In April 1987, a Chicago grandmother told 911 that someone was coming through her bathroom medicine cabinet. Police came, knocked, and left. Two days later she was found shot four times. A viral post this week calls her the real story behind Candyman. The movie is the least disturbing part.
Ruthie Mae McCoy called 911 at 8:45 p.m. on April 22, 1987, from apartment 1109 of the Grace Abbott Homes, a Chicago Housing Authority high-rise. Dispatch logged it as a neighbor disturbance. Two neighbors called to report gunshots. Officers arrived, could not open the locked door with the key they were given, and left after about half an hour. They came back the next evening and left again after housing authority security discouraged them from breaking in. A housing authority employee finally opened the door on April 24. The housing authority had received reports of medicine-cabinet break-ins before her death. Two men were tried in 1990 and acquitted. The trial judge put the loss of the case on the patrol officers who never went in. Her daughter’s lawsuit against the housing authority settled in 1992 for an amount that has never been disclosed.
Three calls for help came in from the 11th floor that night: McCoy’s own, and two neighbors reporting gunshots. Police left the scene without entering her apartment.
The next evening, police returned ready to force the door. Housing authority security talked them out of it, citing liability and who would have to secure the door afterward.
The housing authority acknowledged up to ten reported medicine-cabinet break-ins in the 18 months before her murder. The district police commander told a reporter the real number was likely three times higher.
Judge Michael Getty acquitted one defendant and said the case was lost by the patrol division, not by detectives or prosecutors. A jury acquitted the other. No one else has been charged.
Candyman borrowed the medicine cabinet, a version of her name, and a headline. The say-his-name mirror ritual in the viral post has nothing to do with her case.
Who was Ruthie Mae McCoy?
Ruthie Mae McCoy was a 52-year-old mother and grandmother who lived on the 11th floor of the Grace Abbott Homes, a Chicago Housing Authority high-rise. On April 22, 1987, she called 911 to report that intruders were coming through her bathroom medicine cabinet. She was found shot to death in her apartment two days later.
Did police respond to Ruthie Mae McCoy’s 911 call?
Yes, but they did not go in. Dispatch logged her call as a disturbance with a neighbor. Two neighbors also called to report gunshots. Officers arrived in about 20 minutes, knocked, tried a key that did not work, and left after roughly half an hour. They returned the next evening and left again after Chicago Housing Authority security discouraged them from breaking the door.
Was anyone convicted of killing Ruthie Mae McCoy?
No. Edward Turner and John Hondras were charged and tried simultaneously in 1990. A jury acquitted Turner and Judge Michael Getty acquitted Hondras after the state’s key witness recanted. No one else has been charged.
Was Candyman based on Ruthie Mae McCoy’s murder?
In part. Candyman adapts Clive Barker’s story The Forbidden. Director Bernard Rose has said a Cabrini-Green tenant told him about the medicine-cabinet killing and that he then read Steve Bogira’s July 1990 Chicago Reader article. The fictional victim Ruthie Jean and the headline shown in the film track McCoy’s case. The say-his-name mirror ritual is fiction.
Did the Chicago Housing Authority pay McCoy’s family?
McCoy’s daughter, Vernita, sued the Chicago Housing Authority in April 1988 seeking $1.5 million. Her attorney says the case settled in 1992 without an admission of liability. The amount has never been made public, and the housing authority has said most records from that period were destroyed.
I saw this one in my feed with a movie poster on one side and a smiling woman in big glasses on the other, and I went down the hole. Fair warning: you are going to be angrier at the end of this than the post wants you to be.
The post is built around the horror movie. Candyman opened 34 years ago this week, on October 16, 1992, and the post says one of its most chilling scenes was lifted from a real Chicago case. That part is basically true. What the post does with the rest of the story is the problem. It compresses three days of institutional failure into one sentence about police arriving too late, then spends its back half on a movie ritual that never had anything to do with her.
Ruthie Mae McCoy did not die because nobody came. People came. They stood outside her door and decided not to open it. Twice.
She called.
Her neighbors called.
Police knocked.
The key did not work.
They left.
What the Viral Post Gets Right, and What It Erases
Most of the post’s raw facts check out: her age, the 11th floor, the 911 call, the medicine cabinet, the opening behind it, and the general outline of how the case reached a film director. The trouble is what it leaves out and what it adds.
Six claims from the viral post, checked
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Who She Was Before She Was a Plot Point
Ruthie Mae McCoy came to Chicago from Arkansas as a child. She had one daughter, Vernita, and two grandchildren. She never married and lived alone. Neighbors called her Miss Mae. Her friend down the hall, Deborah Lasley, told 48 Hours that McCoy watched her children and stopped by her door at least twice a day, every day.
