at that time he was possibly not living in Drummondville, but still with his parents in Saint-Léonard-d’Aston.

Still, Saint-Léonard-d’Aston is only a 25 minute drive from Drummondville, the mid point between Drummondville and Trois Rivieres. Maybe Dery could have been driving by the time he was 17 or 18? If not, maybe in 1977 he had some reason to hitchhike there? In fact the day Jean-Paul Prince picked him up, he was hitchhiking from Saint Leonard-d’Aston going toward Drummondville.  Of maybe he road his bike from Saint Leonard-d’Aston to Drummondville. He was said to have ridden his bike, “all over the Drummondville area”.

What is certain: at some point, something eventually brought him to Drummondville. The question is did he arrive as early as 1977?

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CODA: On March 7th, 1979, at the back of their Wednesday edition La Presse discloses that like his sister Claudette, 15-year-old Bruno Poirier has disappeared without a trace:

Bruno Poirier

All The Devils Are Here – Guylaine Potvin / WKT2 #23

 

A summary of the April 2000 unsolved murder of Guylaine Potvin in Jonquière, Quebec. We also hear from the second victim in the case, the attacked student from Sainte-Foy in July 2000.

Guylaine potvin

 

From the Surete du Quebec’s Cold Case Website:

On the morning of April 28, 2000, Guylaine Potvin, a student at the CÉGEP de Jonquière, was found dead in her apartment on rue Panet in Jonquière. She shared the apartment with two girlfriends, students also, who were absent on the night of the events.

Elements of the investigation have shown certain similarities with another file concerning an event in Sainte-Foy in July 2000, in which another student living alone was assaulted in her apartment. The latter, who was left for dead, was more fortunate, she survived.

If you have any information that could help solve this crime, contact the Centrale de l’information criminelle of the Sûreté du Québec at 1 800 659-4264.

The Poirier Enquete episode on Guylaine Potvin:

 

Jonquière apartment where Guylaine Potvin was murdered

 

Jonquière, neighborhood where Guylaine Potvin was murdered

 

The second victim from Sainte-Foy interviewed for the program Qui a Tue?

 

Bloodied phone from the second victim’s basement apartment. Note the missing phone cord from receiver.

 

In 2009 Claude Larouche was suspected of the Potvin murdered, but a DNA test cleared him

 

In April 1997 Diane Couture was found dead, face down on her bed with her hands tied in Sherbrooke, Quebec. She had been strangled and raped.

 

Poème écrit par Isabeau, la deuxième victime:

Je me souviens d’une voix de femme : « Reste avec nous ».

Qui est-elle ?

Pourquoi me dit-elle ça ?

 Où suis-je ?

Je me suis ouvert les yeux, une pièce inconnue, l’hôpital, un médecin.

J’ai demandé une seule question : « Qu’est-ce qui s’est passé ? »

Comme seule réponse : « Tu es arrivée avec des policiers, tu leurs parleras plus tard ».

« Non, tout de suite ».

Épuisée, désorientée, j’ai flanché.

Un homme, debout près de moi : « Je suis policier »

« Dis-moi qu’est-ce qui s’est passé ? »

Une réponse, celle que je ne voulais pas : « Je ne le sais pas »

« Comment on va faire pour le savoir ? »

Je me souviens de la feuille de déposition, du crayon, de la tablette improvisée.

Je me souviens de ma question : « Tu veux que j’écrive quoi ? »

J’ai écrit, peu.

Je dormais dans mon lit, dans ma chambre.

Je me souviens de tes mains sur ma gorge.

Je me souviens de ton odeur.

Je me souviens de toi.

Épuisée, désorientée, j’ai flanchée.

J’ai ouvert les yeux.

Une nouvelle pièce : où suis-je ?

Qu’est-ce qui s’est encore passé ?

Devant moi, un policier, le même.

Ses yeux bleus, muets.

Sur la table du lit, une boîte blanche.

« Qu’est-ce qu’il y a dans la boîte ? »

J’ai cru qu’on m’emmenait une réponse,

 Une trousse médico-légale.

Un nouveau policier pour prendre des photos de mes blessures.

Je n’arrive pas à bouger, lui a photographier.

“Place-moi comme tu veux, je ne peux pas t’aider”

“Tu me dis si je te fais mal” ;  j’ai rien dit.

Épuisée, j’ai flanchée.

Examen gynécologique.

Je n’arrive pas à bouger.

Une médecin, enceinte, à genoux sur le pied du lit.

“Ok, vient, on va le faire comme ça”

Elle me tire par les jambes.

Épuisée, j’ai flanchée.

Un appel du policier

« J’ai des collègues qui veulent te parler »

Un espoir : on t’a trouvé.

On m’a montré une photo.

Jeune, belle, souriante.

Tu l’avais choisie elle aussi.

Elle ne se souviendra jamais, elle, de tes mains, de ton odeur.

J’ai compris : on te cherchait déjà.

L’enquête.

L’espoir, les jours, les cris, les pleurs.

Des amis questionnés, partis.

Le désespoir, une promesse : « On se boira du porto ».

Des maladresses : « Dans l’autre cas, au moins on a une autopsie »

Des départs, un cold case.

Et la vie, encore la vie.

 

18 ans déjà.

Je me souviens de chacune des nuits de rage.

Je me souviens d’elle, de chacune de ses photos :

son gâteau d’anniversaire, son chat.

La couleur de son carnet de téléphone, ses gribouillis, son écriture.

Je me souviens des yeux du policier : bleus, muets.

Je me souviens de ma question.

Je me souviens de ton odeur.

