http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHsDa9_HSlA
When I first went to the barn where dad's body was - I walked in thru the big bay doors - - seen his body-image on the concrete... A horrible sight i will forever remember ~~~ ... I proceeded to walk to the new stereo system my dad had just purchased. I was curious - what was dad listening to.. I turned on the power and thru the speakers I heard - - TURN IT UP !! And Sweet Home Alabama came loud as crazy ! I proceeded to dance to Sweet Home Alabama with myself over my dad's bloodied image on the concrete..and cried my eyes out - danced with my dad's soul...
Terry and Darleen Anderson
Friday, October 8, 2010
Local murder gets national attention
2005 murder in LaGrange county still unsolved
Updated: Sunday, 14 Dec 2008, 10:56 PM EST
Published : Sunday, 14 Dec 2008, 10:36 PM EST
MONGO, IND. (WANE) - The search for answers in a local murder is getting beefed up. In October of 2005, Terry and Darleen Anderson were beaten to death inside their Mongo, Indiana home. That's in Largrange County.
Now, America's Most Wanted is featuring the double homicide on their website. Terry Anderson's daughter -- Sherry Musilek -- has been persistent about finding the murderer.
Awhile back, she started a foundation and also put up a billboard. She's hopeful this extra attention from America's Most Wanted will help solve the crime.They contacted the sheriff and asked them, and so I knew about it eight months ago, but I didn't know when or if it was going to happen," Musilek said, speaking on the phone from her home in Chicago.
She found out it would be on the website of America's Most Wanted in an e-mail the day before Thanksgiving. The case has only been on the website of America's Most Wanted for a few days. Musilek is hopeful that the case might be featured on the TV show.
A $20,000 reward is still being offered for information leading to the arrest and conviction of the murderer. Terry Anderson would have turned 63 on Sunday. Musilek says she and her late father shared the same birth month.
That fact, along with the Christmas holiday, makes this time of year even more difficult she says. But, Musilek says that the coverage from America's Most Wanted is encouraging.
Updated: Sunday, 14 Dec 2008, 10:56 PM EST
Published : Sunday, 14 Dec 2008, 10:36 PM EST
MONGO, IND. (WANE) - The search for answers in a local murder is getting beefed up. In October of 2005, Terry and Darleen Anderson were beaten to death inside their Mongo, Indiana home. That's in Largrange County.
Now, America's Most Wanted is featuring the double homicide on their website. Terry Anderson's daughter -- Sherry Musilek -- has been persistent about finding the murderer.
Awhile back, she started a foundation and also put up a billboard. She's hopeful this extra attention from America's Most Wanted will help solve the crime.They contacted the sheriff and asked them, and so I knew about it eight months ago, but I didn't know when or if it was going to happen," Musilek said, speaking on the phone from her home in Chicago.
She found out it would be on the website of America's Most Wanted in an e-mail the day before Thanksgiving. The case has only been on the website of America's Most Wanted for a few days. Musilek is hopeful that the case might be featured on the TV show.
A $20,000 reward is still being offered for information leading to the arrest and conviction of the murderer. Terry Anderson would have turned 63 on Sunday. Musilek says she and her late father shared the same birth month.
That fact, along with the Christmas holiday, makes this time of year even more difficult she says. But, Musilek says that the coverage from America's Most Wanted is encouraging.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Remembering Terry. Our Dad. Our Grandpa. Our Friend.
By: Sherry Musilek
Terry Anderson reminded everyone including me a cross between Santa Claus and Jerry Garcia from The Grateful Dead Band. I can almost smell the Old Spice cologne he wore since high school my mom always told me, lingering in the room as I am typing. Just thinking about dad brings heartbreaking tears because of how he died, but also brings a huge smile as he always had his way of making me laugh. My mother said to me while I was growing up that I had a lot of traits of my father and it might be the reasons for my rebellious personality. I am blessed to have known my father and to have established a relationship. Rick and I had an adult/daughter and adult/son relationship with Terry and we all respected that and cherished the moments and time we were able to share together.
