The Todville Mansion – Seabrook, Texas USA
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Todville Mansion, a butt-ugly brick house along Todville Road, which ran along Galveston Bay from Seabrook halfway to La Porte, Texas.
It was a supremely depressing, tacky, hideous place. When I read postings online now lamenting its demise, it’s totally absurd: the place was a depressing compound that should never have been “dreamt” of in the first place. It showed no imagination or foresight — just a crass display of spending money. That the property wasn’t sold and restored comes as no surprise at all. It was a loss from the start.
It deserves a mention because its owner, one Bill List, was murdered there. List made a fortune selling or renting trailers for hauling pipeline sections during the 1960s-70s oil boom, and built his dream house on a lot about 300 feet wide and 1000 feet deep, running from Todville Rd to Galveston Bay. It was a single structure that looked like a 1950s factory from the side and contained two sections of living area, each easily the size of a modern McMansion, joined by an atrium with a pool and garden.
The man had no concept of architectural aesthetic value, and the interiors screamed new money. The green Fiberglas panels atop the high-ceiling atrium area were missing in some places. I sort of wondered whether it was a product of neglecting repairs following Alicia the year before the crime. Some rooms, particularly on waterfront (rearward) side, felt like being inside a typical, late-1970s suburban house — what with textured ceilings, light brown wall-to-wall carpeting, and chintzy masonry for fireplaces. There were effectively no overt traces from the crime scene, but then again, I also fail to recall an access point from within the compound to the attached garage (which was either a three- or four-port, doors all opened, but iron barrier preventing accessibility). There was still parked a racing orange (I seem to recall), black-canvassed MGB convertible with dust gathered on its body from years of disuse, and the black-on-white-era expired licence plate tags that still showed 1984 (which would have been green for that year, I think). The garage, which while viewable from outside, was at the time all but inaccessible — hence the relatively pristine state.
List liked to pick up male runaways and hustlers from Montrose, along lower Westheimer, in Houston, and take them back to his place. Some were to share his bed and some just to look after the place. Basically they were like he was before Fortune smiled on him for awhile. One day in 1984, one of the kids killed List with a shotgun as List came home.
The place was available for years afterward but nobody would buy it. Some developers picked it up and hired various caretakers–stoners, rock and rollers, angry white guys looking for excuses to shoot trespassers, and even a nice family or two.
Some time in the mid 1990s, the place caught fire and was demolished. Now a half-dozen condos occupy the land. The adjacent cul-de-sac neighborhood of 3 or 4 houses, even changed its name from Gay Vista to Bay Vista, if anything to avoid jokes. Nobody wanted to have anything to do with the place.
Sometime between 1988 and 1991, a friend and I drove up the long driveway and parked on the coast side, so the car couldn’t be seen from the road or by neighbors. We sneaked in the back gate somehow and ran through the house taking pictures (hence the blurriness on some). The place looked like it was in between caretakers, so it didn’t look occupied, but it didn’t look trashed either. The section facing Todville was locked I think. There are loads of ghost stories connected with the place now, but then, in broad daylight, it looked exactly like what it was–a derelict house. It sat vacant for many more years and was finally torn down, to the delight of many neighbors and Seabrook residents.
It is still an interesting story, because not much happens in Seabrook, and especially not back in the early 1980s.
Further Reading:
Houston Chronicle article
http://www.chron.com/CDA/archives/archive.mpl?id=1985_52503
Findadeath.com discussion thread
http://www.findadeath.com/forum/showthread.php?18099-The-List-Mansion-Murder-Bill-List
The House on Todville Road, a cheezy horror movie
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0110065/
Pam Nix 9:50 pm on September 19, 2018 Permalink |
I also remember this place quite well. I grew up in Seabrook, well ElLago (back then it was considered Seabrook) & I also was able to drive thru the place after it was abandond and yes it was eerie. Glad they tore that prison of a house down.
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Fletch 7:55 pm on October 30, 2015 Permalink |
hello John. my name is David and I grew up in Alvin which is very close to Seabrook. one day when I was just out of college in 1989 one of my friends I said hey man one of my friends dad wants us to clean up this house he will pay is $10 an hour. I said what the hell and I went. dude the minute I walked up the drive of the Toddville mansion I felt like something was terribly wrong. as I walked up the stairs and into the house and so the cheesy architecture in the marble floors I felt empty even though I had seen a lot. the accident Holiday Inn. the acid Holiday Inn. Is correct. as I walked down the catwalk in the atrium and went down the spiral staircase I felt like someone was watching me and I started to feel really bad as I got down to the bottom of the staircase. I hear that’s where Bill was shot. I also felt really bad the bar that was at ground level and also felt really bad in the room with the long table always feeling like someone was watching me and that’s some really bad things have gone on there. it wasn’t until later that I had found out what went on there. 20 years later. it was frightening hearing the story in the paper. it was even more frightening seeing the pictures in the memory of the cheesy architecture was carved deep in the ripples of my mind. thanks for listening John
Sincerely. Fletch
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fletch 7:27 pm on October 30, 2015 Permalink |
Hey John. My name is David and when I was a younger boy I lived in Alvin. one day when I had arrived home from college it was a in 1989. one of my friends said hey man this guy wants us to clean up this house in Seabrook for his dad because they’re going to try to sell it. I replied what the hell. I had just gotten out of college and didn’t have a job and they were going to pay me $10 an hour to clean this place up. so I went. it was the most memorable experience I’ve ever had. the minute I walked up the long drive to the prison looking house I felt something was wrong. I really felt like there was something wrong when I went to the atrium and down the spiral staircase. at the bottom of the staircase I think it’s the entrance into the bar below which was really at ground level but disguised as a basement. I don’t think I’ve ever felt an evil presence in a house but I did in this one. I also felt really bad in the room with a long table. I felt like spirits were watching me. and they were scared of me.thank you for listening. the architecture in the house was definitely the acid Holiday Inn.
