“I know the real Richard,” she used to say. Apparently worried that Richard was using drugs, Nancy had mentioned the laboratory’s name to her sister. Henrich urged her to have the wine tested, but Nancy never followed through, saying it would embarrass her to accuse her husband. Despite their differences, Nancy and Richard’s marriage was picture perfect.
For some reason, my son knew it was hers and would occasionally point to it and call out her name.
me?—My girls?". On December 26, Richard called the company to ask about its status and was told it should arrive within two weeks. That day, Shawn visited me at the courthouse for lunch, and Richard chatted easily with him in the hallway.
Help me. As Nancy’s father wrote in 1989, recommending him for membership in the Dallas Salesmanship Club, “I have had ten years to observe his personality, drive, wit, and determination. Airline tickets, restaurant receipts, and eyewitnesses all confirmed that he had been in Houston since early that day and had arrived home around six, about the time Nancy began feeling sick. Richard Lyon met Nancy Dillard at Harvard, When you subscribe we will use the information you provide to send you these newsletters. Maybe it was Rosemary Lyon, Richard’s mother, who made me feel better. They married in 1982 and moved into a duplex in University Park, an affluent section of Dallas. The prosecution shows that various chemicals were bought by Richard – not just arsenic, but an entire smorgasbord. At the trial, when Richard took the stand in his defense, he told a different version of his talk with Ortega. Enter your email below to send a password reset email.
I no longer wondered if he had killed her. I knew the Dillards thought he had put Nancy through hell for the past year. Within two months, the official word was that Nancy Dillard Lyon had been poisoned. But you can’t tell me. Money, not just his romantic liaison with Ayn, appeared to be the motive. By age 28, he was competently directing multimillion-dollar construction projects and, all the while, earning the affection of colleagues, who saw him as generous and honest.
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As the months passed, our reliance on each other grew. He sometimes helped with the household tasks or the children until Richard drove them to school. I went to the hospital that afternoon. She remembered us every Christmas with a gift of raspberry vinegar or a basket of fruit. I lost all faith less than two hours later. When he then asked if Richard had ever bought any chemicals, Ortega testified, Richard “thought for a moment and then said, ‘No.’ ”, “Right then, I knew I’d found my suspect,” Ortega told me after the trial. She made her usual Christmas gifts and planned trips for the coming year. Tami Ayn Gaisford, Richard’s girlfriend, testified that Richard had told her that Nancy died from a rare fatal blood disease — more proof that he was a liar. Twenty four hours later, Nancy was in a coma. At the end of one song, Richard reached down and stroked Shawn softly on the cheek. All Trademarks and Copyrights are owned by their respective companies and/or entities. And Richard himself took to the stand in his own defence. Richard’s f’s sometimes had a backward loop; Nancy’s never did. They took three hours to find Richard Lyon guilty of first-degree murder. During the troubled times in her marriage, Nancy grew pale and thin. In the evenings he built pillow forts with the kids and played his guitar. Nancy worked her way up to a partnership at Trammell Crow, a real estate development firm. When Couch offered to look up a formula for her at the Southern Methodist University library, the woman asked if he could drop the notation by her house—which, she said, was right next to campus, as our duplex was. She appeared to be undecided about the future of their relationship.
Her attorney requested that she get sole custody of the children, child support, and rights to as much as $260,000 in separate assets. The one night stand turned into a fling, and the fling turned into an affair. I refused to follow the tide of opinion about my neighbor, refused to convict him without proof of his guilt. Nancy was furious.
Two weeks later she told me that she tried taking the same pills again and again got sick. He’s sick, but I know he’ll come around.”. What he really needs is friends.”. With his old energy and industriousness, he took up the backyard work he and Nancy had begun. He said he initially answered no to the question about chemicals because he thought Ortega was asking about pesticides. And then, a third possibility. The second was a simple gift: a bottle of wine, left on the doorstep of the Lyon family home. Nancy’s family protested, but the argument is moot - Nancy died several hours later.