Poem written by Isabeau, the second victim:

I remember a woman’s voice: “Stay with us”.
Who is she ?
Why does she tell me that?
 Where am I ?
I opened my eyes, an unknown room, the hospital, a doctor.
I asked only one question: “What happened? “
The only answer: “You came with the police, you will talk to them later”.
“No, right now”
Exhausted, disoriented, I flinched.
A man standing near me: “I am a policeman”
“Tell me what happened? “
One answer, the one I did not want: “I do not know”
“How are we going to find out? “
I remember the witness sheet, the pencil, the improvised tablet.
I remember my question: “Do you want me to write what? “
I wrote, little.
I slept in my bed, in my room.
I remember your hands on my throat.
I remember your smell.
I remember you.
Exhausted, disoriented, I flenched.
I opened my eyes.
A new play: where am I?
What happened again?
In front of me, a policeman, the same.
His blue eyes, dumb.
On the bed table, a white box.
“What’s in the box? “
I thought I was being sent an answer,
 A forensic kit.
A new policeman to take pictures of my wounds.
I cannot move, photographed by him.
“Place me as you want, I can not help you”
“You tell me if I hurt you”; I said nothing.
Exhausted, I flenched.
Gynecological examination.
I can not move.
A doctor, pregnant, kneeling on the foot of the bed.
“Ok, come on, we’ll do it like this”
She pulls me by the legs.
Exhausted, I flenched.
A call from the policeman
“I have colleagues who want to talk to you”
A hope: we found you.
I was shown a picture.
Young, beautiful, smiling.
You had chosen her too.
She will never remember her hands, your smell.
I understood: we were already looking for you.
Investigation.
Hope, days, shouting, crying.
Friends questioned, gone.
Despair, a promise: “We’ll drink port.”
Clumsiness: “In the other case, at least we have an autopsy”
Departures, a cold box.
And life, still life.
18 years old already.
I remember every night of rage.
I remember her, each of her photos:
her birthday cake, her cat.
The color of her phone book, her scribbles, her writing.
I remember the policeman’s eyes: blue, dumb.
I remember my question.
I remember your smell.”

“The Monster of Levis” Guy Field / WKT2 #22

Sherbrooke Record, Friday November 3rd, 1978:

“The killer of a seven year old was sentenced to 25 years in prison without parole Thursday by a judge who described his crime as one of the most repugnant and savage in the memory of man.

Superior Court Justice Jean Bienvenue warned 44-year-old Guy Field, found guilty in the Dec 28. 1977 slaying of Brigitte Roberge in nearby Levis, he may never be granted freedom.”

Brigitte Roberge

Guy Field

43 rue Wolfe / where the Roberge family lived on the second floor

72 rue Wolfe: location of the depanneur where Brigitte was headed

13 cote Labadie / site of rooming house where Guy Field lived

Church where Field claimed to have encountered Roberge

Anglican church where Field was discovered

Golf club where the semi-naked body of Brigitte Roberge was recovered

Update: Corrections confirmed that Guy Field died in 2003 apparently of natural causes at Archanbault prison:

Longueuil, Nathalie Boucher, and the Warder of the Brain / WKT2 #18

The first mystery is, How Do You Pronounce It?  L-O-N-G-U-E-U-I-L.  I’ve heard many Anglos use “Longelle”, but it’s actually “Longay”.

Longueuil is part of what’s known as the “South Shore” of Montreal, though when I look on it on a map, it’s kind of East to me. Taking the Champlain or Jacques Cartier bridges, you cross off the island of Montreal, across the Saint Lawrence river and now you’re in Longueuil. It’s reputation is kind of shady and industrial, although I’ve only been there once myself. At Section Rouge Media, and the archives of Allo Police.

Longueuil is where Sharron Prior was found beaten, suffocated and raped, on April 1st, 1975 in a field at Chemin du Lac and Guimond blvd. by the beekeeper, Jacques Bertrand. It’s where -exactly two years and one day later – the unidentified body of a woman was found – again on chemin du Lac – on April 2nd, 1977 wrapped in a green and white blanket. Decades later she would be identified as Johanne Lemieux.

Longueuil is where on May 2, 1975 the bodies of Diane Dery and Mario Corbeil were discovered in a field near the Saint Hubert airport, both shot by a .22 caliber pistol, almost certainly by a member of the Canadian military stationed at CFB St. HubertAnd it is is where Stéphane Luce’s mother, Roxanne Luce was found beaten to death in her apartment on April 2nd, 1981.

In terms of investigations Longueuil is the last stop on the Quebec criminal justice train. I have long railed against the failures and incompetences of the Surete du Quebec. But apparently compared to the Longueuil police I have been receiving Cadillac services. People actually lobby the Quebec Ministry of Public Security to have their Longueuil causes taken up by the Surete du Quebec. The family of Sharron Prior did it. As late as last Friday Stephane Luce was still doing it, he texted me from Montreal:

“Guess where I am? The SQ Parthenais…”

“About your mother?”

“Ya.”

“Are they gonna take on her cold-case?”

“Don’t know. I showed up unannounced”

“You’ve got balls.”

Recall that one family was successful in such endeavors. The Derys, who in 1979 managed to convince Quebec Justice that the Longueuil Police were a lost cause:  the Dery / Corbeil investigation is now one over over 600 cold-cases in the portfolio of the Surete du Quebec.

The practices of Longueuil police / Longueuii justice are a true mystery. This is from the December 16th, 2015 edition of the Montreal Gazette:

Seven brothers from a South Shore family were charged on Wednesday with sexually assaulting four women, some of whom were minors, as long as 50 years ago.

The acts allegedly took place in Longueuil between 1957 and 1976, and the men were arrested on Tuesday.

All seven men, who now range in age from 59 to 71 years old, face sexual assault charges stemming from when they were minors. Those charges, which deal with acts allegedly committed between 1957 and 1973, will be handled in youth court.

Either we are still waiting for this process, or it was dealt with quietly “off camera”, or the defense ran the clock, and everything got dismissed. We may never know.

