EXCLUSIVE: Coroner Reopens the Fox Hollow Farm Case After 30 Years | Jeff Jellison Interview

Jeff Jellison used to be a uniform police officer and retired in 1994. He was asked to come on as deputy corner, was elected in 2020 and started his term in 2023. Jellison was living in Westfield, IN 1 mile from Fox Hollow Farms in 1996.

Former Hamilton County prosecutor Sonia Leerkamp had been in office less than a year when bones were discovered on Herbert Baumeister’s property.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JvpTHymX2WQ - Sonia Leerkamp | In Their Own Words

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FFclesJsA7Y - The stables were filled with Window displays from L.S. Ayres mannequins and Christmas displays

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vYSQv37NpTI - 2004 - LS Ayres Mannequins

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I2QBh8TN_8Q - LS Ayres and the downtown mall. Guy at the bar looks like Herbert

Displays like what Herbert had in the Stables

Herbert only wore long sleeve shirts even in the summer heat - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEGnz0xMPq8

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WF9NXeqiy0Y

https://fox59.com/news/docuseries-on-baumeister-killings-sparks-hundreds-of-new-leads-in-reborn-investigation/

Chasing the I-70 Killer Episode 1: "I think we are going to get it this time"

Chasing the I-70 Killer Episode 2: "You become a part of this"

Chasing the I-70 Killer Episode 3: "I have a little hope again"

Chasing the I-70 Killer Episode 4: "The memory of that day stays with us"

Chasing the I-70 Killer Episode 5: "He's a very sick man"

Chasing the I-70 Killer Behind the Scenes: "This one was different"

Mark Goodyear really rubs me the wrong way. Herb's case was one of the first cases that got me into true crime I found him by accident searching up haunted locations one day as a kid. I have read and seen all i could and never did I find Mark more disturbing than in the recent interview. His body language, his words, the look in his eyes and to me it was odd seeing a man talk about how he is saved by god and loves god but he was wearing a devil or demon mask type ring on his finger. I don't know but I feel like he and Herb were doing this together and then possibly Herb wanted to stop and Mark didn't let him it went too far and either mark got rid of Herb to cover the whole thing or Herb eliminated himself because it was too much.

but for sure if this was Solely Done By Herb excuse my choice of words but that would be a truly dark and amazing feat for one human being to do. and last little thing stuck in my head if those tapes that Herb made were in the backseat of the car like the Canadian police saw .. i whole heartedly believe that they are in the lake somewhere... or if he was in fact creating snuff films who was he selling them to? could he have sold all of them off to someone before dying in Canada?

A huge red flag here is the Baumeister's legacy of the media latching onto anything they are doing. And I mean anything. If someone were to say this is because it was the sleepy midwest, that would be a very naive assessment.

Baumeister Sr. having a family dinner at his home makes it into the papers with an address given.

Decades later, a story of Herb Baumeister saving a duck hits the presses.

Then the big news story about Baumeister finding and documenting the raccoon being painted over. The news literally came out and did a story on it like it was a serious story.

The legacy of having the media at their whim tells a bigger story here. And it wasn't just the time we were living in back then. If any "average" person called a news station and said, "Hey, I saved a duck. Do a story on it."...Or, "Hey, I found a painted over raccoon in the road. Come do a story on it."..You would simply never hear from them again. Ever. I implore anyone to try. Nothing will happen. At all. This doesn't happen to "average people".

The fact that both Baumeister Sr. and Herb Baumeister had the papers and new stations at their beck and call needs to be carefully studied. There is more than meets the eye here.

On top of that, I could take out a $350,000 loan tomorrow. And still be sitting there waiting for someone to back my vision. Why was this organization called the "Children's Bureau" so quick to jump into business with someone like Baumeister? What is the angle and motivation here? And what is this organization really all about? There is a much larger picture here. And with the average person finally coming to the realization that most large organizations are ran by sickos (something we've known for a long time), it is much easier for people to see how this would all fit into place.

That's just a couple thoughts out of the thousands about this case. Thanks for having me.

I thought the gun was never found?

''Herb had a skeleton hanging on his door on his office.''

Debbie Falls, sister of Richard Hamilton Jr. worked with Herb at the Sav-A-Lot store!

(I've just finished watching all four episodes! 🕵️ I will upload the most interesting tidbits in two new video's these upcoming weeks! To Be Continued...)

(Source: The Fox Hollow Murders: Playground of a Serial Killer streaming now on Hulu)

HERB BAUMEISTER & THE SECRET INFORMANT! WHAT I WAS TOLD!

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• Hamilton County Coroner including others involved?

• Snuff tapes

The informant is ''Mark Goodyear''

• Hamilton County is providing this cover-up. They don't want to be known for having a large gay community. And two they definitely don't want to be associated with a killing team that make money by providing in-person snuff.

• According to the informant, Fox Hollow Farm was a killing team that provided inperson BDSM Snuff voor paying customers.

https://nypost.com/2024/06/02/us-news/serial-killer-herb-baumeisters-farm-had-10000-human-remains/

Eugene Herbert Baumeister and wife Elsie Louise Zindler

Captain Herbert Eugene Baumeister and Elizabeth Ann Schmidt. After 2.5 years in the European theater WW2 he went on terminal leave.