She did not want to live in a high-rise. According to Bogira’s reporting, she asked the housing authority in writing not to be placed in one. She moved into the Grace Abbott Homes only after her previous public housing apartment flooded, and the 11th floor was what was available. Her welfare check was about $150 a month. Rent was $46.
McCoy had a long history of mental illness and was known for paranoia. By 1986 she was in outpatient care at a Mount Sinai psychiatric center, taking group therapy and GED classes. The center helped her qualify for Supplemental Security Income, which more than doubled her monthly check and came with a retroactive payment of about $1,979. She wanted to use the money to get out of public housing. Detectives later came to believe word had spread that she had cash in her apartment.
In the months before her death, she was clearly afraid of her bathroom. Her brother, Willie McCoy, said she told him her medicine cabinet was loose, and he wedged wood behind it to hold it in place. Lasley’s daughter told 48 Hours that McCoy kept a heavy stick between her bedroom and bathroom doors and had started using a bucket instead of the toilet.
She was the woman everyone assumed was imagining things. She was also the only person on that floor who correctly identified the threat, reported it, and asked for help in time.
Three Calls, One Locked Door
At 8:45 p.m. on April 22, 1987, McCoy called 911. The transcript shows her telling the dispatcher that people were throwing down cabinets on the other side and trying to come through her bathroom. She gave her address, 1440 West 13th Street, apartment 1109, and confirmed the elevator was working. The dispatcher sent a car and classified the call as a disturbance with a neighbor, not a burglary or robbery in progress. Police later acknowledged to Bogira that a robbery classification would likely have produced a different response.
Two neighbors then called, one after the other, to report gunshots.
Officers arrived in about 20 minutes. They knocked and called out. No answer. The door was locked. They obtained a key from the housing authority that was supposed to open the apartment. It did not. The officers wrote that there were no signs of forced entry, and after roughly half an hour, they left. The housing authority project manager later testified she did not know why the key failed.
No one went back that night.
The next morning, McCoy did not knock on Lasley’s door. Lasley knocked on McCoy’s and got nothing. She walked to the building management office and asked them to check on her friend. She says management told her McCoy might have stepped out and warned that opening the apartment without permission could get them in trouble. She spent the day calling police.
That evening, officers returned, this time ready to break down the door. Housing authority security met them there. According to Bogira, the guards told police the tenant might sue if they broke in, and that someone would then have to secure the door, which they did not want to do. The officers left again. When Bogira later asked the housing authority’s head of security why his staff discouraged entry, the director said he had no answers.
On April 24, two days after the 911 call, a housing authority employee opened the apartment. McCoy was on her bedroom floor. The medical examiner found she had been shot four times, in the arms, chest, abdomen, and leg.
From the 911 call to the settlement: where each chance was lost
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Residents report burglars removing medicine cabinets and crawling through pipe chases into neighboring units. The housing authority later says it received seven to ten such reports in the 18 months before McCoy’s death. McCoy’s daughter says her mother reported an attempted break-in the year before; the housing authority says it has no record.
Failure: A known entry route into occupied apartments stays open.
She reports intruders trying to come through her bathroom. Dispatch sends a car and codes the call as a disturbance with a neighbor.
Failure: A break-in in progress is logged as a neighbor dispute.
Two neighbors call about gunshots. Officers arrive in about 20 minutes, knock, try a housing authority key that does not work, and leave after roughly half an hour.
Failure: Three calls, a locked door, and no welfare check inside.
Deborah Lasley spends the day trying to get management and police to check on her friend. Police return that evening prepared to force the door. Housing authority security cites liability and the cost of securing the door. Police leave.
Failure: A landlord’s paperwork concerns outweigh a missing tenant who reported intruders.
A housing authority employee opens the apartment. McCoy is found shot four times. Her medicine cabinet is missing. Detectives arrive to a scene that, by trial, would be described as wiped clean.
Failure: Two days of lost evidence before investigators ever cross the threshold.
Edward Turner is arrested April 25 and John Hondras on June 8. Steve Bogira’s first Chicago Reader story runs September 3, 1987, and he keeps pressing the housing authority on the cabinets, which are secured sometime afterward. In April 1988, Vernita McCoy sues the housing authority for $1.5 million.
Failure: The fix arrives after a reporter asks repeatedly, not when residents reported the problem.
Turner and Hondras are tried simultaneously before Judge Michael Getty, Turner by jury and Hondras from the bench. The state’s key witness recants. The jury acquits Turner in under four hours. Getty acquits Hondras and blames the patrol division.
Failure: No conviction, and no one else ever charged.
Bogira’s second story runs in July 1990, while Bernard Rose is in Chicago scouting. The civil case settles in 1992 without an admission of liability. Candyman opens October 16, 1992.
Failure: The public never learns what the housing authority paid, and the housing authority says most of those records are gone.
