Victim identified as Sager’s roommate, Joseph Michaels, 24.
My BFF’s dad is a farmer, and this happened to him. The land had been in his family for several generations and nobody could remember anyone having been buried there, and law enforcement determined that the bones belonged to a Caucasian man in his 40s who had probably been dead for more than 100 years. Being that this was the Kansas prairie, it makes sense: probably a family passing through in a covered wagon, and Dad got sick, was in an accident, or possibly even died from “indigestion” and was buried there before they moved on.
He was later reburied in the county plot.
someones getting a murder charge …
Or the old joke about an escaped prisoner who died after being shot eight times. The coroner labeled it “natural causes” because if you get shot that many times “naturally you’re gonna die”.
How much you want to bet it was for really stupid reasons? Maybe I watch too much Homicide Hunter but it seems like people will murder each other over unfathomably petty things. 24 years old, dammit. That’s so young.
IKR? I was hoping for something more sinister.
Oh my goodness, Homicide Hunter and the First 48. I had to quit watching those shows because it was always some young people squabbling over incredibly petty nonsense and winding up dead. Too depressing for me right now.
Human bones were found a few years ago at the lot where a friend of mine was building a house. It turned out to be someone they think died during one of the several waves of Yellow Fever. You can’t dig more than a few feet deep anywhere in Savannah and not find bones.
In that part of town, my guess would be drugs related.
Reminds me of another famous case: Dorothea Puente.
On November 11, 1988, police inquired after the disappearance of tenant Alberto Montoya, a developmentally disabled man with schizophrenia whose social worker had reported missing. After noticing disturbed soil on the property, they uncovered the body of tenant Leona Carpenter, 78. Seven bodies were eventually found, and Puente was charged with a total of nine murders, convicted of three and sentenced to two life sentences.
I hope this area does not become famous for this sort of thing.
Not necessarily. Decades ago I remember a Mike Royko column where some cops in Detroit had cornered a desperate criminal and between shotgun pellets and bullets, he had seventeen holes in him, yet lived. Royko commented, “Shot seventeen times and still alive? Those guys gotta spend more time at the range.”
That case was a little different…Puente a sweet little old lady who took in elderly borders, killed them, then continues collecting their Social Security checks. It was just like Arsenic and Old Lace, but without the elderberry wine (or Cary Grant).
Oh, yes, it is different in many ways, but similar with the burying murder victim(s) in the yard.
Lt. Joe Kenda’s advice if you want to not be murdered: Don’t become involved in the trafficking or sale of narcotics, don’t hang out in bars after 2am, and be careful who you marry.
Not blaming the victims, just speculating on the most common causes or murder. It really does seem to come down to those three things.