Elizabeth Ann Schmidt’s brother and Herbert’s uncle - General Walter Kruger of the Pacific Theater

Walter Krueger - Wikipedia

General Walter Krueger, Sr (1881 - 1967) - Genealogy (geni.com)

Education and early life

Walter Krueger was born in Flatow, West Prussia (German Empire) (since 1945 Złotów, Poland), the son of Julius Krüger, a Prussian landowner who had served as an officer in the Franco-Prussian War, and his wife, Anna, formerly Hasse. Following Julius's death, Anna and her three children emigrated to the United States to be near her uncle in St. Louis, Missouri. Walter was then eight years old. After Anna remarried, the family settled in Madison, Indiana.

 Major General Schmidt greets General Walter Krueger, Commanding General, U.S. Sixth Army, during one of the latter's many visits to the Corps headquarters at Sasebo

Walter Krueger was born on 26 January 1881 in Flatow, West Prussia, then part of the German Empire, now part of Poland. He was the son of Julius Krüger, a Prussian landowner who had served as an officer in the Franco-Prussian War, and his wife, Anna, formerly Hasse. Following Julius's death, Anna and her three children emigrated to the United States to be near her uncle in St. Louis, Missouri. Walter was then eight years old. In St. Louis, Anna married Emil Carl Schmidt, a Lutheran minister. The family subsequently settled in Madison, Indiana. Krueger was tutored by his stepfather, educated in the public schools of Madison, and completed high school at Madison's Upper Seminary. As a teenager, he wanted to become a naval officer, but when his mother objected he decided to become a blacksmith instead. After graduating from high school, Krueger enrolled at the Cincinnati Technical High School, where he learned blacksmithing and completed science and mathematics courses in preparation for college studies in engineering. On 17 June 1898, Krueger enlisted for service in the Spanish–American War with the 2nd United States Volunteer Infantry. He reached Santiago de Cuba a few weeks after the Battle of San Juan Hill, and spent eight months there on occupation duties, rising to the rank of sergeant. Mustered out of the volunteers in February 1899.

Henry Saiter and Marie J Saiter

Henry Saiter North Vicennes hardware company

than seven decades, the Saiter-Morgan Co. hardware store, located at Seventh and what was then Hickman Street (now College Avenue), was one of the principal hardware stores in Vincennes. Saiter-Morgan evolved from a blacksmith shop to a buggy company that later started carrying hardware.

The story of Saiter-Morgan began with Frank Z. Saiter, a native of Pennsylvania, who moved to Knox County in 1871. He married Eleanor F. Bowman the following year. The first mention that could be found of Saiter’s business in local newspapers, is in the Oct. 30, 1877 “Vincennes Semi-Weekly Western Sun,” noting that he had moved his blacksmith shop from Seventh Street near Harrison, across the street to Seventh and Hickman.

The Saiter-Morgan Hardware Co., which carried the names of founders Harry Saiter and Elisha Morgan, began as a buggy company at Seventh and Hickman streets (now College Avenue) before segueing into the hardware business. The company’s founding date was 1891, but it wasn’t incorporated as Saiter-Morgan until 1907. The business saw continued growth through the first decades of the 20th century.

Founding partner Harry Saiter, who served as the company’s secretary-treasurer, died at the age of 48 on Sept. 12, 1921. Morgan continued as company president for the next three decades.

Herbert Erich Saiter

S. Bradley Baumeister

Dr. Herbert Richard Baumeister Jr. Brian Smart Staats I70 Strangler I70 Killer

Debbie Falls

Debbie Falls | In Their Own Words (youtube.com)

Rachel

Programmed To Kill/Satanic Cover Up Part 341 (Conversation #30 about Herb Baumeister) (youtube.com)

Herb hated Brad and Brad thought it was the funniest thing ever. He (Brad) antagonized him. Herb did not like Brad and treated him like dirt.

"There were 2 young teenagers that I believe we're employed as landscape crew." "He was constantly in the presence of these guys these teenagers."

Adam Smith

Former employee of accused serial killer Herb Baumeister speaks out about his experience, the accused killer's temperament - Indianapolis News | Indiana Weather | Indiana Traffic | WISH-TV | (wishtv.com)

The Indianapolis News Indianapolis, Indiana • Mon, Nov 27, 1972 Page 17

The Indianapolis News Indianapolis, Indiana • Tue, Feb 4, 1975 Page 7

The Indianapolis Star Indianapolis, Indiana • Fri, Sep 29, 1978 Page 27

The Star Press Muncie, Indiana • Thu, Nov 17, 1983 Page 2

Found this interesting. 🤔

Herb Baumeister investigation to get boost from FBI funding

(I see a hidden 666 and 33)

A 1997 article mentioning that Baumeister frequented a leather shop and was interested in "whips, chains, and handcuffs". Also, there is a quote from Ted Fleishacker who published the Indiana/Ohio distributed gay magazine "The Word". He believes that Baumeister did not act alone and says that Hamilton County police "are not trying hard enough" because the crimes involved homosexuals.

The Noblesville Ledger - Noblesville, Indiana 06 Jan 1997, Mon • Page 2

''Baumeister Saves Duck''

(Source: The Indianapolis News Indianapolis, Indiana 09 May 1980, Fri • Page 33)

The Black House was a building that formerly stood at 6114 California St. in San Francisco. The house was used by Anton LaVey as the headquarters of his Church of Satan from 1966 until his death in 1997.

