Dawn Fehring: A Missionary Dies Too Young

Eric Hayden Randomly Preys on a Neighbor
(‘Nice Threads,’ Forensic Files)

Dawn Fehring smiling
Dawn Fehring was described as having a low-risk lifestyle

At the time of her death in 1995, Dawn Fehring had plans to visit Russia and Israel. But she never got a chance to exchange her dollars for rubles or read up on safety tips for travel in the Middle East.

The bible student met her end on her own turf — in an area of Washington state known for safety.

For this week, I looked for a little more information on Dawn’s short life and the case, so let’s get going on the recap of the Forensic Files episode “Nice Threads” along with extra information from internet research.

Take a bow. Dawn Rene Fehring was born in Olympia, Washington on April 27, 1968, the second of Carl and Dottie Fehring’s four children. Always interested in languages, Dawn was an exchange student to Paris and Vienna, where she learned to speak French and German.

In 1986, she graduated from Olympia High School in the top 10 percent of her class, according to her obituary. She earned a bachelor’s degree from California Lutheran University.

Dawn, who played the violin, was the secretary of the Capitol Youth Symphony Association, and she worked at Christ the Servant Lutheran Church in Lacy.

A public park with a partly covered bridge
The Kirkland area features such attractions as Juanita Bay, where bird-watchers look for great blue herons

Door open. After doing missionary work and teaching English in Japan, the 27-year-old returned to Washington to work toward a certificate in cross-cultural ministries at the Lutheran Bible Institute in Issaquah.

She moved into the Salish Village Condominiums in Kirkland, an area with a low crime rate and high population of well-educated people. Sources vary as to whether Dawn was renting or borrowing the condo, but most say that she was housesitting for friends in Japan.

On May 14, 1995, about two weeks after Dawn returned to the U.S., a firefighter neighbor noticed her door open and went inside to investigate. He saw freshly baked cookies on the counter and Dawn’s body on the floor. Rigor mortis had set in. She had died on May 13.

Cookies vs. brownies. A clerk at a Fred Meyer supermarket witnessed Dawn shopping for baking ingredients at the store on May 12, the last time she was seen alive. The night of the murder, Dawn was making chocolate chip cookies as a gift for Mother’s Day. As prosecutor James Konat noted during his Forensic Files interview: What could be more American than baking chocolate chip cookies for one’s mother?

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(According to The New Detectives episode “Infallible Witness,” Dawn was making brownies, but the show got at least two other facts wrong, so I’m trusting Forensic Files on this one.)

Police arrived to find Dawn with a fist-sized bruise on the back of her head. She’d been sexually assaulted and strangled to death with her own bedsheet.

Image on fabric. First responders noticed ash marks on the bedding and a cigarette burn on a table, which almost certainly came from the attacker. Dawn didn’t smoke, and she reportedly kept her home immaculately clean.

In what must have been a horrible surprise, Dawn’s 13-year-old sister, Joy, called to check on Dawn, only to have a police officer answer the phone, according to the Seattle Times.

Forensic investigation revealed that bloodstains on the bedsheets came from Dawn. The bleeding originated from injuries to her mouth and hymen (a word we rarely hear today, which is probably a good thing), according to court papers.

Dottie and Carl Fehring
After the murder, Carl and Dorothy Ann “Dottie” Fehring moved to California to be closer to one of their sons

Criminal returns to scene. A forensic examiner soaked Dawn’s bedsheet in amido black liquid, which exposed a hand and fingerprint in blood, but there wasn’t enough definition to make them identifiable.

Investigators checked on the whereabouts of local sex criminals around the time of the murder, but they all had decent alibis.

Police then turned toward someone who had actually brought himself to their attention. A prosecutor would later describe Eric Hamlien Hayden as a big slob who was hanging around the crime scene. Hayden asked investigators whether his own safety was in danger from some unknown assailant.

Alibi dies. Hayden, a 32-year-old mill worker, occupied an apartment upstairs from Dawn’s in the complex at 12515 N.E. 132nd.

He lived with his girlfriend, but a neighbor recalled seeing him standing around outside barefoot in the rain while smoking cigarettes and eyeing the women who came and went.

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When questioned at the police station, a nervous Hayden said he had an alibi: He was out drinking with friends at the time of the murder. Apparently his friends wouldn’t cover for him or never existed, because he later changed his story to say he was alone.

Highly suspect. Hayden told his girlfriend that he was too drunk that night to remember where he had been, according to court papers.

“His story wasn’t washing,” Kirkland Police Sgt. Gene Markle told the Seattle Times. “Every instinct you had was telling you something wasn’t right.”

Fortunately, a forensic lab made a breakthrough more concrete than instinct.