 

Jenique Dalcourt

 

If such casualness and indifference seems normal for Quebecers (I can assure you that no one has lifted a finger and questioned, “Hey? What happened with those brothers” ), notice the reaction from an outsider when they came up against the Longueuil justice system. Here I am referring to the October 21st 2014 murder of Jenique Dalcourt, beaten to death with a blunt instrument on a bike path in Vieux-Longueuil. This is the reaction from her grieving father, John Gandalfo who lives in New York:

“I heard on the news the suspect was 26-year-old, I get more from the news than with authorities. As a parent you want answers.”

Welcome to the club, Mr. Gandalfo, you may not have wanted to join it, but we’re glad you’re here anyway.

Like a lot of homicides in Longeueil, Jenique Dalcourt’s remains unsolved. In fact I’m having a hard time remembering the last time they cleared a stranger homicide. Maybe this one I recently dug up, but then the offender came right into the police headquarters and confessed to the crime:

Myriam Valois

34-year-old Myriam Valois vanished in January 1992. She lived with her parents. She liked to go clubbing with her friends along the bars of “the Main” in Montreal’s East-End. La Presse reported that Myriam had a “mental handicap”.

 

Myriam Valois

 

The morning of January 23rd, a man was walking his dog in a field behind 2399 de la Province in an industrial section of Longueuil when he made the grim discovery. She was found clothed, wearing blue jeans, a pink vest and black ski jacket. Later a citizen found a sports back sack containing Myriam’s belongings near Guimond. Valois was beaten severely with a blunt instrument, then crawled about 100 feet. Longueuil detective Serge Fontaine suspected several suspects, and the use of a vehicle.

One year later, one suspect walked into the Longueuil police headquarters and made this stunning revelation:

“I can’t live with myself anymore with this. I don’t sleep anymore, I want to see a detective about the crime of the girl in the industrial park…”

25-year-old Sebastien Rochette then met with detective Serge Fontaine and gave his full confession. He said that he knew Myriam Valois, they both suffered from mental handicaps. He had met her several times at the Midway bar on boule Saint-Laurent and on “the Main” in Montreal. On January 17th 1992 they went to a motel together on rue Saint-Hubert to have sex. Valois drank alcohol. Rochette consumed cocaine. The adventure went on for two days.  Finally he drove her back to Montreal. But before getting on the Jacques Cartier bridge he made a turn on 2399 de la Province. Once there he beat her with a hammer several times to the head. Valois crawled about 40 meters before succumbing to her injuries. In the snow the police found the tire markings of a 1984 Toyota Camry, the same make of vehicle driven by Rochette. Sebastien Rochette was charged with first degree murder.

A lot of questions in this case, but for now they will need to remain unanswered. My point being that sometimes these matters are connected, and sometimes they are self contained.

Nathalie Boucher

 

 

Let’s jump back a decade and examine the 1985 Longueuil murder of Nathalie Boucher. This is another one of these cases lost to time. You would need to dig pretty hard in order to find any information about it.

Eighteen-year-old Nathalie Boucher was described as a model student and an exemplary young woman. She attended the CEGEP Edouard Montpetit in Longueuil, and lived with her mother in an apartment complex at 385 place de la Louisane, near route 132 / boule Saint Charles / Taschereau interchange. On the evening of Tuesday June 4th Nathalie planned to meet two friends at the Club / Discotheque La Moustache, which was located on rue Closse in the Atwater region of Montreal.

CEGEP Edouard Montpetit

 

Nathalie promised her mom she would be home by one one A.M.  Getting home would require a metro and a bus ride; the metro from the Atwater station to the Longueuil terminus, and then a bus from the terminus to the stop along the interchange. From there is was less than 1,000 feet walk across the viaduct to the apartment complex.

 

La Moustache

 

 

The morning of June 5th, 1985 Nathalie’s body was discovered in the bushes near rue Saint-Charles and Taschereau, 800 feet from her home. From her 4th floor apartment window Nathalie’s mother could watch the police process the crime scene.

 

 

Nathalie had been brutally beaten, raped and strangled to death. Even worse, the coroner determined that Nathalie was probably keep alive intentionally for 2 to 3 hours so the offender could slowly mete out his punishment. Beating and kicking her, investigators believed the force and determination of the offender must have been astounding, measured, and cruel.

In this era, as I think I’ve demonstrated, there could have been any number of offenders responsible for such horrible acts.  Exactly one year later two young women were attacked in the parking garage at the Longueuil terminus, and the press wondered if there might be a connection to Boucher. In these instances the man managed to get away, but left his jacket behind containing all his identification. Twenty-five year old Michel Larocoque was charged, and hopefully sentenced.

 

 

I possess a small case file on the Boucher investigation. I just never wrote about it did not appear to be connected to any case for which I had interest.

Nathalie Boucher

 

But there is one case that reminds me of Boucher, and what appears to connect them is the level of violence and a geographic location. 

Two years later, in August 1987 sixteen-year-old Sophie Landry was last seen at the Longueuil bus terminus. Her body would be found stabbed 172 times in a field North of Montreal in St. Roch de l’Achigan. Guy Croteau eventually was arrested and is serving a life sentence.

Now in 2002, the Surete du Quebec released several photos of Croteau and asked members of the public to come forward if they had any information that could tie Croteau to other sexual assaults and murders.

One person did. In a 2004 Gazette article by James Mennie a woman named “Jeanette” came forward with the following assault from 1977:

“I was coming back from the Longueuil métro station to where I live,” she said. “I decided to walk rather than take the bus. It was about a 15-minute walk.”

It was also a walk that took her from the subway across an overpass that spans Taschereau Blvd. and, as she paced across the bridge in the twilight, Jeanette looked back and noticed what appeared to be the figure of a man standing by a blue glass building. She resumed walking and was about three-quarters across the overpass when she sensed “a very light touch … like a draft.”

“So I whipped around and this guy had his hand right up the back of my skirt. … I was just enraged to see him. I started showering abuse on him … and then bashing him. I had a very heavy purse and I swung at his head.

“After I yelled at him, the strangest thing is he looked as if he was going to cry. … He turned around and began to run. I began to chase him.”

She chased him?