The Den of Iniquity

Kathleen Zellner, Eyler’s attorney, said Larry told her Robert David Little, a library science professor and two other men from Indianapolis were responsible for the Ohio deaths.

And even though the FBI and Eyler said that at least two others might be involved, Eyler died before making a case against the other men.

David Lindloff, an investigator with the Preble County prosecutor’s office, said he’d been helped considerably by Josh Thomas, a gay journalist who had covered the Ohio murders for Gambit, an Ohio magazine that was no longer published.

Thomas was a fountain of knowledge, Virgil Vandergriff discovered when he talked to him. Dozens of men had disappeared outside Indianapolis gay bars since 1980, Thomas told him. In fact, Indy’s gay community had almost become resigned to the disappearances. Almost everybody knew or had heard of someone who had disappeared, yet they continued to believe it couldn’t happen to them. Thomas was convinced that many of the disappearances were murders. And he felt the responsible parties could well be two of Eyler’s cohorts. One of the men had actually called Thomas while he had been reporting on the Eyler case, probing him in a suspicious way, he’d thought. Was Brian Smart a friend of Eyler’s? Virgil wondered. It wouldn’t surprise him, Thomas told him, although he had no evidence that was true. Eyler had named several acquaintances in open court, but Brian Smart wasn’t one of them.

Sergeant Steve Garner was thinking of a Chicago prostitute who had come forward to say he’d been drugged, hog-tied, and sodomized by Eyler. When he awoke several days later in the Indianapolis apartment of Eyler’s friend Robert David Little, he asked Eyler what he’d given him. Placidyl, Eyler said. He’d put it in his beer.

That had solved a lot of investigators’ questions, including how Eyler had been getting hustlers from Indianapolis and Chicago to wander so far from home when their bodies had been found without defense wounds. Eyler was knocking them out with the anti-insomnia drug, ethchlorvynol, whose brand name is Placidyl. Garner even tracked down the Indianapolis doctor who was giving Eyler the Placidyl, one of Eyler’s lovers.

Herb Baumeister’s lawyer James Voyles was perhaps the most prominent criminal attorney in Indianapolis, and coincidentally, he was one of the men who had represented Eyler’s cohort Robert David Little.

When investigators called Voyles, however, he said he had never heard of Herbert Baumeister. They called Herb back. He insisted that he had James Voyles on retainer. For two weeks, they went back and forth like that. Herb tells them to call Voyles, saying he’d just sent Voyles a retainer check, Voyles saying he’d never heard of Baumeister. Finally, one day they called Voyles, he confirmed that Herb had hired him. And no, Voyles crisply informed them, they could not search Herb’s property.

John Egloff, the lawyer who had helped Herb and Julie get Thrift Management off the ground, was sitting in his office late afternoon when he received a call from Herb. ‘’There’s this guy who’s stalking me. I woke up one night and he was trying to strangle me. I hope he doesn’t come after Julie and the kids.’’

Herb and Julie were two self-proclaimed ‘’pack rats’’

‘’Raccoons had almost destroyed that house,’’ detectives recalled. ‘’They were living in the attic. There was raccoon feces and urine coming through the ceilings, so much so that the ceilings were actually collapsing in some parts. The house was totally infested with raccoons.

Julie told the investigators Herb was a ‘’prolific video-taper although he hardly ever watched any of them.’’

In all, police seized only ten items from the house, five of which were videotapes that would all later prove innocuous. Only one of the tapes contained pornography, and that video belonged to Erich. It was ‘’the typical sort of thing a teenage boy would watch,’’ police later said.

Remember the story of Erich Baumeister and a friend finding a skull in the backyard? Kevin Dennison remembered being bothered by that explanation because he had seen fillings in the teeth of the skull and he didn’t think that medical skulls were real and that they had fillings. Erich never brought up the incident again.

Also, Erich later denied to the police about the whole skull incident.

Kenneth Whisman asked Julie Baumeister to describe her relationship with Herb over the years they were married. ‘’I’m not sure there is a real easy answer to that,’’ she began, choosing each word carefully. ‘’I’ve done a lot of soul-searching. Ultimately, my very mean person could do very mean things to people. Our life together has always been based on my world being pretty much controlled by Herb. I had no family, no place to go, and Herb would get his way by making my life so miserable, by playing head games, that I would do what he wanted.’’

‘’What do you mean ‘He’s so mean’?’’ Whisman gently prodded.

‘’He liked to play mind games,’’ Julie responded.

Soon after they were married, she explained, he got mad at her and moved to an upstairs apartment in their house. He wouldn’t speak to her for a year, Julie remembered. It was typical of Herb to hold grudges against relatives and friends for minor infractions, and then cut off all contact with the offender by way of punishment.

‘’He didn’t talk to his mother for four years when she did something that he didn’t like. He didn’t let her see the grandkids or let me talk to her.’’

Herb’s depression and admission to the hospital had been frightening, she admitted. Well-adjusted people didn’t have mental breakdown over car repairs, she acknowledged. ‘’He was driving home from Bloomington and three or four cars hit him. They didn’t bend the frame, but the car was totaled. He wanted to keep it. He never got rid of anything,’’ Julie continued, her voice bathed in barely disguised disgust. ‘’He would keep used toilet paper. He just never cleaned up.’’ When his car got wrecked. Herb was so depressed he sat ‘’for several days on our apartment floor crying’’ until his father had him committed, Julie remembered.

