Princess Doe--This Story Is No Fairy Tale

Headlines could have read “Teen Beaten to Death at Cedar Ridge Cemetery.” The reason they could have read that is because that’s what happened.

On July 15, 1982, a 14- to 18-year old homicide victim was found on cemetery grounds off State Hwy. 94 in Warren County, New Jersey. Authorities believe she may have been deceased for up to one week prior to discovery. The girl was white, had shoulder-length brown hair, weighed about 110 lbs. and stood 5'2".

That headline, that girl, she was me. I was killed by a pimp, who claimed I was part of his stable. He claimed he beat me to death.

I’m popular you know? I have had books, TV shows, and movies done about me. And in 1983, I was the very first unidentified victim to be entered into the FBI’s national database. The FBI wanted to help figure out who I was. Like many others who have been entered into that database since 1983, I remain unidentified.

Lots of interesting tidbits about me are out there. Let’s see, stories surfaced that I was a maid in Ocean City, MD, from 1979 to 1982, a runaway from FL, the daughter of a dentist, and I was killed by a serial killer (actually a couple serial killer names were tossed around).

One of the tidbits out there was a theory that I might have been Diana Dye, a missing girl from California. A flyer comparing me to her was made and circulated nationally. My remains were exhumed and a DNA test was conducted. All they could extract was mitochondrial DNA (MtDNA). This form of DNA can only be compared to maternal relatives. Once they had this form of DNA, they compared it to Diana’s mother. Turns out, I’m not her daughter. She’ll keep looking for her daughter like they’ll keep looking for my identity.

Another one of those tidbits was more like a prediction by some psychic detective. The psychic said I was killed by someone already in jail. Turns out, the psychic was right. My pimp, the killer, confessed years after that prediction was made and he was serving time for another crime. In talking with him and a witness to my killing, the cops learned I was most likely from the Long Island area.

The cops have come a long way in trying to figure out who I am, but there is still more road ahead. I hold faith that the road will lead them to my identity and my family.

If you know anything about this girl please contact:

Warren Co. Prosecutor's Office
908-475-6275

New Jersey State Police
800-709-7090

Ave Maria! Listen to a maiden’s prayer!

Ave Maria! Ave Maria! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer!
Thou canst hear though from the wild,
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,
Though banish'd, outcast and reviled -
Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! undefiled!
The flinty couch we now must share
Shall seem this down of eider piled,
If thy protection hover there.
The murky cavern's heavy air
Shall breathe of balm if thou hast smiled;
Then, Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, list a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! stainless styled!
Foul demons of the earth and air,
From this their wonted haunt exiled,
Shall flee before thy presence fair.
We bow us to our lot of care,
Beneath thy guidance reconciled;
Hear for a maid a maiden's prayer,
And for a father hear a child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria
German translation by Adam Storck from
"The Lady of the Lake" by Sir Walter Scott

I was left just steps away from a cemetery. I was laid to rest by hands unknown. My life was taken from this earth by a cruel fate.

My hands bound behind my back. My body wrapped in a sheet. My face wrapped in cloth. My life snuffed out by a cruel fate.

Years have passed and this crime has gone unpunished. Years have passed and my identity remains unknown. Years have passed since my life was taken by a cruel fate.

Today I wait for the answers to come. Today I wait for the chance for my family to learn what happened. Today I wait for the chance to be laid to rest in peace with my identity known. 'Tis a cruel fate to make me wait. Yet here I wait. I wait for that day to come to pass.

Known information about this woman:

Found deceased: Sept 12, 1976
Found at: Lorraine Park Cemetery, 5600 Block of Dogwood Road, Woodlawn area of Baltimore County, Maryland.

Age: late teens to early twenties
Height: Approx 5'8"
Weight: Approx 159 lbs.
Hair: Brown, shoulder length
Eyes: Brown
Scars: 1½" on right thigh
Tattoo: upper right arm near shoulder, rough, possibly initials JP (also could be JS, JB, SP, SS, SD, SB)
Medical: Possible Schizophrenia

Dental & Fingerprints available

Clothing: White/beige pullover shirt and beige/yellow Levi Jeans
Jewelry: Rawhide string necklace with a turquoise blue bead
Other: Safety pin with two keys (night latch & house key)
Cloths: Three cloths were tied behind her head. One had holes for the nose and eyes. A lawn seed bag was also found over her head.

If you know this woman or have any information please call:

Baltimore County Police Department
Homicide Unit's Unsolved Case Squad
410-887-3943

Metro Crime Stoppers
866-7-LOCKUP (866-756-2587)

Stan Doe--Found in the Atlantic Ocean

It’s been too long and I’m too old to tell you any stories, so we’re just jumping right in. No pun intended. On July 24, 2000, my body was found just miles off Jonesport, Maine, in the Atlantic Ocean.

No sugar coating here. The authorities estimate that I died just weeks earlier, in June 2000. They believe I was in my sixties and had gray hair. I was wearing a long sleeved blue knit pullover shirt with a collar as well as a white V-neck T-shirt, two pairs of tube socks, and a gray metal Casio watch. My dental work was distinctive in that I had a Nesbit partial denture span three teeth with one missing. The following were also noted as medical conditions Cardiac Hypertrophy, Coronary Atherosclerosis, Emphysema, and Nephrosclerosis. So I had some heart, lungs, and kidney issues; however, the cause of death was listed as undetermined because of the state of my remains.