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K 9:53 pm on June 19, 2014 Permalink |
I snuck in the back around dawn when I was at a sleep over nearby. It still gives me the creams. There was a room with a whole in the floor and a rug covering it. I almost fell in. My friend caught me.
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Elizabeth 10:47 pm on October 6, 2013 Permalink |
Ok I knew all but 2 of all involved and yes List strolled areas in Montrose to acquire the men he desired. The house was very unique and unknown to most. Like List had a complete apartment upstairs over looking the pool,bar and all that was visible around the catwalk that separated the 2 side of the house. He never came out to socialize even if he hosted an event. The look served his purpose of security after his daughter was killed some time earlier in the Montrose area, as strange as it was as he picked up all sort of people. He had one man that always was with him. His fatal mistake was picking up the wrong person to play his SICK games with and gave all the drugs and alcohol to them to keep them there. There were 3 men there that fatal day. His last boy toy was as thrown off as List and decided that he was going to stop it for good as List came in through his private garage entrance he was shot to death. Then the house was trashed badly as badly as List had conducted himself. The gunman as far as I know was never caught, but the one that was always with him went to prison and paid his debt. So much more that had been just a good story just not the correct one. And the only article is in true crime magazine closest to the truth And list didn’t have a wife to hide anything from even the police knew what was going on but money talk s and pays a lot of taxes. A friend was lost that day and List was not his name. Jeff I still Thank you and always loved my black room.
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Michael 12:54 pm on July 1, 2013 Permalink |
I remember this like it was yesterday… Been in the house after it was closed up. It looked like a bunch of people had broken into the property and partied there before me and after me. I think a lot of us wanted to see if the place was haunted and gave a cool place to drink beer
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Erin 10:29 pm on June 25, 2013 Permalink |
Randomly stumbled on this website when searching Todville. Just drove last property this weekend. My oldest sister was a caretaker there for a couple of years in the late 80s/early 90s with about 6 other friends. I spent a few nights there and nothing creepy or leading us to think it was haunted happened, but people did break into the atrium section all the time. The back half of the house facing the bay was never finished but was a mirror image of the front section. We used to play hide and seek back there. Anyway, it was an eye sore on the coast and don’t blame them for tearing it down!
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John 2:11 pm on September 26, 2012 Permalink |
The Best Article was in the Houston Chronicle:
http://www.chron.com/CDA/archives/archive.mpl?id=1985_52503
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John 2:04 pm on September 26, 2012 Permalink |
Entire gallery:
Another picture:
The owner was killed at the bottom of this staircase, as he got home from work:
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Bonnie Brae 11:57 am on September 26, 2012 Permalink |
Can you recall if there were any true crime shows about this??? I can tell by the “compound” description it’s not the story I initially thought. There was very similar but the guy was married and he carried out his heinous crimes when the wife was away with the kids. Sick stuff. So is this twisted building still standing? I would be very curious to see more pics of it from the outside. And did you actually take those photos on the bottom??? They are very cool either way.
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John 2:02 pm on September 26, 2012 Permalink |
The story you may be thinking of was about a guy in Indiana, but yes… a large estate, indoor pool, picked up male hustlers, etc. Similar elements. This story has a few survivors left that are still alive. I tracked a person of interest down, he lives near me after his prison stint, but I doubt he is up for an interview. LOL. Or me for that matter! I am no Paula Zahn or Bill Kurtis! I’ll see if I have more pics!
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John 2:08 pm on September 26, 2012 Permalink |
Here’s a another good story I posted. It is written like an essay, very Rolling Stone-esque, or what you might find in your local entertainment mag for your city:
It tells the whole story:
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John 2:43 pm on September 26, 2012 Permalink |
Oh sorry… but no there are no true crime shows that I know of. It could be a good story on Forensic Files or something…but there really is not much to it. Some wayward street kids killed an old gay guy who was into kinky sex. Similar to what happened to Ramon Navarro, the famous actor.
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