10:05.
I discovered a new tv show today during lunch. It runs in the States on Investigative Discovery and is called "Disappeared", true stories of people who have simply vanished. I watched the most recent episode this evening, and I am hooked to the point where I am downloading every episode I can find, which is probably half of them.
For some reason, missing persons cases fascinate me. Perhaps it is their seemingly-random nature, the "if not for the grace of God go I" aspect. I am not sure.
We have had more than a few missing persons cases in Nova Scotia. The most famous is likely that of Kimberly McAndrew in 1989, but there are many more. In the Valley, there was a man from Canning, Mark Clarke, not far from my hometown, who got a ride to Kentville, not far from his hometown, went for a walk down one of the main streets, and vanished.
A young man named Allan Kenley Matheson was attending Acadia University in 1992 when he, too, disappeared, a few weeks into the school year. In the nearly 24 years since, no trace of him has been found. There was supposed to be a documentary film about this case to come out in 2015, but it is apparently not finished yet. I chipped in some bucks to help with the production and am entitled to a digital copy of it when it's done. I look forward to seeing it. I am Facebook friends with Allan's sister. The man who's making the documentary is named Ron Lamothe. On the Kickstarter page for the film, Lamothe said he had once asked a private detective what case kept him up at night, which case was so mysterious, so baffling, so lacking in answers. The P.I. stated that it was the Allan Kenley Matheson case.
Going back to 1988, this one is especially troubling. A mentally ill young man named Lyndon Howard Fuller leapt from his third floor hospital window, ran into a wooded area, and disappeared. He was only wearing pajamas at the time. It was a cold night, and by all rights he should have been found within minutes. But, here it is, April of 2016, and nobody knows what happened to him, or if he is, nobody is talking about it.
There are so many more. Perhaps I will write some more posts on this subject, if you want me to. I already have a "MissingPersons" label so I have written about this subject at least once before. But if you want more, let me know. If there is a next time I will tell you about the Halifax business man who loved to hunt. One day, he went out hunting and... was never seen again. Afterward, I will tell you about a connection between that case and my present job.
Until next time pleasant... dreams?
Bevboy, stealing the end of both "Inner Sanctum" and the "CBS Radio Mystery Theatre"
P.S. Are you sure you locked your door?
2 comments:
Hi Bevboy...stumbled on your blog looking for old stuff on ASDU - my father worked there until 1984 or 85 can't remember which so it was neat to see you had worked there. Some people thought my father was a bit of a jerk so even if you met him you might not have liked him (Major Richard/John Collins) Then I noticed you had an entry on Richard Sanders - well coincidentally I was at MicMac Mall when he visited there one time and it was a blast to see someone else loved WKRP like I did/do. Finally noticed you mentioned the missing person case from Berwick - Fuller. That case has always freaked me out. I try not to look at too many of these cases because I just find it so frightening that people can just disappear like that.
Anyhow, I don't usually read blogs but one of your posts led to another and I found it so interesting that there were a few things I related to immediately. Sorry, I live in Toronto or I would check out your articles in Frank :)
Hi, Anon. Thanks for writing!!
I did not know your father. My time at ASDU was more than 30 years ago, and lasted for all of four months. How time flies!!
I do remember one guy, name of Jack Fowler. A deeply opinionated man. Civilian. He was pissed off about something at work one day and grieved something right in front of me. The word "advised" was used back and forth between him and the Captain running that team. It was used so much, that the word to this day is one I try not to use at all. It just takes me back to that day in 1985 when I heard it a dozen or more times over the course of 5 minutes or so.
I was not there to see Richard Sanders. I wish I had been. I was in the Valley, more than an hour away. Until I read your post, I didn't know where he was in the city, except as a guest on Dave Wright's talk show. Thanks for that information, sir.
The Lyndon Fuller case is one that has many, many twists and turns. I am convinced that he was spirited away by a religious community called the Twelve Tribes. His parents are, too. You really should read my article in Frank to see for yourself. Lately, I have been writing more about unsolved murders. I really should do a missing persons case next. Been a few months since I have done one.
You can order that issue of Frank #749, from the Frank bunker. Or you can contact my editor and get a digital subscription. Tell him Bevboy sent you.
editor@frankmagazine.ca
I don't know your name, but thanks for writing, and thanks for reading. The blog turns 10 years old in the Fall. I had no idea I'd still be doing it, all these years later. Glad that I have a new regular reader.
Please keep commenting all you like. I enjoy reading these comments, infrequent though they are.
All my best.
Bevboy
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