My name is Ed Farrier, and Ott Farrier is my son. I’m 83 years old and recently diagnosed with lung cancer. This past year has taken a toll on me. I don’t know how much time I have left in this world, and every day that passes and I see stories about Aron Christensen, I worry that my son’s murder will never be solved. It’s been 10 months since I’ve heard a single word from the Lewis County Sheriff’s Office, so I want to tell my story before it’s too late.
My son Ott, known to others as Ostynn Farrier, was the pride and joy of my wife Terri and myself; especially my wife, that was her baby. He was by no means a perfect kid but he was sure a good kid to be around. I was the one who had to do the discipline and I didn’t have much discipline to do. He had a strong work ethic. He started a lawn-mowing business at the age of 8, and he had a lot of customers. I took him out to the woods with me and he grabbed that and followed up in construction. He could run any piece of equipment and he was a very good mechanic. We had such good times sitting and talking about hunting, working on projects together.
He was my best friend.
Ott didn’t care much for school. He went to work and bought a house when he was just 18 years old. He took care of his fiancé and his two children. When Ott and his fiancé separated, he bought a little 20-foot camp trailer and put it by the house. He would come over and the kids would go play in that RV. They called it their playhouse. They would stay overnight on his days off. We got to enjoy the grandkids and Ott would help me with projects. The kids would help grandma around the yard. When I go out the door I see the tulips my granddaughter planted and it brings tears to my eyes.
We miss them terribly.
The night before he was murdered, Ott was at the house with me working on a project out in the shop. He had been getting phone calls. He didn’t tell me much about it but I knew somebody was out for him. Ott had a big heart and would help people and I worry he helped the wrong person. A few hours later, I got a call that his truck was on Fire on Larmon Road. Ott was found dead in the backseat. The autopsy said there was ash in his lungs so he was alive when he was burned to death. Detective Woods worked hard and was close to figuring things out but he quit the sheriff’s office. The sergeant assigned to the case made it clear he doesn’t care to hear from me without solid proof and he made suggestions that were not right. Please speak up if you know something.
Ed Farrier
Onalaska
Editor’s Note: Brief background on Farrier’s death is available at https://bit.ly/41v6tX0.
