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September 13th, 2009
For a brief overview of the basic facts surrounding
this case, please see the post from Sept. 9, 2009.
“I WAS THE LAST TO BE WITH YOU”
That evening, Saturday, Sept. 19, 1992, after his trip to
Nebraska with Eric Stukel, Jason Adamson had to return to
work at the Fryn’ Pan restaurant (owned by Stukel’s
parents) while Stukel attended a party at Dan Fitch’s
apartment.
Just after 11:00 p.m. that same night, Eric Stukel would be
seen alone at the Cork N Bottle in Yankton, a liquor store
and popular hangout for teenagers.
Here, he would be confronted by DeeDee Budig, another of
Tammy’s friends, and would claim he had no clue as to
Tammy’s whereabouts. For all he knew, “She was probably
lying dead in a ditch somewhere.” *
At this point, Eric Stukel drops off the map and has no
reasonable answer for his whereabouts until between 3 and
4:00 a.m. the next morning.
From 11:00 p.m. to 3-4:00 a.m., not one person can account
for Eric Stukel’s presence. During homecoming weekend in
Yankton, South Dakota, a high school student would have a
hard time going unnoticed or unseen. There is only one place
I believe Eric Stukel could have been that night: out in the
ravine on County 121, alone with Tammy’s body.
“I was the last one to be with you,” Stukel would write to
Tammy after her body was recovered** and I believe he
meant this quite literally.
This visit on Saturday night, I believe, provides a rather
textbook explanation as to how urine matching Eric
Stukel got on the back of Tammy’s underwear.
Tammy’s body was found on the floor of the ravine,
facedown, with her pants pulled down until they were
hanging around one leg.
“I want to fuck Tammy’s cold body on a cold slab,” Stukel
wrote way back in June of 1991.
Though the semen found in the body might have gotten there
within 72 hours before her death, due to the lack of cross-
contamination between the urine on the underwear and the
urine on the jeans, and taking into account the lack of
opportunity that Stukel would have had for sexual congress
with Tammy on homecoming eve, only one logical
explanation remains for how urine matching Stukel’s blood
and secretion type got on the back of Tammy’s underwear.
“I’ll never be able to touch her body again,” several of his
friends heard him say after her body was discovered.
Though members of the prosecution privately alluded to this
act in chambers and suggested a level of deviance on Stukel’s
part in court, asking Stukel repeatedly the nature of his
sexual activities, I believe they withheld this information
from the jury for fear of its shocking nature. ***
More than likely, any prosecutorial suggestion of such an
act would have been met vehemently with objections and
quickly overruled for fear of mistrial.
Instead, the prosecution tried to allow the evidence to speak
for itself: Stukel was down in the ravine with Tammy's
body; Stukel had knowledge of the location of the body;
Stukel was the only likely candidate as her killer.
More than likely, however, most of the jurors probably
were incapable of processing such information.
By the time the defense had presented all their perjured
testimony, much of the concrete physical evidence presented
earlier in the week would have been lost to cheap emotional
appeals and petty courtroom theatrics, all better left to the
Lifetime movie-of-the-week.
Though as shocking in nature as Eric Stukel’s return to the
ravine might have been, the real crime happened on
Thursday when Stukel killed Tammy; and that was where
the prosecution tried to focus its case.
(Though difficult to speculate, the shocking nature of this
crime may have been the reason portions of the autopsy
involving indicators of rape or other sexual activity didn’t
appear in the autopsy report given to Tammy’s family,
though they did exist and were presented in trial.)
The physical evidence on its own, however, would not be
enough to prove Stukel's guilt beyond a reasonable doubt,
but…what if, after his visit to the ravine, he confessed?
STUKEL'S CONFESSION TOMORROW
m.c. merrill
* SOURCE: Rothanzl, Lorna. “Friends Testify at Stukel
Trial.” Yankton Press and Dakotan. Oct. 2nd, 1996.
** SOURCE: Letter written during police interview and
presented during prosecution testimony.
*** In a survey of 122 'necrophiliacs,' Dr. Jonathan P.
Rosman and Dr. Phillip J. Resnick determined that 68%
were motivated by a desire for an unresisting and non-
rejecting partner; 21% by a want for reunion with a lost
partner; 15% by sexual attraction to dead people; 15% by
a desire for comfort or to overcome feelings of isolation;
and 12% by a desire to remedy low self-esteem by
expressing power over a corpse. This study, be it small,
sheds insight into the motivations of those compelled to
visit and violate the bodies of the recently departed.
