Baldwin Public Library, Birmingham, MI

A reader observed and suggested the following:

Meghan commented on Gaining Some Traction.

The Oakland Press is on it this Sunday morning: TheOaklandPress_20200809_D001_1 See Marney’s website at, …

I live in Oakland County and, during Covid times, we can check out books from the local libraries by requesting them online. The online Library Network system seems to include access to libraries beyond Oakland County in this region too. I looked up Keenan’s book and there is not one copy in the entire system. As a small action that readers here can take, I suggest those who are able buy a copy or two of the book and donate it to your local library. Let’s get copies in Royal Oak, Baldwin, Huntington Woods, Ferndale libraries, etc. We need more local people furious about this tragic story and the cover up.

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As you can see from the attached scan of delivery records, I sent a copy of Marney Keenan’s book, The Snow Killings, Inside the Oakland County Child Killer Investigation, directly from Amazon to Baldwin Public Library in Birmingham, Michigan. It was delivered on July 21, signed for by Brandon. Thanks to a reader who made this suggestion to me via email before the book was released.

Titles sent to Baldwin Public Library, Birmingham, MI

As you can see, I also sent the following titles to Baldwin:

The Kill Jar, Obsession, Descent, and a Hunt for Detroit’s Most Notorious Serial Killer, by J. Reuben Appelman (2018), delivered July 15, 2020.

Portraits in the Snow, The Oakland County Child Killings . . . Scandals and Small Conspiracies, by M.F. Cribari (2011), delivered July 16, 2020.

I am sure Baldwin will tell you that they are just so, so busy and understaffed during this pandemic and that the books will be in circulation soon. They better be. Meghan is right–if you can afford to do it, send a copy of one or all three of these books to your local Oakland County library. Right now Marney Keenan’s book is on back order, but order one for yourself anyway. I intend to send more copies of these books to Baldwin, just in case they “disappear.”

As another reader observed–let the dialogue begin because the cat is indeed finally out of the bag. Even if you steadfastly maintain the killer is no where mentioned in any of these three books, you will not be able to make the argument that law enforcement in Oakland County and the Michigan State Police did their jobs here. The emerging truth here is worse than anyone really knew. Read and think about what happened here. Protect and Defend will feel like a real farce.

Gaining Some Traction.

The Oakland Press is on it this Sunday morning:


See Marney’s website at,

The tip line is 833-784-9425. If you have any information about the OCCK crimes, sex crimes and child pornography rings in Michigan during the 1970s, OR information about the mishandling of or cover-ups in the OCCK investigation, pick up the phone.


Some Measure of Peace

Here are comments from a reader last week:


Thank you for all you and your family have done to get the information out on this investigation and to move it forward. I hope your dad is doing well and is feeling some sense of closure that the people involved in this travesty are being exposed. I sense a major shift in your frame of mind since when you first started this blog. You have gone from being very angry to motivated, educated and empowered. You have been a driving force in accomplishing the progress that has been made. You have brought encouragement to everyone who was affected by what happened to these kids and to the southeastern Michigan community. Thank you! I hope you have personally found some measure of peace.


Terri Bryan

Thank you, Terri, for these comments. I have spent a lot of time thinking about them. The short answer is I am staying vigilant, but yes, surely, some real measure of peace.

Here is my longer response.

My Dad is not doing well. He’s 89 and has a number of medical issues which I believe are intensified by the stress of losing a child, losing a child to monsters, and being lied to by law enforcement (including his “friends”) for decades. I think he has some sense of relief that Marney Keenan’s book has been published and that Cooper is out of office. Small comfort.

I read Marney Keenan’s book in one sitting. I felt great relief when I closed the book. I slept really well that night. It is all there in black and white. It took a toll on me a few days later. I was deeply disappointed that the book did not receive press coverage in the Detroit area, but not surprised. Even without coverage of Marney’s book and the exposure of how Jessica Cooper operates, Cooper lost the primary and lost hard. Even better. In a few months she will no longer be the gatekeeper of the OCCK case–covering for her friends Jane Burgess and Larry Wasser, controlling the weak Oakland County law enforcement, and by default for pedophiles who operated with impunity in lovely Oakland County. Like it or not, her actions also gave cover to a despicable predecessor in that office–L. Brooks Patterson.

