30 years ago, a 20-year-old junior named Sarah Michelle Webb disappeared from the campus of Kenyon College in Gambir, Ohio on a Saturday night in October of 1991.
She had been at a party in one of the residential cottages at the edge of campus, had left alone at approximately 11:30, and had not arrived at her dormatory room 300 yards away.
The route between the cottage and the dormatory was a paved campus path through a well-lit section of the small rural campus.
It should have taken her 8 minutes to walk. She was never seen again. The Knox County Sheriff’s Department and the Kenyon College security office investigated jointly.
They interviewed every person who had been at the party, every resident of the dormatory, every faculty member or staff person who had any connection to Sara.
They found a witness who had seen her leaving the party, heading in the right direction, alone, appearing unremarkable, and a second witness who had seen someone matching her description on the campus path at approximately 11:45.
After that, nothing. No physical evidence, no witnesses, no indication of where the path had diverged from its expected ending.
Sar’s roommate at the time of her disappearance was a woman named Diane Hollister. Diane was interviewed twice by investigators in October and November of 1991.
She provided an account that placed her in the dormatory room all evening, having chosen not to attend the party.
She said she had fallen asleep by 11:00 and had not heard Sarah return or not return.
She said she had no information about Sarah’s state of mind or any conflict she was aware of.
Both interviews concluded with no grounds for further inquiry into Diane Hollister’s account. 30 years later in 2021, Diane Hollister contacted the Knox County Cold Case Division through an attorney.
She said she had information about the disappearance of Sara Webb. She said she needed to tell everything she had not told in 1991.
She said she was ready. This is the story of Sar Michelle Webb. And it begins with a young woman on a college campus on a Saturday night in October, walking home in the dark along a familiar path, expecting to reach the other end.
Kenyon College in 1991 was the kind of small liberal arts college that presents itself and genuinely is a world apart from its surroundings.
A manicured campus of Georgian red brick buildings set on a ridge above the Kokasing River Valley in a part of rural Ohio that is beautiful in a specific quiet way.
The kind of beauty that takes a few weeks to fully register on someone used to more dramatic landscapes.
It had approximately 1600 students. Almost everyone knew almost everyone. The campus had a particular social density that comes from smallalness.
The same 300 people at every party, the same faces at every meal, a scale of community in which anonymity was almost impossible.
Sarah Webb was from Columbus, the only daughter of two high school teachers who had sacrificed significantly to send her to Kenyon on a partial scholarship supplemented by loans and savings and the conviction that she was the kind of student who would make the most of a school like this.
And she was by every account. She was majoring in English with a concentration in creative writing.
Her workshop instructor, a professor named Margaret Teller, who was still teaching at Kenyon in 2021, had told the original investigators that Sara was one of three students in her 15 years of teaching at Kenyon, whom she had considered genuinely extraordinary, not competent extraordinary, which is common at schools like Kenyon, but writer extraordinary, which is not.
She had recommended Sarah for a competitive summer writing fellowship in June of 1991, which Sarah had received.
She had planned to submit to literary magazines in the spring of her junior year.
She was 20 years old, and she was ahead of her own schedule. She was also in the fall of 1991 navigating something that her workshop professor had not fully known about but that Diane Hollister had known about completely.
A relationship that had developed over the summer with a man named Garrett Pharaoh, a senior which had ended badly in September and which had not as of October of 1991.
Fully ended in the sense that Garrett Pharaoh had decided it was over. He had been sending her notes.
He had appeared at places she frequented in ways that were difficult to attribute to coincidence.
Sarah had told Diane. She had not told anyone else because she was trying to handle it without making it a campus incident, which was the calculation that young women on small campuses have always been required to make.
Diane Hollister, 20 years old in 1991, had been Sarah’s roommate for two years. They had chosen to room together after their freshman year because they liked each other and because in the particular social architecture of a small college, the person you room with is an anchor for everything else about your daily life.
Diane was from Cincinnati, studying political science with plans for law school. She was organized, reliable, and the kind of person Sara could tell things to.
Sara had told her about Garrett. She had told her more than she had told anyone.
At the party on the night of October 19th, 1991, Garrett Pharaoh had been present.
This was a fact that Diane Hollister knew and did not tell the investigators in 1991.