Terry was a turkey and deer hunter. There wasn't a time when we would visit and dad would be walking around with a plastic vibrating turkey call in his mouth - just chirping away and making all sorts of noise. He would call me from the tree stand of his choice on his 11 acre property early on a Sunday morning during turkey season from his cell, detailing the beauty of the sunrise and how he was going to be catching a 'gobbler' anytime now. Many turkey tail fans where displayed in his workshop for him to boast and chat about to his family and friends. Every November my husband Eric and I would be sure we save vacation time and spend opening day of deer season with dad and Darleen. Dad would crack me up with his camouflage outfits and sneak off into the woods searching for deer. I would tell him he looks just like a bush. He would mostly return with a prize catch and everyone would gather around in his shop and cook the deer. Dad had his way every moment with the cleaning and cooking process of each catch and it always turned out perfect on his potbelly wood burning stove. That iron skillet and a few onions - just melts in your mouth.
Terry collected coins from Franklin Mint and other various coin companies. When we would visit, he would break out his new additions and explain the importance of each to his growing set.
He was a sponsor for Alcoholic's Anonymous (AA) for over 16yrs. During his early teen/adult years and into his 40's, Terry had an addiction to alcohol. He eventually realized this and turned his entire life around for the positive. I can personally say that I had a large influence in his decision to do so. I was not raised by Terry Anderson. I met my father at the age of 19yrs old. My entire childhood and into early adult hood, I always knew that my mother had remarried (Ken Kwiek and my brother Kenny Kwiek is my half brother who I am very close to) and Rick and I have a biological father. I was curious and we searched him out. Rick and I met Terry and we all welcomed the new relationships. Darleen welcomed Rick and I and we never felt threatened in any way for walking into our father's life and her/Amanda's life. That was a very strange thing to happen. Terry had other children and this was his third marriage and these other children come around. Here we come around all grown up and wanting to be a part. She welcomed and we respected. I realized dad's issue with alcohol and Darleen and I would spend time together a lot playing with Amanda - while dad was drinking and carry on. Terry had issues with drinking and having his first children now adults around and seeing the true person he was and not the 'mentor' Rick and I had hoped for. He really turned to drinking more often and it really was affecting us and our relationship. We did not search for Terry to take the place and be a father to us. We wanted just to be a part of his life and to establish a family. A few years went by and during one of my visits he was really hitting the liquor. He did not have desires to fish or any outdoor activities like horseshoes or ATV riding. I told him at that visit that I do not want to see him in this stupor anymore and that I will not be visiting him until he chooses to change his life. I also swore to him that if he does not change his ways soon that his daughter Amanda, who was 3 or so years old at the time, might not want him in her life like I did and leave him for good. I walked out and 9 months later he phoned me and asked me to come and visit him. He told me he was six months sober and he had changed his life for the better. He was actively involved with AA and NA and would I visit and attend a meeting with him. I agreed. Since that day we had such a fantastic relationship. We communicated weekly and scores of pictures and happy memories filled the photo albums. Eric and I watch Amanda grow and it was always a 'holiday' when we would visit dad.Terry breathed for fishing. He loved to fish. Any kind of fishing. His favorites were ice fishing and pan fishing. Cell phone rings and its dad. He's on frozen lake with his Ford F250 and catchin 'em. Mostly his passion was musky fishing or should I really say muskie 'hunting'. He would spent plenty of money and hours of his time buying lure and equipment so he can venture out to one of his favorite fishin spots Webster Lake Indiana. Dad would spend hours working the water on one of his 'sport minnies'. He was a musky fishing guide for northern Indiana/southern Michigan area. He had his own motor craft and everything needed to have a glorious day on the lake 'catchin 'em'. Dad would drive up to visit me during January because Harper Collage has a yearly Musky Show that dad would never miss. Dad would make Eric wake up at 6am to drive out there and be the first ones there. Dad had to get the mug they gave out to the first 50 people. He and Eric would come back with just all sorts of lure and baits. Dad would spread out his prizes and talk about what each would do in the water and how it would attract the musky. I have fished many of hours and spent many hours cleaning and frying up blue gills or sunfish with my dad. But, I never got a chance to musky fish with him. It was difficult since the birth of our son and the limited time I had for recreation outside of Nicholas.