I think most attorneys who read this book would agree that Cooper should be disbarred. But she won’t be. That she is a mean-spirited, anti-child, tyrant is not grounds for being disbarred. What is described in Marney’s book, however, is. My Dad’s grievance against Cooper was not even acknowledged by the Michigan State Bar. Leaving aside the obvious fact that Cooper pulled strings all over the place all the time, most state bar associations are simply a version of the fox guarding the hen house. Unless a bar association has a strong bar counsel with a focus on ethics violations and backing from the board of directors, it is simply a group concerned with the location of the annual meeting and keeping a foot on the hose of new bar applicants/competition. They will let her ride off into the sunset and thank her for her grand public service. Ugh. Michigan.

I don’t live in Michigan, so this is not something I dwell on. I am happy Cooper is gone. If the voters get rid of Oakland County Sheriff Mike Bouchard in November, I will breathe even easier. As I have previously posted, he is the last of the elected game players from law enforcement who still have their fingers in this case. The new prosecutor does not need this guy on the team. You have been warned.

And speaking of elections, I hope no one reading this ever blindly votes to retain a judge just because s/he is running unopposed. When you do that, you could end up a judge like this: Or like this: Maybe you like those types, but it is good to do a little research on these judge candidates–especially if you are voting by mail and can do a little online research before you decide to vote to retain someone in such an important office. And don’t put too much stock in the rating by the state bar association (see above). Don’t put an “x” next to someone just because their name is on the ballot. That’s like skimming a ballot proposition and just blindly picking “yes” or “no.”

I have had a great shift in my mindset. People who read about us think we were in a rage and making trouble since 1977. Nothing could be farther from the truth. Oh, we were good little victims. We never asked questions, never asked for help (and we didn’t get any). The fucking prosecutor NEVER called my parents. Never, not once. But I bet he took a few calls from H. Lee Busch. At our house, we were never allowed to talk about the “investigation” or what happened to my brother Tim. The message was loud and clear: Get on with your life. And we did. Eventually it got easier to live a good life to honor Tim–and to rise up above what I believed was a single, deranged man–a faceless monster who was not going to take what was left of my life.

In 2005, when the task force was resuscitated the shit show that unfolded–not in 300 pages of a book, but in real life, over the course of years–took my breath away. It made me realize how many cops were dirty, how many people knew what happened here, how many people didn’t come forward, the disgusting, duplicitous actions by people I consider to have blood on their hands–whose actions spit on Mark, Jill, Kris and Tim. These people watched the families of these kids feel their way through the dark and hoped to god this stuff would just go away. You’re damn right I was angry. Anger is an understatement. This anger was fueled by the gaslighting by law enforcement.

When I started this blog, I felt like I was screaming into the wind. This case has always attracted the freaks, and they were always right there like bugs under a rock. There were a few exceptional solid citizens who helped me out early and greatly and have always helped out–you know who you are. People came to me with their theories, their suspects, their justifiable frustration after being blown off by the cops. Others constantly asked me for information, confirmation and agreement. They got pissed at ME when I couldn’t make the police listen to them. I know the state police hacked my computer and phone. I lost my sense of safety and my faith in humanity. I felt used and felt despair for my dead brother who didn’t stand a chance with these clowns and despair for a community–indeed, a state–that protected predators instead of children.

It was hard not to be filled with rage. You know how we are supposed to assume most people are doing the best they can? I couldn’t do it here. I can say in hindsight that Jessica Cooper, Retired MSP Det. Garry Gray, Ret. MSP Det. Dave Robertson (son of original task force commander and dirty cop Robert Robertson) enjoyed fucking people over in this case and spent more time being vindictive assholes than doing their jobs. I believe FBI SA Sean Callaghan (previously an OC assistant prosecutor, surprise, surprise) is cut from the same cloth. He is another person who needs to be removed from the OCCK case. Read Marney’s book. Even if you have to wait until October for it to be delivered. (Sigh.)