On the subject of Herb’s father, Julie softened a little bit. He, above all Herb’s family members, had welcomed her into the Baumeister clan and she felt very close to him because of that warm reception. ‘’Herb’s dad loved me like a daughter and I loved him like a father,’’ she said.

When Herb’s father was dying, Julie said, she had walked into the room and he greeted her and began to cry. She sat down on the bed and they both cried for about twenty minutes. All during that time, Herb’s father kept repeating: ‘’I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry.’’

‘’He never said what he was sorry about,’’ Julie mused. ‘’But that always stuck in the back of my mind. Why would you say you’re sorry? Did Herb’s dad know something about Herb, I wonder?’’

After his father’s death, Herb used his father’s prescription pads to forge prescriptions he wrote for drugs, she told them. Most of the prescriptions he wrote were for diet pills. He was adamant about staying thin. And he did lose weight from the pills, Julie said.

Julie related no fond memories of Herb’s mother, however.

‘’He is weird as hell,’’ Julie finally blurted out. ‘’Everybody that knows him will tell you that he’s weird as hell.’’ I always thought he was unique, not strange,’’ she said, defending her choice of herb as a mate.

Early in their marriage, there was an entertainer he made excuses to see by himself, ‘’Dr. Bop,’’ Julie told them. Dr. Bop was a regional entertainer who played seventies music--Herb’s favorite--often doing shows at the Vogue, a movie theater that had been renovated into a nightclub and bar in a gentrified area of downtown Indianapolis, ‘’the preppy section of town,’’ Whisman called it.

When the Sav-A-Lot stores started doing well, they gorged themselves on pricey luxuries, largely at Herb’s insistence.

They had three phone lines, one for her and Herb, one for Erich, and another for the girls. Everyone in the family had a cellular phone. They were go-karts, Boats, Cars.

‘’Describe him to me,’’ Whisman demanded from a survivor named Tony Harris.

‘’Which time?’’ Tony shot back. ‘’Because each time he was different.’’

Tony remembered Herb as tall and slim. Sometimes he looked older, other times he appeared to be a younger man, Tony said. That was vague he knew, But it was true, as far as Tony was concerned. Herb had that baby faced quality that made him look young, but his artificially darkened skin, tough from tanning, aged him as well. That Herb had shaved or burned his body hair was something Tony did not equivocate about. ‘’Arms, legs--all shaved,’’ Tony recalled. ‘’His whole body seemed like it had razor stubble from a recent shaving.’’ When Tony had asked him about it, Herb had said he’d scorched himself ‘’burning leaves or something.’’ Tony remembered.

Tony remembered Herb telling him that he did cocaine and that he could drive from one coast to another without stopping. ‘’That’s how he got places fast.’’ He told me he had just got back from Florida, and I believed him. He was tan, saddle-faced actually.

Herb had a private second house on 72nd Street.

Like Fox Hollow, it was messy and chock full of Herb’s bizarre collectibles, including more mannequins and wholesale clothing, obviously spillover merchandise for the stores. But a search turned up no evidence that would tie Herb to the missing men. They seized only some shotgun shells and a length of rope.

‘’He surrounded himself with all these good-looking guys who he paid seven or eight dollars an hour. Half the time they wouldn’t even work, they’d just go out drinking.’’ - Detective Bill Clifford

About his ‘’suicide’’ - He was dressed impeccably for the occasion, in gray slacks, a white, button-down dress shirt, and red-and-blue-stripped tie, all of which were relatively blood-free--a surprising fact given that the exit wound in the back of his head was about the size of a tennis ball.

Brad Baumeister told detectives that days before his ‘’suicide’’ Herb spent the night in a motel in Fennville. Fennville (population 800) doesn’t have a motel. But a bar and hotel that has long been a favorite with the gay community was less than ten minutes away, near the lakeside town of Saugattuck. The hotel doesn’t release records about its guests, so it’s impossible to say whether Herb actually stayed there. But there was probably a good chance that having traveled extensively throughout the Great Lakes region, Herb knew of the hotel’s existence.

In any case, by June 29, Herb had migrated east across Michigan, to Port Huron, a shipping center in the ‘’thumb area’’ of the mitten-shaped state of the shores of Lake Huron.

Ontario Provincial Police told the Indianapolis Star they believed Herb arrived in Sarnia on June 30, spending several days before driving east along the Lake Huron shoreline to Grand Bend, Ontario, where he paid seven Canadian dollars for a day's pass to the park where he ultimately was found dead.

Alpha Kerl, who worked for Herb at the West Washington Sav-A-Lot, said that despite what she and fellow store employees referred to as the ‘’weirdness of Herb,’’ that she was taken aback when she learned on his suicide. ‘’I still have a hard time believing he shot himself,’’ she said. ‘’He was a coward, yes. But I just can’t picture him splattering his brains all over himself. I would think he’d be more concerned about what a mess he’d make.’’

Tony began a bizarre jumble of ruminations he labeled as ‘’psychic intuitions'’ in which everyone from Julie to a group of unidentifiable men were involved in the killings.

Ironically, when police canvassed the subdivision that abutted the rear of Fox Hollow Farm to ask about the bones that spring, they learned that local children had a nickname for the small drainage ditch, which none of them could explain: Skull Creek.