“I don’t know. I was just so mad.”

Note that like Landry and Boucher, “Jeanette” was using the Longueuil metro. Also not that like Boucher, “Jeanette” had to cross boule Taschereau.  

 

 

In 1977 did Guy Croteau attempt to assault “Jeanette” at the same location where Nathalie Boucher would be murdered almost 10 years later?  Croteau would have been about 21 years old at the time. “Jeanette” seems to think so:

Jeanette put the incident behind her for eight years, even though she’d shake when she talked about it, until an 18-year-old girl was found raped and killed in a ditch that runs parallel to the overpass.

Nathalie Boucher’s body was found less than 300 metres from her Longueuil home. As of yesterday, her killing remained unsolved. “I always felt it was the same guy who did it,” Jeanette says. “That he decided to get it right this time.”

Now for me, this is the most extraordinary part about all of this. In researching this post I got really excited, “OMG, this is amazing, no one knows about this! etc..”

But when I looked closer I found that someone had already reported on all of this. It was me. In a 2004 blogpost I wrote about all of it Landry, Croteau, Nathalie Boucher, “Jeanette”.  I wrote about it and then, along with everyone else, I forgot about it. 

Ten years later, by the time I found the casefile on Boucher at Allo Police in 2014 I had forgot everything I had done.

You can find that original blogpost here (click)

So maybe Guy Croteau murdered Nathalie Boucher. There is another possibility that I’m putting out there; we’re late in the game with these cases, so all things must be attempted. 

In that casefile there are several photos of a man who is not identified. He doesn’t appear to be law enforcement (too casually dressed), the photos appear like the photographer was surveilling him. If anyone can identify this man please contact me or the police:

Update:  Guy with cigarette is the journaliste, Claude Poirier:

 

Once again, a colleague did some pretty brilliant maps:

 

 

Diane Dery et Mario Corbeil – May 20, 1975 / WKT2 #17

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Le 20 mai 1975, vers 20 h 15, Diane Déry, 13 ans, et Mario Corbeil, 15 ans, quittent la résidence de Diane afin de faire une promenade en motocyclette dans un champ situé à proximité du boulevard Rolland-Therrien, à Longueuil. Voyant que les jeunes ne sont pas revenus, des membres de la famille des deux adolescents effectuent des recherches dans le secteur au cours de la soirée et durant la nuit.

Le lendemain matin, vers 7 h 20, les policiers découvrent Diane Déry et Mario Corbeil sans vie dans un boisé situé à l’extrémité du boulevard Rolland-Therrien. L’analyse de la scène démontre que les deux jeunes ont été assassinés.

Allo Police, 5 août 1979 par Jaques Durand

Après 4 ans et sans résolution, le père de Diane Dery, Jaques Dery demande au ministre de la Justice de l’époque, Marc-André Bedard, que l’affaire soit retirée à la police de Longueuil et transférée à la Sûreté du Québec.

En 1975, les Derys habitent au 1145, rue Bizard à Longueuil. Ils ont depuis déménagé à Saint-Célestin (Nicolet). Il travaillait dans une station-service, sa femme tenait la petite cantine à l’intérieur.

Les parents de Maro Corbeil, de M et Mme Maurice et de Françoise Corbeil ont continué de vivre à Longueuil, rue Boucher. L’avocat de Dery dans l’affaire était Guy Houle.

Un récit des événements des 20 et 21 mai 1975

C’était un mardi, une belle journée. Les parents de Mario lui ont donné une petite motocylette en cadeau. Mario a passé de nombreuses heures à en profiter, donnant des tours à sa famille et ses amis. Le dernier trajet était réservé à une petite amie, Diane Dery. Les familles ne les reverraient plus jamais vivant.

Map of Dery / Corbeil murders

Le lendemain, mercredi 21 mai, les corps ont été découverts dans un champ près de l’aéroport de Saint-Hubert. Mario avait été battu, puis abattu six fois avec un pistolet de calibre 22. Diane avait reçu une balle dans la tête avec le même pistolet de calibre. Elle a été agressée sexuellement et son corps a été placé sur celui de Mario. Les corps ont été placés de manière à suggérer qu’ils avaient une relation sexuelle.

L’affaire a été confiée aux détectives Lacombe et Villeneuve de la police de Longueuil. Une douzaine de personnes ont été interrogées.

Après deux ans, M Jacques Dery a pris la décision de tout vendre et de s’installer ailleurs. La famille avait une nouvelle fille, Manon, et ils voulaient commencer une vie meilleure. Il déménage dans un coin de la province, Saint-Célestin (Nicolet). M Dery est devenu propriétaire d’une station-service le long de la route 20. Il a établi une solide clientèle. Il avait un autre projet en tête: faire sortir toute sa famille de Longueuil dès que possible. M Dery a acheté une maison et, au mois d’octobre, sa famille a déménagé dans ce petit village fort et sympathique.

Le travail était dur, il l’obligeait à travailler sept jours par semaine. Mme Dery, non satisfaite de son mari travaillant seule, a décidé de faire fonctionner une petite cantine à l’intérieur de la station-service. Malgré l’arrangement, il y avait toujours deux questions à répondre: QUI et POURQUOI?

M Dery a continué de communiquer avec les enquêteurs à Longueuil. Les enquêteurs ont continué à communiquer le même message: «Nous soupçonnons quelqu’un, mais nous n’avons pas la preuve.”

Voulant en savoir plus, M et Mme Dery ont rencontré le lieutenant-détective Maurice Lauzon, qui était à la tête de l’homicide de Longueuil. Il a informé le Dery qu’il ne connaissait pas le dossier, mais qu’il se mettrait rapidement à l’épreuve. Il a promis de téléphoner régulièrement à la famille pour leur donner des informations sur l’enquête.

