Saturday, July 29, 2023

Passing of Paul Dee Fecteau Creator of Cold Case Kansas

 We lost a dear friend and the creator of Cold Case Kansas, but I will still be running the page and making updates and keeping the stories alive until we get resolution to the cases that we have published.  I will also be publishing new cases to the website and allowing people to continue to read about Cold Cases.

He will be missed and I hope to continue the page as great as he did and try to keep it alive in his memory.  Rest in peace my dear friend.  We did so much work together and I hope to continue on with your memory.

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Thursday, February 16, 2023

Cold Case Kansas Substack

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Monday, March 25, 2019

Edge of Darkness: Solving the Murder of Daphne Rhodes
by Paul Fecteau and G. Stephen Thurston

In the early hours of June 3, 1962, Daphne Bunker Rhodes was murdered in her apartment near 29th and Gage Blvd. in Topeka.  The case has never been solved...
This photo of Daphne was taken by her best friend, Paulette Ames.  The image has been widely reprinted even though Ames has no idea how the photo was provided to the media.

The world-famous Menninger psychiatric hospital in Topeka attracted a clientele that included the aristocratic, the bohemian, and the infamous. These patients had two things in common: they were rich and they didn't fit in with the surrounding culture.  

Daughter of a wealthy New York industrialist, Daphne Rhodes had begun to thrive among this colorful crowd of fellow patients, but she did not separate herself from the local community, attending hootenannies at Washburn University and volunteering at the Capper Foundation.

Her murder was almost certainly committed by someone who knew her well.

The ensuing investigation involved both locals in the neighborhood and Daphne’s fellow patients from the clinic, ultimately a dizzying array of odd characters that bewildered Topeka Police detectives, KBI Agents, and an investigator hired by Daphne’s father.

The case went cold, and the mystery endures.

To contact Paul and Steve about the Daphne Rhodes case,

Wednesday, March 21, 2018

Triple Homicide at 1313 S.E. 10th

by Paul Fecteau
This article originally appeared in the December 4, 2008, issue of tmiWeekly.
     In the summer of 2001, an eruption of violence on the streets west of the Topeka Cemetery caused residents to flee and left a string of unsolved murders in its wake.  The fear peaked on Tuesday, March 20, when news broke of a triple homicide.
     That afternoon, an anonymous call sent Topeka Police officers to 1313 S.E. 10th where the caller said they would find three people dead.  The run-down two-story home, surrounded by overgrown shrubbery, flanked by boarded-up houses and vacant lots, sat across from Jackson Park.  The officers who responded found the front door open.  Inside were a man and two women.  All three had been shot to death.  The caller who alerted police to the murders has never been identified.
Stephanie Mendez, Willie Thrower, Marilyn Zelen Monroe
     It took a day for police to identify the victims.  They were 48-year-old Willie Thrower, 39-year-old Marilyn Zelen Monroe, and 39-year-old Stephanie Mendez.  All three resided in the home.  Thrower and Monroe were married, and Mendez lived upstairs.
     On its own, a triple murder would be shocking, but this one came on the heels of two other shootings, one fatal, that had taken place a stone’s throw away.  Just before midnight on Sunday, March 18, 2001, police discovered the body of 18-year-old Emilio Esquibel in the front seat of a car that had crashed at the corner of Lime and 10th Street--a half block west of 1313 S.E. 10th.  Esquibel had been shot.  Later that night, 18-year-old Andre Baker, suffering from a gunshot wound, appeared in an emergency room.  He reported that the shooting had taken place at 10th and Locust--a block east of 1313 S.E. 10th.  Ultimately, Baker, who had survived his wounds, was charged with the murder of Esquibel and went to trial in December of 2003 but was acquitted.
     Though police felt they understood that Baker and Esquibel had shot one another, an account of the slaying of Mendez, Monroe, and Thrower proved more elusive.  The three were not involved in the drug trade which was what linked Baker and Esquibel.  Detectives theorized that one of the men who had been involved in Sunday night’s shooting had killed the three residents of 1313 S.E. 10th, but no evidence turned up to bolster that idea.
     An unrelated 1993 murder-suicide serves as a woeful footnote to the killing of Mendez, Monroe, and Thrower.  On September 5 of that year, Senovia Hernandez shot his wife, Barbara Hernandez, and then shot himself.  Their bodies were found in their home at 1313 S.E. 10th.
     Following the 2001 triple homicide, the house at 1313 S.E. 10th was torn down but not because anyone thought the structure cursed.  Its demolition had, in fact, already been slated when its three occupants lost their lives in 2001.  Topeka Habitat for Humanity had purchased the house and others nearby and planned to replace them.
     James McClinton, the future mayor and then city councilman, worked with Habitat for Humanity and visited the neighborhood shortly after the police discovered the triple homicide.  The Topeka Capital Journal quoted him the next day, lamenting that a neighborhood that had made progress suffered such a setback.  Now, he notes that the violent summer did not stop the area’s revitalization.  The new homes got built and still stand today.
     There is no more 1313 S.E. 10th, however.  None of the new properties were assigned that house number.  It is unclear whether the renumbering was done in hopes of lifting the spell of tragedy that had hung over the home where five people had lost their lives.
     If you have any information that could help bring to justice the man who took the life of Stephanie Mendez, Marilyn Zelen Monroe, and Willie Thrower, please contact the detectives at the Topeka Police Department at 368-9400.

