Monday, November 16, 2015

Missing Persons Day Event

By Cherolyn Gordon

October 26th, 2015 ASU College Glendale, AZ

As Rebel and I journeyed towards Arizona my thought was nothing other than this event will help me do my job of fundraising better.  Friday evening as we get settled into our rooms anticipating the morning of the event, which came very early. At this time, I am still in awe and excited about the knowledge I will gain. It took a few minutes, but finally got our table set up with Can You Identify Me banner, flyers, pictures, and information on the organization.

By 10 AM family members of the missing started to walk through the double doors with the hope, I’m sure, of something or someone new might hold the magical element or clue they needed to help find their missing loved one. I just sat quietly listening and watching as people of all walks of life walked by our table gazing at each item displayed. Some stopped to ask questions about the organization and some strolled on by curious as to what other institutes had relating to their situation.

We all go through ups and downs in life, which may or may not be what we want or expect. When this happens we often ask ourselves, “Why Me”.  Why did I have to be the punching bag to life’s worst occurrences? In death, It is depressing when you lose a loved one by illness, accident, or old age, but at least you know the how and why.  

My first experience meeting a father who was still searching for his son missing 14 years. Deep in is heart he probably knows his child is deceased, but in his eyes over the pain and hurt, still a glimmer of hope portrayed. He whispered gently he hasn’t slept in 14 years.  At that moment, it was all I could do to hold back my tears. I for one don’t ever want to feel the pain that I saw in the eyes of families who has a child, cousin, sister, brother, father, or mother missing. It is the not knowing that is detrimental to your being.

If I am only a volunteer for six days, six months, or six years with Can You Identify Me I will always be grateful to this foundation for all that is done to support and assist the families who endure such agony.  

Thank you Rebel, board members, and volunteers for all you do! 

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Can You Identify Me will be observing Easter and closing its Volunteer Center on Saturday, April 4, 2015.  We will reopen on Tuesday, April 7, 2015 at 9 AM.

Thank You
Team Can You Identify Me

Monday, January 5, 2015

Maybe Next Christmas

Marlene Dietrich, Anthony Perkins, Hal Roach, and Nancy Walker are all famous people that died in 1992. I also left this earth in 1992, but I'm not famous. Maybe I could have been famous though.... Hmmm, let’s see.... a famous singer, dancer. Maybe I could have won the Nobel peace prize, I will never know because in 1992, someone made the decision to end my life. I was found in a parking lot in a trash bag on San Pedro Street in Los Angeles, California. I had been stabbed multiple times. I had been deceased 24 hours prior to the discovery of my remains.

The year 1992 was when my life both ended and started because now I need your help. Who am I? What did I do? Where was I going? And why did I end up here? These are the questions that need to be answered.

The authorities have given little pieces of the puzzle as to my identity, but there really isn't much to go on. My age? Well, I could have been as old as 25 or as young as 14. I am Hispanic with black hair that came midway down my back. I had brown eyes. I stood at 4' 6" and weighed 127 lbs. I had a clean appearance, wearing a white blouse, white skirt, and a black leather belt. I was neat and tidy, so maybe I was going somewhere? Did I meet up with you or were we supposed to meet up, and I never made it? Did you see me prior to December 9, 1992? The Christmas holidays were getting close. I could have been shopping for gifts or making arrangements to see family. One thing I know for sure: I was missing from the Christmas dinner table that year and every year after that.

My face was reconstructed by a forensic artist in the hope someone would recognize me and that just hasn't happened yet. I became a cold case, so here I am giving you a shout: “Hey I'm still here and I would love to know what my name is!” For now, I'm just Jane Doe. It’s a nice name, but it’s not mine. You see there must be someone somewhere that is missing me, that is looking for me. Well, I am here waiting for you, and it’s been a very long time. Maybe by next Christmas my family and friends will know what happened to me.

If you have any information about this case please contact:

Los Angeles County Coroner
1104 N. Mission Road
323-343-0754Case # 92-11264

View her profile data here: Los Angeles Jane Doe December 1992