These are not people who should have the level of power they did. It was intentional infliction of emotional distress and they enjoyed it. They fucked with us because we dared to question them and we went public. Marney’s book covers most of it, including Gray telling my Dad and brother, who were offering to help his lowlife office, to back off because he was on the OBD program–”One Bad Day and I’m out of there.” Here’s what she missed. In the MSP’s FOIA response, they tucked in four photos of Tim’s dead body dumped on Gill Road. Close ups. We had never seen those photos. The inclusion and placement of these shocking photos in the response made no sense whatsoever. Those photos were in no way responsive to the FOIA request; that was gratuitous, evil infliction of emotional distress. When someone, especially a cop (Garry Gray), tries to tell you he is a “good Christian man,” run like hell. Anger? You bet.

I was beginning to think Marney’s book would never be published. That’s when I decided to post all of the FOIA documents on my blog. That seemed to be the last thing I could do. If you took the time to read the close to 4,000 pages, you had some sense of what went on here. Fatally flawed initial investigation, many fuck ups, cover ups, liars at every turn. “I don’t recall.” The fuck you don’t. But it was, in that crude format, out there for all to see. That was a relief.

As time went on, I got support from readers and this support outweighed the freaks. This made a difference in my life. Many of these emails and letters were from people I have never met and probably never will. A handful of my friends check in with me on the regular to make sure I am ok, don’t ignore the elephant in the living room, and don’t expect me to console them for bringing it up. I am deeply grateful for them.

I also began to hear from a lot of people who were victimized as children. I began to feel a sense of responsibility for their stories and to validate their experience and the fact that no one helped them. It is impossible not to get a sense of how big the problem of child sexual abuse, child pornography and sexual assault it is. When I read online that pedophile and child pornographer Frank Shelden’s death was faked in the 1990s and that he lives on–now in his late 80s or early 90s, in his world of grooming and victimizing boys, it still makes me want to break windows with a baseball bat. Society needs to look at this and all of the other ugliness in the world, all of it. It’s why we are so fucked right now. So many have their heads in the sand.

I realized I had to harness my rage, stay patient, make sure I stood as a witness–and not a silent witness–to this incredible travesty. I want every pedophile and person who has committed a sexual assault and gotten away with it to look over their shoulder every day for the rest of their lives. Same goes for their enablers. No more silence. Silence abets injustice. Every time.

Here is another conclusion I came to, Terri. For all those decades I rose above the faceless monster who took my brother and defiled him during his last week of life. It was a lot of work. I have struggled with depression and PTSD since I was 17. I tried every day to live my life as a way to honor Tim, knowing he would not have wanted us to suffer any more than we already had. It was now time to rise above people like Larry Wasser, James Feinberg, Garry Gray, Dave Robertson, Sean Callaghan, the Birmingham PD, the Bloomfield Township PD, the Berkley PD, Robert Robertson, Joseph Krease, L. Brooks Patterson, Richard Thompson, Jessica Cooper, Paul Walton. Trust me when I say that I am the happiest person in the pool looking down at that black line, and on my yoga mat. That’s 90 minutes that I don’t have to wonder why people do what they do. If you met me on the street, you would have no idea what has happened in my life. Most of the time I have a genuine smile on my face. I don’t take things for granted. Because of my experiences, I have more compassion than many people (in spite of being “strident” in this case–my god, what would have happened if I hadn’t been?!). I have a good, if dark, sense of humor. I am deeply opinionated and I have massive distrust of law enforcement and people who abuse their power. I have friends who love me. My kids love me. I can look at myself in the mirror. I did what I could, with very, very little support. I did not lie; I am not taking some shit to my grave; I am not a coward. I stand by all the “nasty” things I said in this blog and in the phone calls and emails intercepted by the state police; I meant every word.

And I am struck, again and again, by the immense good done by retired Detective Cory Williams and Wayne County Prosecutor Kym Worthy and her office, and the people along the way who tried their hardest to help solve this case and to tell this story. It took a very big toll on all of them. But they restored my faith in humanity. They saw something wrong and, unlike dirty, dirty Oakland County, THEY SAID AND DID SOMETHING ABOUT IT.