Friday, August 8, 2014

The Summer of 1970: K.U.’s Kent State

The Summer of 1970: K.U.’s Kent State by Paul Fecteau is now available on Scribd.

This Cold Case Kansas special covers the political unrest in Lawrence, Kansas, that led to the deaths of Rick "Tiger" Dowdell and Nick Rice. Dowdell was shot by police on July 16, 1970. Rice was shot when patrolmen opened fire on a crowd outside the Gaslight Tavern four days later. Interviewed for this account were writer Jim Girard, historian Rusty Monhollon, and Rice's mother. The article appeared in the tmi Weekly in 2009.  View it in its original format for free on Scribd.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Iola's Darkest Days: The Murders of Betty Cantrell and Sally Hutton

by Susan Gonzalez

On October 2, 1969, students were enjoying an Iola Junior High football game, and nobody could foresee the horror that was about to befall one of their own. Nobody expects tragedy to happen in a small town and definitely not twice within a week. This particular week started off with tragedy and would end with more tragedy than anyone in the town could have imagined. A couple days before on September 30, 1969, Betty Cantrell reported to work around 2:00 am. She was opening the diner, getting ready for the morning to start. The last time Cantrell was seen alive was at 4:30 am at the Dine-Out CafĂ© when a police officer drove by the diner. Nobody else was scheduled to report to work until 5:00 am. At 5:00 am, co-workers found the lights in the diner shutoff and Cantrell’s car missing. Her car was found that morning at the south end of First Street, near the creek. There was no sign of Mrs. Cantrell, so the search for her continued. On October 2, 1969, while the police were still searching for Mrs. Cantrell, Sally Hutton, a 14-year-old girl, was like any normal teenager who loved to hang out with friends and support her school football team. A friend recalls seeing Sally there that night, but there was no talk of what was going on after the game. Sally was not hanging out with anyone in particular that night. The friend was not able to recall anything strange or out of the ordinary. After the game was over, sometime between 8:00 pm and 9:00 pm, two witnesses saw Sally leave the football game with a young man in his car. The witnesses were not able to give the name of the man, but they were able to provide a vague description of him and the vehicle he was driving. The two individuals saw the car drive away into the night, not knowing that it would be the very last time they would see Sally Hutton alive. There is a lot of speculation about what went on after Sally left the football game, but nobody really knows for sure. The only thing certain is that Sally did not return home the next morning and that is when her family began to worry. They contacted all of her friends, but nobody had seen her since the football game. Shortly after noon on Friday, October 3, the body of Sally Ann Hutton was found in a ditch a mile north of the Allen County Country Club. The body was 100 yards east at the intersection of 2000th Street and North Dakota Road on an old dirt road, reputed to be a “lovers’ lane.” No attempt had been made to hide her body which was visible to any passerby. Sally was severely beaten in the face and head with a tire iron or similar object. She also had a broken leg and an injury to her back. It looked as though Sally may have been run over by a car. Something was not right about where Sally’s body was found. There was very little blood at the site. It appeared that Sally may have been murdered in another spot and then thrown into the ditch later. The autopsy confirmed that the amount of blood lost during the murder was not consistent with the amount of blood in the ditch where she was found. It did not appear that Sally had been sexually attacked and her clothes were still in place. The autopsy was able to show that Sally’s death was a result of severe blows to her face and head. The autopsy also showed that Sally suffered additional injuries that may have been caused from being run over by a car. It was confirmed during the autopsy that Sally had not had sexual intercourse prior to her death. On the evening of October 3, 1969, around 5:00 pm, the body of Betty Cantrell was found. Joe Maloney, who lived on the south end of the Kentucky Street Bridge, saw the body floating in Elm creek and called police. Her body had been floating in the creek a couple days. Cantrell, a 28-year-old mother of two, had been beaten in the back of the head, possibly by a rock that was discovered by the creek covered in blood. The autopsy concluded that Mrs. Cantrell was killed by being drowned in Elm Creek. The Kansas Bureau of Investigation found no connection between the Betty Cantrell and Sally Hutton murders. Although the murders occurred days apart and make people wonder, a confession in the Cantrell case appears to put such speculation to rest. The police brought in a man named Shoemaker who was seen in the area where Cantrell’s body had been found. He confessed to the crime, but his confession got thrown out because he was drunk at the time he confessed. Sally Hutton’s unsolved murder will haunt those who knew Sally or have heard about her murder. People will always wonder what actually happened that fateful night and who committed the crime? People will continue to thumb through old newspapers and yearbooks trying to find pieces to this unsolved murder that has everyone puzzled. Many may sit and look at old yearbooks and wonder if the person who killed Sally is staring right back at them. There has been a lot of speculation about the murder of Sally Hutton. Sitting around, everyone has a theory on who committed the murder. Could it have been an individual whose family was wealthy, one of the town bad boys, or someone close to Sally? Why would someone murder Sally? Did Sally hang out with the wrong crowd, was she a little promiscuous and things got out of control or was it a stranger who she ran into late that night? Those questions run through the minds of those who have heard about Sally’s murder and the stories that have been spread around town over the years. Without answers, all people have is speculation. After all the speculation, people then sit around wondering if in fact any of the stories are true and what really happened to Sally Hutton. Maybe one day we will know the truth, but for now we are left with speculation. It has been over 40 years since Sally Ann Hutton was murdered, but the investigation is still ongoing. Sally’s family wants justice, and no matter how long it takes, they will continue to search for the truth. Someone out there knows what happened that fateful night. Others may have what seem inconsequential recollections. Any information may shed light on the case and help bring justice for Sally and her family. If you know anything regarding the murder of Sally Ann Hutton, please contact the Kansas Bureau of Investigation at 785-296-8200.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Mother Clings to Memories of Murdered Son While his Killer Continues to Escape Justice

