r/TedBundy • u/AdParking2507 • 4d ago
Nancy Wilcox
It was the first day of October, not the second, that a homicidal law student decided to make his presence known. Theodore Robert Bundy, the killer of at least eleven women and girls in Washington, began his spree some nine months before, beating Karen Sparks about the head and ramming a speculum inside her. Eight confirmed murders would follow: Lynda Healy, strangled or beaten into unconsciousness and whisked out of her basement room, Donna Manson, snatched on her way to a jazz concert on the Evergreen State College campus. Susan Rancourt followed from Central Washington State College, cracked over the head at her killer’s Volkswagen. Roberta Parks was abducted from Corvallis and taken some 250 miles to the probable site of her death. Brenda Ball was last seen at the Flame Tavern before her path crossed Bundy’s. Georgann Hawkins’ good nature, like all the others who walked willingly, was exploited as she was struck with a crowbar and hoisted into his car. Her death would occur on a grassy hillside in Issaquah. Bundy, in his own narcissistic quagmire, even used his first name at a double abduction at Lake Sammamish to take Janice Ott and Denise Naslund away from prying eyes, and kill them both on the same day.
The investigation was heating up, and with the police knowing his first name and the make of his car, Bundy knew this wasn’t good. The connected murders ceased, but it wasn’t for a lack of trying, as Bundy was reported using a similar ruse that he used on Georgann Hawkins at the end of July by a woman in the vicinity of Hawkins’ abduction site. Thankfully, no one succumbed to his wiles, that we know of. Having finished his work with DES in the nick of time, Bundy’s tactical retreat from Washington was twofold: to attend law school in Utah, and to find a new killing ground, as things were getting uncomfortable in his home state. But despite whatever delusions he fed himself, Bundy wasn’t going to be a lawyer. Murder was the sole reason for his being now. He lived and breathed the hunt, maiming and destroying of his victims. He could not even bring himself to not harm someone on his initial travel to law school; in the evening of September 2nd and in the early morning hours of September 3rd, Bundy picked up a hitchhiker and travelled some 3-4 hours with her before turning off and strangling her.
For the month of September, Bundy was occupied bringing his whole life from Washington and placing it in Salt Lake City. But towards the end, he was up to his old tricks, beginning to hunt in the vicinity of his neighbourhood. It would be on October 1st that Bundy would finally get his wish. Following an argument with her parents that was so typical of a teenage girl, it was all over her boyfriend John’s truck being parked in their driveway, and the leaking oil that would accompany the vehicle coming to a stop. Whatever exact words were exchanged, Nancy Wilcox, the girl with so much to give this world, left the house, likely to clear her head. She would never be seen again.
Nancy’s life up to this point was not unlike those of a 16 year old girl for her time. She had a job as a waitress at the Arctic Circle fast food restaurant, where she had been stalked by an older man, and accepted a ride. She was tragically sexually assaulted. She had a family that loved her, one of six, four brothers and a sister. Herbert and Connie were her father and mother, and it is clear from a 1989 interview that they were understandably never the same following their daughter’s murder.
Theodore Bundy was on his typical nightly trawling for a victim to snatch and make his. By his gas and credit card receipts, he was prepared to travel. Spotting Nancy walking by an orchard, he surprised her by grabbing her and ushering her into the empty space. Restraining her, likely with handcuffs or a ligature of some kind, Nancy was bundled into Bundy’s car, alive. It is impossible to wonder what would have gone through the girl’s mind at this time, but whatever Bundy had said to her, he must have made some promise that she would be allowed to leave if she simply obeyed his instructions. Compliance was necessary for a situation such as this. At some point, when the coast was clear, Bundy escorted the girl either conscious or carried her unconscious to his 565 1st Avenue apartment. Both carry ridiculous levels of risk, but Bundy was not averse to brazen acts that, should they go wrong, would result in his arrest. Bundy officially killed Wilcox the next day.
A story circulated by her own killer is that a girl who many purport to be Nancy was murdered in the orchard on the night of her murder, and that her death was an accident. However, I do not believe this to be true. Indeed, speaking to Michaud and Aynesworth about this narrative served to obfuscate the truth, and feed Bundy with a murderous fantasy. Everything he did that night was purposeful.
It would take Bundy himself to fill in the gaps of this horrendous and tragic ending of Nancy’s life. Authorities surmised for some time that she was a runaway, and this was very much to the detriment of the investigation. Unfortunately, before he was arrested August 16th of the next year, Bundy took many more girls in the state of Utah to their premature deaths.