I look in the trees. Look up. Dad always told me to look into the trees. Listen. Respect the land and respect nature. Know the enemies of the woods. Keep your sense of direction. He was a smart man. Terry was knowledgeable woods man and bird lover. He had humming bird feeders and all other kinds of bird feeders everywhere. Finches and blue birds would gather around his shop window while we sneaked a peek of them thru the darkened window he had. Bird book in hand, he would tab to one of his pages he had marked, and tell me about the bird I had just seen. We could sit for hours. He had a horse named Serge when I first met him. And a huge 700lb pig named Oink Johnson. He actually slaughtered Oink Johnson and we ate breakfast paddies and pork chops the size of plates for years. Darleen never did partake in eating Oink Johnson as he seemed to have had a soft part in her heart and she thought of him like a pet after time. Country folk are different than city folk I realized and Dad being raised country understood the respect for meat and using cattle and farm animals for food. He loved domesticated animals also. Plenty of rabbits, guinea pigs, cats and dogs ventured in and out from my dad's place. 'Splatt the Cat' was one of many cats that roamed dad's place. Banjo (Ben) was my favorite dog as well as Chelsea. They were similar yellow dogs as dad favored the yellow colors and both were well over 200 lbs. Each in their own special way, were the most lovable to snuggle up next to on the living room floor just watching the Friday Night Fights that dad loved to watch. Banjo had his score of chasing down his own deer and many times dad would find one in his yard that Banjo decided to tackle down. That explains Roscoe, the dog we adopted after the murder. He is 18months old, 120 lbs and yellow. He was my dad's next yellow dog and I could not imagine anyone taking care of him except me. Darleen loved the smaller dogs. Jack Russell dogs were her favorite and she had a few that really made friends with dad even tho he preferred the larger Mastiff or Norwegian Elkhound type dogs.
Dad could drive, fix, build or run any type of machine or tool known. When I was hangin out with Dad it was always an adventure. We really had fun and laughed. Dad played lottery all the time. Talked about how if he would win the big one, it would be glory for all in the family. Dad actually had an Indian teepee in his yard. We would spend hours in it and cook all kinds of interesting things. I remember one cookout Dad went to the local butcher and purchased 25lbs of turkey nuts. I was like...turkey nuts??? And what are those? With a chuckle that only Dad had and the look thru one eye and the smirk of smile, he told me what they were. Well it turns out to be the testicles of turkey's and it's breaded and deep fried. Viewing those ready to be breaded in a large glass bowl did not give me any desires to try. Party goers who were locals never questioned and savored the delicacy that is rare and quite expensive to purchase I was told. Us city folk would never imagine. Still makes me quezy to think
Terry Anderson reminded everyone including me a cross between Santa Claus and Jerry Garcia from The Grateful Dead Band. I can almost smell the Old Spice cologne he wore since high school my mom always told me, lingering in the room as I am typing. Just thinking about dad brings heartbreaking tears because of how he died, but also brings a huge smile as he always had his way of making me laugh. My mother said to me while I was growing up that I had a lot of traits of my father and it might be the reasons for my rebellious personality. I am blessed to have known my father and to have established a relationship. Rick and I had an adult/daughter and adult/son relationship with Terry and we all respected that and cherished the moments and time we were able to share together.