by Paul Fecteau

This article originally appeared in the February 4, 2009, issue of tmiWeekly.

Mattie Anderson makes fried chicken on Thanksgiving and Christmas. Her family--including her mother, Willia Mae, and her brother, former Topeka Mayor James McClinton--would be satisfied with the turkey and dressing which she also serves, but they know why the chicken is included: it is for Damon, her eldest son. Fried chicken was his favorite dish, and he always asked Mattie and his aunt Bobbie Jean to make it for him on holidays. Mattie and Bobbie Jean keep up the tradition despite the sad fact that this latest holidayseason marked the family’s ninth without
Damon. He was gunned down in front of his home on Valentine’s Day, 2000, and his murderer remains at large.

A Topeka native, Damon Anderson graduated from Highland Park High School and attended Highland Community College. He was star baseball player. Although he appeared imposing and would not let himself be pushed around, he was known around town for his good humor and kindness. He was only twenty-five years old and full of plans for the future. He had a five-year-old daughter.

On Valentine’s Day, 2000, Damon worked at his job with Great Plains Locating Services and in the evening drove his work truck home to the house in the 900 block of S.E. 11th where he
was staying with his Aunt Bobbie Jean. Her three children shared a room with a window facing the street, and one of them, who was only eight at the time, recalls cousin Damon looking in on them that night. Damon told them to be sure and get to bed on time because it was a school night. Damon then left in his work truck, headed to Sonic to pick up some dinner.

Future mayor, then city councilman, James McClinton was home that evening. He glanced out a window and was surprised to see his nephew Damon’s truck outside, but before he could make it to the door, Damon drove away. Damon did not usually drop by his uncle’s house unless he had something important to discuss. To this day, McClinton wonders if Damon knew he was in danger and had come to ask for his help, only to change his mind.

Damon returned to the house on 11th Street, and tragedy unfolded.

His eight-year-old cousin heard Damon’s truck pull into the drive. Moments later, a car playing loud music drove up followed by another car. The cousin looked out the window and saw a small yellow car in the street and in the drive Damon talking to three men. The cousin did not think much of it and looked away from the window. He then heard Damon exclaim, “Come on, Man,”
in a frantically dismayed voice. Before the cousin could look out the window again, a burst of gunfire ripped through the night.

When Damon had walked away from the men, one of them had opened fire. Several bullets missed, striking the house, but one hit Damon in the back of the head. Damon collapsed on the front porch. Police and an ambulance responded at about 10:00 p.m. Damon was rushed to Stormont-Veil where he died.

Years have passed, but Mattie and Willia Mae Anderson continue to grieve for Damon, grief made worse by the likelihood that his killer remains in their community. “I wonder,” Mattie says, “if I’ve stood near him.”

The rumor persists that the identity of the murderer remains widely known in Topeka but that no one will come forward due to fear of possible retribution.

A variety of theories also circulate regarding the reason behind the slaying. Many of these stories tie the killing to the drug trade, but the Andersons maintain that Damon had no involvement whatsoever in illegal drugs, and they chalk up such suggestions to the kind of stereotyping that causes the media and even the authorities to write off all black-on-black crime as due to drugs.

The Andersons do think it possible that a fi ght Damon was in two weeks before had something to do with his murder. The altercation took place at a local barber shop, and Damon got the
better of it. What spurred Damon and an unknown man to violence remains unknown.

Perhaps someone who knows or who has other information will have the courage to come forward. Mattie, Willa Mae, and the rest of the family cling to hope that a break in the case will
come, and they continue to cling to their memories of Damon.

If you can in any way shed light on who killed Damon Anderson, please contact the detectives at the Topeka Police Department at 368-9400.

UPDATE: January 9, 2014: Monroe Lockhart III is charged with Damon Anderson's murder, see