GINNY DOE - It’s Not Fair!

People are not supposed to die unless they are very, very old or very, very sick. So what am I doing with my picture on this blog, dead without anyone knowing who I am? It’s not fair! They think I was somewhere between 10 and 14 years old. Stuff like this isn’t supposed to happen! I should be looking forward to my first date, dreaming about prom or maybe still playing with Barbies. So what happened to me?

On April 3, 1985, someone found my remains (yuck - I hate that word) just off of Big Wheel Gap Road, four miles southwest of Jellico in Campbell County, Tennessee. The investigators think I was killed one or two years earlier on the edge of the strip mine and then tossed down the slope. So unfair!

They found a pair of size 5 hiking boots near my remains but they are unsure if they belonged to me. I had a bracelet and a necklace that were made of plastic buttons. Those investigating say I may have been from the Appalachian area, possibly Kentucky or Tennessee. So there you have it other than this information, an approximate age and the fact that I was a young white female, they know nothing about me.

They’ve compared my DNA and dental records to quite a few young girls who could possibly fit my description but so far there has been no match.

A forensic artist was kind enough to create a reconstruction of my face. Please take a close look at it and send it to your friends. Someone must know who I am! Somewhere, someone must be missing me!

If you have any information about this case please contact:

University of TN Forensic Anthropology Center
865-974-4408
Agency Case Number:
UT85-6F

NCIC Number:
U-130022868

VIEW HER PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE HERE: Campbell Tennessee Jane Doe April 1985

Sandra, Molly, Bet and Mary

You can call us Sandra, Molly, Bet and Mary if you want. The names are in order by our age from the eldest to the youngest. But those are not our names. We have been dubbed with Temporary Doe Names.

I’m Sandra, I’m 23 or 32 or somewhere in between. I may have been a mom. I was a woman. I was alive. Then I was found dead. Three children were also found dead. This is our story.

In November 1985, my remains along with that of a child approximately eight to ten years old were found stuffed inside of a 55 gallon metal drum. Disposed of like toxic waste. The drum was located near Bear Brook Garden Trailer Park near 22 Edgewood Drive in Allentown, New Hampshire. While the homicide report online shows the cause of death as withheld, the media reports that both of us were killed by blunt force trauma. It’s also been noted by several sources that our deaths were brutal and viscous. The child that was found with me may have a family connection to me. I was killed with this child and disposed near this trailer park sometime between 1977 and 1985.

The above seems horrid and unbelievable, but it gets worse. In May 2000, another metal drum was discovered only but a mere 100 yards away. This drum contained two children. Both children had been murdered. One of these two children the youngest, one to three years of age is also believed to be my child. From testing the third child age four to eight years old cannot be confirmed as being related. Two more children, whether my blood or not, most definitely I cared for them, I loved them and I feared for them! They were found 15 years after they discovered me. They had only been 100 yards away. My child. My agony. My pain.

Here is what little information there is that might help you:

SANDRA DOE– 23 to 32 years old, given birth, stood about 5’2 to 5’7, and had curly light brown hair approximately four inches long

MOLLY DOE – 5 to 10 years old, approximately 4'3 tall, had double-pierced ears, and had dark blonde or light brown hair

BET DOE – 4 to 8 years old, approximately 3'8 tall and had a noticeable overbite

MARY DOE – 1 to 3 years old child was approximately 2'5 tall and had fine blonde hair, approximately 8 to 12 inches in length

We were all White or Native American.

Can you help us? Can you help pass around the forensic images that might help identify us? Will you ask everyone you know to pass around our images and our story? Someone out there must know who we are. Someone out there must be missing us. Please help us find our way home. These children deserve headstones with their given names.

If you have any information contact:

New Hampshire State Med Exams Ofc

603-271-1235

New Hampshire Cold Case Unit
603-271-2663 or 603-271-1255

Case Number: NCMU1100629

UPDATED NOTE OCT 2011:

*These victims have a potential family connection. Department of Justice is waiting for Nuclear DNA tests that are pending to learn more about the family relations. The above was modified slightly to remove any affirmation that she was a mother or the mother of these children.

