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Carter Roy
Foreign this is Crime House. Missing person cases are always unsettling. One moment someone's here, the next they're just gone. Not only is it heartbreaking for those left behind, but it's also incredibly frustrating. Especially when they vanish without a trace. In 1958, Ken and Barbara Martin loaded up their station wagon and set off for a day trip with their three daughters. They were driving along the Columbia river in Oregon and planned to return home to Portland that evening. Instead, they were never seen again. In the wake of their disappearance, the authorities searched tirelessly for any sign of the family. But it was like they'd vanished into thin air. And decades later, we still don't have the full story. In place of answers, the public has come to their own conclusions. Some believe it was nothing more than a tragic accident that the family was swept away in the river's powerful current. Still others think there was something more sinister at play. They believe the Martins weren't victims of Mother Nature, but victims of a stone cold killer. People's lives are like a story. There's a beginning, a middle and an end. But you don't always know which part you're on. Sometimes the final chapter arrives far too soon and we don't always get to know the real ending. I'm Carter Roy and this is True Crime Stories, a Crime House original powered by Pave Studios that releases every Tuesday and Thursday at Crime House. We want to express our gratitude to you, our community, for making this possible. Please support us by rating, reviewing and following Murder True Crime Stories wherever you get your podcasts and to enhance your Murder True Crime Stories listening experience, subscribe to Crime House plus on Apple Podcasts. You'll get ad free listening, early access to every two part series and exciting bonus content. This is the first of two episodes on the Martin Family. In December 1958, they left their home in the suburbs of Portland, Oregon and were never seen again. The mystery of what happened to them has haunted the Pacific Northwest ever since. Today I'll introduce you to Ken and Barbara Martin, as well as their four children. I'll explain how this picture perfect family seemed to have it all until a Christmas outing ended in tragedy. Following their disappearance, detectives searched tirelessly for the family and eventually a harrowing discovery changed the course of the entire investigation. Next time I'll continue the investigation into their disappearance and the many theories about what might have actually happened that December day. I'll also tell you about the shocking modern day discovery that might finally provide closure to the Martins loved ones. All that and more coming up. It's wild how much we've been trained to think nice has to mean expensive. Quince completely flips that idea. I've been updating my wardrobe with their staples. I've got linen shorts, linen pants, linen shirts. My name is Carter Roy. Obviously I have to get the corduroy pants and everything I've tried has been a total win. Their lightweight pants are my new everyday favorite. You will not see me without them on. They're comfortable enough to lounge in but still look sharp enough to wear out. They are perfect. I've also got my eye on their travel bags and some linen sheets. They've got a whole home section that's just as thoughtfully designed as their clothing. And the best part they Quint's costs half as much as similar brands. They work directly with top artisans and skip the middlemen, so you're getting luxury quality without the luxury markup. Plus, they're committed to safe and ethical manufacturing. Keep it classic and cool with long lasting staples. From quince go to quints.com crimehouse for free shipping on your order and 365 day returns. That's Q U I N C E.com crimehouse to get free shipping and 365 day returns. Quince.com crimehouse just got a new puppy or kitten.
