Atlanta Magazine article by Stuart Culpepper from August 1980. This article includes the initial investigation by Detectives Robert. H. Buffington and Danny Agan into the homicide of 14 year old Eric Antonio Middlebrooks in May 1980. Carpet fiber evidence discovered by Detective Bob Buffington from the victims hair was used at trial to convict Wayne Williams of two murders in the Atlanta Missing and Murders investigation.
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Atlanta Magazine article by Stuart Culpepper from August 1980. This article includes the initial investigation by Detectives Robert. H. Buffington and Danny Agan into the homicide of 14 year old Eric Antonio Middlebrooks in May 1980. Carpet fiber evidence discovered by Detective Bob Buffington from the victims hair was used at trial to convict Wayne Williams of two murders in the Atlanta Missing and Murders investigation.
Atlanta Magazine article by Stuart Culpepper from August 1980. This article includes the initial investigation by Detectives Robert. H. Buffington and Danny Agan into the homicide of 14 year old Eric Antonio Middlebrooks in May 1980. Carpet fiber evidence discovered by Detective Bob Buffington from the victims hair was used at trial to convict Wayne Williams of two murders in the Atlanta Missing and Murders investigation.
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52 Years On Peachtree Street
“A Dearth of Witnesses ‘Stuart Culpepper
Paul Hemphill
William Schemmel
“They were all nasty.
They all smelled like
them nasty old goats, and
they didn’t bathe”
(page 63)
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“We are still trying to
police the city the way we
did years ago, but it’s not
the same city any more.
The criminals we've got
now are smarter and
meaner — more
professional”
(page 74)
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By Stuart Culpepper * Photography By Fristoe Kent
Contrary to popular detective mythology, most
real whodunits are solved by citizens’ willingness to
tell what they know about a crime. Homicide
detectives with the Atlanta Bureau of Police Services
say the worst thing they have to deal with
is lack of public cooperation.
Homicide, n. The slaying of one human
‘being by another. There are four kinds
of homicide: felonious, excusable, just-
fiable and praiseworthy, but it makes no
great difference to the person slain
whether he fell by one kind or another
= the classification is for the advaniage
Of the lawyers
= Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s
Dictionary
If vou are afraid of being murdered,
there is more safety in deserting your
Family and having no friends than in ad-
ditional police, who rarely have the op-
portunity to prevent friends and relatives
from murdering each other.
— Ramsey Clark
Former U.S. Attorney General
Crime in America
‘There are times when homicide is justi
able. Indeed, there can even be a moral
requirement for homicide,
“ G. Gordon Liddy
Thou shalt not kil
= Exodus XX? 13
‘Three young men worry their offense ce
ports, cursing illegibility and lack of de-
tail
“Ya know what?” Detective L. W,
Henslee asks loudly and rhetorically. He
fs always loud, often thetorical. “They
should teach handwriting at the Acad-
femy. These reports look like they were
wwritien by doctors instead of patrol
“it wouldn’t hurt if they learned to
spell, either," adds a fourth young man,
Set. David Steltenpohl. The dapper
Morning Watch supervisor lovingly rolls
‘thin cigar between his long fingers, ig-
poring the reports.
Nobody laughs. Having been at work
ince midnight, they're too tired and
irritable, According to the ill-favored
wall clock in thelr spartanly equipped
cramped and dirty office, it’s 7:15 a.m,
Tn 45 minutes, they ean’ go home, but
for now they lethargically wade through
‘@ morass of reports, calling victims and
‘witnesses of assaults.
Well-dressed in suits and highly pol-
ished shoes or boots when they came 10
work, their coats now wilt on chait-
backs, their ties loosened and askew,
Their hair is neatly trimmed and
combed, though, and they could easily
be mistaken for bankers or insurance ex-
ecutives but for the .38 revolvers on
their hips, under their arms or riding
their ankles.
They are not good loan risks, how-
ever, because their salaries are lousy and
theit jobs don't make them welcome vis-
itors in the offices of insurance under.
writers. Yet, in a bureau of hundreds of
employees, they are considered the elite,
the créme de la créme.
They are Homicide detectives with the
Atlanta Bureau of Police Services and,
incredibly, they are — for the moment
= bored. As of this Monday morni
May 19, 1980, there have been only 76
criminal homicides committed or discov-
ered. The majority of these — 56 —
have been solved. The cases still open
are by no means forgotten, but they re-
‘quire new information to become really
active again.
‘Contrary t popular detective mythol-
‘ogy, most real whodunits are solved by
citizens’ willingness. to tell what they
know about a crime.
thas been a quiet, rainy night, ‘The
radio hasn't requested a Homicide unit
Even the telephone has been relatively
silent, One of the detectives growls and
hhurls the depariment’s daly bulletin at a
waste basket.
“You know the biggest difference be-
tween us and the Boy Scouts?”” he asks
the room-at-large.
“No, what?” the others chorus in
unison, already smiling at an old joke.
“The scouts have adult supervision!"
‘The phone rings and is snatched up in
mid-jangle, “Homo-cide! Oh, hi
what's happening? What's the body
count? Anybody shot, stabbed, choked,
poisoned or spanked? ..... Oh, that’s
‘what you wanna know, 1 thought maybe
you'd know something, being with the
news an’ all... Well, we got zer0
bodies this morning. How "bout that? It
was too wet for killin’, T guess
Okay, bye
Defective Bob Buffington shuffles up
a pile of finished reports and files them
‘away, calling to Steltenpohl. “Gimme
some more, Sarge. I've done all I c
with these."
Danny Agan and Henslee quickly of-
fer their stacks. Although the murder
rate is slow at the moment, the city’s 22
Homicide detectives, three Sergeants and
fone lieutenant ate also responsible for
investigating kidnappings, assaults and
any shooting involving a police officer,
‘As the result of a skyrocketing assault
rate, the squad suffers from a perpetual
logjam of paperwork, no matter what
the body count
‘As Buffington i energetically deluged
with every piece of paper in sight
radio erupts with @ request for
Homicide unit on the air” to respond,
Buff catches the call, and the 31-year
‘old, sandy-haired former nare with kind,
crinkly eyes is given a Southeast Atlanta
address for a 48" — “person dead.”
Danny and L, W. offer their com:
pany, and the three race for the eleva-
tor. Three floors down, they spill out
‘nto the wer, littered parking lot and pile
into one of the city’s rapidly deteriorat:
ing, unmarked Plymouths.
‘Twenty minutes later, the three detec~
tives and vo patrolmen stand in rain-
water and mud behind the Hope You
Like It bar, concentrating on the body
of a small black boy. There are wounds
fon his head, side, chest and an arm. He
is sprawled on his back, fully clothed. A
bicyele with flat tires lies near him,
‘There is very little blood.
Buffington calls for an Identification
Unit technician and the Medical Exam
incr. He notifies Sgt. Steltenpohl that he
has a “possible” homicide.
‘They pace the area, searching for any
signs which might tell them what hap-
pened.
"This might sound stupid,” offers a
rookie patrolman, “but why’ couldn't it
be an accident? What if he jus’ fell off
that slanty roof up there?”
“The only stupid question’s the one
you think of but don’t ask,” Henslee
fells him patiently, looking up at the
bar's roof.
“J don't think so,
“1 don’t either,”
Agan interjects
Henslee concludes.