Scientific advance. Erik Berg, a forensic supervisor at the Tacoma Police Department, used pattern removal filters to subtract the thread pattern from the images in the blood on Dawn’s bedsheet. He came up with a clear print that matched one that police had on file for Eric Hayden because of a drunk driving action against him.

Dawn Fehring in a newspaper photo
Dawn Fehring didn’t date, drink, or use drugs

“Bingo, it was him,” Berg told 60 Minutes. “I got a phone call two hours later saying he was in custody.” Police deposited Hayden in King County jail and set bond at $500,000.

The methodology that identified Hayden became known as digital fingerprint enhancement. The 60 Minutes episode would later call it a silver bullet.

Strangers in the night. When the trial kicked off, a judge allowed the prosecution to present the digital fingerprint enhancement evidence.

Prosecutors made a case that Hayden was coming home from drinking and noticed that Dawn had left the door open, probably to let out the heat from the oven. The two didn’t know each other except possibly in passing, they believed. Dottie Fehring said that Dawn hadn’t met the neighbors yet.

Hayden entered Dawn’s apartment through the open door with the intent of raping her, the prosecution contended. The New Detectives suggests a slightly different narrative, although it was to the same end. The show theorized that Hayden used a ruse to get Dawn to open the door for him and then inadvertently propped the door open when a bedroom slipper got caught at the edge while he was making his getaway.

Voice from beyond. Whatever the scenario, the prosecution contended that Hayden struck Dawn on the back of her head, knocking her down, and then sexually assaulted and killed her. When he got up, he steadied himself by placing his hand on the mattress, leaving a bloody print. While contemplating what he’d done, he smoked a cigarette and snuffed it out on the table, leaving the ashes and burn mark.

Defense attorney Andrew Dimmock argued that the police had no evidence against Hayden except for the digital fingerprint enhancement, which was a new science.

James Konat in a tie and jacket
Prosecutor James Konat appeared on both Forensic Files and the New Detectives

The jury, however, put faith in the prosecution and convicted Hayden of murder.

At the sentencing hearing, Dawn’s mother showed a Mother’s Day card with Dawn’s photo and played a recording of Dawn singing hymns such as “I’ve Been Blessed.”

The prosecution asked for a 41-year sentence, but Judge Marilyn Sellers gave him 26.

Zero vindictiveness. Dottie Fehring told the Seattle Post-Intelligencer that she was grateful for the sentence because an offender like Hayden would likely strike again and she didn’t want other families to face an ordeal like hers.

She wasn’t bitter, however. “Anger is not what you do when life creates problems,” she said, as reported in the Seattle Times. “You need to create peace. There’s no help in striking out again.”

After Hayden went to prison, the Fehring’s sent 200 of their friends cards handmade by Dawn.

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Constructive idea. Next up, the Fehrings created the Dawn Fehring Love of God Award to financially help aspiring missionaries. They raised funds in part via entertainment. A May 1, 1999 item in the News Tribune noted a variety show including magicians, puppets, and Dixieland music with a suggested admission price of $5 per person.

The Fehrings have also supported other charitable causes as a tribute to their lost daughter.

Dottie, Carl, and their son Jeff paid $1,500 each to participate in the Jimmy Carter Work Project in Maragondon in the Philippines, where they labored under the sun to build two houses for poor people. A story in the News Tribune reported that Carl worked so hard that he suffered from heat exhaustion and had to receive fluids from medical workers, but he went back to work the next day.

Mucho dinero. Carl said it was doing the work that Dawn would do.

Eric Hayden in orange prison uniform
Little has been made public about Eric Hayden’s life before or after prison

“She was so full of life and love,” her mother told The Olympian newspaper in 2001. “It’s amazing what she packed into 27 years.”

Dawn’s other legacy was that her murder spurred police departments across the country to use digital fingerprint enhancement — despite that the technology package cost around $40,000 at the time.

Living quietly. Investigators can now identify criminals “drunk enough or stupid enough to leave their fingerprints in the victim’s blood,” according to James Konat.

So what happened to the man whose crimes fostered a forensic tour de force?

It appears that Eric Hayden served his 26 years and slipped out of sight. The Washington Department of Corrections doesn’t list him as a prisoner and there’s no obituary for him.

Let’s hope he’s gained some respect for human life or at least a little reverence for the technology that can catch evildoers like him.

That’s all for this post. Until next time, cheers. RR


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Gary Ackley: Homicidal Meltdown

A Metal Worker’s Foray into Murder Is Not So Bright
(‘Elemental Clue,’ Forensic Files)

During an appearance on Forensic Files, a Washington state prosecutor noted that Gary Ackley was “not a very intelligent fellow.”

I’ll say.

He killed two women and left both of their murder scenes littered with incriminating evidence.

A young Gary Ackley in a closeup
Gary Ackley

Not only was he careless but also oddly inconsistent. On one hand, he lived out a common fantasy by silencing his mother-in-law forever. On the other, he did something that no one aspires to — killing his own best friend.