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For over 60 years, the story of the Martin family has captivated the country and the world. But when there's so much focus on what happened to them, it can be easy to forget that they weren't just a mystery to be solved. They were real people whose absence left a deep void for the loved ones they left behind. Unlike the rest of his family, Ken Martin wasn't an Oregon native. He spent the first seven years of his life in South Dakota, where his father, Edward, was a reverend at a Presbyterian Church. In 1911, Edward was offered a job as Northwest superintendent for the American Sunday School Union. It was a big promotion, and he jumped at the opportunity, moving his family out west To Oregon. They settled in the Rose City park neighborhood of Portland. The tree lined streets were quiet and suburban, perfect for a young family to put down roots. And the Martins were in good company. There were plenty of other young kids in the area for 7 year old Ken to play with. As the years passed, he became especially friendly with a girl named Barbara Cable. Born in 1910, Barbara was originally from Brownsville, a small town about 88 miles south of Portland. The Cables had apparently migrated there as pioneers in the early 19th century before eventually making their way to Portland. It's not clear how or when they met, but as soon as Ken and Barbara crossed paths, they shared an immediate connection with her. Bright smile and outgoing personality, Barbara was hard to miss. In 1918, at eight years old, she even won Junior Queen at the first ever Portland Rose Festival. Over the next decade, Ken and Barbara continued to grow closer. By 1929, it was clear that they were in it for the long haul. And they decided it was time to tie the knot. They got married that same year, when Barbara was 19 and Ken was 25. Their life as newlyweds was happy and hectic. A year after their wedding, Ken and Barbara welcomed their first child, a son named Donald. Around the same time, Ken hit a big milestone when he graduated from Oregon Agricultural College with a degree in electrical engineering. Soon after, he got a job with the Portland General Electric Company. At the time, the United States was in the thick of the Great Depression and yet the Martins seemed to be doing well. Despite widespread unemployment, Ken's job at PGE remained secure and reliable. So much so that while others were struggling to make ends meet, he and Barbara were able to purchase a newly built home in 1932. It was on Northeast 56th Avenue in Rose City park, the neighborhood they'd both grown up in. Ken and Barbara dubbed their home the Martin Manor and had a custom sign next to the front door. Their good luck continued to hold even when the US entered World War II in 1941. Somehow, 35 year old Ken managed to avoid the draft. But he still wanted to do his part. So he volunteered as a forest lookout. Oregon, with its vast forests, supplied a lot of lumber for the war effort. Volunteers like Ken spent days at a time stationed in remote cabins, keeping watch for enemy aircraft as well as signs of forest fires. Ken was perfect for the job. He'd been an active member of the Trails Club of Oregon for years and had an intimate knowledge of the hills and forests surrounding Portland. For the next few years, this was Ken's main focus. By the end of 1944. The war was months away from ending and the Martins were eager to get back to what was most important their family. That same year, 40 year old Ken and 34 year old Barbara welcomed their second child. They named her Barbara after her mother, but to friends and family, she was always Barbie. By then, their son Donald was 14. It's not clear if the large age gap between him and Barbie was intentional. But after her birth, Ken and Barbara seemed eager to continue expanding their family. And just one year later, in 1945, they welcomed a second daughter named Virginia. Their youngest and final child, sue, was born in 1947. To support the family of six, Ken took a new job at the local Eccles Electric Home Service Company sometime in 1948. In addition to his comfortable salary, he was given some shares of stock. Though they weren't wealthy, the Martin family was certainly doing well financially. Still, Ken wanted his kids to know the value of hard work. When 18 year old Donald graduated high school that same year, Ken encouraged him to find a job. So he got a gig as a stock boy at the meyer & Frank department store in downtown Portland. He ended up working there for three months before moving. Moving on to another challenge, enlisting in the Navy. It was a bittersweet moment for Ken and Barbara. While they were proud of Donald, it was sad to see him fly the nest. Even so, they had plenty to keep them busy along with raising three young girls. Both of the Martin parents were very involved in the Portland community. Ken was a toastmaster and a freemason who. These organizations which still exist today, emphasize self improvement through connection and brotherhood. Meanwhile, Barbara was on the PTA and active in several groups through the family's church. She was also a self starter with a passion for sweepstakes and giveaways. At some point she'd even created her own club called the Win to Lex. The details are sparse, but it seems like the focus was on pooling information about available contests and prepping entries. With Barbara's knowledge of the industry and the Martin's good fortune, it's no surprise that she was really good at it. In the early 1950s, she won the family all sorts of modern luxuries like an automatic washing machine and a freezer. But the biggest Prize came in 1954. That year, 44 year old Barbara got her hands on a Jeep Willys. Back then, Jeeps looked even more like the military vehicles they started out as. The top was completely open, there were no doors and definitely no seat belts. Basically, it was totally impractical for a family with three young kids. So eventually, Barbara traded it in for a red and white Ford station wagon. It was spacious and sturdy, Perfect for the Martins, who loved a good adventure. They had no idea this very same station wagon would lead to their own undoing.