For a brief overview of the basic facts surrounding
this case, please see the post from Sept. 9, 2009.
“I WAS THE LAST TO BE WITH YOU”
That evening, Saturday, Sept. 19, 1992, after his trip to
Nebraska with Eric Stukel, Jason Adamson had to return to
work at the Fryn’ Pan restaurant (owned by Stukel’s
parents) while Stukel attended a party at Dan Fitch’s
apartment.
Just after 11:00 p.m. that same night, Eric Stukel would be
seen alone at the Cork N Bottle in Yankton, a liquor store
and popular hangout for teenagers.
Here, he would be confronted by DeeDee Budig, another of
Tammy’s friends, and would claim he had no clue as to
Tammy’s whereabouts. For all he knew, “She was probably
lying dead in a ditch somewhere.” *
At this point, Eric Stukel drops off the map and has no
reasonable answer for his whereabouts until between 3 and
4:00 a.m. the next morning.
From 11:00 p.m. to 3-4:00 a.m., not one person can account
for Eric Stukel’s presence. During homecoming weekend in
Yankton, South Dakota, a high school student would have a
hard time going unnoticed or unseen. There is only one place
I believe Eric Stukel could have been that night: out in the
ravine on County 121, alone with Tammy’s body.
“I was the last one to be with you,” Stukel would write to
Tammy after her body was recovered** and I believe he
meant this quite literally.
This visit on Saturday night, I believe, provides a rather
textbook explanation as to how urine matching Eric
Stukel got on the back of Tammy’s underwear.
Tammy’s body was found on the floor of the ravine,
facedown, with her pants pulled down until they were
hanging around one leg.
“I want to fuck Tammy’s cold body on a cold slab,” Stukel
wrote way back in June of 1991.
Though the semen found in the body might have gotten there
within 72 hours before her death, due to the lack of cross-
contamination between the urine on the underwear and the
urine on the jeans, and taking into account the lack of
opportunity that Stukel would have had for sexual congress
with Tammy on homecoming eve, only one logical
explanation remains for how urine matching Stukel’s blood
and secretion type got on the back of Tammy’s underwear.
“I’ll never be able to touch her body again,” several of his
friends heard him say after her body was discovered.
Though members of the prosecution privately alluded to this
act in chambers and suggested a level of deviance on Stukel’s
part in court, asking Stukel repeatedly the nature of his
sexual activities, I believe they withheld this information
from the jury for fear of its shocking nature. ***
More than likely, any prosecutorial suggestion of such an
act would have been met vehemently with objections and
quickly overruled for fear of mistrial.
Instead, the prosecution tried to allow the evidence to speak
for itself: Stukel was down in the ravine with Tammy's
body; Stukel had knowledge of the location of the body;
Stukel was the only likely candidate as her killer.
More than likely, however, most of the jurors probably
were incapable of processing such information.
By the time the defense had presented all their perjured
testimony, much of the concrete physical evidence presented
earlier in the week would have been lost to cheap emotional
appeals and petty courtroom theatrics, all better left to the
Lifetime movie-of-the-week.
Though as shocking in nature as Eric Stukel’s return to the
ravine might have been, the real crime happened on
Thursday when Stukel killed Tammy; and that was where
the prosecution tried to focus its case.
(Though difficult to speculate, the shocking nature of this
crime may have been the reason portions of the autopsy
involving indicators of rape or other sexual activity didn’t
appear in the autopsy report given to Tammy’s family,
though they did exist and were presented in trial.)
The physical evidence on its own, however, would not be
enough to prove Stukel's guilt beyond a reasonable doubt,
but…what if, after his visit to the ravine, he confessed?
STUKEL'S CONFESSION TOMORROW
m.c. merrill
* SOURCE: Rothanzl, Lorna. “Friends Testify at Stukel
Trial.” Yankton Press and Dakotan. Oct. 2nd, 1996.
** SOURCE: Letter written during police interview and
presented during prosecution testimony.
*** In a survey of 122 'necrophiliacs,' Dr. Jonathan P.
Rosman and Dr. Phillip J. Resnick determined that 68%
were motivated by a desire for an unresisting and non-
rejecting partner; 21% by a want for reunion with a lost
partner; 15% by sexual attraction to dead people; 15% by
a desire for comfort or to overcome feelings of isolation;
and 12% by a desire to remedy low self-esteem by
expressing power over a corpse. This study, be it small,
sheds insight into the motivations of those compelled to
visit and violate the bodies of the recently departed.
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