Fancy stuff. Gary, who was also memorable for sporting a mullet with a salon-fresh look, maintained his innocence and went to trial despite forensics that pointed directly to him. For this post, I got some details on his double murder trial.

So let’s get going on the recap of “Elemental Clue,” along with extra information from internet research:

The story opens with footage of a uniformed server delivering stemmed glassware to passengers on the Spirit of Washington Dinner Train, which looks like a nice ride.

Sew troubling. When the train made an unexpected stop in Woodinville on June 21, 1997, passengers gazing out a window spotted what looked like a body partly covered by some brush and sticks in a creek.

Police found a dead woman wearing a blue nightgown and bedroom slippers. An empty pack of Basic cigarettes lay near her.

Arlene Jensen in a headshot
Arlene Jensen

Authorities identified the victim as Arlene Jensen, a 53-year-old commercial seamstress missing since May 26, 1997. Her employer had called her son, David, when she didn’t show up for work. The next day, David notified police.

Shiny, shiny. When investigators visited Arlene’s condominium in the Kingsgate building in Bellevue, they saw cigarette ashes littering a table and two Basic brand cigarettes thrown in the toilet — unflushed, so it was pretty clear a woman didn’t do this. Plus, Arlene smoked Marlboros.

Arlene’s blue and white floral bed sheets had bloodstains on them.

The bedding also held tiny metal fragments, similar to ones found with her body in the creek.

No one had stolen anything from the condo.

Out of another era. Suspicion soon fell upon Arlene’s son-in-law, Gary Ackley, 28. He and her daughter Julie, also 28, had two children and had been together for more than a decade. They were common-law husband and wife.

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Arlene’s mother, Alice Vermillion, who appeared on Forensic Files, noted that Arlene and Gary didn’t particularly get along. Alice, a proper-looking woman notable for dressing like a 19th-century First Lady, said that in fact, no one in the family liked Gary.

Apparently, Arlene didn’t approve of the way Gary treated her grandchildren and let him know it. (Not to blame the murder victim, but criticizing the way people bring up their kids is not a pathway to a cordial relationship.)

Iron man. According to an AP account, Arlene made some child care arrangements without Gary’s consent and he complained to a co-worker that his “old lady’s mom” was “sticking her nose into my business.” He reportedly called Arlene a bitch and possibly even the C-word.

The Spirit of Washington running through a forested area
The Spirit of Washington featured formal dining service with such meals as “prime rib with mixed vegetables, mashed potatoes and a dish of apple-horseradish sauce,” recalls train enthusiast Glen Brewer

“Arlene had previously threatened to report Ackley to Child Protective Services,” according to court papers, “and in response, Ackley had threatened to kill her.”

Gary smoked Basic cigarettes, and he worked as a machinist at Pacific Tool Inc., where he used lathes and sanders on metals.

Another victim. Scientists identified the metal shavings and fragments from the murder scene as coming from the same source as metal particles found at Gary’s home. In other words, he must have carried those things with him wherever he went. Plus, beige fibers found near Arlene’s body matched the fabric in the backseat of one of Gary’s cars.

Soon, a second homicide in the Seattle area would make headlines.

On Aug. 10, 1997, campers discovered a woman’s body in a shallow grave along Miller River Road near Skykomish. Police identified her as Stephanie Dittrick, 29 years old and missing since July 5, 1997. She worked as an administrative assistant or a circuit board tester (media reports vary).

A headshot of Stephanie Dittrick
Stephanie Dittrick

Childhood pals. Small fragments made of steel and brass lay on Stephanie’s body.

Friends remembered seeing Stephanie talking to Gary at a Fourth of July party at her residence in Redmond. One guest recalled that Gary mentioned he played drums in a rock band (hence the extra-long statement mullet).

Stephanie had known Gary since childhood, when both of their families lived in Union Hill, and they were best buddies. Her brother, Todd, was also close to Gary.

Utter disbelief. Neighbors had seen Gary and Stephanie leaving her mother’s house together on July 5.

On August 15, 1997, Gary Ackley was arrested and taken to King County Jail for investigation of two counts of homicide.

“This is not the little boy I remember,” Stephanie’s mother, Diana Russell, told the Associated Press. “My heart is broken.”

Incriminating himself. At the September 1998 trial (an earlier one had quickly ended in a mistrial), prosecutors made a case that Gary worried that Arlene’s interference would end up getting his kids taken away from him.

Photo of an industrial sewing facility
Employees at the sewing factory where Arlene Jensen worked were the first to note her disappearance

He crept into Arlene’s apartment while she was sleeping and killed her —medical examiners never determined the cause of death, noting only “homicidal violence” — and then he put her body in a car and hastily buried it in the wooded area, prosecutors contended.