Terry was a turkey and deer hunter. There wasn't a time when we would visit and dad would be walking around with a plastic vibrating turkey call in his mouth - just chirping away and making all sorts of noise. He would call me from the tree stand of his choice on his 11 acre property early on a Sunday morning during turkey season from his cell, detailing the beauty of the sunrise and how he was going to be catching a 'gobbler' anytime now. Many turkey tail fans where displayed in his workshop for him to boast and chat about to his family and friends. Every November my husband Eric and I would be sure we save vacation time and spend opening day of deer season with dad and Darleen. Dad would crack me up with his camouflage outfits and sneak off into the woods searching for deer. I would tell him he looks just like a bush. He would mostly return with a prize catch and everyone would gather around in his shop and cook the deer. Dad had his way every moment with the cleaning and cooking process of each catch and it always turned out perfect on his potbelly wood burning stove. That iron skillet and a few onions - just melts in your mouth.
Terry collected coins from Franklin Mint and other various coin companies. When we would visit, he would break out his new additions and explain the importance of each to his growing set.
He was a sponsor for Alcoholic's Anonymous (AA) for over 16yrs. During his early teen/adult years and into his 40's, Terry had an addiction to alcohol. He eventually realized this and turned his entire life around for the positive. I can personally say that I had a large influence in his decision to do so. I was not raised by Terry Anderson. I met my father at the age of 19yrs old. My entire childhood and into early adult hood, I always knew that my mother had remarried (Ken Kwiek and my brother Kenny Kwiek is my half brother who I am very close to) and Rick and I have a biological father. I was curious and we searched him out. Rick and I met Terry and we all welcomed the new relationships. Darleen welcomed Rick and I and we never felt threatened in any way for walking into our father's life and her/Amanda's life. That was a very strange thing to happen. Terry had other children and this was his third marriage and these other children come around. Here we come around all grown up and wanting to be a part. She welcomed and we respected. I realized dad's issue with alcohol and Darleen and I would spend time together a lot playing with Amanda - while dad was drinking and carry on. Terry had issues with drinking and having his first children now adults around and seeing the true person he was and not the 'mentor' Rick and I had hoped for. He really turned to drinking more often and it really was affecting us and our relationship. We did not search for Terry to take the place and be a father to us. We wanted just to be a part of his life and to establish a family. A few years went by and during one of my visits he was really hitting the liquor. He did not have desires to fish or any outdoor activities like horseshoes or ATV riding. I told him at that visit that I do not want to see him in this stupor anymore and that I will not be visiting him until he chooses to change his life. I also swore to him that if he does not change his ways soon that his daughter Amanda, who was 3 or so years old at the time, might not want him in her life like I did and leave him for good. I walked out and 9 months later he phoned me and asked me to come and visit him. He told me he was six months sober and he had changed his life for the better. He was actively involved with AA and NA and would I visit and attend a meeting with him. I agreed. Since that day we had such a fantastic relationship. We communicated weekly and scores of pictures and happy memories filled the photo albums. Eric and I watch Amanda grow and it was always a 'holiday' when we would visit dad.Terry breathed for fishing. He loved to fish. Any kind of fishing. His favorites were ice fishing and pan fishing. Cell phone rings and its dad. He's on frozen lake with his Ford F250 and catchin 'em. Mostly his passion was musky fishing or should I really say muskie 'hunting'. He would spent plenty of money and hours of his time buying lure and equipment so he can venture out to one of his favorite fishin spots Webster Lake Indiana. Dad would spend hours working the water on one of his 'sport minnies'. He was a musky fishing guide for northern Indiana/southern Michigan area. He had his own motor craft and everything needed to have a glorious day on the lake 'catchin 'em'. Dad would drive up to visit me during January because Harper Collage has a yearly Musky Show that dad would never miss. Dad would make Eric wake up at 6am to drive out there and be the first ones there. Dad had to get the mug they gave out to the first 50 people. He and Eric would come back with just all sorts of lure and baits. Dad would spread out his prizes and talk about what each would do in the water and how it would attract the musky. I have fished many of hours and spent many hours cleaning and frying up blue gills or sunfish with my dad. But, I never got a chance to musky fish with him. It was difficult since the birth of our son and the limited time I had for recreation outside of Nicholas.