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By 1958, the Martins were a family of six and a fixed in their suburban Portland community. Everyone in their neighborhood described them as close, loving, and generous. The kind of people who would go out of their way to help others. And no one represented that community spirit better than Ken, the family patriarch. Every holiday season, he would make plywood candy canes for all the houses on their block to set out as decorations. It became a tradition and even earned their street the nickname Candy Lane. And that wasn't all. Ken looked and acted like Santa Claus. Eventually, his sister made him his own Santa suit. He'd dress up in it every year, going around the neighborhood, entertaining the younger kids. He even encouraged parents to drop off a small present at Martin Manor, which he'd hand deliver to their children on Christmas Eve. Needless to say, the Martins took the holiday very seriously. Their place was decked out in lights and greenery. In fact, one of their favorite traditions was going to gather boughs and branches to make their own garlands and wreaths. They planned to get this year's hall on December 7th. That would give them plenty of time to get all the decorations ready by the time Christmas rolled around. That Sunday, the family woke up and had breakfast. Afterwards, Barbara's cousins came by the house. Normally, they all had Sunday dinner together, but this time, the Martins had to decline. Ken explained they were going to look for Christmas greenery that afternoon. He didn't say exactly where they were headed other than up the highway, which meant Highway 30. The stunning roadway ran along the Columbia River Gorge and was surrounded by lush forests. Their guests left around noon and the Martins got ready for their outing. Ken prepped their forward station wagon by taking out the third row of seats to make room for their haul. Once everyone was dressed and ready, the family set out. Sometime between 1 and 2pm A few neighbors glimpsed their red and white Ford leaving the neighborhood carrying Ken, Barbara and their three girls, 14 year old Barbie, 13 year old Virginia and 11 year old Sue. But the car and the Martins never reappeared. By the following morning, Monday, December 8, the Martins neighbors noticed something was wrong. At 7:30am Ken's work truck was still in the driveway. But the station wagon was nowhere to be seen. Which was really odd. To say Ken was meticulous with his schedule would be an understatement. He was described as the type of man you could set your alarm clock by. So When Ken's boss, Mr. Echols, got to the office and saw Ken wasn't there, he was also pretty surprised. Still, he figured maybe Ken was just running late. But as the day wore on and ken never showed, Mr. Echols started to worry. If Ken couldn't come in for some reason, he would have called to let Mr. Eccles know. The teachers at the girls school were just as alarmed. Normally, Barbara was good about letting them know when her daughters were going to be out. But that day they were marked absent without any notice. Ken's sister Charlotte taught second grade at the elementary school sue and Virginia went to. She tried to get a hold of her brother to find out what was going on. But no one answered their house phone. As day turned into night, it became clear that nobody knew where the Martins were. Finally, around 9:30pm A family friend called the Multnomah County Police Department tell them the Martins were missing. Officers arrived at Martin Manor around 11pm it was dark and quiet like every other house on the block. But as the police started poking around the outside, the community slowly started to bubble with life. Hearing the commotion, concerned neighbors turned up. They offered to help however they could. And one of them called Charlotte. She had a key to the house and she and her husband rushed over to let the officers inside. But there weren't many clues there either. It was clear that the family had planned to return home after a few hours. There were dishes in the sink and the Sunday paper still out on the kitchen table. Someone, probably Barbara, had left a package of ground beef near the sink. Now the once frozen container had a puddle of water around it. All told, nothing seemed out of place. Luggage and toothbrushes were in their usual spots, and there were clothes still in the washing machine, which ruled out the possibility that the Martins had gone on some unplanned vacation. While that was good to know, it didn't help explain explain where they were. And investigators had no clue where to even start looking. For starters, the gorge is huge. The river canyon is 80 miles long and cuts through the Cascade mountain range. The family could have stopped anywhere along Highway 30 to gather greenery, But Charlotte's best guess was a place called Larch Mountain, less than an hour east of Portland along Highway 30. It was a popular destination for Portlanders looking to get Christmas trees. The Martins had gone there in the past, so