The most disgusting serial killer that not many people know about
In the ’60s in Sydney a serial killer was stalking the city killing homeless men and leaving their bodies in the park but cutting off their genitals. They died from multiple stab wounds, usually 30 to 40 before being left castrated and naked around the city.
On the 2nd of June 1962 , the killer, William Macdonald sat in the lunch room of the Post Office, just on the outskirts of the city where he worked reading about the 4th victim found less than a kilometre away in Bourke Lane and joined in the conversation with his colleagues about how this must be the work of a psychopath
Nobody knew Macdonald was working under an assumed name, Alan Edward Brennan, and when he left his job he purchased a mixed business in the suburb of Concord under the same name using his savings and severance pay.
He paid the deposit but within a week the urge to kill struck again. He found a man in Burwood Park in a neighbouring suburb and took him back to his residence which was above the shop.
There he went into a frenzied attack and in the privacy of his room, he continued stabbing the victim till he ran out of breath and turned and went to sleep with his dead victim lying next to him in a pool of blood.
That morning he cleaned himself up and went down stairs to open the shop deciding to leave the body for later, but soon realised the blood from the upstairs residence had soaked through the floor boards and was dropping onto the counter. He closed up the shop, cleaned the room and stashed the body under the shop propped up against the foundations.
Fearing the man would be missed and he might get caught, he headed immediately for Queensland.
Three weeks later the neighbors noticed the shop had not opened and an odour was emanating from it, so called police to investigate. The police found the body under the shop but it was so decomposed it was unrecognisable. They surmised Brennan (Macdonald) had gone under the shop to do electrical work and had electrocuted himself. An autopsy determined that the body was of someone in their forties, which tallied with records of the missing shop owner. A notice was published in a newspaper obituary column. This was read by his former workmates at the local post office, who attended a small memorial service conducted by a local funeral director.
Not hearing anything about the murder, Macdonald assumed the police had worked out it was him and were keeping this murder quiet as they would be looking for him. He moved to New Zealand a year later. Soon curiosity got the better of him and he decided to fly back to Sydney, check on the shop and try to work out whether the police had worked out that he was the killer.
On arriving in Sydney he was making his way down George Street in the heart of the CBD and coincidently ran into one of his work mates from the Post Office, John McCarthy.
“What are you doing here,? You’re supposed to be dead.” McCarthy asked
“What do you mean?”
“Come on let’s have a drink. I’ll tell you all about it.”
They ended up at a bar in the Hilton Hotel and after several drinks and McCarthy explaining that they had held a funeral for McDonald, and all the work colleagues showed up, it then dawned on him that if the body in casket was not Brennan, who was it?
“You have not told me what happened; why did you close the shop, where have you been and whose body was it?”
At that point MacDonald looked at his watch and said,”I’m late, I have to go, I’ll call you.” and rushed out of the bar. He headed for Melbourne, dyed his hair and grew a moustache and got a job under another name on the dock yards.
That evening though, McCarthy went straight to the police. They didn’t believe him and just assumed he was drunk and told him to go home and sleep it off, which he did. The next morning, sobered up he again went to police but they still brushed him off so he took his story to a national news paper, the Daily Mirror. They published the story under the headline “The case of the walking corpse”.
This forced the police to re-open the investigation. They exhumed the body and discovered, using fingerprints, that it was not MacDonald. They then made up an identikit picture which was circulated on news reports and in papers around the country.
Even though he had tried to alter his appearance, his Melbourne workmates recognised him immediately and he was arrested.
MacDonald spent the rest of his life in prison, eventually dying in 2015.
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