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Early on the bitterly cold Minnesota morning of January 19, 1986, a wealthy Alexandria businessman shot and killed his girlfriend in the midst of psychosis combined with his depression. Jolted back to reality by the discharged revolver, he raced downstairs and frantically drove himself to the nearby law enforcement center for help. So began a 23 year nightmare, now, within the labyrinth of a state hospital system. His release blocked because he declined programs unsupported by research as reducing risk, or anything else; milieu therapy, from which no one gets better; evaluations worded to support an intended outcome, and unclear motives of others, some suggesting financial advantages for keeping him confined. As a forensic psychologist court ordered to review his case in 2006, I supported his release. This story may leave you with more questions than answers related to psychiatric care, but it begged to be told, and begs more to be read.
While Rockford City had its share of secrets usually known only to law enforcement, the period of time following the disappearance of Milton Beardsley, the crematorium manager for three decades, was the most profoundly confusing. People were missing, some never to be found. Community members looked to the authorities for answers, of which there were few to none. One person did know what was happening. He knew about all the missing persons. And he always knew when it was the exact time to move on before the darkness of his secrets became revealed.
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