Cooper is out. Get Bouchard and Callaghan out of there and let someone without a dirty agenda clean up what is left of this case and answer to the public on behalf of the four young lives lost in Oakland County. As always, if you have information about the murders of Mark Stebbins, Jill Robinson, Kristine Mihelich, or Tim King, call Det. Sean Street at the Michigan State Police. Same goes if you have information about the child sex/pornography rings that operated in Oakland County (GM and other places) or N. Fox Island in the 1970s. The information may be related. If you have gone to the cops and they blew you off, well, you are off the hook. If you are one of those people who isn’t coming forward to save your family name or some bullshit like that (after 43 years?!!), there’s a bleacher seat in Hell for you. I know a couple of cops and an old prosecutor you can sit next to. This is your burden to carry, not mine. Figure it out and do the right thing.

Thanks for your comments, Terri and for letting me use them in such a public manner for such a long answer. I appreciate your message and that you typed it up and used your name. Thanks again. It is my fervent hope that the communities ravaged by these crimes can heal and move forward with eyes wide open. Never again.

Congratulations to Karen McDonald

Congratulations to Karen McDonald on her decisive primary victory over incumbent Oakland County prosecutor Jessica Cooper. I can’t tell you what a relief it was to wake up to this news, and to know that Wayne County Prosecutor Kym Worthy has retained her office. If you want to see a prosecutor who stands for something and who, with a high degree of integrity, ministers the difficult role of making sure guilt does not escape, nor innocence suffer, that person is Kym Worthy.

With Patterson and Cooper gone, hopefully Oakland County can gain some kind of a moral compass. Voters should get rid of Oakland County Sheriff Mike Bouchard in November, who has been a true follower of Cooper’s “compass” in action if not belief. He is part of the old guard (if even only as a silent bystander and therefore complicit participant) that played games in the OCCK investigation. Sheriffs answer only to voters and only every four years. He always did Cooper’s bidding and is partisan in his approach. If there is a decent replacement, send this guy packing, too.

But for now it seems just that Dracula is finally relegated to dust. Her smarmy Renfield will hopefully do less damage in the private sector. This is a start, Oakland County. Sunshine and transparency will help disinfect. It is never too late to right old wrongs and proceed with a cleaner slate.

More Silence from the Detroit Area Press

Marney Keenan’s book, The Snow Killings, Inside the Oakland County Child Killer Investigation, has been out for about two weeks. Nothing in the Detroit area press about her book. I realize times are different right now with COVID-19, but this smacks just a little too much of the Detroit area press always playing it cozy (or at least safe) with law enforcement. Maybe it’s just the long history of lap dog cop beat reporters in Southern Michigan. There were not any Marilyn Wrights in the Detroit area in the 70s writing about the original Pedophile Island, North Fox Island. No, Wright wrote those powerful investigative journalism pieces from Traverse City, Michigan. The Detroit press didn’t have jack shit to say about any of that.

Silence does not create justice. It never has and it never will. To steal from a George Will column today in The Washington Post, on an entirely different topic, “”Hell,’ Thomas Hobbes supposedly said, ‘is truth seen too late.'”

Other news outlets are interested in the story of failure and corruption in Oakland County. I guess in OC denial just feels better. Welcome to Hell.

GM wasn’t just churning out oversized gas-guzzlers in the 1970s.

I’ve posted this before, but it is worth considering again. Others have emailed over the years about the little side-biz going on at GM with “photography” and “filming,” as I have posted about previously as well.

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The “unbelievable machinations of a corrupt city.”