A light has been on for several nights in Richard’s tool shed. I have a hard enough time going to work on a good day, let alone fleeing from someone in the midst of illness. Nancy does not know who left it there, but she drank it, and it made her temporarily, but violently, sick. Richard, a short man with wavy brown hair and chiseled features, was congenial, calm, conservative, and relentless in his puttering around the yard. Richard told the doctors to turn off the life support machine. In the weeks that followed, Nancy’s father came by the duplex nearly every other morning with a box of fresh-baked muffins. Their favorite seemed to be a tickling game, which Richard called “typing torture.” It always made Shawn giggle wildly. Lyon’s sentence began on December 19, 1991 — less than a year after Nancy Dillard Lyon died. In the nearly six years we had lived side by side—sharing, as we did, a wall, a front porch, a back yard, and the cramped conditions of middle-income Park Cities housing—we had come to rely on each other for life’s little emergencies: electronic baby-sitting, pet care during vacations, newspapers retrieved from the rain. Then, Guthrie declared Richard innocent and promised that if the case went to trial it would be a “real Perry Mason whodunit.” I was hoping it would be, I suppose, for the same reasons I had continually denied Richard’s guilt. Her face was twisted in pain, but there was no obvious medical cause for her condition. That evening, when Richard drove his daughters back to the duplex, he got a police escort. There might be a bit of Better Call Saul-ness in the case.
During her six-day stay at Presbyterian Hospital of Dallas, Nancy’s violent illness continued and she begged the medical staff to save her life. Immediately after Nancy’s death the police advised the Dillards to keep up appearances with Richard.
She grew alarmingly thin. Despite differences in their backgrounds, Richard and Nancy seemed a compatible, active couple with no friction in their lives. Joe and Shannon Agofsky: Cruel Intentions. I sat on the front porch while Richard complained about having to plead the Fifth Amendment on nearly every question, which his lawyers had advised. Then she got hopeful. He looked as even-tempered and pleasant as I remembered him. Nancy was furious. Solely on the basis of the notes, Grigson described Nancy as deeply troubled, calculating, controlling, and manipulative. Even after Richard left, even as her world fell apart, she tried to hang on to her rosy views. Tami Ayn Gaisford-Agarwal was born on month day 1959. He sat down easily and picked up the phone. What a shame that Nancy didn’t tell police her suspicions that Richard was poisoning her. The doctors speculated that the cause is ‘toxic shock syndrome’. Ivy League sweethearts.
Nearly everyone was surprised, especially Nancy, when Richard grew so unhappy with the marriage. Otherwise, try again or reset your password. Richard began an affair with a coworker named Tami Ayn Gaisford around 1989. He wasn’t expecting me. Apr 1, 1992 — By Gayle Golden. The intravenous attempts to bring up her blood pressure had pumped nearly forty pounds of excess fluids into her body. Both were before Richard could have received the arsenic from General Labs. She thought the affair might just blow over. My husband and I tried to help Richard too. His father sold insurance. Most had known Nancy’s parents, Bill and Sue Dillard, for years. But the money hadn’t spoiled Nancy. The Statues Are Coming Down.
As they talked, my husband sensed concern and fear in Richard’s voice but no anger at the apparent injustice of the police accusations.
Did she deliberately try and frame her husband for her own murder? I couldn’t pin them down.
I walked toward the elevators and left. During this time she had received a threatening letter, which warned “Stay out of the Bagwell case or you and your family will face the wrath of God.”. If anything, I would have written some nice little testament to the loss of a good neighbor.
It was dated September 6, 1990, from a company called Chemical Engineering in Dallas. “He’d get out on the lawn at these picnics, and all the parents would be eating and drinking, and Richard was just there frolicking with the kids and having a good time.”, When Richard left Nancy, however, her friends saw him change; he became disdainful, cold, and angry. I could feel the Dillards’ friends staring at us. He looked so sad, so sincere in his stated incredulities. One morning, without my knowing it, he wandered out of our door. Facing reality. In 1984, in part from Bill Dillard’s recommendation, Richard was hired by developer Kenneth Hughes to oversee construction of his firm’s largest projects. In graduate school, I later learned, they had actually worked to make their writing look alike for design projects, giving it the same angular n’s, the same long loops below their g’s and their y’s.