Town note
Nicknamed the Kolacky Capital of the World, after the Czech pastry.
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FILE 724 / 7 August 2026 / 75 MIN / express
This is Montgomery, Minnesota, in southern Minnesota, about an hour outside Minneapolis, in Le Sueur County. about 0:04:56
Nicknamed the Kolacky Capital of the World, after the Czech pastry.
about 0:06:04Platted in 1877 when the railroads extended to the town.
about 0:06:31Founded in the mid-1870s and became a big railroad and agricultural hub.
about 0:06:38Settled by Czech, German and Irish emigrants, with the Czechs dominating the local culture.
about 0:06:38Nicknamed the Kolacky Capital of the World, after the Czech pastry.
about 0:06:04Platted in 1877 when the railroads extended to the town.
about 0:06:31Founded in the mid-1870s and became a big railroad and agricultural hub.
about 0:06:38Settled by Czech, German and Irish emigrants, with the Czechs dominating the local culture.
about 0:06:38Preserves its cultural identity through historic downtown architecture.
about 0:06:53"3,237"
No direction stated.
As told in 2026 about 0:05:40
"$58,176"
Comparison: "below the national average by about 10 or 11 thousand". Direction: below.
As told in 2026 about 0:05:49
"$268,900"
Comparison: "lower than the rest of the country". Direction: below.
As told in 2026 about 0:06:00
2.2 / 5 · average of 6
“Not a well-loved town; James notes you would never eat at a restaurant rated this low.”about 0:07:03
“Awesome town, lived here all my life; a small town, usually peaceful, with very nice people and nice all year.”about 0:07:15
“Not much to do without going to a different town.”about 0:07:46
“The neighbour behind you will often tell you that you are wrong over a stupid property line; mean elderly women start property battles.”about 0:07:55
“Neighbours love to fight about property lines, the city never surveys anything, and the police only give you attitude.”about 0:08:50
“A bunch of nosy neighbours in a small town where everyone knows each other, and a kiss-ass club with the police who waste taxpayer dollars.”about 0:09:15
He told the dispatcher he had been upstairs in his second-floor bedroom watching films when he heard glass breaking and a pop. He said he came down to find his father, Richard Nelson, lying on the living room floor with a gunshot wound to the head, and that he assumed someone had shot him from outside the house.
Richard Nelson was born on 7 January 1966 and was an hour short of his forty-eighth birthday. He and his wife Christina had separated in August 2010 and divorced in April 2011. Richard was six foot four and about three hundred pounds, a roofing claims inspector who had earned a four-year degree from Crown College in 2009 and drove a new vehicle every hundred thousand miles.
Christina had met Richard at church, where she worked, when he was thirty and she was twenty-four. In her account Richard was controlling from the start. He bought all her clothes, barred her from wearing make-up, monitored the grocery list and once shouted at her for two hours over a $1.49 loaf of bread. He went through as many as ten jobs in a year and once collected seven W-2s in one year. She left him for two months in 2005 and finally for good in 2010, after which he changed the locks, threw her belongings into the barn and removed her pictures from the house.
His mother believed something changed in him at about the age of ten, when he stopped saying he loved her, began calling his father Rick, and said he hated himself and wanted to die. Richard refused to let him see a therapist.
When police arrived at the farmhouse they found Richard dead on the floor, his head on a pillow and blankets covering his body, with brain matter, blood and skull fragments around him and no firearm nearby. A small bullet hole was found in the lower right side of the glass double French patio doors. He said he came down, looked at his father for a while, went outside to catch his breath, then called 911 and sat in his father's truck in the January cold.
A deputy read him his rights and talked to him about the forensic tests to come, blood spatter and gunshot residue, and told him that if more had happened that night, now was the time to say so. He said he had come down for water, seen his father asleep on the floor, taken a .300 bolt-action rifle from the unlocked gun cabinet, loaded it with cartridges from a drawer and shot him while standing in front of the wood stove. He fired a second round through the bottom pane of the French doors, put the rifle back in the cabinet and hid the shell casings in a bucket in the basement. He waited about five minutes before calling 911 to make sure his father was dead, and said he felt somewhat relieved.
A psychologist testified that he was socially delayed with a low to average IQ; testing gave him a verbal IQ of 85, a performance IQ of 96 and a full-scale IQ of 89.
The court held that the rule applies only to offenders under eighteen at the time of the offence. One justice dissented, arguing that not every eighteen-year-old is the same.
January 6, 2014 / the Nelson farmhouse three miles outside Montgomery, Minnesota
As told in the episode, on 7 August 2026.
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