76-year-old man booked on murder of his wife

WASHINGTON CITY – The Washington City Police Department responded to a call at 8:46 a.m. today indicating a possible death in the Pine View Estates subdivision.

Through subsequent investigation it was determined that a homicide occurred at the residence. A 76-year-old man, was arrested and booked into the Washington County Jail on the charge of 1st degree murder for the death of his wife. It appears that the death was caused by trauma inflicted with a blunt object.

This investigation is on going and no further details are available at this time.

Ed. Note:  Persons charged are presumed innocent until found guilty in a court of law or otherwise by a trier-of-fact.

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10 Comments

  • DoubleTap October 31, 2012 at 12:50 pm

    Truely sad. Prayers for the family.

  • HiFlyer October 31, 2012 at 6:24 pm

    No winners in this case……. Prayers go out to the family….

    • DoubleTap November 1, 2012 at 11:42 am

      Murat, your parents and grandparents a “burden on the healthcare system” also. It is your assumption, by virtue of them being elderly. And you too will become a “burden of the healthcare system”, if you aren’t already.

  • Sunshine Girl November 1, 2012 at 7:59 am

    Murat you make the most distasteful and disrespectful comments. I’m sure you think your funny but I think your cruel. Your comments say a lot about your character :/
    My heart goes out to this family.

  • Amanda November 1, 2012 at 10:16 am

    @Murat

    You’re name says it all. You’re a RAT for making that comment. This is MY family and our hearts are broken that this happened.

    • Joyce Kuzmanic Joyce Kuzmanic November 1, 2012 at 11:14 am

      Amanda, St. George News offers you our heartfelt condolences.

      The rest of you – as provoked in the past, though we abhor censorship, this thread is simply closed to insults; it will remain open to other commentary. Please govern yourselves appropriately.

      • weeniew November 1, 2012 at 4:55 pm

        then why are these … still allowed to post comments 2 hours after you wrote this?

        Ed. elipsis imposed.

  • DoubleTap November 1, 2012 at 11:33 am

    Amanda, so sorry for your loss. Prayers to you and your family. Just ignor Murat, karma has a funny way of sneaking up on people.

  • Patricia Stone November 1, 2012 at 12:38 pm

    This is for Amanda and her family. It’s also for people like Murat – who have judged erroneously and callously. We all need to think first, before we speak:

    Footprints. Some are light and barely noticed, while some are heavy and leave a more lasting impression. And some, when pressed into soft and damp soil, then left undisturbed to dry, can harden into concrete immortality – to weather the comings and goings of many years. That is the kind of footprint that the Benson’s have left in my heart, and so very many others.
    David and Madelin Benson were gifted people. Sure, they had noticeable talents. He could carve and do amazing things with wood. He could work wonders in his yard. She could sew like you wouldn’t believe. And bake – oh my goodness – anything from Madelin’s kitchen was something to be desired and savored!! But the gifts I’m talking about were not so tangible.
    Madelin had a gift of making people feel really special. “You remind me of myself when I was young”, with a twinkle in her eye, and then she’d relate exactly how, with a fun story to go with it. “You are like a daughter to me – the daughter I never had”, spoken with tearful sincerity. “I call your home ‘The Children’s Home’ because of all the toys and kids in the yard. Reminds me of my home when my boys were all home”, laughingly and lovingly spoken. She would call you if she hadn’t seen you around in a while, just to check on you and see if you needed anything. If ever advice was dispensed, it was given with a little chuckle and a personal anecdote. So much wisdom, so lovingly shared with all who took time to talk with her. So many of us, her “sisters”, wanted to be just like her someday.
    One of my favorite memories of Madelin is when she was speaking to the young women in our congregation. I don’t remember the particular subject, but I will always remember her advice on posture and countenance. She told the girls (more than once over the years) to stand straight and tall, chin up with a smile on your face. ”Don’t slouch (and she would demonstrate an effective slouch) like this! Stand up proud, like this!” And here is the part that always tickled me, “If you turn your thumbs out, like so (again demonstrated), it will be impossible NOT to stand straight!” And then she would walk, with perfect posture, around the room, beaming with that amazing smile of hers and looking each and every girl in the eye. Oh, how we loved her! She was bigger than life in our little community!
    David was gifted too. Always a mischievous twinkle in his eye, he could tease and joke and cajole a smile out of the grumpiest of us. He always had a kind word and the type of friendly “hello” that made you feel like you were his best buddy. If he was out working on his trailer or in his garage, you could not walk by without him coming out to greet you and exchange some happy words. He was knowledgeable and wise, but self-effacing about it, never acting like he was better than anyone. He was a man who could walk into a room, and like his wife, brighten it immediately. He could sometimes get serious, about serious stuff, like, raising children correctly or how to have a good marriage.
    David also had a way with the youth. They appreciated the way he could get “real” with them, joke and laugh with them. They could tell that David could remember how it was to be young and make crazy decisions. They loved the way he would talk to them and remember their names.
    A good marriage? Well… they had a great one. I never saw a more adoring and devoted couple. When they would gaze at each other, you could tell they were still crazy in love. They knew each other’s faults (who wouldn’t after 55+ years) but they didn’t see that when they looked at each other. They would still walk hand in hand, a little spring in their step still, and wave to and visit with all they met! Madelin would often dole out little tidbits on how to treat your man. And David would do the same, telling the “guys” how to keep their wives happy. They loved each other with the kind of ‘forever’ love that most of us envy.
    I have known David and Madelin for about 12 years. They have been in my home many times, and I have been in theirs. I have seen them on sunny days, cloudy days, metaphorically speaking, and on days of working on humanitarian quilts, and gathering stuff for the pioneer treks. I have observed during her surgeries and illnesses when he so unfailingly cared for her and nursed her back to health. I have been a partaker of their unselfish service and warmth, their kindly wisdom and their sincere friendship. I have known them, and am a better person because of it.
    The word “amazing” is an over-used word that has lost much of its meaning. But there is no other word for these two dear people. If anything can define David and Madelin, it would be the true meaning of the word, amazing. Their deeds, their kindnesses, their service, their family, their effect on those fortunate enough to have known them have all been AMAZING. A person could not have encountered them and not have been affected by them in some way for good. They were that kind of couple.
    This, all that I’ve said, is what defines and tells us the story of ‘David and Madelin Benson’. It still doesn’t do them justice, but it’s the best I can do to remember their legacy. Their “footprints” in my life, in my heart, will last forever. I loved them then, I still love them now, and I always will.

  • urbanboy November 1, 2012 at 8:45 pm

    So sad, best wishes to the fam. But what a real Halloween terror, indeed!

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