It was not the only thing she didn’t tell them. What she had also not told them was that she had seen Garrett leave the party approximately 20 minutes before Sara did, heading in the same direction Sara would later take, toward the campus path, toward the dormitories.
She had not told them because she was 20 years old and she had been afraid, not of Garrett.
She had not been certain what she was afraid of exactly, except that she had known what she knew and had known that saying it would mean saying all of it.
And saying all of it meant becoming the person who had known and had not said anything in time to help Sara.
And she had not been ready at 20 years old to be that person. She had deferred it instead.
She had deferred it for 30 years. The years between 1991 and 2021 passed through the Knox County cold case file in the way years passed through all cold case files, marked periodically by new detectives assigned to re-review.
By the adoption of new forensic technologies that were applied to the preserved evidence with varying results, by the occasional press feature on the anniversary that renewed public attention briefly before the attention moved on to something else.
The Kenyan College administration had its own complicated relationship with the case over those 30 years.
The impulse to acknowledge balanced against the institutional sensitivity around a disappearance that had happened on campus and remained unresolved.
Balanced against the genuine cooperation the college had provided to investigators in 1991 and continued to provide in the years that followed.
Sarah’s parents had retired from teaching in the mid 2010s. Her father, who had been a biology teacher, had developed a systematic approach to staying informed about the case that mirrored in its way the methodical quality he had brought to teaching.
He kept a file, maintained contact with the detective assigned to the case, and read everything published about the forensic genealogy developments of the 2010s with the attention of a man who was teaching himself a new subject because it might eventually be relevant.
He had contacted the Knox County Cold Case Division in 2019 to ask about the possibility of applying genetic genealogy to the evidence preserved from 1991.
The detective he spoke to had noted the request and placed it in a queue of similar requests.
Garrett Pharaoh had graduated from Kenyon in June of 1992 and gone on to a master’s program in business administration at Ohio State.
He had lived in the Ohio area for his entire adult life since graduation, working in commercial real estate, property management, the kind of work that could be described to a casual acquaintance as property management without inviting follow-up questions.
He had been in the Kenyon area exactly twice in 30 years. Once for a reunion in 2001 that he had attended and left quickly.
And once for a recruitment event in 2008 that he had been invited to as a local alumnus and had participated in for about 45 minutes before finding a reason to leave.
He had not been asked about Sar Web at either visit. The campus was 30 years removed from 1991 and full of people who had not been there then.
Diane Hollister had crossed paths with Sar’s parents at a Kenyon alumni event in 2005.
She had spoken to them briefly. Sarah’s mother had asked if she had any memories of Sarah that she wanted to share.
And Diane had said that Sarah had been a wonderful roommate and a remarkable writer and that she thought about her often.
She had said this and had shaken Sarah’s mother’s hand and had walked to the parking lot and sat in her car for 30 minutes before she was able to drive.
She has said since 2021 that that moment in the parking lot was the one that shifted something for her.
Not the decision itself which did not come for another 16 years, but the beginning of understanding that the weight was not in fact becoming lighter with time.
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Now, let’s get back to Sara. Diane Hollister was 50 years old in 2021. She had become a family law attorney in Cincinnati as she had planned.
She had married in 1998, had two children, had built the life she had been building toward at 20.
She had also spent 30 years with the knowledge of what she had not said in 1991, which had cost her something that she had learned to manage and that she had never been able to fully discharge.
She said in a statement released through her attorney, that the decision to call the cold case division had not come from a single event, but from a 30-year accumulation of the weight of not saying it, and that at 50, she could no longer find a reason to continue not saying it that was more persuasive than the reasons to finally speak.
She told investigators everything. She identified Garrett Pharaoh as the person she had seen leaving the party.
Ahead of Sarah. She described the notes Sarah had shown her. She described the pattern of unwanted contact she had observed over the preceding weeks.
She described what Sarah had told her about how the relationship had ended in September and what Garrett’s response had been to the ending.
Knox County investigators located Garrett Pharaoh in Akran in 2021. He was 52 years old and working as a commercial property manager.
He had graduated from Kenyon in 1992, attended graduate school at Ohio State, and had spent his adult life in the Ohio area.
When investigators visited him, he said he had nothing to say about Sarah Webb. They presented him with Dian’s account.
He continued to say he had nothing to say. He asked for a lawyer. The Dena investigation that followed was methodical.