Update Note June 2013
Tests have confirmed that she is the mother to two of these young victims.  The third child also appears to have a family connection.

VIEW THEIR PROFILE PAGES AT A GLANCE HERE: 

Merrimack New Hampshire Jane Doe November 1985 

Merrimack New Hampshire Jane Doe November 1985

Merrimack New Hampshire Jane Doe May 2000

Merrimack New Hampshire Jane Doe May 2000

Buried Beneath the Lies – You’ll find me: Lisa Doe

My mother loved to sing to me. If I close my eyes really tight and think hard, I remember. I remember being in one room and her in another; separated by a child guard, she would sing so heavenly that it would ease my discomfort of her not holding me.

That was one of only a couple of memories I have from my early years. See my mother, she would never hold me again. I would never hear her sing again. We didn’t share our lives together.

Sometime in the early to mid 1960s, I was ripped away from my security. The peace, joy, and comfort I had with my mother were replaced with years of deceit, confusion, fear, and terror. Sure, I was given three squares a day like any inmate would receive. There was a roof over my head and clothes on my back, but it was never home. Not my home. I was abducted.

I long for the day I can go home. It’s been over forty-five years, but my desire is as strong now as it was when I was torn from my mother’s love.

The name Lisa is of a pretend friend of mine from childhood. Why Lisa? Could Lisa be my name? The difference in my story is that I’m living, breathing, and desperately seeking to find my way home. Can you help me?

I could have been from anywhere in the United States --East Coast or West Coast--or Canada. Anywhere is possible.

Here is what I look like today, my stats:

Age: (approx) 49
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5'9"

Birthmarks/ scars: scar on inside lower right leg

Health conditions: Asthma, allergies, tooth with no adult tooth underneath, high blood pressure, diabetes

Other: Freckles

Do you know anyone else who looks like this, or looked like this? I’m looking for my mother. Maybe there’s a sister or aunt who are also searching for a stolen child from the ’60s? I want to find my way home. You can help me do this? Please circulate this to every person you know in this world. I believe that the right person at the right time will see this and know who I am. They can tell me. I can find my way home.

If you are the person who knows me, please contact:

Can You Identify Me?
Rebel J. Morris, Executive Director
702-462-7243
canyouidentifyme@yahoo.com

Note from Can You Identify Me: The above story you just read is not fictional. This person is not deceased. This person is alive and looking for her family. She contacted Can You Identify Me? to place her story in this unique setting. The information about this case has been verified with NCMEC and a private investigator handling the case. If you have any information pertaining to the true identity of this woman, please contact Can You Identify Me? and I’ll pass it along. Thank You

UPDATE: Ruled Out Cases:
Elizabeth Ann Gill, Diane Prevost & Kathleen Ann Shea

update posted August 19, 2010

UPDATE: IMAGE of what her mother might have looked like in the 1960's.

Faith Doe

I was buried in a pauper’s grave on December 2, 1983, ten months from the time I was found in an abandoned basement. For now that day of February 28, 1983 when I was found is where my story begins, but it has no ending.

On February 28, 1983 a couple men scavenging for copper stumbled through the basement of abandoned apartment building located on Clemens Ave in St Louis, Missouri. They did not find the copper they sought; instead they found my lifeless, headless body. In shear horror those men ran out of that building faster than a speeding bullet. They called the police and shortly after the entire neighborhood was swarming with police, the medical examiners office and onlookers.

At first they thought I might have been a woman who had been raped, killed and dumped. Within minutes upon approaching they rolled me over to find I was but a mere child. The cops were sickened by tragedy of my death before them.

They estimate that I was eight to eleven years old. I had been well nourished, well cared for, and in seemingly good health; until that day of course. I had been killed elsewhere, beheaded and then disposed of like a bag of trash in this building, this basement. I was left only wearing a sweater, my hands had been tied by rope behind my back and my head has not been located. The only other distinguishing factor is that I wore nail polish. To be exact, two coats of red nail polish adorned my nails.

