No Surprise

Appeals of this nature are very hard to pursue due to the rigors and parameters of appellate law.  Good for my Dad for pursuing it nevertheless.  The legal system, the judicial system, media all involve being revictimized if you dare to stick your toe in the water.  I hate that I am almost 60 years old and still expect people to do the right thing.  There is one investigator who is still working the case.  There are authors who are documenting what has been discovered.  What we really need is a REAL investigative reporter who will pull all of this together.  No short cuts, no biases, no other agenda, no deference to prosecutors and corrupt agencies like the MSP and the FBI.  My Dad is right.  The legal system dropped (and/or hid) the ball and made it impossible for current-day investigations to succeed.  True investigative reporting can lay this all bare.  The case will never be “solved” in the traditional sense (unless there is some miraculous DNA hit, which is still possible but unlikely).  But it can be resolved.  And those who participated in cover ups, Dirty Harry dealings and keeping a lid on mis and malfeasance will be revealed.  What is concealed can be revealed.  Some are banking on dropping dead before the curtain is pulled back.  Some are already gone; we’ll see how your gamble works.  L. Brooks Patterson, Richard Thompson, Jessica Cooper, Larry Wasser, Jane Burgess, Ray Anger, James Vincent Gunnells, Charles Busch and others.  You’ve gotten really lucky so far.  But you don’t deserve it and you know it.  Rationalization abounds on all fronts.  Shame on all of you.

Apparently, it will never end.

I have just spent hours going through my blog comments.  First, I want to thank everyone who had the courage to comment.  Second, I want to apologize to so many who sent a comment to which I did not respond.  Originally, I was not going to accept any comments.  I really didn’t care what others thought–this was about my experience with this nightmare. I settled on a system where I have to “approve” a comment.  Trust me, that helped all of us.  It’s why I don’t accept calls from unknown numbers.  Life it too short, and some people are too horrible.  Also, it gives me the ability to receive information marked “do not publish” and to obscure/edit the names/emails of people who I know might be subject to being hassled.

For a long, long time, my life was in a place where literally all I could do is hit “approve” to your comment.  I couldn’t respond.  Seriously.  You wouldn’t understand unless you suffer from PTSD.  Most of the time, all is relatively good.  But shit like this can grab you like a shark from down below.  You are just swimming along . . . and then . . . you are fucked.  I know, you might think that only happens to 18-year-olds stuck in some fire-fight in Viet Nam, but try spending a week with cops living with you 24/7 for 6 days while your brother is missing when pedophile/killers are on the loose in a county in Michigan where they can’t get their shit together to make an arrest for 13 months–OR EVER.  Then try spending the rest of your life without anyone acknowledging what you went through and then suffering though the cops needing your “input.”  This our personal Viet Nam.  Then try being cast as total assholes by law enforcement for asking questions and demanding answers.  I try not to be a hater, but it takes so much effort.

One of the common themes of comments and emails I have received over the years is “Your anger is justified.” YA THINK???  HEY, LAW ENFORCEMENT–READ THIS ENTIRE BLOG, ESPECIALLY THE COMMENTS!!!  A LOT OF THESE PEOPLE WENT TO THE COPS AND WERE BLOWN OFF!!!  You are just getting around to this?  Seriously?!

I was thinking the other night, after emails from someone who was ignored by the police back in the day:  After everything all of us have been through–the families of the OCCK and other child victims from back in the heyday of child pornography and murder–can’t we just have the truth?  THE FUCKING TRUTH, YOU DIRTY BASTARDS??  Apparently, that is asking too much.

I believe some in law enforcement decided back in the day that they knew better than we did.  That they were going to take care of business. That justice couldn’t be served up in Oakland County and fuck all the rest of you.  No more kids go missing and you families can just eat it for the rest of your lives.  Yeah, you guys with your combined IQ of 110.  Nice work. That was back in the day when these guys literally got away with a lot of shit, including murder.  Power of the badge–maybe even especially in the suburbs, where y’all wanted to feel extra safe.

Email me at if you have information, even if the cops blew you off.  I will make it public if you want.  If you want it kept in confidence, I will honor that.  I have my mojo back.  Let’s go.

Books area on the horizon.  They will have biases, as you can imagine.  Think about setting a Google Alert for Oakland County Child Killer.  That should do it.  If you want a copy of Decades of Deceit, send check for $20 to The Tim King Fund (benefits abused children) to 1509 Yorkshire Road, Birmingham,  MI, 48009.  If you can’t afford, please email me at  I will make sure you get a copy.

Again, to all of you who sent comments, even if I disagree with you, thank you for stepping up.  To those of you who need to read this entire blog–mostly the comments–get started.


Please Respond

I will start with what is most important.  To the person who sent this comment to my blog, please contact me asap at More in the next post.

“Hi Cathy,
I was a teenager in Detroit at the time and my father had a stamp and coin store at Eastland Shopping Center. One of his customers was E. Harwood Rydholm, a big executive at Chrysler. Mr. Rydholm told my dad that the OCCK was the son of a powerful GM exec and that the police were protecting GM’s reputation so he probably wouldn’t be arrested. Mr. Rydholm passed away in 1987. The ghastly part is that Mr. Rydholm told my father this shortly after Kristine Mihelich went missing.

Watch it and weep.

Watch the new Netflix true crime documentary The Keepers.  Still think priests, cops, businessmen and senators didn’t/don’t do this stuff?  That there are never cover ups?      That prosecutors always do the right thing?  That people forget about crimes that happened over forty years ago?  And ask yourself why the Oakland County Child Killer case stays in the shadows to this day.  The women who came forward in this case are strong and brave, even more so in the face of such manipulative criminals and those who protected them.