A cold case forensic team reprocessed evidence from 1991 that had been preserved in the Knox County Evidence Facility.
Items from the campus path, items recovered from the cottage where the party had been held.
The process took 8 months. The match, when it was confirmed in April 2022, connected Garrett Pharaoh’s Dena to physical evidence from the path.
Sara’s remains have not been located as of the time this video was produced. Investigators believe they are on or near the Kenyon campus in an area of the Koking River Valley, but the search has not yet recovered her.
Garrett Pharaoh was charged with aggravated murder in May 2022 and entered a not-uilty plea.
His trial was scheduled for 2024. Sar’s parents, both retired from teaching by 2021, both in their mid70s, were told of Dian’s statement and the subsequent nomatch by a Knox County detective in the spring of 2022.
Her mother said afterward that she had always felt that the answer was close, that Kenyon was a small place and it had happened on that small campus and the person responsible had been on that small campus and had been that close to the investigation in 1991 and had walked away from it.
She said she had thought about that for 30 years. She said, “Knowing now was not the same as having Sara back, but it was not nothing.”
Sarah Michelle Webb was 20 years old. She was a writer whom her professor considered genuinely extraordinary.
She was navigating an unwanted situation with the care and directness of someone who did not want to make it larger than it needed to be.
She walked out of a party on a Saturday night in October, headed in the right direction, expecting to be home in 8 minutes.
She deserved to be home in 8 minutes. She deserved the literary magazine submissions in the spring, the writing fellowship, the career her work was already pointing toward.
Diane Hollister has said that if she had spoken in 1991, she would have been telling the truth at the cost of being the person who had known and not said it fast enough.
She has had 30 years to be that person in private instead. She chose at 50 to be that person publicly because the weight of the private version had finally become more than the weight of the public one.
It was the right choice. It was 30 years late. Professor Margaret Teller, who had been Sara’s creative writing instructor in the fall of 1991, had continued teaching at Kenyon for 30 years after Sara’s disappearance.
She had kept Sara’s final workshop submission. A short story about a woman returning to a place she had left, which was the last piece Sara had submitted before the fall semester’s work was interrupted.
In a folder in her home office for three decades. She had not reread it often, once a year approximately on the anniversary week.
She said she had kept it because it was evidence of something real, which is what good writing is, and that discarding it would have felt like discarding something that was Sar’s rather than simply Sara’s work.
When investigators contacted her in 2021 as part of the updated case review, she provided the folder and everything in it.
She said Sarah had been the kind of writer who would have had a long career and that she had thought about this many times in 30 years, not with sentimentality, but with the specific clarity of a teacher who knows what she is looking at when she looks at it.
She said, “You learn in 30 years of teaching to recognize the writers who would have been careers.”
Sara was one, not one of dozens, one of four or five in 30 years.
That is what was taken. Garrett Pharaoh had maintained since the investigator’s visit in 2021 a consistent position of non-ooperation through his attorney.
He had not provided a Dena sample voluntarily. The warrant for his dena had required a court proceeding in Knox County that had taken 3 months during which his attorney argued the warrant parameters and lost.
The sample was collected in February 2022 and the match was confirmed in April. The charge was filed in May.
His attorney entered the not-uilty plea in a brief court appearance. Pharaoh said nothing publicly, and his attorney has not spoken about the specifics of the case beyond procedural statements.
Sarah’s parents were 73 and 75 years old in 2022 when the charge was filed.
They attended the arraignment. Her mother has said that watching Garrett Pharaoh in the courtroom, seeing him in person for the first time since 1991, now 52 years old and gay-haired, and wearing the suit of a man who had spent 30 years in commercial property management, produced in her a feeling she was not going to try to name for a reporter, because some feelings are not for reporting.
She had sat in the front row and looked at him throughout the proceeding and he had not looked at her.
She had expected that. She had not expected it to feel the specific way it felt.
Before you go, how do you think about Diane Hollister’s decision to stay silent in 1991?
Do you think she bears any moral responsibility for what happened after Sara left the party or only Garrett Pharaoh?
And what does it mean that the person with the most important information held it for 30 years before she spoke?
Justice found Sar Michelle Webb’s case after 30 years. Found it through a 50-year-old attorney who decided that the weight of silence had become heavier than the weight of speaking.
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