Here is an editorial review of Marney Rich Keenan’s book The Snow Killings, Inside the Oakland County Child Killer Investigation:

Editorial Reviews
About the Author
Marney Rich Keenan is an award-winning reporter and columnist, recently retired after 26 years with The Detroit News. She lives in Bloomfield Hills, Michigan.
“Those of us, and there are many thousands at least, who have waited for some decent resolution of these horrid killings, will be grateful for this very comprehensive account of the Oakland County Child Killings. For those who are unaware, these were 4 young children who were taken off the streets of Detroit and environs in the late 70s, held and tortured, then killed and deposited outside. Four cases never solved. There are people who have waited forty plus years for law enforcement to arrest and prosecute for these murders, something that most likely is now impossible due to time and deaths. But there is a sea of people whose anger about this fiasco just doesn’t quit.
Author Keenan has been onto and into these cases for a very long time and her book is a major accomplishment, a tour de force without question. I certainly hope and expect that it will snag the attention of television and film producers and maybe even government officials. The narrative rises and swells with a boatload of possible sexual predators, most of whom were investigated and found to not be involved. Of course a select few did rise to the surface and they have stayed there ever since, uncaught, unexamined in any depth and allowed to die and fade away.

It’s a very complicated mess that Keenan straightens out magnificently. Finally, we know who was being looked at and what was covered and not covered by LE. At least we know some of it. We can now learn how the family of the last victim fell into new information that sent the investigation in a completely different direction and we can read about how lousy Detroit politics prevented any resolution. We can see who paid off whom and why. You really HAVE TO read this book! Read how Detroit bigwigs can bribe their way out of their loved ones killing kids.

It’s complex as I say, but you will be amazed at how one parent has bulldogged this case without stopping for years. While at the same time, one set of parents has remained completely reclusive. You will see how some detectives blithely lied to the victimized families while a couple others kept investigating day in and day out. And how one was martyred for the cause by a slick, power hungry prosecutor who has apparently no conscience.

For me it’s weird in a personal way even though I’m completely uninvolved in the case. I come from Detroit. By the time these kids were killed I was starving my way through Manhattan as a young adult, but I know the pertinent locations like the back of my hand. Went to a high school named Cass Tech in the heart of the ultra seedy neighborhood heavily populated by the perps and porn creeps. In college I was good friends with the very nice son of the rotten Medical Examiner, Robert Sillery (WHO KNEW?) My boyfriends came from Birmingham and Bloomfield Hills, areas that feature heavily in this story, are posh by Detroit standards and which were entirely free of kidnappings and murders just four years prior to OCCK.

The Snow Killings is excellently written and it will allow you to take an effortless dive into the unbelievable machinations of a corrupt city. It’s a great book and I don’t say that often.” –Cecilia Brown

CB went through the Helen Dagner meat grinder as I did and has followed the case for many years. This review nails it, just as the book does. It is temporarily out of stock on Amazon. I am a big proponent of local book stores, so maybe you can call your local book store and get curb side delivery. This is especially true if you live outside of Michigan–a book like this needs to reach the entire country, so ask your local book store to carry it. You never know when someone with information who long ago moved from Oakland County might be prompted to come forward.

Those of you in Oakland County who drank the L. Brooks Patterson and MSP Kool-Aid about this case–the decades-long stream of propaganda–might have a hard time accepting the truth evidenced in Keenan’s book. Propaganda and denial are a potent mixture for avoiding the hard truth of what took place in Oakland County back in the day, continuing to the present minute.

What present-day Oakland County law enforcement would have you believe is that everyone who has pushed for answers in this case is wrong to do so. My Dad is “senile.” I am a “strident, crazy bitch.” So is Kristine’s sister, Erica. Detective Cory Williams was not a team player and was a “leaker.” Kristine’s mother was a pushover victim of a reckless plaintiff’s attorney. As Patterson said soon before his death–I don’t know why Mr. King and the other families don’t accept that the case was unsolved and closed. Because it wasn’t closed, you dirty dog. It was “taken care of” and will never be officially closed so your dirty work and that of the state police back in the day can never be fully discovered. You shoved that shit down everyone’s throat from 1977 until your death in 2019. I wish this man had been alive to read Marney’s book (although I’m sure he wouldn’t have).

This book was written by Marney Keenan, a journalist with an impeccable reputation in the Detroit area. So who are you going to believe, Walter Cronkite or Richard Nixon? Ad hominem attacks, of the variety lobbed against victims’ family members in this case, don’t work here. Read the book and weep not only for Mark, Jill, Kris and Tim, but for the state of law enforcement in Oakland County and at the MSP. And weep for the many child victims of predators in that area whose stories were not believed or acknowledged, and knew their victimizers walked free.