«Il n’a jamais répondu, j’ai laissé des messages, mais il n’a jamais rappelé, c’était toujours moi qui devais téléphoner», a déclaré M. Dery qui a ajouté: «Si la police de Longueuil ne peut rien faire pour faire avancer le dossier, pourquoi? ne peuvent-ils pas le livrer à la Sûreté du Québec? Il n’est pas possible que deux jeunes enfants soient tués si près de chez eux, et ils ne peuvent rien trouver, ce n’est pas possible, peut-être que la Surete du Québec ne pourra pas pour trouver quelque chose non plus, mais nous aurions la satisfaction de savoir que nous avons essayé. ”

Au cours de l’entrevue, qui a eu lieu à l’intérieur de la station-service, alors que M Dery vendait des cigarettes aux clients qui allaient et venaient, son fils pompait du gaz et Manon se reposait sur le comptoir. Quand les choses se sont calmées, le garçon est entré et les enfants sont restés près de leurs parents.

Mme Dery, qui était assise à la fenêtre, a dit: «Après quatre ans, je suis venu à l’accepter, je sais maintenant qu’elle ne reviendra jamais, je l’accepte, mais pourquoi quelqu’un ferait-il cela?

Par l’intermédiaire de leur avocat, Guy Houle, les Dery ont demandé au ministre de la Justice du Québec, Marc-André Bedard, de transférer officiellement l’affaire de la police de la ville de Longueuil à la police provinciale, la Sûreté du Québec. Voici le texte de la requête de M Dery envoyé par l’avocat de Dery, Guy Houle:

“Honerable ministre de la Justice:

Considérant les événements du 20 mai 1975. mon enfant Diane Dery, 13 ans, victime d’un assassin, près de chez nous au 1145, rue Bizard à Longueuil;

Considérant que certaines actions et entreprises de la police municipale de Longueuil ont tenté d’élucider cette enquête, mais aucun résultat concret n’a été donné dans l’étude globale de cette affaire;

Considérant que maintenant, depuis plus de quatre ans, nous avions espéré voir des résultats dans ces affaires;

Considérant que la police municipale de Longueuil, malgré tous les efforts dont elle dispose, ne possède peut-être pas tous les outils nécessaires pour mener une enquête et obtenir des résultats;

Considérant surtout que la police municipale de Longueuil ne se spécialise pas dans ce genre d’enquêtes;

Considérant que la Sûreté du Québec a à sa disposition une escouade d’homicides;

C’est pourquoi les gens ont besoin d’être confiants dans les institutions, et certainement dans la protection de la société contre les assassins qui peuvent marcher librement parmi nous.

Nous soumettons cette demande à l’honorable ministre de la Justice de la province que vous prendrez part à cette affaire conjointement avec la police municipale de Longueuil pour faire la lumière au nom de la justice et de la sécurité publique.

Cette lettre a été envoyée au ministre de la Justice le 5 juillet. 1979. Il a également été envoyé à la police de Longueuil, le député de Nicolet-Yamaska, Me Serge Fontaine, et notre collaborateur à Allo Police, Claude Poirier.

Au moment où nous quittions Saint-Célestin, la jeune fille de Dery, qui jusqu’alors n’avait rien dit: «Aujourd’hui, les gens vont tuer pour deux dollars, nous voulons la justice, et tous savent pourquoi ils l’ont fait.

La famille Dery a souffert. Seront-ils heureux un jour quand ils connaîtront les noms des assassins? Nous l’espérons.

La famille Maurice Corbeil a également quitté sa maison de la rue Boucher à Longueuil. Mme Corbeil s’installe à Saint-Félix-de-Kingsey, elle aimerait continuer à aller en Beauce.

M e Corbeil est parvenue à un accord avec l’enquête. De la police, elle dit: “Nous étions soupçonnés d’être méfiants, je veux l’enquête parce que dans des choses comme ça, nous devons trouver les coupables.” Néanmoins, elle essaie de ne pas penser aux choses horribles: «Je ne veux pas de publicité pour mon fils, et je ne veux pas le regarder, pourquoi voudriez-vous de la publicité pour une telle chose?

Post-scripts:

En novembre 1979, le ministre de la Justice du Québec accepte les demandes des familles et transfère les dossiers à la Sûreté du Québec. Diane Dery et Mario Corbeil sont actuellement répertoriés sur le site Web de la Surete du Québec, toujours en suspens après 43 ans:

Coda: Dans l’article nécrologique de La Presse datant de 1975, on disait que Diane Dery «est morte accidentellement», probablement pour que la famille puisse éviter la honte dans la communauté.

Intro to Loco Part II / Diane Thibeault / WKT2 #14

 

 The murder of Diane Thibault, for which the Montreal police received a full confession from Edmond Turcotte. Turcotte later retracted his confession.

Diane Thibeault, 25, was found dead in am empty lot at St. Dominique and Dorchester. It was initially unclear where or when she was killed but detectives deduced that the killer returned at about 4 a.m. to set her body on fire. Thibeault was a single mother on welfare who originally came from St. Jerome and had a two-year-old son Stephane.  She was said to have frequented bars and cabarets on the Lower Main. 

 

Diane Thibault

 

Edmond Turcotte: “C’est une Fille De Rien et une Vache! Je L’ai Frappee avec n’importe quoi!”

 

Edmond Turcotte

 

Edmond Turcotte’s confession

 

Edmond Turcotte’s hand drawn map of the hotel room where he allegedly murdered Thibeault

 

Map of Diane Thibeault crime scene

 

Diane Thibeault

 

Update May 3, 2018:

A colleague found this article where Edmond Turcotte was acquitted of the murder of Diane Thibeault:

 

Musique de WKT2 # 14:

Si vous n’êtes pas du Québec, probablement ne connaissez pas Harmonium. Si vous êtes du Québec, il serait difficile de ne pas connaître Harmonium. Je pense que Rolling Stone les a classés 35e sur la liste de rock progressif de tous les temps.

