Johnny Gowdy

That's my mom, Natalie Antonetti.

beautiful, vibrant, excited to be alive.

She was an amazing mom.

She always tried to have a good time with everything.

She was into, you know, rock and roll.

I jumped down the stairs and there she was, just covered in blood, her neck was bleeding pretty bad.

It was absolutely awful.

who did this, who could have done this.

That was also really scary, you know?

Like, who would have had this out for this wonderful woman that never, you know, really did anything to anyone?

Well, it's 25 years ago, and it's like the one thing I've tried to get out of my memory, and I can't.

We had no DNA, no fingerprints, really no physical evidence of any kind.

This was a cold case.

I never thought that it would be solved.

I thought it was just over.

The initial phone call was anonymous.

An angry wife called the police to tell on her husband.

It just blew the case wide open.

It was really, really a horrible scene.

I was incoherent, kind of in shock, and completely just covered in blood.