it was a logical place to start. Multnomah County PD Sent a couple of cars out that night, but it was already late in the evening, and their chances of spotting the Martins or their car were slim. The real searching would have to wait until the next morning. By Tuesday, December 9, two days after the Martins were last seen, the story was already big news. The Oregonian published a front page article about the missing family, calling for any tips the public had as well as volunteers to help search for them. Right away, tips and sightings poured in. Many callers reported seeing Ken and his family at a Christmas tree farm, coincidentally called Martin's acreage. But when police spoke to the owners, neither could be sure they'd seen or spoken to the lost Martins that day. Investigators knew they had to widen their scope. They decided to expand their search area. The 60 mile stretch of Highway 30 from the Martins front door to Hood river, where the gorgeous pine forests ended, spanned multiple counties. Covering that much ground required a lot of manpower. Between all the law enforcement agencies, the forest service, loved ones, and concerned strangers, the Oregonian estimated over 1,000 people combed the area over the next few weeks. Still, it wasn't until December 23rd that anyone found real evidence that the Martins had actually been near the gorge that day. Surprisingly, that evidence came from their own mailbox. Charlotte had been watching over her brother's house, stopping by periodically to check on things. As she went through the mail, she opened a credit card slip. It showed that Ken's card was used to buy 5 gallons of gas at a Chevron station in Cascade locks on December 7, the day the Martins went missing. Finally, it felt like there was a break in the case. Cascade Locks was along the gorge in Hood river county, so their sheriff followed up on the lead by going to the gas station the next day, Christmas Eve. Unfortunately, the owner was out of town for the holiday, but the employees working that day were able to check their records for December 7th. Ken's card was the seventh one charged after 1pm still, with a smattering of cash transactions happening in between, it was impossible to get a more precise time. Finally, a few days later, the owner was back in. He didn't remember much about the Martins except that he'd seen them. Apparently Barbara needed to use the bathroom, although that stuck out to him. None of the other details did. As far as the timing, he thought maybe he'd seen them around 4pm and he was pretty sure they were still headed east, away from Portland when they left. With that, the trail faded yet again. What should have been a happy holiday season had become a family tragedy. And while the police were still actively investigating, detectives couldn't help but notice just how few clues there were. It got them thinking. How could an entire family disappear without a trace? Unless someone had deliberately hidden evidence. Someone who wanted them gone. Hey, it's Ryan Reynolds here for Mint Mobile. Now. I was looking for fun ways to tell you that Mint's offer of unlimited Premium Wireless for $15 a month is back. So I thought it would be fun if we made $15 bills, but it turns out that's very illegal, so they're to going was my big idea for the commercial. Give it a try@mintmobile.com switch upfront payment.
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On December 7, 1958, Ken and Barbara Martin went to The Columbia Gorge in Oregon with their three daughters, 14 year old Barbie, 13 year old Virginia, and 11 year old Sue. They planned to spend the afternoon gathering Christmas Christmas decorations. But hours turned into days and the Martins still hadn't returned to their Portland home. In the weeks following their disappearance, hundreds of people combed the Oregon wilderness for any sign of the missing Martins. All of their friends and family were part of the search party, except for one person. Their eldest child, 28 year old Donald. At the time, Don was living in New York. It's possible he couldn't get across the country to Oregon in time to help with the initial search. But after several weeks, he still hadn't arrived. Plenty of people thought this was odd, including Multnomah County Detective Walter Graven. But before he made any rash decisions, Detective Graven decided to look into Don some more. And what he discovered only made him more suspicious. After enlisting in the Navy in 1948, Don was honorably discharged. Six years later, in 1954, at 23 years old, he returned home to Oregon and moved into an apartment near Portland State University. To make ends meet, he worked at the Meyer and Frank department store where he'd previously been a stock boy. This time around, he was in charge of creating window displays. Don was a pretty artistic guy, so it was definitely a better fit. But it quickly became clear he was doing more than curating the merchandise. In September 1954, he. He was fired for stealing around $2,000 worth of goods. Today that would be equivalent