I look in the trees. Look up. Dad always told me to look into the trees. Listen. Respect the land and respect nature. Know the enemies of the woods. Keep your sense of direction. He was a smart man. Terry was knowledgeable woods man and bird lover. He had humming bird feeders and all other kinds of bird feeders everywhere. Finches and blue birds would gather around his shop window while we sneaked a peek of them thru the darkened window he had. Bird book in hand, he would tab to one of his pages he had marked, and tell me about the bird I had just seen. We could sit for hours. He had a horse named Serge when I first met him. And a huge 700lb pig named Oink Johnson. He actually slaughtered Oink Johnson and we ate breakfast paddies and pork chops the size of plates for years. Darleen never did partake in eating Oink Johnson as he seemed to have had a soft part in her heart and she thought of him like a pet after time. Country folk are different than city folk I realized and Dad being raised country understood the respect for meat and using cattle and farm animals for food. He loved domesticated animals also. Plenty of rabbits, guinea pigs, cats and dogs ventured in and out from my dad's place. 'Splatt the Cat' was one of many cats that roamed dad's place. Banjo (Ben) was my favorite dog as well as Chelsea. They were similar yellow dogs as dad favored the yellow colors and both were well over 200 lbs. Each in their own special way, were the most lovable to snuggle up next to on the living room floor just watching the Friday Night Fights that dad loved to watch. Banjo had his score of chasing down his own deer and many times dad would find one in his yard that Banjo decided to tackle down. That explains Roscoe, the dog we adopted after the murder. He is 18months old, 120 lbs and yellow. He was my dad's next yellow dog and I could not imagine anyone taking care of him except me. Darleen loved the smaller dogs. Jack Russell dogs were her favorite and she had a few that really made friends with dad even tho he preferred the larger Mastiff or Norwegian Elkhound type dogs.
Dad could drive, fix, build or run any type of machine or tool known. When I was hangin out with Dad it was always an adventure. We really had fun and laughed. Dad played lottery all the time. Talked about how if he would win the big one, it would be glory for all in the family. Dad actually had an Indian teepee in his yard. We would spend hours in it and cook all kinds of interesting things. I remember one cookout Dad went to the local butcher and purchased 25lbs of turkey nuts. I was like...turkey nuts??? And what are those? With a chuckle that only Dad had and the look thru one eye and the smirk of smile, he told me what they were. Well it turns out to be the testicles of turkey's and it's breaded and deep fried. Viewing those ready to be breaded in a large glass bowl did not give me any desires to try. Party goers who were locals never questioned and savored the delicacy that is rare and quite expensive to purchase I was told. Us city folk would never imagine. Still makes me quezy to think
Terry and Darleen Anderson Foundation
Thank you for your interest in our foundation. Terry and Darleen Anderson were a life-loving couple that were savagely murdered in October of 2005. The Musilek and Anderson families have created this website to honor Terry and Darlene.
About the Foundation:
The goal of the foundation is to establish a monetary fund that will be used to help the communities that were home to Terry and Darlene. A portion of the fund will be set aside to be used as a reward for information leading the arrest and conviction of those involved.
The Terry and Darleen Anderson Foundation is headquartered in Crestwood, IL and is managed by Terry's daughter Sherry Musilek.Case Information:
The murder of Terry and Darleen remains an unsolved case. If you have any information that can help the authorities, please contact:
Sherrif Greg Dhaene
Detective Tad Oakley
La Grange County Sheriff
State Road 9 South & County Road 100 South
La Grange, IN 46761
(260) 463 - 7491
You can also contact the Crime Stoppers of South Bend City at:
Crime Stoppers of South Bend City
South Bend, IN
(574) 235 - 9115
Donation Information
Direct donations to the foundation can be made at:
Fifth Third Bank
ATTN: Chris Crull
15330 S. Harlem Ave.
Orland Park, 60462
(708) 614-1800
Account Number: 72342006923
About the Foundation:
The goal of the foundation is to establish a monetary fund that will be used to help the communities that were home to Terry and Darlene. A portion of the fund will be set aside to be used as a reward for information leading the arrest and conviction of those involved.