Hamilton County Prosecutor Sonia Leerkamp, for her part, said, ‘’Common sense tells us Herb had to be involved somehow. He might have been just a pickup person who scouted out these men for someone else, but I doubt it. Herb was a loner. He did everything by himself.’’ Leerkamp, however, has not ruled out the possibility that others may have been involved. Tony’s statement to police, that Herb appeared to have been waiting for someone the morning after Tony had spent the night there, certainly left open the question of accomplice.

Leerkamp, who spent the early part of her career prosecuting child abusers, has likened Julie to the wife of a child molester who refuses to believe that her son or daughter is being violated right under her nose.

Those involved in the investigation also had thoughts about Julie’s role in the entire ordeal.

Hamilton County Sheriff’s Captain Tom Anderson has said he thinks Julie ‘’knew a lot more than she let on. I don’t think she had anything to do with the murders, but she knew for a long time that something was not right. She was protecting herself and her cozy little world. She’s just a strange woman. I couldn’t believe it when I watched her on Oprah. I thought, ‘There’s Julie, still playing naive.’ ‘’

(Source: Where The Bodies Are Buried by authors Fannie Weinstein & Melinda Wilson)

With so little furniture in the house, it was difficult to tell what the rooms were used for.

Tony Harris was struck by how disheveled the place was, as if it hadn’t been lived in in a long while. Yet there were strange exceptions to that emptiness, he noticed. A woman’s purse lay on the kitchen counter, as if it had been casually left there only hours before. And although the carpeting looked new, there was a thin layer of dust on it as though someone was remodeling and had not yet moved in.

Upstairs, the cleanest bedroom had two twin beds. Tony through it looked as if it might be a child’s bedroom. He peeked in the closet. But instead of children’s clothing, it was full of expensive camera equipment. Tripods. Video Cameras. Videotapes. Tony was no camera expert, but some of it appeared to be sophisticated stuff. Christ, he thought, staring at all the equipment, maybe this guy is some kind of strange filmmaker.

When Tony and Brian prepared to leave, Brian kept looking around, as if expecting something, or somebody, to intervene to keep Tony there.

‘’This town is sewn up tighter than a drum by Dan Quayle’s family,’’ proffered Thomas, referring to the fact that Eugene Pulliam, publisher of the politically conservative Indianapolis Star and Indianapolis News, also happens to be the uncle of the former Republican vice president and ‘’family values’’ torchbearer. ‘’The last thing those newspapers want to report on is the gay community.’’

Herb’s father had him committed to Larue D. Carter Memorial Hospital. Named for Larue Depew Carter, a prominent IU School of Medicine neuropsychiatrist and neurology professor and the first president of the Indiana Council for Mental Health, the state-run psychiatric institution opened its doors in 1952. Its purpose was to serve as a research and teaching facility for IU faculty and students.

Julie visited Herb often during what ended up being his roughly two-month stay at Carter. Almost unbelievably--she would say it was because he began to seem like his old self once he returned home--she would later claim to have never broached the subject of Herb’s hospitalization with either him or his father.

Roger Allen Goodlet was no stranger to the Indianapolis police, who arrested him a total of eighteen times for charges ranging from prostitution to public indecency to public intoxication.

Alan was a nurse’s assistant at an AIDS hospital.

Alan had been a fixture in the clubs, even working at a private gay club, the Unicorn, as a stripper for a few months. But the owner said he had to fire him because he drank too much on the job.

Alan had been working as a prostitute for at least six months. Alan had been begun working for a catering company that operated as a front for a prostitution ring. It was a dangerous outfit, run by lowlifes.

He not only went out on dates for them. Alan answered the phones.

‘’A lot of young, cute guys like Alan get involved with older guys to support their asses,’’ Frank Furfaro, a nurse and close friend of Alan’s who worked with him at the AIDS hospital, recalled years later. ‘’Alan thought he could peddle his looks, that these guys were going to take care of his ass.’’

An escort service owner apparently played on Alan’s Cinder-fella fantasy, approaching Alan in a bar and telling him he could earn up to $2,000 a night, simply by dating businessmen from out of town and ‘’older gentlemen,’’ Frank remembered Alan telling him.

Intrigued, Alan hired on with the service. But the reality of escorting proved less lucrative and a lot more sleazy than his new boss had intimated, Frank said.

Alan didn’t often get more than one date a week, and when he did, his typical earnings were anywhere from $150 to $400.

Frank said Alan shared details of most of his appointments with him, the two laughing at the pathetic, sad lengths to which some closeted gay men would go to just to find a warm body. Once he danced for a group of men, in a fraternity-type setting. Another time he went to a hotel downtown and simply undressed for an elderly man.

Alan was HIV positive.

One of the Indianapolis nightspots Eyler frequented, Our Place, was also a favorite of both Alan Broussard and Goodlet. Both men went missing from the city’s north neighborhood, the nearly two-square-mile area of downtown that had also been Eyler’s playground.

And like Eyler at the time of his killing spree a decade earlier, Herb was picking up the pace.

[To Be Continued...]

(Source: Where The Bodies Are Buried by authors Fannie Weinstein & Melinda Wilson)

apparently Herb Baumeister's old property is haunted: 👻

https://mysteriousuniverse.org/2017/11/a-murder-spree-a-sinister-haunting-and-evp-conversations-with-serial-killer-ghosts/

A&E Network Television Series - The Secret Life of a Serial Killer https://www.bitchute.com/video/GMrIdSNVEbzq/

Herb Baumeister, Sr. had served in WWII, after which he graduated from Indiana University’s School of Medicine and began work as an anesthesiologist.

