This circa 1870 home is said to be the oldest house in Chetopa, Kansas—a tiny haven with just over 1,000 residents.
Victims like Evansdale cousins Lyric Cook-Morrissey, 10, and Elizabeth Collins, 8, who were abducted in July 2012 near Evansdale and whose bodies were found five months later 24 miles away in rural Bremer County. 18, 1969, was raped and stabbed while showing an unoccupied house in Burlington.4) You represent that this loan will be used only for personal, family or household purposes.Typing your name below constitutes your signature and authorizes the processing of your Application.In this 1982 photo, Todd Waters, right, and a veteran rail rider who identified himself as ‘Pappy,’ take a break from their freight train ride in Laurel, Mont. Make no mistake the hobos never viewed Todd as some fly by night, cake eating, Lake Minnetonka phony.Jerry Cleveland | Associated Press | File Todd Waters, 69, has died, or, as hoboes say, “he caught the Westbound.” Waters was a “hobo” who proudly noted in 2012 that he’s been arrested about 70 times jumping railroad cars out of St. To them, he was a true brother, leader and Railroad Security dodger whose advocacy helped sustain the annual Hobo Convention in Britt, Iowa, along with Britt’s famed Hobo Museum and the Hobo Cemetery.Hobos never retire, but Todd took his last train ride to Britt in 2012 and got arrested.
On his home writing table, Todd carved a saying: “Look,” said God, “I wanted you the way you are and no different. Early in 1976, a freight train hit Todd squarely in the heart when he met young Dori Molitor.
Criminologists and forensic death consultants estimate more than 200,000 homicides have gone unsolved in the United States since 1980.
And the longer a case goes unsolved — the colder it becomes — the harder it is to crack.
You were a wanderer in my name and wherever you went you brought the settled folk a little homesickness for freedom.” Todd Waters (AKA Adman) was born in Keokuk, Iowa on October 8, 1947 and caught The Westbound on July 7, 2017. He was smitten, knocked off his feet and totally bewildered by a love that lasted through five years of dating, 16 successful years as business partners and 37 ridiculously happy years of marriage.
Along the way came their daughter, Alexandra, and son, Andrew, who have made them both incredibly proud. Those wishing to send memorials should make checks out to “Britt Hobo Days” and send to Dori.
On a regular basis over the next year we will explore these cold cases.