The Terry and Darleen Anderson Foundation is headquartered in Crestwood, IL and is managed by Terry's daughter Sherry Musilek.Case Information:
The murder of Terry and Darleen remains an unsolved case. If you have any information that can help the authorities, please contact:
Sherrif Greg Dhaene
Detective Tad Oakley
La Grange County Sheriff
State Road 9 South & County Road 100 South
La Grange, IN 46761
(260) 463 - 7491
You can also contact the Crime Stoppers of South Bend City at:
Crime Stoppers of South Bend City
South Bend, IN
(574) 235 - 9115
Donation Information
Direct donations to the foundation can be made at:
Fifth Third Bank
ATTN: Chris Crull
15330 S. Harlem Ave.
Orland Park, 60462
(708) 614-1800
Account Number: 72342006923
Monday, October 4, 2010
Justice for Terry and Darleen Anderson
This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no one else can fit. ♥ Missing you Dad. ♥ ♥ ~ Your daughter ~~ Sherry
Always and forever in search of justice
Once again it's October. Trying to keep a positive feel ~~ Dad loved this time of year ♥ ♥ Missing you terribly as the days get closer to 5yrs. ~~ Always and forever in search of justice. Your daughter....Sherry ♥
Local Family Searches For Closure To Brutal Murders
By Laura Donaldson
Local Family Searches For Closure To Brutal Murders
June 18, 2010
MONGO, Ind. (Indiana’s NewsCenter) – Family and friends gather to remember Terry and Darleen Anderson who were brutally murdered in their Mongo home on October 21st 2005. “Terry Anderson was my dad,” said Terry’s oldest daughter Sherry Musilek. “And I miss him so much.” Musilek has organized an annual memorial service for her father and stepmother. “The moment I got that phone call into my office it's completely destroyed a part of my life,” Musilek said. “They took away two people that had such an impact in my life, in my husband's life, in our family.” Police say 57-year old Darleen Anderson was found beaten to death inside her Lagrange County home. Her 60-year old husband Terry was found beaten in the family’s backyard barn. Police have been searching for the murderer for four years. “It was unreal that somebody would do that you know,” said family friend Phil Burlew. Burlew knew Terry Anderson for more than 30-years and says Terry is still watching over him at the noisy service. “The people who are cutting trees, that's what Terry did,” said Burlew. “It's strange that we're having this today and there's chainsaws out back, I mean that's great. He's telling us he's around. Makes me kind of happy.” Sherry says she's happy that people continue to come to the memorial service but she wants justice to be served for her family. “I'm not going to give up,” said Musilek. “Justice will come. It will I know it. I can feel it. And dad and Darleen are looking down and I know they're proud of me. I know they're not looking bad at me.” If you know anything that could help solve this case please call crime stoppers at 1-800-342-STOP.
Investigators Piece Together Timeline Of Couple's Final Moments
Over the course of their investigation, officers with the LaGrange County Sheriff's Department and the Indiana State Police have tried to establish a timeline of the Andersons' final moments.
From what they've learned, Darleen arrived home from work just before Terry on the evening of Thursday, October 20. A short time later, she went to The Mongo Country Store to play the lotto, one of the many hobbies the couple shared.Terry arrived home at 5 p.m. and within the hour, he went back to that same local shop to buy even more lotto tickets. After a brief conversation with the clerk, he returned home and headed out to his shed to tend to his tractor.
Darleen, meanwhile, had been working inside the house, and decided to pay a visit to her mother, who lived in a nearby trailer on the Andersons' multi-acre property.
Police tell us Darleen spent just a short time with her mom before making her way back home to prepare snacks for herself and Terry.
It was fitting that Darleen's final gesture was one of kindness and love for her beloved husband.
