Six years ago today, Stacey Burns was likely thinking about a Mothers’ Day weekend without her three youngest children. According to interviews I’ve conducted with friends and acquaintances, Stacey’s ex-husband (or soon-to-be-officially) Ed insisted on having the three girls and she finally relented. Sometime in the afternoon of Friday, May 8, 2009, Mr. Burns came to the house to pick them up for the weekend. Apparently less than a hour later, he called Stacey’s mother to ask if she could watch the girls for the weekend since he realized that he had a prior commitment. He did not return to Wolfeboro to allow the girls to stay with Stacey for the special weekend. Speculation as to why certainly continues to this day.
Six years ago today, the final weekend in the life of Stacey Burns began. It ended about thirty-six hours after she waved goodbye to her three little girls for the last time. It ended in the most horrible way possible. Yet, after these six years, her killer remains free.
My naïve, trusting nature tells me that the police are still working feverishly to find her killer, as some comments on this blog indicate. My realistic, cynical nature tells me that this killer might be going to live out a full life in freedom and that the entire investigation has lapsed into a reactive mode rather than a proactive one.
What do you think as the final hours to the sixth anniversary close in?
i am so angry every time I pass her house. I am furious with her X husband, the house painted red like her blood, the people who are covering up the murder. I feel that anyone covering for the killer(s) is as much a murderer as the perpetrator. I believe that there are three people who may be guilty and may even have planned it.
Including the children and the mother in the alibi was brilliant. Doing the murder in N.H. where the political elite class running the justice dept. never takes a chance of losing and buying the perfect murder kit (union suit,booties,gloves,mask, machete and knife) all lead up to the perfect crime. Ed may be sick, but he sure is smart.
It is terrible that it’s gone on so long without closure for those poor children and all who loved Stacey.
A feel a dull ache like a bruise that you can’t see but it’s there. Some days it’s just dull, other days it’s throbbing. Today it’s throbbing. The ineptness ( whether deliberate or not) in investigating this murder is horrible. Keep writing about it, Duke. Your words certainly will leave their mark.