“Endorsement: In Democratic primary for Oakland County prosecutor, Karen McDonald is best choice.”

The primary is August 4. The Detroit Free Press published an endorsement of candidate Karen McDonald for the following strong and defensible reasons:

Before the Free Press editorial staff continues to pat itself on the back for its previous endorsements of current prosecutor Jessica Cooper, and effuses any more gratitude for her “ethical stewardship,” someone there ought to read The Snow Killings: Inside the Oakland County Child Killer Investigation, which released last week.

The Snow Killings.

Ethical? How about cynical.

If you live in Oakland County vote Karen McDonald for prosecutor on August 4. You have time to read Marney Keenan’s book before then–and you should.

The editorial notes that L. Brooks Patterson clung to power until the bitter end and that his “patrons and rivals indulged him to the end.” How sickening. Clean house in Oakland County. Rise above the sorry past of Amity–I mean, Oakland County.

Penn State, MSU, US Gymnastics, US Figure Skating.

By now you would think big institutions would stop using their crushing power to silence victims of their employees who are pedophiles. But no. If you have some power, prestige, or a little dough, you can make shit go away–or at least string out the investigative process while you continue to sexually abuse.

Seventy-four-year-old freak posing as an elite American figure skating coach, Richard Callaghan, was recently named as a defendant in two civil lawsuits alleging he subjected victims to years of sexual abuse.;

This freak began abusing boys in the 1970s, which if you get anything from this blog you should be well-aware was a very good decade for pedophiles (especially in Michigan). There were numerous complaints made over the decades, but US Figure Skating and the Professional Skaters Association “were more concerned with covering up their own knowledge of and complicity in Callaghan’s abuse than holding Callaghan accountable for his gross abuse of his power as a coach and protecting young figure skaters from abuse.”

One lawsuit was filed in New York under the New York Child Victims Act, signed into law last year by Governor Andrew Cuomo. This act, which should be the law in every state in the nation, gives survivors of sexual abuse a chance to sue adults whom they accuse of abusing them years ago. Of course the POS Callaghan has filed for bankruptcy (after of course getting his lifetime suspension from coaching reduced to three years). The plaintiff in the first lawsuit described his motivation: “I need for Richard Callaghan to be stopped. I’m committed to stop giving him the opportunity to abuse anyone else.”

The second lawsuit was filed in California, where Callaghan sexually victimized a skater he was coaching during a figure skating competition. This boy was also victimized while Callaghan was working at the Detroit Skating Club in Bloomfield, Michigan and The Onyx, in Rochester, Michigan. Callaghan came to the Detroit area in 1992 and is apparently now living the life in Naples, Florida. Let’s hope the Detroit Skating Club and The Onyx proceed forthwith with a “comprehensive investigation” of how this predator managed to victimize while on their payrolls.

This guy should be going to prison AND settling these two civil lawsuits. And there are surely other victims. Why should it be this difficult?

The lawsuit is the latest chapter in a fight for accountability that has already spanned more than two decades. Maurizi’s allegations against Callaghan have been the subject of confidential investigations, media reports and legal proceedings, and they have been repeatedly corroborated and even, most recently, validated by the independent watchdog organization responsible for eradicating sexual misconduct in the Olympic Movement.

Yet this man, “who has faced multiple allegations of sexual, physical and emotional misconduct from the elite skaters he coached, will be eligible to return to the ice in 2022, after his lifetime ban from the sport was controversially overturned by an arbitrator.” (Id.). Filed for bankruptcy but I bet he has enough dough to cover his legal defense in these two civil suits. Someone should investigate how he moved his assets around prior to filing for bankruptcy.

In other recent news, I was happy to see that Michigan AG Dana Nessel is appealing the dismissal of charges against former MSU president Lou Anna Simon. Simon was charged with lying to investigators about her knowledge of former MSY sports medicine doctor and now convicted felon Larry Nassar. Simon, who was president of MSU from 2005 to 2018, claimed to know nothing about the hundreds of allegations of sexual abuse by Nassar until she read the Indy Star’s 2016 article about Nassar. Another instance of the press having to do law enforcement and big institutions’ jobs.

