His Murder( and his girlfriend)
They were parking, as they used to call it. Two teenagers in the hills west of the city, just off Southwest Cornell Drive..
The boy, 19-year-old Larry Peyton, was a sophomore at Portland State. His girlfriend, Beverly Allan, also was 19 and a sophomore at Washington State..
They found Peyton the morning of Nov. 28, 1960, slumped behind the wheel of his car. He’d been stabbed 20 times, the back of his skull caved in..
But where was Allan? Her bloodstained coat was on the front seat, her glasses on the ground outside, one lens smashed..
They’d met the previous summer at Crater Lake where they both had summer jobs. She’d come down from Spokane, Wash., to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday..
After dinner with Peyton’s parents — Larry was still living at home — they’d taken off in Peyton’s Ford to look at the new Lloyd Center mall, which was then the pride of Portland..
Later that night, they were spotted cruising Broadway. What happened next — even after all the investigations, trials and appeals that would consume the better part of the next two decades — still is a dark and chilling mystery..
• • •
Forty-three days later, Allan’s body was found in a culvert next to the Sunset Highway, about 40 miles west of town. The autopsy revealed that she’d been raped repeatedly and strangled.
It was an anonymous call made, as it turns out, from a pay phone at a Fred Meyer store. Whoever made it sounded scared..
Don’t tell me the 47-year-old Peyton-Allan murder case — for years, the collective public nightmare of this city — is closed..
The Portland Tribune, Jul 10, 2007 By Phil Stanford
They were parking, as they used to call it. Two teenagers in the hills west of the city, just off Southwest Cornell Drive..
The boy, 19-year-old Larry Peyton, was a sophomore at Portland State. His girlfriend, Beverly Allan, also was 19 and a sophomore at Washington State..
They found Peyton the morning of Nov. 28, 1960, slumped behind the wheel of his car. He’d been stabbed 20 times, the back of his skull caved in..
But where was Allan? Her bloodstained coat was on the front seat, her glasses on the ground outside, one lens smashed..
They’d met the previous summer at Crater Lake where they both had summer jobs. She’d come down from Spokane, Wash., to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday..
After dinner with Peyton’s parents — Larry was still living at home — they’d taken off in Peyton’s Ford to look at the new Lloyd Center mall, which was then the pride of Portland..
Later that night, they were spotted cruising Broadway. What happened next — even after all the investigations, trials and appeals that would consume the better part of the next two decades — still is a dark and chilling mystery..
• • •
Forty-three days later, Allan’s body was found in a culvert next to the Sunset Highway, about 40 miles west of town. The autopsy revealed that she’d been raped repeatedly and strangled.
It was an anonymous call made, as it turns out, from a pay phone at a Fred Meyer store. Whoever made it sounded scared..
Don’t tell me the 47-year-old Peyton-Allan murder case — for years, the collective public nightmare of this city — is closed..
The Portland Tribune, Jul 10, 2007 By Phil Stanford
His Murder( and his girlfriend)
They were parking, as they used to call it. Two teenagers in the hills west of the city, just off Southwest Cornell Drive..
The boy, 19-year-old Larry Peyton, was a sophomore at Portland State. His girlfriend, Beverly Allan, also was 19 and a sophomore at Washington State..
They found Peyton the morning of Nov. 28, 1960, slumped behind the wheel of his car. He’d been stabbed 20 times, the back of his skull caved in..
But where was Allan? Her bloodstained coat was on the front seat, her glasses on the ground outside, one lens smashed..
They’d met the previous summer at Crater Lake where they both had summer jobs. She’d come down from Spokane, Wash., to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday..
After dinner with Peyton’s parents — Larry was still living at home — they’d taken off in Peyton’s Ford to look at the new Lloyd Center mall, which was then the pride of Portland..
Later that night, they were spotted cruising Broadway. What happened next — even after all the investigations, trials and appeals that would consume the better part of the next two decades — still is a dark and chilling mystery..
• • •
Forty-three days later, Allan’s body was found in a culvert next to the Sunset Highway, about 40 miles west of town. The autopsy revealed that she’d been raped repeatedly and strangled.
It was an anonymous call made, as it turns out, from a pay phone at a Fred Meyer store. Whoever made it sounded scared..
Don’t tell me the 47-year-old Peyton-Allan murder case — for years, the collective public nightmare of this city — is closed..
The Portland Tribune, Jul 10, 2007 By Phil Stanford
They were parking, as they used to call it. Two teenagers in the hills west of the city, just off Southwest Cornell Drive..
The boy, 19-year-old Larry Peyton, was a sophomore at Portland State. His girlfriend, Beverly Allan, also was 19 and a sophomore at Washington State..
They found Peyton the morning of Nov. 28, 1960, slumped behind the wheel of his car. He’d been stabbed 20 times, the back of his skull caved in..
But where was Allan? Her bloodstained coat was on the front seat, her glasses on the ground outside, one lens smashed..
They’d met the previous summer at Crater Lake where they both had summer jobs. She’d come down from Spokane, Wash., to visit over the Thanksgiving holiday..
After dinner with Peyton’s parents — Larry was still living at home — they’d taken off in Peyton’s Ford to look at the new Lloyd Center mall, which was then the pride of Portland..
Later that night, they were spotted cruising Broadway. What happened next — even after all the investigations, trials and appeals that would consume the better part of the next two decades — still is a dark and chilling mystery..
• • •
Forty-three days later, Allan’s body was found in a culvert next to the Sunset Highway, about 40 miles west of town. The autopsy revealed that she’d been raped repeatedly and strangled.
It was an anonymous call made, as it turns out, from a pay phone at a Fred Meyer store. Whoever made it sounded scared..
Don’t tell me the 47-year-old Peyton-Allan murder case — for years, the collective public nightmare of this city — is closed..
The Portland Tribune, Jul 10, 2007 By Phil Stanford
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