En grandissant, j’étais conscient d’eux, mais je ne les ai pas écoutés. En fait, ce n’est que l’été dernier, lorsque j’étais à Ottawa, que j’ai attrapé le bug. J’ai passé un après-midi au musée de l’histoire, qui possédait une impressionnante collection de culture québécoise, et l’une des installations était une zone d’écoute où l’on pouvait entendre des musiques fondatrices de groupes comme Cano, Beau Dommage et bien sûr Harmonium.

Certes, il y a des influences évidentes (Genesis et Supertramp viennent facilement à l’esprit), mais il y a quelque chose d’unique ici. Quelque chose que j’ai ressenti était très spécifique à 1975, et c’est pourquoi je les ai utilisés pour ce podcast.

La plupart des gens citent leur premier album comme la plus grande influence (tout le monde connaît Pour Un Instant), mais c’est leur deuxième album, Si On Avait Besoin d’une Cinquième Saison que je pense être le chef-d’œuvre.

Au moment où nous arrivons à L’Heptade en 1976, je pense que la magie était terminée. Comme beaucoup de choses dans le rock progressif, les compositions sont devenues pesantes et gonflées: donnez à Genesis le mérite d’avoir fait exploser le format et la rationalisation, même si vous ne pouvez pas apprécier quelque chose comme ABACAB.

Aussi … je suis sûr que Serge Fiori était probablement a dick to work with …

Music from WKT2 #14:

If you’re not from Quebec you probably don’t know Harmonium. If you’re from Quebec it would be hard NOT to know Harmonium. I think Rolling Stone ranked them 35th on the all-time prog rock list.

Growing up I was aware of them, but I didn’t listen to them. In fact it wasn’t until last summer when I was in Ottawa that I caught the bug. I spent an afternoon at the museum of history, which had a very impressive collection of Quebec culture, and one of the installations was a listening area where you could hear foundational music by groups like Cano, Beau Dommage, and of course, Harmonium.

True there are obvious influences (Genesis and Supertramp easily come to mind), but there’s something unique here. Something I felt was very specific to 1975, and that’s why I used them for this podcast.

Most people cite their first album as the greatest influence (everyone knows Pour Un Instant), but It’s their second album, Si On Avait Besoin D’une Cinquième Saison that I think is the masterpiece.

By the time we get to L’Heptade in 1976, I think the magic was over. Like so much in prog rock, the compositions became ponderous and bloated: give Genesis credit for blowing up the format and streamlining, even if you can’t appreciate something like ABACAB.

Also… I’m sure Serge Fiori was probably a dick to work with…

Who murdered Murielle Guay? ( 1982 )

The Surete du Quebec’s cold-case posting on Murielle Guay

 

Conventional wisdom suggests Murielle Guay was butchered by American serial killer William Dean Christensen. Then why is the Surete du Quebec investigating her death as a cold-case?

This much is known. On April 27, 1982, 27-year-old Sylvie Trudel was found decapitated and dismembered in the downtown Montreal apartment of  “Richard Owen.” That same afternoon a pedestrian discovered the dismembered body of Murielle Guay in trash bags in a wooded area of Mille-Îles northwest of Montreal. 

Both murders have long been attributed to American serial killer William Dean Christensen (AKA “Richard Bill Owen”). So why is the Surete du Quebec continuing to pursue Guay’s case as a unresolved murder? (click here to go to their website)

Tracing the origins of misinformation on the internet reveals the following:

At some point between 1995 and 2005 the website CrimeZZZ.net posted the following:

the sectioned corpse of Murielle Guay, 26, was found wrapped in trash bags at Mille-Isles, 50 miles northwest of Montreal. Police were initially reluctant to connect the crimes, noting that Trudel’s killer displayed “a certain amount of expertise,” while victim Guay was “really butchered,” but their doubts were resolved by April 29, with murder warrants issued in the name of William Christenson.

On February 25, 2012 the website Coolopolis reported that:

“[Christensen] also murdered Murielle Guay, 26, of Laval, whose body was found dismembered in Mille Iles, northwest of Montreal, decapitated as well, but with less skill, leading authorities to initially believe that it was not the same killer.”

Finally, in his book, Cold North Killers, published March 3, 2013 Lee Mellor writes:

So when did conjecture become internet fact? Difficult to say. When questioned, my friend and colleague Kristian Gravenor – who runs Coolopolis – stated that he was simply reporting what had been reported.

Fact from Fiction

It’s hard not to hold Christensen as a viable suspect. He was released in error from Montreal’s Bordeaux prison just two weeks prior to the murders of Trudel and Guay. Bordeaux is within striking distance from the Bar América on St-Laurent Street in Montreal, where Guay was last seen on April 17, 1982 (contrary to internet reports, Guay was 19, not 24 or 26).

 

February 17, 1985 La Presse article on William Christensen

 

I cannot find any news item that definitely links Christensen to the murder of Guay. A 1984 La Presse article state he was “thought to be responsible” for Guay’s murder.  In 1985 La Presse reported that Christensen was “suspected” of Guay’s murder.  In 1989 Le Nouvelliste merely states he was being “investigated” in her murder.  

The Washington Post reported in 1985 that Christensen was “charged in the mutilation deaths of two women in Canada.”, but apparently those charges – at least in the case of Guay – were dropped. Currently Christensen is serving time in the United States for a Pennsylvania murder.

So who killed Murielle Guay? It’s curious. From memory I recall one other case of dismemberment: the 1989 case of Valerie Dalpe. 

It’s also curious – and frustrating – why the Quebec media doesn’t show a greater interest  in these matters. The Surete du Quebec have posted new information on over 60 cases. I’m sure they would welcome the attention, investigation, publication and support of media partners.

Apparently the Surete du Quebec no longer consider William Dean Christensen as a suspect, and are looking for answers. 

Victimology – A Canadian Perspective WKT #31

A discussion with Jo-Anne Wemmers, Professor at the School of Criminology of the Université de Montréal about her latest book, Victimology – A Canadian Perspective.  