Juliana Saiter, the daughter of a superintendent at the Naval Air Warfare Center.

Not long after the marriage, Herb’s father had his newlywed son committed to Larue D. Carter Memorial Hospital, a state-run mental hospital. The Carter facility catered to patients with serious mental impairments, yet there is no indication that Herb was, at that time, seriously impaired. And if he had been, his father was an extremely wealthy man who could have easily afforded to get his son private care. Herb, Sr.’s choice of facilities, therefore, was a rather odd one.

During the 1960s electroconvulsive therapy (ECT) was the most common treatment for schizophrenia. Those with the disease were often institutionalized. It was accepted practice to shock unruly patients several times a day, not with hopes of curing them but of making them more manageable for hospital staff. In the mid-1970s, drug therapy replaced ECT because it was more humane and productive. Many patients on drug therapy could lead fairly normal lives. Whether Herb Baumeister received drug therapy is not known.

Herb was released from the Carter facility after two months. His diagnosis noted that he exhibited two or more distinct personalities.

In 1988, in conjunction with the Children’s Bureau of Indianapolis, he founded Thrift Management, Inc. Herb’s close association with the Children’s Bureau—which primarily catered to orphans, the type of victims who aren’t likely to be missed—hints at the possibility that his thrift store business was a cover for more profitable, and nefarious, business pursuits.

Police first approached Herb and Julie to question them about the disappearances in November 1995. Herb immediately retained an attorney: James Voyles, the lawyer who a few years before had won an acquittal for Professor Robert David Little.

Julie Baumeister told police investigators that her husband was an avid video-grapher who maintained a private collection of hundreds of tapes. When she led them to the storage closet where the tapes were normally kept, however, all of them had suddenly gone missing. Investigators noted that a vent in the wall appeared to have been used to hide a video camera for surreptitious filming. A witness who had been taken to Fox Hollow Farm by Herb, and whose tips had led to the initial questioning of the Baumeisters, reported seeing a closet filled with professional video equipment, including cameras, lenses, tripods, and lighting equipment. No such equipment was found during the search. Police seized only ten items from the house; five of those items were videotapes.

(Source: Programmed To Kill: The Politics of Serial Murder by author David McGowan)

Herb’s past had always been a piece of a universal puzzle, important. needed, a hinge for special doors. Diagnosed as a schizophrenic at an early age, the ritual abuse of neighborhood pets became the dish daily served unto him. Blood sacrifices were performed often, with increasing regularity. A stray dog he had captured was one of the first. He hoisted it on a meat hook and slit its throat, and he smeared the dead animal’s blood all over his body, and then drank from the carcass.

(Source: The Thrill Killer of Indy: Herb Baumeister, the I-70 Killer by author Brian Lee Tucker)

One day, while playing with a group of boys, Herb paused and loudly wondered what urine would taste like. Whether it would taste better cold, or fresh from the source. The other boys were horrified, but they quickly wrote it off as Herb’s sick sense of humour when he started chasing them around, begging for a drink.

On more than one occasion a dead crow was discovered on the teacher’s desk, but despite everyone knowing that Herb was responsible, the students said nothing. He was the class clown.

When a teacher arrived one morning to find that someone had urinated on her desk, there was no doubt in anyone’s mind that Herb was responsible.

He would get changed in the bathroom, ensuring that he was never naked in the same room as Julie, and doing his best to contain his revulsion when she approached him without clothing on.

They may have only had sex six times in their entire marriage, but what did that matter compared to real, tangible things like the business of her dreams, the house of her dreams, and the lifestyle that she had always longed for.

Baumeister took a job at the Indianapolis Star. The position that he took at the newspaper was known to be regularly filled by the sons and daughters of the wealthy and powerful.

One of his duties was serving as the Bureau’s liaison to the Indiana state police.

One Christmas at the BMV he gave out cards with a picture of himself posing with a festive drag queen, leading to a great deal of muttering around the water cooler that he might be a closeted homosexual himself.

After months of coming into urine soaked stationery, Herb’s boss seemed to quietly accept the situation.

A piss-soaked desk became the centre of office gossip for months. In all likelihood, the situation could have gone on forever, except that one day a letter to the governor of Indiana was left on his boss’ desk and was doused in urine along with everything else. Apparently, this was a step too far, while the previous urination was not. Herb was quietly dismissed the same day with a simple offer: if he left now without making a fuss, then his toilet habits would not become public knowledge.

Within the neighborhood, Herb was known as the pleasant one in the couple. His long-polished manners and constant smiling fooled everyone, while Julie’s worsening temper made people wonder why he put up with her. When the neighborhood children came to play with the Baumeister children they would often encounter Herb out in the gardens. He would bring them out snacks and drinks on the hot days. Meanwhile, Julie was never seen outside the house at all if she could avoid it, and on the few occasions that a child got in and saw the state of their home she was furious, chasing them out and barring her children from playing with that child again.

A drawing made by Emily Baumeister

Part of Herb’s growing instability and inability to prioritize properly was an addiction to cocaine.

Connie, his secretary, had her own unique set of contacts that she frequently brought to bear on cases that had come to a dead end: hypnotists who could help with the recollection of faded memories and a psychic who would provide her with guidance that she then tried to pass on to the more sceptical Vergil.

