The Butcher of Plainfield
The 1950’s were a time of prosperity and happiness. Life was slow paced, nothing like the life in the fast lane that we commonly handle as best we can in these times. But lets back up a few years, to 1906, the year that a man was born that would forever change the status of Plainfield, Wisconsin. He put that town on the map, but not in a good way. He made the town famous for horrors and indignities that he committed.
His father was an alcoholic and his mother could quote the Bible forward, backward, and sideways, and she was a pillar of the community. Unfortunately, he and his brother, Henry, spent a lot of time with their mother, who turned them into carbon copies of her. She touted the fact that all women were evil and Jezebels, just like they were described in the Bible. But to mom, there were no good women, and it was up to her to warn the boys against all women.
Henry mysteriously died in a runaway fire, but the kicker is this: he never felt that his mother was a saint like his younger brother. Oddly enough, when the younger brother led the investigators to the scene of Henry’s death, there were no indications on the scorched site that he was injured in the fire in 1944. His clothing was not burned, only soot covered and his flesh was unburned. But he did have some strange bruises on his head…
The Quiet Man
Meanwhile, the quiet little man, who was a bit strange continued to do his odd jobs and help everyone that needed it. After his mother died in 1945, he still continued to live in the same house and go about his business, just like any other good citizen. He was such a nice man.
Let’s flash to 1954 when a female barkeeper disappeared from her place of business, where blood was pooled on the floor.
There were a couple of other mysterious disappearances of young people, including two females and a 43-year-old male. It was never proven exactly what happened to them…
Finally, in 1957, a local businesswoman disappeared. The proprietor at the gas station across the street saw her panel truck pull out of its garage, and it was being driven by a man. The front door to her business was locked and the lights were left on, which was strange. Her son returned empty handed from deer hunting, and noticed that the cash register was missing and blood spatters were found from there to the rear of the store.
It didn’t take long to discover who the culprit was, as a sales receipt was found made out for antifreeze with our man’s name on it. The proprietress’ son happened to be a deputy sheriff and he called the sheriff’s department as soon as he discovered the missing cash register and the blood.
Deputies appeared from everywhere and went to the home of our quiet little man where they discovered a body. Then they discovered a lot of other things in the house, too, that cleared up a few mysteries.
Our man was found insane twice, and committed to Central State Hospital, where he eventually died of cancer, which was truly ironic. He was secretly buried, which really was not a secret after all.
In between all this, his house was torched after the investigation was complete, as it was supposed to be auctioned on a Holy Day.
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And remember, not everyone is what they appear to be…