Jo-Anne has published widely in the areas of victimology, international criminal law and restorative justice. Her research interests focus on victims in the criminal justice system in the broadest possible sense.  Former Secretary General of the World Society of Victimology, she is currently Editor of the International Review of Victimology and the Journal international de victimologie.

 

You can visit Jo-Anne Wemmers page at the Université de Montréal here (click)

Visit Amazon to purchase Victimology: A Canadian Perspective (click here)

Un très grand roman existentiel d’Albert Camus, L’Etranger:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tim Curry, The Rock:

 

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Theresa Allore – Part 2: The Minds of Madness

 
PART #2 – On November 3rd, 1978, a beautiful 19 year old young woman, by the name of Theresa Allore, completely disappeared from her college campus…in the small borough of Lennoxville, Quebec. Located approximately 2 hours east of Montreal.

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The Ballad of William Fyfe / WKT #26

Notes from the podcast

Prologue: On October 29, 1999 Monique Gaudreau, a 45-year-old nurse at a  hospital in the Laurentians  was found dead at her home  in Sainte-Agathe-des-Monts, Quebec (North of Montreal) . Gaudreau was found in the bedroom.  She had been  beaten, sexually assaulted, and stabbed 55 times. This is the story of William Patrick Fyfe.

Music: The Poppy Family: Evil Grows

William Patrick Fyfe

Some intro on Fyfe:   William Fyfe , known as the Killer Handyman,  Born in late February 1955. One of Canada’s most prolific serial killers. why it’s important to talk about him

So let’s get into how Fyfe was caught.  To answer that we first turn to the case of  Anna Yarnold, a 59-year-old woman who was found dead on October 15, 1999 in Senneville, Quebec (west of Montreal… 1,500 people?). Lived in isolated home on water front.  In analyzing the crime scene police note that the assailant approached the house in a vehicle at night.  Yarnold’s dog was locked in a room with her handbag, wallet.  The body found outside in the garden. Face down in flower bed. There was bruising on the neck and face, and she was beaten with a flower pot. She was initially attacked in the bathroom. She ran outside.  Where she was choked beaten and bashed in the head with a flower pot.  The assailant took credit cards. Police initially suspect her husband, Robert Yarnold because the scene seemed too violent for a mere robbery. crime of passion. There were no forensics / hard to get forensics on an outside murder. (Paul Cherry interviewed, he reported that it probably wasn’t a robbery)

Yarnold & Gaudreau

Police know began to question if this was in some way connected to an incident that happened earlier in the Summer in the West Island of Montreal. In July, 1999 a woman named  Janet Kuckinsky was attacked and murdered on a Bicycle path in the West Island.

At this point police also  go back to the case of  Monique Gaudreau, a 45-year-old victim from Saint Agathe who was beaten, sexually assaulted and stabbed 55 times. However, as with Yarnold police have very little forensics. In fact, not even a robbery, nothing taken.  Outside they find a footprint (blood of Mrs. Gaudreau).  They also find blood droplets belonging to a male individual.  Different causes of death (knife / smashed with pot), therefore different killers?  Forensic biologist Josenthe Prevot:  “It’s difficult to approach violence, to be in there him. To be in the victim’s environment where they live their everyday lives”

Shanahan & Glenn

On November 19th, 1999,  a 55-year old accountant goes missing in Laval, Quebec.   When police go to check her apartment they find four Montreal Gazette’s stacked outside her door.   Teresa Shanahan was found stabbed to death on November 23, 1999.  She had been sexually assaulted,  beaten and stabbed 32 times. The scene was similar to Gaudreau, except there were items missing, jewelry and credit cards. Later there were ATM withdrawals the evening of the murder : $500 / $500.  The assailant obtained her PIN number. At about this time the daughter of Anna Yarnold noticed withdrawals from her account.  Police obtained a grainy / blurry photo produced from ATM, man in kangaroo hoody with a bearded. As Yarnold’s husband was clean shaven this ruled him out.

From this police now piece together that the assailant is torturing victims to obtain PIN numbers. He’s using subterfuge to obtain entry / tradesman or handyman: no break-ins.

December 15, 1999: a  man comes to door of home in Baie-d’Urfé, Quebec (west).   Asks the woman who answers if she’d like any gardening done. He’s doing some work in the area, could he offer services. Woman talks to husband, and then declines the offer.

Across the street on that same day 50-year-old Mary Glenn, was beaten and stabbed to death.  Glenn lived alone in a waterfront home. Same man approaches home. Following morning woman finds her in living room. Interior, beaten, stabbed and violated. Prevost returns. Clothed. Beaten with blunt object.  No forced entry. Very violent, covering many rooms, hair ripped out, blood in multiple rooms. Finished in living room. Turned on back,” beaten to a pulp”  Again, footprints in blood. Blood on hands, washes hands in kitchen sink. Goes to bedroom upstairs, shakes down victim’s purse.  A forensics printer expert,  Jean Paul Menier, finds a finger print. Loads into finger print bank. A match is made: The print is that of  44 year old William Fyfe.

So who is Fyfe?  Born in Toronto, raised in Montreal. Attended Montreal High School, he was known for urinating on the school bus. His first adult run-in with the law was in 1975, when he was charged with theft over $200 in Montreal and sentenced to six months in jail. Since then a series of  BandEs and thefts. He worked as handyman. He was married, separated with a child. Since then several rel/ships. He did home renovations. Last known address was in a town north of Montreal.

At this point the police have a puzzle: Do they go public and risk scaring him off into hiding, or do they act in the importance of the public interest? The police are given several hours to find him. Ex-girl friend tips that he may be staying at mother’s in Barrie Ontario. OPP Detective  Jim Miller goes to mother’s old farm house. Car with QC plates registered to Fyfe. 24 hour surveillance. Determining if enough evidence to arrest. MUC come to Barrie, publish photo of Fyfe. Say he’s suspect, wanted for questioning. Story goes national. Leaves home, goes to Toronto, looks for newspapers, puts in orders for the Gazette. Dec 21st, 1999. Goes to church, drops three pairs of running shoes. Drove away. Spots on shoes that appear to be blood. Police finally close in on Fyfe at the Husky Truck Stop gas station in Barrie on December 22, 1999, he’s placed under arrest for Mary Elizabeth Glenn. “why don’t you shoot me now?”

