The year was 1985. It wasn’t too unlike any other year. Well the weather was earth shattering cold in the Eastern States. I understand it had something to do with the polar vortex being shifted and causing this meteorological event they tagged the Arctic Outbreak. Of course, that probably helped them with the release of the Weather Center the longest running TV show dedicated to weather only news. I don’t know if the weather had anything to do with Live Aid that took place in July and was followed by Farm Aid in September. It’s possible the weather was huge part of why they held these concerts. But what do I know? It’s not like I’m the expert on concerts. Or was I?
1985 was definitely a memorable year for me. That was the year I was released from my earthly body. Or in lament terms, that was the year I died! Of course, I didn’t just die. Actually, I was killed. Yeah, that was my 1985.
On October 1, 1985, my body was found on Loudon County Road. This really remote and rural area called Buttermilk Pike – yep that’s what they call it – Buttermilk Pike! Me, Paulie dumped in a place they call Buttermilk Pike. Can you believe it? It’s someone's sick joke that’s for sure. I was found with two bullet wounds to the head. I know who you are. You know who you are. I can’t take care of you from here, or so you think – you just wait my friend. You’ll get yours; just wait for karma to come collecting. Oh sorry I got side tracked. I just wanted to give a close friend of mine a shout out. Now back to business.
Where was I?
Oh right, Buttermilk Pike is this rural area of Tennessee. To be precise I was found in Lenoir City, Loudon County, Tennessee. They guess I was killed somewhere else and dumped here. Yeah! Anyway, I was probably dead for a week or two prior to being discovered. The problem is they don’t know who I am.
Well I was a white male about 51 to 60 years old. I stood roughly about 5’6 or 5’7. I had removable dentures and medical implant of the aorta. And I had something going on with my tibia and fibula and lumbar vertebra. Come on I was no spring chicken, I had some health issues, but who doesn’t. I wasn’t killed because I had a bad ticker. Nope. What else? Oh yeah, I had this bracelet that I wore. You know the one! Well if you know me, you know the bracelet.
So who am I? I probably had a wife, maybe some kids? Maybe I had a son or two to carry on my name. They are probably looking for me. So these artists people you know they drew me or something. Well what I might have looked like that’s what they tried to do. So here is what you have to do, you have to take this art of me and show everyone. Got it? Take this sketch thing of me and show everyone you know and tell them to show everyone they know. Listen, I’m counting on you. I know that you are good people. I know you’ll help me. Let’s find my family.
If you have any information, please call:
Loudon County Sheriff's Office
Phone: (865) 974-4408
Case # UT85-26F
VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Loudon Tennessee John Doe October 1985