Was I college student? Was I studying politics and
government? Could I have been running for an office, for school recognition?
Could I have been on the debate team? Could I have been President of the United States
someday? Sure, why not!
Was I fast on my feet? Was I able to run the field? Could I
move and glide with a ball? Did I look good in that uniform? Could I have been
on the road to great success working my way to the NFL? Sure, why not!
Was I an average hard-working guy simply trying to get by in
life? A guy who wanted to provide for his family? A guy who wanted to have fun
after work? A guy who wanted to meet someone nice and fall in love? Sure, why
not!
Anything is possible about how my life could have turned
out. Unfortunately, it didn’t go quite as planned. It hit a roadblock.
Actually, more like a cement block. See on October 16, 2005, my remains were
found encased in cement inside of a 50-gallon drum in a shallow creek just off Hwy.
84, Clarence, Natchitoches Parish, Louisiana .
What my future had in store will remain a mystery.
Apparently someone out there wanted me gone. It was so serious that they
encased me in cement inside of a 50-gallon drum and dropped me in a creek. That
was pretty messed up, right there. What’s even more messed up, the authorities
don’t know who I am. They can’t figure it out. In order to figure out who I am,
they have to get back to the basics.
Here’s some real basic 411: I’m an African-American male, 18
to 30 years old, and I stood somewhere between 5'6" to 5'10". I was
wearing some type of green-blue shirt or jacket with a drawstring hood and
Hanes boxer shorts.
The real basics here are going to
be the science. They take this test that gives them information, that helps
them figure out who someone is, it’s called DNA. DNA, the acronym for
Deoxyribonucleic Acid, stands for the key foundation on which the structure of
life is built. Sounds serious right? What it really means is that it can tell
one person from the next. You know the basics! Alright, so they have my DNA on
file. Also they were able to find my teeth and dental impressions. It’s like
this, that means they have my dental information on file too. It doesn’t get
more basic than the stuff you are made of and your teeth! Now they just need
something to compare it to.
You know when I was found. You know where I was found. You
know how I was found. Now what? Back to the basics, dawg! Find my family and
let’s get some comparisons made to find out who I am. Let’s get those DNA
science guys working on matching me to me. Feel me?
If you have information that will lead to the identity of
this man, please call:
9 comments:
This picture is beautiful, so life-like. I don't know how anyone who knows this young man's identity could fail to recognize him once they saw the image.
I thought it was a real photo! Wow!
Have they looked in high school year books for his picture? Could he be from another country?
To be honest I was thinking the same thing. He looks to be from the Dominican Republic.
Or its possible that the image doesn't even look like him...its a computer generated image of someone found encased in cement. My guess is, he was highly likely unrecognizable...Just my thoughts
I thought it was a real picture as well!! How come nobody recognizes him?? His picture needs national attention.
I thought it was odd to "assume" that this individual spoke in the manner of the narrative. Regardless,I greatly appreciate and support the mission of this site. What a handsome young man. I hope his truth is found, and he is at peace.
Were there tags in the clothing? Maybe the manufacturer could help date the clothing? Surely they could help narrow the time of his death down some. 1 to 25 years is a pretty big span.
I thought the same thing. How presumptuous to assume that was his manner of speaking.
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