Fyfe’s Ford Ranger at Husky Truckstop in Barrie, Ontario

 

Corporal Andrew Bouchard, Montreal police : on the investigation. Bouchard head of Montreal’s major crimes division. Interrogation: “arrogant. Cold like a fish”. First night, they don’t get very far. The secure his cigarette butts for DNA.

Hazel Scattolon

Hazel Scattolon, a 52-year-old woman who was stabbed to death and sexually assaulted in March 21, 1981. Scattalon’s son played hockey with Fyfe. Calls in in aftermath. Fyfe had painted in Hazel’s house. Mount Royal. At this point, where they thought they were investigating a series of murders from 1999, Fyfe has the potential of stretching back 18 years

Through it all Fyfe maintained his innocence, but there was simply too much evidence.  There was blood on Fyfe’s  shoes and clothing. In the case of Anna Yarnold police found traces of her blood on Fyfe’s clothing. The prints from the Monique Gaudreau crime scene tied to shoes recovered at the church in Ontario.  Teresa Shanahan’s stolen ring later turned up as one of Fyfe’s possessions. And finally of course the finger print recovered at the Mary Glenn site turned out to be Fyfe’s.

On Sept 21, 2001 Fyfe is sentenced to life in prison wit out parole for 25 years. He denied involvement in the Janet Kuckinsky case.

During these affairs Fyfe hinted at other cases. After his conviction he confessed to 4 more:

Raymond, Poupart-Leblanc, et Laplante

  1. Suzanne-Marie Bernier, a 62-years-old woman who was stabbed and sexually assaulted October 17, 1979 in Cartierville, Montreal
  2. Nicole Raymond, a 26-years-old woman who was stabbed and sexually assaulted on November 14, 1979 in Pointe-Claire, Montreal
  3. Louise Poupart-Leblanc, a 37-years-old woman who was stabbed 17 times and sexually assaulted on September 26, 1987 in Saint-Adèle, Laurentides
  4. Pauline Laplante, a 44-years-old woman who was stabbed and sexually assaulted on June 9, 1989 in Saint-Adèle, Laurentides

And police also later learn that Fyfe was responsible for a string of violent rapes in the 1980s in downtown Montreal  / “The Plumber”  rapes.

Timeline:

  1. Suzanne-Marie Bernier, Cartierville, Montreal, October 17, 1979
  2. Nicole Raymond, Pointe-Claire, Montreal November 14, 1979

GAP

  1. Hazel Scattolon, Mount Royal  March 21, 1981. Stabbed 27 times.

(series  of violent rapes in the 1980s / Plumber Rapes)

  1. Louise Poupart-Leblanc, Saint-Adèle, Laurentides September 26, 1987
  2. Pauline Laplante, Saint-Adèle, Laurentides June 9, 1989

GAP

  1. Janet Kuckinsky, West island   July 1999
  2. Anna Yarnold, Senneville, Quebec (west of Montreal) October 15, 1999
  3. Monique Gaudreau, Sainte-Agathe, October 29,  1999
  4. Teresa Shanahan, Laval, Quebec  November 19  1999
  5. Mary Glenn, Baie-d’Urfé, Quebec (west).  December 15, 1999

So putting the timeline together, Fyfe’s activity crosses two decades 1979 – 1999.

Police begin to ponder the the gaps in time.  And why the slowing of violence? Why did he calm down. Police said Fyfe was always willing to describe  the crimes in vivid detail, but he remained silent as to motive. “What hit you to cause you to kill again? Why did you stab her so many times” /   “that’s for me to know”, Fyfe replied.

In 2000 a task force was formed and Investigation units from Montreal, Laval, SQ went back and check files on 85 cold cases dating back to 1981.

During the 1980s Fyfe lived in St. Laurent (borders Cartierville) , LaSalle, Lachine and Verdun (south of Pointe Saint Charles) during the 1980s and in the Laurentian town of Saint-Jerome in 1993 (north).

He still remains a suspect in at least 5 unsolved murders:

  • 1991 murder of Montrealer Joanne Beaudoin, 35, who was stabbed to death in Town of Mount Royal in May 1990. The killer stole her gray 1987 Honda Accord and several items from her home. Car later found torched.
  • Laval police submitted the case of 55-year-old Theresa Litzak. Her body was found in her Laval apartment on Nov. 22, 1999. Police believe she was killed Nov. 19 (this would mean she was killed the same day as Shanahan who also lived in Laval). She lived alone, as did Yarnold and Glen.
  • 3 Ontario cases.

Looking at our own cases, could Fyfe be a suspect? No: wrong timeline (too young), different modus operandi:

  • Lise Chagnon / Saint Hubert / 1974: entered subterfuge. Struggle, blood in many rooms. Stabbed and bludgeoned .   Fyfe was 19. Saint Hubert adjacent to Longueuil.
  • Roxanne Luce / 1981 / Longueuil.

And Yet:

  • 1977: Hawkes: Beaten, Stabbed, raped, purse missing: Fyfe’s first known murder was in 1979 when he was 24, could he have killed at 22?
  • 1978: Lison Blais: choked, struck on head, raped, purse missing

Note the above two because please only delve back as far as 1979, so we presume they know he was in prison?

  • 1979: Nicole Gaudreault: Beaten about head and raped. Empty purse. Blood on stairs, but extended to back lot: fight?

Was Fyfe operating with a different M.O .at an earlier age, then switched at some point to something less risky? (Outdoors to indoors. Younger to older victims)

Fyfe will be elegible for parole September, 2026. He will be 69 to 70  years of age.

Out music: Terry Jacks / Seasons in the Sun

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