Moments later, an unknown assailant savagely ended Darleen's life.
From what they've learned, Darleen arrived home from work just before Terry on the evening of Thursday, October 20. A short time later, she went to The Mongo Country Store to play the lotto, one of the many hobbies the couple shared.Terry arrived home at 5 p.m. and within the hour, he went back to that same local shop to buy even more lotto tickets. After a brief conversation with the clerk, he returned home and headed out to his shed to tend to his tractor.
Darleen, meanwhile, had been working inside the house, and decided to pay a visit to her mother, who lived in a nearby trailer on the Andersons' multi-acre property.
Police tell us Darleen spent just a short time with her mom before making her way back home to prepare snacks for herself and Terry.
It was fitting that Darleen's final gesture was one of kindness and love for her beloved husband.
Moments later, an unknown assailant savagely ended Darleen's life.
Terry & Darleen Anderson~The dead cannot cry out for justice; it is a duty of the living to do so for them
Tragedy Rocks Small Town; Cops, Victims' Family Seek Justice.
Violent crime is virtually nonexistent in LaGrange County, Ind. That's especially true of the town of Mongo, where most everyone lives in relative peace, lacking much of the stress and chaos found in the nation's larger cities.
In that regard, Terry and Darleen Anderson were no different. The pair had been married for 25 blissful years, but for Terry, it was his third marriage; for Darleen, it was her first.
Between the two of them, they had a sprawling family, including a 20-year-old daughter, Amanda, who they raised in Mongo.Terry had four other children over the years, including two from his first marriage, Rick and Sherry, who he'd lost contact with after he split from their mother in the late 1960s.
Only when Sherry and Rick turned 18 did they really get to know Terry and Darleen; it was then that they sought Terry out and repaired the bonds that had been broken after their parents' mutual split.
In the years they spent apart, Sherry and Rick each moved to Chicago and developed a lifestyle quite different from their father's, full of the hustle and bustle of city life not found in the quaint parts of Indiana from where Terry hailed.
Once reunited with Terry, their new-found relationship had a profound impact on their lives.
By sharing his experiences and wholeheartedly opening himself up, Terry opened his grown children's eyes to a world they'd never before known.
Whenever Rick would visit with Terry and Darleen, he considered their time together very special, as their property was "serene, and it was a place to get away from life," says Rick. "It was a place you can relax, hang out and just...spend time with Dad."
"Dad was a pure woodsman," said Sherry. "He taught me about nature and being outdoors."
Rick, who Terry referred to as his '#1' since Rick was his firstborn, would always go fishing with his father whenever he came to visit.
However, the frequency of Rick's visits slowed down when he moved to California in the mid-1980s.
Sherry's visits, which were slightly more frequent, were often retreat-like for her, as well. When they'd venture into the woods together, Terry would often tell Sherry to take a step back, look into the trees and "watch the birds" -- many of which he could identify by using a special 'bird book' he often carried with him.
Among Terry's other interests were deer and turkey hunting, waterskiing, off-roading on ATVs, and virtually any outdoor activity
Terry was proud to be a Musky fisherman guide on lakes throughout Northeast Indiana and even won the first ever Webster Lake Musky Club Iron Man contest, in which participants fish for muskies for 24 straight hours.
Darleen, however, was quite different from her husband, as she was far more domestic and significantly less apt to get her hands dirty. In her spare time, she loved trinket shopping at antique stores and garage sales. Sherry would often go shopping with her, and if Darleen found something cute for the house, she'd purchase it and display it proudly in their home.
Together, Terry and Darleen complimented each other perfectly, and shared a normal, happy life. Each held steady jobs: Terry worked at a tree/vegetation removal and utility company, Darleen at a dairy product manufacturer, and both enjoyed their daily routines.
Every night after work, Terry would often spend hours in the huge barn far behind their home, diligently working on his tractor or various other projects. In the meantime, Darleen would get things done inside the house until it came time to wind down for the evening.