The Department’s Explanation
The Chicago Police Department did not make the responding officers available to Bogira. The superintendent at the time defended them, according to Bogira, describing the decision not to enter as a close call that looks different only in hindsight. Department officials also pointed to the volume of hoax and false calls from the projects as a reason officers approach those calls with skepticism.
Bogira found nothing documenting that calls from public housing were more likely to be false. He also raised a possibility the department did not: that some calls later written off as hoaxes came from residents who called for help and then backed away because being seen talking to police was dangerous. Residents told him something simpler. Police were afraid of the buildings, and police did not think the people in them were worth the trouble.
Willie McCoy said it more directly after the trials. He told Bogira that if a white woman had made the same call, officers would have gone into her apartment.
The department’s own explanation is not far from his. Officers discounted three calls from one floor because of where the calls came from. That is not a critic’s characterization. It is the department’s.
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$10/month ?The Housing Authority Had Notice
The Grace Abbott Homes opened in 1955. Between back-to-back bathrooms in adjacent apartments, the architects left a pipe chase, a narrow service shaft that let janitors reach the plumbing by taking down a medicine cabinet. It was wide enough for a person. If you could get into one apartment, you could take its cabinet off the wall, crawl through, and push out your neighbor’s.
Apartment 1108, next to McCoy’s, was vacant. Residents told 48 Hours that young men went in and out of it constantly, and investigators later described it as a place where people got high and sold drugs. The state’s attorney’s office took that apartment’s medicine cabinet into evidence. McCoy’s was never found.
This was not the first time someone used the route. One resident told Bogira she was watching television when a boy ran out of her bathroom and out her front door, and she found a second, heavier boy stuck in the pipe chase. When Bogira asked, a housing authority spokesperson said the agency had received at most ten, and probably seven, reports of medicine-cabinet break-ins in the 18 months before McCoy was killed. The district police commander told him to triple whatever the reported number was, because most break-ins in the projects went unreported.
By the housing authority’s own count, it had up to ten reports of intruders entering apartments through medicine cabinets before April 1987. Police believed the true number was higher. A janitor told Bogira the fix was simple: bolt the paired cabinets to each other. The cabinets stayed as they were until after Bogira’s story ran in September 1987 and he kept calling to ask about them.
The janitor was not surprised by the delay. He told Bogira the agency could not even keep light bulbs in stock, that maintenance requests sat for weeks, and that deferred repairs had piled up to the point that a security defect would not be handled with urgency. Lasley taught herself to fix her own plumbing because waiting a month for a toilet repair was normal.
That matters for the civil case, and it matters for how this story should be told. A housing authority that knows intruders are entering occupied units through a fixture it installed, and leaves the fixture alone, has made a decision about risk. Its residents carried that risk. One of them died of it.
A Case Lost at the Door
Detectives Anthony Mannina and Ray Loizer canvassed the building. Residents kept giving them the same two names: Edward Turner, 18, who lived in the complex, and John Hondras, in his twenties, who had been in and out of the vacant apartment. Turner was arrested April 25, 1987, his birthday. Hondras was arrested June 8. Both were charged with murder, armed robbery, home invasion, residential burglary, and armed violence. Both pleaded not guilty and spent the next three years in jail awaiting trial.
The physical evidence was thin. No useful fingerprints. No gun. One shell casing behind the bedroom door. The medicine cabinet gone. Mannina told 48 Hours that by the time detectives got inside, the apartment had been wiped clean, and he blamed housing authority security for the delay.
The prosecution’s case rested on a signed statement from Tim Brown, who had been in apartment 1108 that night. It was taken at 4 a.m. on April 26, 1987, and described Hondras going through the hole and Turner following before four shots. At trial in spring 1990, Brown backed away from it. He testified that police abused him and threatened to charge him as an accomplice, and he named a different man, known as Bo, who was never arrested. The assistant state’s attorney who took the statement testified that no officers were in the room. Brown’s credibility was gone either way, and the state had little else.
Turner testified that he found McCoy’s door open later that night, saw her body, took her television, and did not call anyone. A jury acquitted him on every count in under four hours. Judge Michael Getty, hearing Hondras’s case from the bench, found the state had not proven guilt beyond a reasonable doubt and acquitted him too.
Then Getty said why. In remarks Bogira recorded from the bench, the judge said the state’s attorneys had not lost the case, and the detectives had not lost it either, working from a damaged and sanitized scene. Getty’s conclusion was blunt: This case was lost by the patrol division of the Chicago Police Department.
He described officers who heard multiple reports of gunshots and could not be bothered with a locked door.
Mannina still considers the case cleared, meaning police closed it as solved, because detectives believed they had the right men. That designation matters. A case marked cleared does not get worked as a cold case. Two acquittals later, no one has been convicted of killing Ruthie Mae McCoy, and as far as the public record shows, no one is looking.