They believed Gary blurted out his secret that he’d murdered Arlene to Stephanie, then panicked and killed Stephanie to silence her. (Stephanie’s manner of death, like Arlene’s, was attributed to nonspecific homicidal violence.) A shopping bag near Stephanie’s murder scene bore Gary’s fingerprint.

Bad trip. Stephanie’s friend John Johnson testified that Stephanie told him she knew of a secret that might come back to hurt her.

Earlier, Judge Norma Huggins had forbidden him from bringing up something in court that he told prosecutors pretrial: Stephanie asked John, “Do you think Gary Ackley would hurt me?” according to Seattle Times reporting. The judge had also stopped Stephanie’s friend Dan Monise from testifying that Stephanie told him that Gary confessed to Arlene Jensen’s murder; it was hearsay.

But the prosecution won the right to take jury members to visit the locations where the murder victims were found. Gary, who sported short bangs and no more party in the back at the trial, was not happy about that decision.

Alice Vermillion shown in her home with an old-fashioned lamp
Alice Vermillion’s obituary noted that she liked to create blankets and lampshades and write poems

Budding florist? Defense lawyer Jeff Ellis argued that it would prejudice jury members to see Gary wearing shackles and handcuffs while accompanying them to the two sites. Captain Manning of Kings County Jail suggested a concession — putting the hand restraints to the front of Gary’s body and covering them with a jacket or towel. Gary ultimately decided to sit out the field trip.

Meanwhile, Deputy Prosecutor James Konat had circumstantial evidence tying Gary to the murder. For one, the day Arlene went missing, Gary had called in sick to work, saying he’d been vomiting all night. But one witness reported seeing Gary driving his Trans Am and another spotted him in his red Toyota around the time he was supposed to be convulsed in nausea at home.

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Despite the particles of metal sprinkled all over both murder scenes, defense lawyer Jeff Ellis argued that no direct evidence linked Gary to the homicides. He maintained that his client was at home playing with his dogs and watering flowers when Arlene disappeared. Ellis rebutted the prosecution’s contention that because Gary had no one to corroborate his alibis, they must be false. Spending time by oneself didn’t add up to guilt, he noted.

Gary claimed he was at the Evergreen Speedway when Stephanie vanished, but it’s not clear whether anyone saw him there.

Gary Ackley shortly before his arrest, with his full mullet showing
Gary Ackley shortly before his arrest

Tears and drama. After deliberating for two days, the jury convicted Gary of first degree murder in Arlene Jensen’s death and aggravated murder in Stephanie Dittrick’s. The “aggravated” condition applied because he murdered Stephanie to cover up Arlene’s homicide.

“His face red, [Gary] shook his head and held a tissue to his eyes as King County Superior Court Judge Norma Huggins read the verdict,” the Seattle Post-Intelligencer reported. “Others in the courtroom on both sides of the case wept as well.”

Before the sentencing hearing took place, there was a wedding.

Open bar celebration. On Oct. 23, 1998, Julie Jensen married Gary Ackley in jail. By this time, they’d had a third child, conceived after Arlene’s death.

“I love him. I care for him. I believe in him,” Julie said at the sentencing hearing.

But most of those who spoke out at the hearing didn’t feel too kindly toward Gary. Julie’s brother, David, said that Gary had manipulated his sister. James Konat noted that Julie once landed in the hospital after a beating from Gary, the Seattle Post-Intelligencer reported.

Buh, bye. Stephanie’s friend Lee Pereira had no fond words for Gary either. “You’ve got control over nothing,” Lee said to him at the hearing. “Someday, you’ll get out — in a box.”

Gary received life without the possibility of parole plus 26½ years.

A package of Basic cigarettes
Ackley clearly didn’t understand the ‘Basics’ of evidence collection

He lost an appeal in 2001.

Today, Gary Ackley is better known as prisoner #946217 at the Monroe Correctional Complex in Monroe City just north of Seattle. The Washington Department of Corrections website doesn’t supply an updated picture so there’s no way of knowing whether or not Gary’s hairdo lives on.

The inmate’s disapproving grandmother-in-law, Alice Vermillion, died at the age of 90 in 2006. “I know that you are with Aunt Arelene & you both are watching over all of us,” wrote one of her grandchildren on her obituary page.

In another development relating to a figure in the case, James Konat resigned from his $147,500-a-year prosecutor job in 2012 amid accusations of racism. At a trial in 2007, he had stated that “black folk don’t testify against black folk.” Yikes.

And speaking of career derailments, the Spirit of Washington Dinner Train went out of business in 2007 because of highway construction and a decline in ridership. But it goes down in history as not only a wholesome tourist attraction but also a factor in finding a missing woman and helping to put a double murderer behind razor wire forever.

That’s all for this post. Until next time, cheers. RR


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