Eventually, the Andersons would relax together in front of the television before settling into bed.
This routine came to define the Andersons' life together, and though they led ordinary lives, theirs were honorable, as well.
But tragically, on the evening of October 20, 2005, their lives came to a shocking and horrific end.
The Andersons were savagely beaten to death in the sanctity of their very own home that they each took so much pride in maintaining, and now cops need your help to find their cold-blooded killer.
It was fitting that Darleen's final gesture was one of kindness and love for her beloved husband. Moments later, an unknown assailant ended Darleen's life.
Violent crime is virtually nonexistent in LaGrange County, Ind. That's especially true of the town of Mongo, where most everyone lives in relative peace, lacking much of the stress and chaos found in the nation's larger cities.
In that regard, Terry and Darleen Anderson were no different. The pair had been married for 25 blissful years, but for Terry, it was his third marriage; for Darleen, it was her first.
Between the two of them, they had a sprawling family, including a 20-year-old daughter, Amanda, who they raised in Mongo.Terry had four other children over the years, including two from his first marriage, Rick and Sherry, who he'd lost contact with after he split from their mother in the late 1960s.
Only when Sherry and Rick turned 18 did they really get to know Terry and Darleen; it was then that they sought Terry out and repaired the bonds that had been broken after their parents' mutual split.
In the years they spent apart, Sherry and Rick each moved to Chicago and developed a lifestyle quite different from their father's, full of the hustle and bustle of city life not found in the quaint parts of Indiana from where Terry hailed.
Once reunited with Terry, their new-found relationship had a profound impact on their lives.
By sharing his experiences and wholeheartedly opening himself up, Terry opened his grown children's eyes to a world they'd never before known.
Whenever Rick would visit with Terry and Darleen, he considered their time together very special, as their property was "serene, and it was a place to get away from life," says Rick. "It was a place you can relax, hang out and just...spend time with Dad."
"Dad was a pure woodsman," said Sherry. "He taught me about nature and being outdoors."
Rick, who Terry referred to as his '#1' since Rick was his firstborn, would always go fishing with his father whenever he came to visit.
However, the frequency of Rick's visits slowed down when he moved to California in the mid-1980s.
Sherry's visits, which were slightly more frequent, were often retreat-like for her, as well. When they'd venture into the woods together, Terry would often tell Sherry to take a step back, look into the trees and "watch the birds" -- many of which he could identify by using a special 'bird book' he often carried with him.
Among Terry's other interests were deer and turkey hunting, waterskiing, off-roading on ATVs, and virtually any outdoor activity
Terry was proud to be a Musky fisherman guide on lakes throughout Northeast Indiana and even won the first ever Webster Lake Musky Club Iron Man contest, in which participants fish for muskies for 24 straight hours.
Darleen, however, was quite different from her husband, as she was far more domestic and significantly less apt to get her hands dirty. In her spare time, she loved trinket shopping at antique stores and garage sales. Sherry would often go shopping with her, and if Darleen found something cute for the house, she'd purchase it and display it proudly in their home.
Together, Terry and Darleen complimented each other perfectly, and shared a normal, happy life. Each held steady jobs: Terry worked at a tree/vegetation removal and utility company, Darleen at a dairy product manufacturer, and both enjoyed their daily routines.
Every night after work, Terry would often spend hours in the huge barn far behind their home, diligently working on his tractor or various other projects. In the meantime, Darleen would get things done inside the house until it came time to wind down for the evening.
Eventually, the Andersons would relax together in front of the television before settling into bed.
This routine came to define the Andersons' life together, and though they led ordinary lives, theirs were honorable, as well.
But tragically, on the evening of October 20, 2005, their lives came to a shocking and horrific end.
The Andersons were savagely beaten to death in the sanctity of their very own home that they each took so much pride in maintaining, and now cops need your help to find their cold-blooded killer.
It was fitting that Darleen's final gesture was one of kindness and love for her beloved husband. Moments later, an unknown assailant ended Darleen's life.
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