Lawsuits against Nassar and MSU allege officials there had been receiving reports of Nassar’s abuse since 1999 and complaints date back much further than that. Apparently these reports never made it to the Ivory Tower until, surprise!, El Presidente read the Indy Star. Read Simon’s resignation letter and see if you see anything about the institutional reforms needed at MSU or the welfare of the students she was entrusted to serve:

I’m sure Simon is well-liked, a “distinguished professor,” and primarily a “principled person,” but I think the words “complicit enabler” apply and take away from those lovely labels. MSU was fined $4.5 million by the US Education Department for their “disgusting and unimaginable” violations of the Clery Act (a federal law requiring colleges to collect data on campus crime and notify students of threats). MSU has paid over $500 million to the 333 or more victims of Nassar during the first wave of civil litigation. MSU denied wrongdoing and offered little insight as to who knew what when.

Who knew what when–always complicated with the inevitable lies. “I don’t recall.” “I never heard the name Busch.” I don’t remember the name Busch ever coming up.” That file “doesn’t have my fingerprints on it.” “I don’t remember anyone filing complaints about a 250 lb, short, bearded slob whose dad was a CFO with GM for flashing or lewd photographs or attempted abductions.” “I don’t remember a guy killing himself at his parents’ upscale Bloomfield Village home and there being a drawing of a screaming boy who looked an awful lot like victim Mark Stebbins, ligatures and a neatly placed shotgun shell on his desk.” Complicit enablers and liars. Add that to your golden resumes, your careers that were never tainted as they should have been. Take that with you to the other side.

Who knew what when. Complicit enablers in the OCCK case knew enough, early enough, to not only prevent one or more of the abductions but to bring this impossibly nasty and corrupt case to some kind of closure decades before one of the loose cannons involved in the cover up eventually fucked up. Robertson, Krease, Patterson and Thompson did a lot to make sure no one could prove who knew what/anything when/ever. The current prosecutor then did more to protect the person with loose lips and her old defense attorney friend than the community she is charged with protecting. Oakland County will never outlive its awful legacy, brought about not only by monsters who roamed freely there but also by the inept, shameful way the investigation was conducted and closed–(but wait, it’s still open! You can’t see those files . . . ).

All of these people are really good at only one thing: Spin. How do you ensure an investigation like the OCCK “investigation” never happens again? Just hope for the best? Get over it? I’m sure that’s what the US figure skating establishment hoped when they passed Richard Callaghan along to the next skating club willing to take anyone who could produce winners. And I’m sure that’s what the OCCK task force higher ups thought back when Busch got offed and the killing stopped.

Do you have information that could help solve the OCCK murders or related crimes?

If you have information you know you need to contact law enforcement. Right now that means the tip line at the Michigan State Police, 833-784-9425.

But I get it, who to trust? That is a very real concern in this and related cases. I have two contacts in law enforcement that I trust. I do not give out their contact information or forward information unless it makes some sense. That is a pretty low bar, but I’m sure the average person can understand that if someone has information that does not include a name, a license plate number or something concrete, nothing can be done about it 43 years later.

On the other hand, this information can help trigger memories of other incidents and people and this blog is a good place for that information to appear. Through this sharing of information, a much clearer picture appears of the very dangerous environments Oakland County and Wayne County were for children in the 1970’s. If you want to email me with your information rather than post directly on my blog, I can be the messenger if need be.

I will not call you. I made that mistake in the early years. You need to email me first at Again, if you won’t provide names, or even your own name, we aren’t going to get very far. And if your information includes crimes committed in other states, you are going to have to contact the other agencies involved as well. I have received a heartbreaking number of emails from people who were victimized in Michigan but fear for their safety in coming forward. What does that tell you about the state of law enforcement? While their stories filled out what I suspected to be true about goings on in Oakland County during the heyday of more “above ground” child pornography and pedophelia, without names and more details, nothing can be done except to grieve for a community that did not protect its most vulnerable.

Don’t let the bad guys win.