In November 1997, Vandagriff’s secretary, Connie Pierce, who had worked closely with the witness in the Baumeister case, died suddenly at the age of forty-six.

Vergil contacted the Hamilton County Police department for information about the owners of Fox Hollow Farm and ran into a brick wall. There were no criminals in Hamilton County. That region of Indiana held the highest concentration of wealth in the entire state and as far as the police were concerned, that meant that everyone living there was above suspicion.

(Source: You Think You Know Me: The True Story of Herb Baumeister and the Horror at Fox Hollow Farm by author Ryan Green) + (Programmed To Kill: The Politics of Serial Murder by author David McGowan)

Dr. John Nurnberger, professor of psychiatry, said unlikely Baumeister had such an extended stay for just personality disorder, calling it “tip of the iceberg.” (Indianapolis Star, 11/24/1996)

Reportedly told a judge in a 1995 letter that wife was dead and he was a single parent in an attempt to get out of a two-day drunken-driving sentence in 1995. (Noblesville Ledger, 1/6/1997)

Speculation may have had accomplice or been accomplice to Larry Eyler, sentenced to death for murder and dismemberment of 15-year-old boy in Illinois and confessed to 21 additional homicides. Died of AIDS-related complications in 1994. (Noblesville Ledger, 1/6/1997)

''If somebody sets fire or desecrates a synagogue in Lafayette and the same thing happens in Terre Haute, that's going to be tied together,'' said Ted B. Fleischaker, publisher of The Word, an Indianapolis-based newspaper that caters to gay readers across the state as well as in Kentucky and Ohio, who is Jewish. ''You can have a dozen homosexuals vanish in Indiana before somebody wakes up.''

(The New York Times, By Robyn Meredith, Oct. 16, 1996)

Former co-worker Susan Pierce is unsure why Baumeister left the BMV. But friends and other co-workers said that Juliana, through her work as a member of the Indianapolis Junior League, wanted to open a thrift store to help the Indianapolis Children's Bureau.

He often asked an employee and a male friend of his to Join him for a beer on Sav-A-Lot property during work hours. He drank Miller beer and bought other brands for his drinking buddies. Baumeister referred to their drinking spot as "Waco" referring to the compound in Texas where the Branch Davidians religious sect battled federal agents before it burned in 1993. The employee said she wasn't sure why he called it Waco but thought he meant it was protected from anyone, including the police.

On occasion. Baumeister's sister, Barbara Miles, and his brother Brad Baumeister helped out in the stores. Baumeister's other brother, Richard A. Baumeister, died in Texas in 1992 at age 36.

(The Indianapolis Star Indianapolis, Indiana 15 Sep 1996, Sun • Page 49)

Baumeister’s older brother Brad was found floating in a hot tub in Texas just before Herb’s [alleged] suicide. Brad’s death remains an unsolved mystery. Perhaps the Baumeister family just had a run of bad luck.

Other signs something wasn’t quite right: Baumeister drained the family’s money through unexplained ATM withdrawals, he became impotent with Julie had a stash of orgy-filled porn, many of his friends didn’t even know she existed, he flirted with other women at parties and called himself James Bond, and she caught him watching the neighbors having sex through a hole he made in their attic.

Indianapolis highway linked with Satanism:

https://eu.indystar.com/story/news/2018/07/12/indiana-satanists-adopt-highway-inverted-crossroads-effort/778550002/

(Thrift story donates to local charity

by James M. Keough Jr.

INR-1989-04-29_01)

For Julie Baumeister, opening a thrift store to benefit a charitable organization not only required time, patience and hard work, but a considerable amount of her own money as well.

Baumeister, who intends to donate 40-60 percent of the proceeds generated by ‘’Sav-A-Lot’’ to the Children’s Bureau, not only provided all of the manpower to ensure the opening of the store, but donated better than $150,000 to see her lifelong dream come to its fruition.

‘’It means everything in the world to me to make sure the store succeeds for the Children’s Bureau,’’ said Baumeister, manager of the store. ‘’I’ve worked about 16-18 hours per day for the last nine months. This is going to be big business. It is here to serve the people in the community, and ultimately, the Children’s bureau.’’

Baumeister , a former English teacher at Broad Ripple High School from 1971-75, and a native of the Devington area, approached the Children’s Bureau with the idea last spring.

Altough Baumeister provided all of the resources to open the store, it is considered the property of the Children’s Bureau.

The Children’s Bureau is a private, non-profit child welfare agency. Originally established in 1851, the agency has years of experience in providing programs for the care and welfare of children. The five primary services provided by the agency are: counseling, foster care, adaptation, expectant parent services and group home care.

Baumeister, a professional volunteer, has worked with the Sunnyside Guild and the Benefit Guild, and has served as a Jr. League volunteer.

‘’There is a real need to raise funds and it takes a lot of man hours to do that,’’ said the 40-year-old Baumeister, ‘’I wanted to start something from scratch and stay with it.’’

‘’Sav-A-Lot,’’ which opened on April 10, offers everything from men’s and women’s clothing to bicycles.

According to Baumeister, all of the items sold in the store are acquired through door-to-door solicitation. Persons throughout the community are contacted by telephone, and upon agreeing to make donations, are visited by a representative of the store.

The items are then collected, marketed and distributed in the bright, colorful, Devington area facility.