So what happened to me? I guess it’s possible I had a heart attack and simply fell overboard in to the ocean. Yet, it seems odd no one noticed I was missing or saw me fall. Same thing for if I wanted to kill myself, you would think someone would notice me taking a nosedive off some ferry into the water. I guess its possible I rented a small fishing boat and jumped; heck, I might have even owned a small boat that would explain why no one saw me jump or fall into the water. Then there is always the cynical approach: someone else killed me and fed me to the fishes. Whatever the reason, death by accident, suicide, or murder, I’m still dead. The problem, at this point, is not how I died, but who the heck I am.

See the above gave you some facts, but with one large important piece of information missing--My Name! Who am I? They don’t know and they need your help to figure it out. So if my forensic reconstruction (image) looks familiar to you, give them a call. If you know someone who went fishing in the summer of 2000 off the port of Maine, or anywhere on the upper Eastern Coast, and never came home, call them. If you think any of this sounds like someone you know, call them. They need your help to figure out who I am.

CALL:

The Chief Medical Examiner’s Office
State of Maine
207-624-7180

Newton County Indiana cold cases re-opened WLFI Coverage: Adam, Brad, Charlene Doe

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Joanie Doe: I’m known for my orange socks.

One method of travel for me was hitchhiking. My life wasn’t the pretty picture you like to hear about when you think of young white girls in their 20’s. I wasn’t a model. I wasn’t a debutante. I wasn’t a college bookworm. No, my life wasn’t anything like those girls’.

I owned very little. I wore orange socks. My toenails were long because I didn’t have clippers to cut them. My legs were unshaven because I didn’t have a razor to shave them. I rarely had water to bathe properly. I may have exchanged favors for food, rides, or money. I had untreated gonorrhea. Perhaps I was mistreated and that’s what set me on the road. I was young. I was alone. I was trying to survive.

The question is was I hitchhiking in Oklahoma when a man named Henry Lee Lucas picked me up? He stated he bought me lunch then had unsatisfying sex with me, which led to him to strangling me to death. After which, he then had unsatisfying sex with me again. He claims he dumped me in a culvert off the “IH35 southbound toward San Antonio.” He remembered this because he injured his knee on the guardrail. He also told them he thought my name was Joanie or Judy. This convicted serial killer later recanted his statement about killing me.

Another possibility, one that makes people scratch their heads, is that I wasn’t picked up by this serial killer in Oklahoma. Instead, according to an anonymous caller, I was seen hitchhiking near Georgetown, Texas on the day of my murder.

The complete truth is unknown. They did find me dead, by strangulation, dumped in a culvert. There was even evidence my body was dragged, possibly over a freeway guardrail.

The reality is that I was a 20-something-year-old woman who stood 5'8", weighed 135 pounds, had red hair and hazel eyes, and I was murdered on October 30, 1979. My body was found in culvert near Georgetown, Williams County, Texas. I was only wearing my orange socks and have since been dubbed “Orange Socks.”


If you have any information about this young lady, please contact:

Texas Department of Public Safety
P O Box 4087
Austin, Texas 78773-0422
Phone: (512) 424-5074
or
Williamson County Sheriff's Office
512-943-1389

CASE# U8904002
TXPDS FLYER: http://www.txdps.state.tx.us/mpch/UnidentifiedDetails.asp?id=U8904002

Pogonip Jane--I might have a brother!

A young girl went missing. A body was found. A young man went to the police and said that she might be his sister. They said that was not possible; her age is wrong. That was how it happened back in 1994.

Today, police are looking for this man. The man who said that the young unidentified girl found in Pogonip Park was his sister. She still might not be his sister, but they need to find him to make sure.

Over the past few years, the police have been trying all types of new avenues to find out who a young Jane Doe female is. She was found on January 29, 1994, in Pogonip Park, Santa Cruz County, California. She had been killed.

This young unidentified girl, simply called Pogonip Jane, was originally thought to be in her early 20’s. Now with new tests they believe she was 17 to 19 years old and possibly as young as 12. She stood about 5 feet tall and weighed about 110 pounds. She wore her brown hair short, her left ear was pierced twice, and her right ear pierced once.

They found her dead on January 29, 1994, in an area of the park where homeless people set up camps. Her nude body with blunt force trauma wounds was recovered from a shallow grave. It is believed she could have been killed anywhere from a couple months to several months prior to her discovery in January 1994.

Down the way, in the opposite direction of her remains, they found clothing. It is speculated these articles of clothing belonged to her: a beige floral-design cotton pullover sweater with ribbed neck, cuffs, and bottom, and medium-sized black Gap Sport sweatpants with pockets.

Most importantly this girl had a small heart-shaped tattoo in the web of her left hand between the thumb and forefinger.

Lots of great tips have come in. The cops investigating now have lots of new tests they can and have run. The tests have cleared up the age discrepancy. Now they even know that this young girl traveled between Santa Cruz and Santa Barbara several times in the months before she died. They learned that from the water she drank. Amazing, right?

That girl wasn’t a TV show. That girl dubbed Pogonip Jane was me. I’m dead and I need help finding my family and my identity. Can you help? Someone out there knows a young girl who traveled between Santa Cruz and Santa Barbara several times during 1993! Help the cops find that person who knows me.


If you have information about this girl, please call:
Santa Cruz Sheriff's Office
Detective Sgt. Alan Burt
831-454-2520
or
Santa Cruz Cnty Coroners Ofc
831-454-2985