The local authorities are doing everything they can and have been for years. Twenty six years have passed. Yet, no family has come forward. No person has been arrested for my death. No one knows who I am, where I came from, or why this tragedy occurred.

My spirit is way beyond the age of eleven and walks endlessly, restlessly until the day someone comes forward to claim me, name me.

Specific Details:

Sex: Female
Race: Black
Age: 8 to 11 yrs old
Height: 4’10 est
Weight: 70 lbs
Distinguishing Characteristics: No scars, no deformities, well nourished and she was of medium complexion
Clothing: Yellow V Neck Sweater and two coats of red finger nail polish
Cause of Death: Homicide (sexually assaulted and then strangled, head removed with large bladed knife after death)
Location of Death: Unknown (killed elsewhere)
Other: Red and white nylon rope used to tie her hands behind her back

ANY INFORMATION PERTAINING TO FAITH DOE PLEASE CONTACT:
St. Louis Police Department
Detective Thomas Carroll
314-444-5371
You may remain anonymous when submitting information.

NCIC Number:
U-470002710
Please refer to this number when contacting any agency about this case.

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A video presentation of this case by Peas In Their Pods (note -this is graphic and only intended for viewing by individuals over the age of 18): Faith Doe information by Peas In Their Pods

VIEW HER PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: St Louis Missouri Jane Doe February 1983

James "Jamie" Doe: I'm a child looking for my parents. Are they looking for me?

Bust by Frank Bender 2/8/10

No one knows who I am. Do you?

I am about 10 to 11 years old, or that's how old I was when they found me in the brush. I guess I was there near the edge of that wooded area for a couple months before someone found me.

On September 25, 1998, some guy cutting the bushes around a billboard found my skeleton. It was near Interstate 85 in Hillsborough, Mebane, North Carolina.

The cops that investigated my death said I was just dumped there. The bad people who dumped me didn't even cover me up or anything. I'm only 10 but I think that SUCKS. What did I ever do? Could I have been that bad that you would kill me and leave me on the side of the road like unwanted trash? I was just a kid!

Important Stuff To Know About Me:
I'm a male, white (maybe Hispanic or mix), 4'11, weighed 50 lbs, brown hair, with unknown eye color, about 10 to 11 years old.

They found a pair of Fox Polo Club brand khaki shorts, underwear and white tube socks still inside a pair of black, size three athletic shoes. There was no mention of a shirt.

Additional Facts To Know:
The Newsobserver reported that this case was to be featured on America's Most Wanted, but the 911 happened. This blogger couldn't find a record on AMW.com that shows this case was or wasn't featured. Chances are it wasn't.

The Doe Network reported that I "had sealants on the surfaces of the following teeth: 3, 4, 13, 14, 19, 29, 30; no cavities; teeth 4, 13, 20 decidious." Also that I had $50 in my pockets, specifically "2 $20s, 1 $10."

Many theories have been bounced around about me. They say that maybe I was the child of migrant workers, possibly illegals. Something bad happened my parents got scared and had to leave me. I don't believe that happened to me. It doesn't make sense. If my parents left me there, why didn't they bury me? On those old movies I used to watch when you bury someone you love you leave a stone, I think they call it a marker. Why didn't my parents do that for me?

Maybe my parents don't know I'm dead at all. Maybe I was stolen. Maybe I made a mistake and ran away. If I did, I didn't mean to.

I think I was scared and sad. You know right before it happened, right before I died.

I want my parents to know about me. I want to know my name.

Will you help me find my name? Will you help me rest in peace? Please tell as many people as you know to view my picture and see if they know me. If they have any information call the police. PLEASE!

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If you know anything about this child please contact the authorities.
You may remain anonymous when submitting information.

Orange County Sheriff's Office
919-644-3050

NCMEC #: NCMU400069
NCIC Number: U-174662253

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE:  Orange North Carolina John Doe September 1998