“She calls out to the man on the street
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"
"Sir, can you help me?
It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep,
Is there somewhere you can tell me?"
He walks on, doesn't look back
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
She's embarrassed to be there"
He pretends he can't hear her
Starts to whistle as he crosses the street
She's embarrassed to be there"
Phil Collins song “Another Day in Paradise ” was released in 1989. Do you remember this song? I’m not sure I ever got to hear it, you know, played on the radio. It’s a song that’s supposed to make people realize that homeless people are people too. There’s this article though that was released in August of 2009 by the Orlando Sentinel by Willoughby Mariano that discusses the homeless situation in Orlando Florida twenty years later and well to be honest it doesn’t sound like homeless people are treated any better by the world. No, in fact this article states “Forty-six percent of homeless people questioned in Orlando and Orange County Orlando had been ranked “as the third "meanest" city in the country,” and that in 2009 “at least two homeless men have been slain in Orange County Orange County is where Orlando
The reason I bring all this up is because the authorities believed I was living a homeless lifestyle in 1990. Why does this matter? Well, on March 16, 1990 my remains were found in a wooded area believed to be where homeless people were living. They think I died up to two years prior to being found. That means I probably died before Phil Collins even wrote “Another Day in Paradise .”
If I was homeless it sort of explains why they were not able to identify me. There is always the chance that I was not homeless and I had been dumped or buried there by others so you would think I was homeless. Regardless of whether I was homeless or not, I had family. Everyone has a mother and father. Maybe I had siblings. Someone out there had to have been missing me. Someone out there may still be looking for me.
I was a White male, twenty to forty years old who stood 5’6 to 5’8 feel tall. They don’t have any descriptive information about me like hair, eyes or weight. However, in the area they did find a shirt, some boots and some keys.
The most descriptive information about me is where they found me. I was found behind Sewell’s Plastics. It was a wooded area 750’ West and 100’ South of 7400 S. Orange Ave, Orlando. Maybe someone out there knows the area?
Better yet, maybe someone out there knows who I am. Is that someone you?
If you have any information about who his man may be,please contact the
District 9 - Medical Examiners Office
407-836-9400
Case #1990-000264NCIC # U-415045415
VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Orange Florida John Doe March 1990