‘’We very much wanted to change the typical image of thrift stores,’’ said Baumeister. ‘’Our store is bright, clean and pleasant. We want people to go there and feel that it is a nice place to be.’’

Baumeister’s husband Herb, and Dixie Packard help in the daily operations of the store.

https://vault.fbi.gov/hebert-baumeister/hebert-baumeister-part-01-of-01/view

Hebert Baumeister Part 01 of 01

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NU2uRXYY6ac @1:01:30

Ive been hearing about a video on the darknet of Herb killing a man on camera during a ritual. Allegedly the bed begins to levitate and then shatter. Anyone know if this is factual? These groups do love their snuff films so i wouldnt doubt it.

From the book "Notorious 92: Indiana's Most Heinous Murders in All 92 Counties" (pg. 129) -

https://books.google.com/books?id=If9GiGRV7a8C&pg=PA127&lpg=PA127&dq=Stephen+Nawrocki+skull+lake+wawasee&source=bl&ots=y8CY0RJt5E&sig=ACfU3U0jITfAz8tE5psFYL3NKMpOi8N3kA&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiI_aLM6frkAhVszlkKHSkNDn8Q6AEwDHoECAUQAQ#v=onepage&q&f=false

"Bones found in July 2000 at Lake Wawasee in Kosciusko County where Herb was known to vacation were later ruled ancient bones of a Native American and not related to the Baumeister case."

I knew about the tapes but Sonia Leerkamp being involved in the possible cover up with the Baumeister and other high profile cases is noteworthy.

What is mind boggling is that the Children's Bureau was affiliated with the Baumeister's despite the fact Herb and his behavior was well documented. Another thing to make note of is that he had access to three different properties during this time as well.

Excellent post. I wasn’t aware of Baumeister’s connection to government foster services.

In researching his ties to the Indianapolis Children’s Bureau I found this amazing article:

https://wickedwe.com/herbert-richard-baumeister/

It details police and FBI gatekeeping/interference and has many interesting details such as this bit about his videotape collection:

“The evening before he died, a Canadian trooper had stopped him to ask why he was sleeping in his car under a nearby bridge. He told her that he was merely a tourist passing through and was grabbing a moment’s rest. At that time, she noted some luggage and what looked like a pile of videotapes in his backseat.

“Were these videotapes of the murders he committed in the pool at Fox Hollow Farms?” asks private detective Virgil Vandagriff. “We will never know, for after he died there were no signs of the tapes on him nor in his car. He must have tossed them in a lake before he shot himself.” He muses, then adds, “And perhaps it is for the best.”

I also noted the presence of Prosecuting Attorney Sonia Leerkamp on the Fox Hollow Farm property as it was being investigated. Do prosecuting attorneys normally aid police in investigating crime scenes?

Sonia Leerkamp has had allegations of incompetence and coverups in her career. Possible connection with the mythical Smiley Face killers as well... From https://advanceindiana.blogspot.com/2010/06/sonia-leerkamps-madness-continues.html?m=1

Wednesday, June 09, 2010

Sonia Leerkamp's Madness Continues

Hamilton County residents have less than seven months more of the prosecutorial madness from its long-time county prosecutor, Sonia Leerkamp, and it couldn't end soon enough. If you're wealthy, influential or viewed as part of the in-crowd, Leerkampt turns a blind eye to your criminal actions. If you're an innocent, caring mother from an average family who adopts a baby overseas that turns out to have suffered a serious brain injury, she will cause your other children to be taken away from you and charge you with murder when your infant child dies, even when the testimony of an expert witness tells you the infant had the brain injury when the mother adopted the child months earlier.

Well, do you remember the 19-year-old Purdue student who disappeared after leaving a party in a gated community in Fishers a few months back? He was found a few days later in a retention pond a very short distance from the home where he was attending a party. His blood alcohol level was 0.19, and he tested positive for marijuana. After investigating the case, here's Leerkamp's verdict as reported by WRTV:

Charges will not be filed in connection with the death of a Purdue University student who drowned in a Fishers retention pond.

The body of Patrick Trainor, 19, was found in his car in a pond in the Breakwater subdivision in Fishers on March 24, days after he attended a party in the neighborhood, police said.

Hamilton County Prosecutor Sonia Leerkamp's office had been looking at the possibility of filing charges against the adults who hosted the party, but she told 6News' Joanna Massee on Wednesday that she could not find a crime that fit the circumstances.

Trainor had a 0.19 percent blood-alcohol level before he drowned and had marijuana in his system before his death, the Hamilton County Coroner's Office said.

Hundreds of volunteers spent four days searching for Trainor, who it was later determined had never left the subdivision.

You can't help but wonder if Trainor had left a party held at some working stiff's house instead of a home in a gated community, whether Leerkamp would have thrown the book at the people who hosted the party. Instead, "she could not find a crime that fit the circumstances." Similarly, she refused to bring sex-related charges against the Carmel High School basketball players, who according to the victim, had his clothes removed and was anally penetrated by the perpetrators. "There was conflicting evidence," she said. In another case ten years ago where a freshman swimmer was similarly sexually assaulted by several of his teammates, she said the other kids were "mean to him because he suffered from a learning disability" in explaining the reason she brought no charges in that case. The legal community in this state had better figure out how to get its act together. People, including this attorney, are losing faith in the system.