The Observer’s Jas Obrecht seems to have become quite smitten with convicted “Hot Rod Killer” Bill Morey, who served a rather light 19 years for murdering a nurse on her way home from the night shift when he was 18 (after two unsuccessful attempts by him and his two accomplices to kill other young women walking alone at night in the Old Fourth Ward.) Of course, there’s nothing wrong with a writer seeing the humanity in a killer, but the distance here between journalist and source is perhaps a little too close. The piece concludes:
My friend Bill Morey died the next day, on August 26, 2005. The obituary in the Ann Arbor News made no mention of his crimes, featuring instead one of his favorite quotations, from Rafael Sabatini’s Scaramouche: “He was born with a gift of laughter and a sense that the world was mad.” Morey himself would be the first to admit that he’d contributed to that madness. Personally, though, I’ll miss the laughter.
We hope he’s actually referring to the family-sponsored death notice; a newspaper would be rather remiss to leave out the fact that the subject of an obituary was at the center of one of the area’s most famous murder cases. Mad, one might even say.