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Hi, crime junkies. I'm your host, Ashley Flowers.
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And I'm Britt.
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And I have an interesting one for you today, one where I ask you to put aside old tropes and quick judgments and listen all the way to the end of the story. Because you just might find the thing that I have come to learn over the years, that when you go beyond the surface level of a case, things are never as simple as they appear. Because this case, on its surface, seems like one that you might have heard before. A tragic tale old as true crime. Woman tells her husband she wants a divorce. Woman goes missing and husband does and says all the wrong things, which make everyone around him think that he is, oh, so guilty of a crime that they can't prove even happened. He eventually dies under a cloud of suspicion, and the case is still unsolved. But if the husband did it and it was that obvious, why couldn't police make their case for just a moment? I want us all to consider something. What if the reason this case hasn't been solved isn't because answers went with her husband to the grave? What if it's because no one ever looked for answers in the right place? And if we could step back and reconsider what we think we know, Is it possible to finally find Bonnie Lee Schult? In the summer of 1997, Bonnie Lee Schulz found herself in a position that many women have. She had gotten married young to her high school boyfriend and jumped quickly into the role of homemaker, following her husband's job wherever it took them. In over 26 years of marriage, she raised two kids who she loved more than anything. But no amount of love from them back could fill the space that she felt growing between her and her husband, Rick. It wasn't the kind of thing that I think happens all at once because of something said or done. It's this, like, lifetime of small decisions that send two people growing in separate directions. But there came a time for Bonnie when I think finding a way back to each other probably didn't seem possible. About the time her youngest would have been going into first grade, Bonnie decided to join the workforce. So she got a job at a company called rgis or sometimes called Regis, doing inventory audits at stores in the area. I don't know if the goal was just to, like, get a little more independence and identity outside of the home or if it was just to have some extra money since her husband kept her on a tight budget, but it served to do both nonetheless. And Rick wasn't a Fan Bonnie told her friend Diane that Rick made it clear, I mean, she could go get her full time job, but he still expected her to have the house cleaned and dinners ready at the same way he did when she was a stay at home mom. So she juggled it all. But with time away came perspective. And perspective is everything. The more Bonnie was around other people and saw other relationships, she became less satisfied with her own. Now, I have no idea how many conversations she and Rick had in the privacy of their own home about her unhappiness or the unique challenges of their relationship. But they never discussed marital problems in public, at least not until 1997. That's when things were coming to a head. Aside from whatever she was feeling internally about her marriage, her mother got diagnosed with cancer and made a quick decline. She passed away in 1995, which I'm sure kind of brought with it a whole other host of feelings. And so by Easter 1997, when her and Rick were in Wisconsin for her niece's first communion, Bonnie's brother Mike says that he and his siblings witnessed the first fight that he had ever seen between the couple. Bonnie had instigated it, pointing out that Rick didn't do things for her that other husbands did for their wives. The specifics are lost on Mike all these years later, but he said it was kind of her just being like, you know, so and so does this for their wife. This person does that. You don't do any of these things for me. And he said it might have started as banter, but it actually got heated until finally the couple just, like, stopped. And probably in, like, good Midwest fashion, everyone sat in awkward silence for about half a second before trying to just, like, change the sub and pretend like they didn't see what just happened.