A trial judge looked at the whole case and put the failure on the decision not to open a door. Not on the defendants. Not on the detectives. On the first response, and the second.
The Settlement Nobody Can See
In April 1988, Vernita McCoy, then in her mid-twenties, sued the Chicago Housing Authority for her mother’s death, seeking $1.5 million. Her attorney, Randy Peters, told 48 Hours he built the case on notice: an architect who reviewed the pipe-chase design, and police reports showing the housing authority knew the medicine cabinets were being used to break in. The housing authority denied liability.
The case settled in 1992, the same year Candyman came out. Peters says it was far less than $1.5 million and that the housing authority never admitted fault. He no longer has his files. When 48 Hours requested the settlement amount under Illinois public records law, the housing authority said most records from that era had been destroyed. McCoy’s granddaughter has not disclosed the figure.
Public money paid for a public agency’s failure, and no one can say how much. Anyone pulling the court file should know there is a 2002 Illinois appellate decision titled McCoy v. Chicago Housing Authority that has nothing to do with this case. It involves a different family and a child’s fall from a window in another building.
What Candyman Took
Bernard Rose adapted Candyman from Clive Barker’s short story The Forbidden, which is set in public housing outside Liverpool. Rose told 48 Hours he moved it to an American city for distribution reasons and chose Chicago for its architecture. On a July 1990 scouting trip, the Illinois Film Office took him to Cabrini-Green with a police escort. A tenant he met there, Henrietta Thomas, became a paid consultant, and Rose says she was the one who first told him about a woman killed by someone coming through a medicine cabinet. Then, he says, he opened the Chicago Reader in his hotel and found Bogira’s second article.
In the film, the first victim is Ruthie Jean, who calls police about someone coming through her walls and is not believed. Her bathroom cabinet hides a hole into the next apartment. A neighbor is named Anne-Marie McCoy, a surname that does not appear in Barker’s story. A newspaper headline on screen asks what killed Ruthie Jean and answers with life in the projects, nearly matching Bogira’s own headline. Bogira said he learned about the overlap a few years after the movie came out, when people told him it seemed to come from his story.
Rose’s position is that the movie is not about McCoy and that only the cabinet detail was taken. He told 48 Hours he never considered involving her family and that any fiction drawn from the real world carries some element of exploitation. The family did not get a credit, a dedication, or a call.
The repeated-name mirror ritual, the hook, the bees, the lynching backstory, all of that is the film’s invention. None of it came from McCoy’s case. The only mirror in her story is the one someone pulled off a bathroom wall to get to her.
Grading the institutions that handled Ruthie Mae McCoy
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Verdict: every institution that touched this case protected itself first, and the record they left is thinner than the one a reporter kept.
What Fixing It Would Actually Require
Abbott Homes is gone. The high-rises came down around 2000. The failures in this case did not come down with them. Welfare checks on locked doors, landlords standing between police and a tenant, coding decisions that quietly downgrade a call, and settlements nobody can read all still happen. Here is what would have changed the outcome for McCoy, and what would change it for the next person.
When a caller reports someone breaking in, the dispatch code should reflect a break-in, and a downgrade should require a documented reason. Multiple calls about the same unit should automatically escalate the incident.
Departments should have a written standard that a locked residence, no response, and corroborated reports of shots or a caller in danger requires entry or a supervisor’s documented decision not to enter. Leaving should never be the default.
A housing authority or private landlord’s liability and repair concerns should have no role in an emergency entry decision. Public housing agencies should be required to supply working keys or a locksmith on demand, with response times logged.
When a public landlord receives reports of intruders entering through a building feature, those reports should be logged, disclosed to residents, and tied to a mandatory repair timeline, with failures reportable to the agency’s oversight body.
Settlements paid with public money for wrongful death should be retained permanently and posted with the amount and the conduct alleged. A records schedule should never be the reason a family’s case disappears.
When every charged defendant is acquitted, a homicide should revert to open status for cold case review rather than remain cleared on the department’s books.
Say Her Name, Not His
The viral post wants you to feel a chill about a man in a mirror. I would rather you sit with something worse. A woman who knew exactly what was happening asked for help, and the people whose job it was to help decided her door was not worth breaking. Then the agency that owned her building decided its paperwork was more important than finding out if she was alive.
Today a medicine cabinet salvaged from the Jane Addams Homes hangs in the National Public Housing Museum in Chicago, which opened in April 2025, with a panel telling her story. That is more acknowledgment than she got from the police department, the housing authority, or the movie.
Her name was Ruthie Mae McCoy. Her friends called her Miss Mae. She was right.
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The horror movie needed a ghost. The real story only needed a locked door and people willing to walk away from it.
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