Forty Years.

Forty years ago today, yes FORTY YEARS, my family learned, via a news ticker at the bottom of a black and white screen of the Johnny Carson Show, that the body of a young boy had been found on the side of Gill Road in Wayne County, Michigan.  My brother, the fourth (known) victim of the Oakland County Child Killer(s), had been missing for six days.  The other three known victims had been found on roadsides in Oakland County.  My Mom and I, who were in the living room with the t.v. on, knew what this news ticker meant.  One or two hours later, cops showed up, along with our parish priest, and we knew what we already knew–that my brother was dead.  While it took decades to actually see an autopsy report (and it took a t.v. show to get us additional notes from that very sad autopsy), we knew in our hearts what had happened during the week my brother Tim was held captive and tortured.

To those who think they are “sparing” the family by lying to them and concealing information, I say:  Fuck you.  Fuck you, and your lies, and your rationalization and the selling of your souls.  Fuck you who didn’t come forward; fuck you who blew off people who did come forward, who you knew deserved more consideration and still blew off; fuck you who took calls from H. Lee Busch and Larry Wasser and living relatives of the attorney who represented Chris Busch and blew us families off.  Fuck the judges in Oakland County who let pedophiles off the hook with nary a slap on the wrist then and now.  Fuck you who lied to my Dad and the other parents of victims of the Oakland County Child Killer(s).  Fuck you then, and fuck you now.

The investigation is over.  The current investigators don’t have the balls to say that for public consumption.  Maybe they are waiting for a chance to investigate on their own or for book or movie deals.  Fuck you, too.  You are no more entitled to closure than we are.

Forty years.  Active investigation?  Get real.  You keep it “active” so nobody can get all of the relevant documents.  It is not an active investigation.  It is a BOTCHED investigation.

This past week, Ray Anger, a Berkley PD member who was always “close” to this investigation, died.  None of us lives forever.  Isn’t that right, L. Brooks Patterson and Richard Thompson?


July 9, 2016

My brother, Timothy John King, would have turned 51 years old today. He was murdered March 22, 1977, when he was 11. On what would have been his 51st birthday, his murder and those of at least three other Oakland County, Michigan children, remain unsolved and their families kept in the dark about exactly what the evidence and the investigations revealed and mistakes that were made. One more year; one more notch in the belts of those who would keep these heinous crimes buried like these four kids who never got another birthday. 

Snuff Films

This is a comment I received today from a reader.  I think it merits its own posting.  When I first started looking into this case in the mid-2000’s (when I got kicked in the face with the realization of how very wrong this investigation was), I spent some time looking into the world of child pornography, the first federal legislation specifically criminalizing child porn in the late 1970’s, Frank Shelden, Gerald Richards, Adam Starchild and their cronies.  In addition to brief newspaper articles, there were a number of articles written in a wide variety of magazines about the hidden world of child pornography.  Going old school with the Index of Periodicals in a couple different libraries, I read quite a few of them in bound volumes of old magazines.  Believe it or not, in many cases pages were ripped out–the beginning pages where there were redacted photos of kids who had been victimized.  I remember how dizzy and ill I felt when I read about snuff films and considered this possibility in these cases.  The reader commented as follows.  (*I need to point out that the word “queer” does not mean pedophile.  Pedophilia is criminal behavior.  Homosexuality is not.  Lots of mistakes were made in this investigation back in the day because investigators confused homosexuality and pedophelia.  Some people still make this leap in logic, which is unacceptable.  Murderers and pedophiles (most of whom are actually heterosexual) are perverts.  On that, I can agree).

“I would bet big money that the older looking creep that was seen with Chris Busch when he trying to lure your brother Timmy away. Was ARCH SLOAN! Arch Sloan worked In some capacity with cars. In auto repair or a gas station, nonetheless, he had opportunity to use different cars for pedophilic activities. It would be a really good thing if Arch Sloan would give up all of these WEIRDOS. But sicko queers do not like to turn other queers in,because they think that what they do is okay. These two perverted baby killers took all of their directions from Frank Shelden. Frank Shelden, like other pedophiles, uses everybody and everything! Arch Sloan and Chris Busch were Frank Shelden’s personal suckers. Neither one of these men made a dime off of their twisted movies or torture that they put innocent kids through. Frank Shelden took all the snuff movies that these sicko perverts made. Than he fled to Europe. What a sickening PERVERT! I cannot say that his soul will burn in Hell, because these kinds of WEIRDOS would really enjoy this. I just hope that the families of all those murdered kids find peace and justice very soon. My prayers will be with you always. Please do not disclose my name. I know exactly how you feel, as a sicko queer killed my beloved mother. I will never understand how these PERVERTS find any justification in their sick acts. Thanks loads.”

The person asked not to be identified, which of course I respect, and I extend empathy for the death of the person’s mother.  While I was in the comments folder, I found a lot of comments I had not approved and should have.  People send me comments and ask that they be kept private and I try never to make the mistake of posting in that case.  Apparently there were quite a few comments in that folder waiting for “approval” that were not designated private.  I apologize.  The other situation where a comment doesn’t get posted and finds its way into a save folder is when the comment is freak show material.  Rambling stuff that is actually quite disturbing.  Won’t go there, sorry.  As I have posted before, if you want to contact me and do not want your comment or question posted, start the comment with DO NOT POST.  If you want your comment posted but want to make sure your real name isn’t attached, let me know that, too, and I will take care of it.