of about $20,000. Reading over the file, Detective Graven noticed something strange. According to the report, Don blamed the theft on a falling out with his family. Allegedly, he told his parents that he was gay and they disapproved. It's not clear if he stole the items as an act of rebellion or because his family refused to help him out financially and he was struggling to get by. Whatever the case, Ken personally paid the store back for most of the stolen goods. He also assured them that Don would get on the straight and narrow. If they dropped the charges, Ken promised to send him to Trinity College in Connecticut. The plan was for Don to study religion and possibly follow in his grandfather's footsteps by becoming a pastor. That didn't last long, though. Instead, Don moved to New York and enrolled at Hunter College, A public university in the city. He took a few art classes before reenlisting in the Navy in 1957. It definitely seemed like Don was a black sheep. Even so, Detective Graven knew that family squabbles weren't enough. To accuse someone of murder. But then he looked at the financials. With the rest of the family out of the picture, Don stood to inherit his parents entire estate. That included the house, all the money in their accounts, and and their life insurance. Now that was certainly a possible motive. It still didn't explain how he could have made his entire family disappear, though. Various witnesses confirmed that Don was in New York on and around December 7, 1958. If he were somehow behind what happened, he would have needed help from someone in Oregon. Detective Graven didn't know it at the time, but someone had already recovered a piece of compelling evidence to support his theory. On January 18, 1959, over a month after the Martin family vanished, A concerned citizen found a gun on the side of the highway next near Cascade locks. They immediately turned it over to the hood river county police. The gun was in rough shape. The handle was damaged, as if it had been used to bludgeon something. It was also covered in a substance that looked a lot like dried blood. For some reason, the sheriff wasn't particularly interested in the weapon. He looked it over and gave it back to the guy who'd found it. Even more concerning, none of this was reported to the Multnomah county investigators like detective Graven until months later in April of 1959. When Graven learned about the gun, he immediately tracked it down. And not just because it was a bloody weapon that had been found within the search area. Craven knew something no one else did. After Don stole all those items from the department store, Only a few things weren't recovered, including a.38 caliber Colt Commander, the same type of gun as the one that was found in Cascade locks. And when Graven finally got his hands on it, he was able to confirm the serial numbers matched. Things were looking very bad for Don Martin. Even if he hadn't been the one to pull the trigger, it was possible that his weapon had been used to kill the rest of his family. Of course, at that point, there was still a lot that detective Graven didn't know. And before doing anything else, he needed to talk to dawn face to face. It turned out his main suspect was pretty difficult to track down. Although the search for his family was ongoing, Don seemingly refused to come home. And none of the higher ups in law enforcement Thought there was enough evidence to make him. By the spring of 1959, the Martins had been missing for five months. With no new information coming in, Coverage of their disappearance slowed and public interest waned. Then, on May 3, there was finally a major development. A tugboat crew was working in the Columbia River 30 miles west of Cascade Locks near Camas, Washington. Along the way they spotted what looked like a bundle of clothes floating in a shallow area near the shore. They maneuvered closer and saw it was the body of a small girl. By the end of the day, authorities confirmed it was the body of 11 year old Sue Martin. And that wasn't all. The very next day another body turned up. It was 13 year old Virginia Martin. The back to back discoveries rocked the city of Portland. After months without any progress, finally seemed like the Martin's family and friends would get some closure. Sadly, it would soon become clear. The truth about what happened that fateful December day was was murkier than the depths of the Columbia river and it would take decades to even scratch the surface. Thanks so much for joining us. I'm Carter Roy and this is where Murder True Crime Stories come back Thursday for Part two. True Crime Stories is a Crime House original powered by Pave Studios. Here at Crime House we want to thank each and every one of you for your support. If you like what you heard today, reach out on social media, Rimehouse on TikTok and Instagram. Don't forget to rate, review and follow Murder True Crime Crime Stories. Wherever you get your podcasts, your feedback truly makes a difference. 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