Aaron Null, whose wife Brynn Null has been missing from Capron, Illinois since 2002, has been convicted of murder. (Actually, that was ten days ago, but I didn’t find out till now.) The jury deliberated for less than three hours; this article says it was two and a half hours. Aaron faces 20 to 60 years in prison at sentencing, which will be in February.
In spite of the difficulty of obtaining a conviction in a body-less homicide, it seems to be getting easier. Perhaps it’s just me, but I’ve noticed a lot of MWAB (Murder Without A Body) convictions lately after only a very short period of deliberation. Like, in the Logan Tucker case, the jury deliberated less than two hours before convicting his mother of murder. In Brynn’s case, the police did find some blood, and there was a history of domestic violence between Brynn and Aaron with orders of protection obtained and charges filed, but there was no confession and no witnesses, and not enough blood to prove death. It sounds like a steep order, but the prosecution seems to have had no trouble convincing the jury to see it their way. Yet I can think of many similar MWAB cases in years past where, on approximately the same evidence, the jury either hung or voted for an acquittal. Hmm. I wonder if anything has changed.
The closest Dr. Easley appointment I could get was for 5:40 p.m., his last of the day. It actually timed pretty nicely for me. I had to go visit my psychiatrist a few blocks away at 3:00 p.m. Then I was supposed to have some paperwork filled out in time for a 4:00 p.m. “annual review” with the psych clinic where they basically measure how crazy I am this year as opposed to last year. That ended at five, time enough to grab some dinner before Dr. Easley.
I told him just how awful the pain was and how nothing I tried had really worked and how it would not ever go completely away. I actually showed him the Frigyes Karinthy passage that I quoted before because, hallucinations aside, it’s pretty much exactly how I felt early Saturday morning when I drove all the way to my parents’ house to get my hands on an overdose of some illegal painkillers. Dr. Easley asked lots of questions, touched me in various places to see if hurt, and shook his head at the extremity of my pain and my utter lack of other neurological symptoms.
He wants a CT scan. He had recommended that before when I came to him with these headaches. I had wanted to put it off till January because I’m uninsured right now and my insurance doesn’t kick in until the first of the year. But Dr. Easley said it should be done sooner than later. My father, bless him, agreed to pony up the money. So I’m having the CT scan done tomorrow morning. Dr. Easley gave me an injection of something or other, not Demerol, to kill the ever-present pain for tonight. He’s not sure what’s wrong with me and said it could be any of a number of those things. One of those things is some scary condition that, if not treated immediately, will cause me to go blind in a matter of weeks. (Hence him wanting a quick CT scan.)
My head does not hurt. I feel kind of woozy, like I’ve had a few too many drinks, but my head doesn’t hurt, and hopefully tomorrow we can identify the problem and fix it.
The Naples News has done an article write-up of the April 2006 disappearance of Philistin Saintcyr. I hadn’t known much about his disappearance before but this provides valuable info. Philistin had some kind of medical emergency and stayed at the hospital overnight. The next morning he was supposed to take a cab home, but he couldn’t remember his address so the cab took him back to the hospital. Employees there told him to take the bus. He never arrived home. He was 65 years old, didn’t speak English, couldn’t drive and may have been suffering from dementia. If he’s alive today, chances are he’s homeless somewhere in Florida.
Meanwhile, there’s some news about the Madeline Teresa Ponds case. A 17-year-old high school senior and convenience store clerk from Mississippi, she disappeared in 1986, apparently abducted during a robbery of the store. The article doesn’t provide additional details, just says the police are going to check a well for her body. Charley has at least a few other cases of abducted convenience store clerks — all of them girls or women, if I recall correctly. It seems to me that perhaps they shouldn’t be allowed to work the night shift alone. I frequently visited a convenience store a few blocks from Michael’s apartment in the wee hours (back before he moved across town six months ago) and I think there were always two employees there.
And the Nashua Telegraph has done an article on the 1977 disappearance of Eddy Segall. She (yes, it is a woman) is not on Charley yet, but she’s on my list to add.