You can call me Rose!

My story is not unlike many featured here on this site. If you’ve read any of them you probably have a good idea what mine is about. Not unlike a couple of the others it appears I’m married, but my husband seems to be MIA. Not unlike another here I seemed to end up at the bottom of an embankment.

The bottom line is I’m dead and they don’t know who I am. Like I said not unlike many featured here. So how do I differ? Let’s find out.

Hello. I have no name. I could be a victim of foul play. I sound like I’m attending one of those anonymous meetings. Well, we are sort of anonymous now, aren’t we? Well much like the others I’m tired of being anonymous. I’m ready for you to know my name.

So let’s get down to business. I’m a white female twenty five to thirty five years old. I stood about five feet six inches to seven inches tall, maybe a little taller. I had reddish brown hair twelve to fourteen inches in length. I might have weighed ninety to one hundred and thirty pounds. My teeth were in very poor condition. I had two healed fractures one to a rib and the other to my upper right arm near by shoulder. It’s possible I had chronic back pains. I had a very distinctive rose tattoo on my left breast. The tattoo was an outline of the rose. I also had a distinctive ring. It was silver trimmed with blue painted enamel background with flowers. Plus, I had a gold wedding band.

I was found on October 9, 2001, deceased. I had been dead for a few weeks, possibly a few months. A road crew discovered me off an embankment of Interstate 65 in Simpson County, Kentucky. It’s speculated I was thrown over the guardrail; after which, I came to rest next to some trees at bottom of the embankment.

Now you know what I looked like and how I was killed. Now you just need to know my name. Everyone needs to know my name. I’m ready for you to know my name. What’s my name?

If you have any information please contact:

Kentucky State Police
Detective Michael May
270-782-201

Simpson County Coroners Office
270-586-7118

Case # FA-2001-44

VIEW HER PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Simpson Kentucky Jane Doe October 2001

Alaska Days, Alaska Ways! Call me Robinson Doe

You are probably stuck on the fact that I was in Alaska. People who are not from Alaska have a hard time wrapping their heads around what Alaska is really like. I don’t care what TV shows you’ve seen, what books you’ve read, or stories you’ve heard – you truly don’t know Alaska until you have lived here.

I’m certainly not going to waste time here explaining Alaska to you. Either you know it or you don’t.

The reason we are here today is to talk about who I am. Who I might be is the subject of this narrative. What happened to me is another story completely. Let’s just stay focused on the real reason we are all here today. Who am I, that’s what you want to know. It’s also what law enforcement would like to know. So who am I?

I’m a white man about forty to forty five years old. Well at least I was about that age when I died. See my remains were found on August 16, 2001. They think I died in February of 2001. The problem is they don’t know who I am. They just found my remains. So until they figure out who I am, I remain “unidentified.”

Remaining focused: I’m a white man, forty to forty five years old who stood anywhere from five feet six inches to five feet ten inches tall. I had salt and pepper (gray) hair that I wore in a ponytail. This they know. Not my name, but that I wore a ponytail. My hair outlived my name. Well maybe it will help you figure out who I am.

If you think clothes will help you figure out who I am, I was wearing a black winter jacket with a purple lining, Rustler brand jeans and Rawlings brand tennis shoes sized eight and a half.

There’s only one detail left, where I was found. If it helps any, I was found in a wooded area of 3^rd Avenue in Anchorage, Alaska.

Now you know what I looked like, what I was wearing and where I was found – Do you know who I am? If you do, do me a favor call these cops and tell them, so they’ll know too. I’d like a nice tombstone with my name on it!

If you have any information call:

Anchorage Police Department
907-786-890

Refer to NIC/U16000237

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE HERE: Anchorage Alaska John Doe August 2001

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Where Did I Come From? Who Am I?

You can call me Brian. My death was tragic. The story of my life is unknown. Who I am remains a mystery. The circumstances of my life have turned into a puzzle that needs your help to solve.

In August 2001, a fisherman found my remains. To be more precise he found a partial skull, my skull well some of it anyway. The fisherman was in a ditch off the St Francis River in Poinsett County, Arkansas. He called the authorities.

After examination they figured out I was teenager, that I was black and that I was male. They determined that I had a slightly healed fracture on the nasal bones. That’s about all they know. However, they are estimating that I stood about 5 feet and 8 inches. It’s believed that I might have been about 15 to 19 years old.

Someone came up with a composite drawing for what I MIGHT have looked like. I say MIGHT because the ears, the eyes, the hairstyle and so on are all estimations for what I MIGHT have looked like. They did the best they could with what they had to work with.

I think the hardest part of this tragedy is that they can’t narrow in more precisely on when I might have died. The official record states the probable year of death 0 to 2001. YIKES. Seriously? I guess I could have died two years earlier or forty or more years earlier. I hope someone can figure this out. The more precise the date of death, the more chance I have of becoming identified.

The good news to my story is that they have my DNA. So if someone out there thinks there is a chance I might be related they can have their DNA tested against mine to see if it matches.

Do you like solving puzzles if you do maybe you can help me figure mine out. Was I from Arkansas? The St. Francis River is part of the Mississippi River that joins Arkansas and Missouri. Wikipedia describes the area and course of the river as follows:

“The river rises in a region of granite mountains in Iron County, Missouri, and flows generally southwardly through the Ozarks and the St. Francois Mountains near Missouri's highest point Taum Sauk. It forms the Missouri-Arkansas border… and eventually exits the state at Missouri's lowest point in the "toe" at 241 feet. It passes through Lake Wappapello, which is formed by a dam constructed in 1941. Below the dam the river meanders through cane forests and willow swamplands, transitioning from a clear stream into a slow and silt-laden muddy river as it enters the flat lands of the Mississippi embayment. In its lower course the river parallels Crowleys Ridge and is part of a navigation and flood-control project involving a network of diversion channels and ditches along it and the Castor and Little Rivers. Below the mouth of the Little River in Poinsett County, Arkansas, the St. Francis is navigable by barge. It joins the Mississippi River in Phillips County, Arkansas, about 7 mi (11 km) north of Helena.

Along its course in Missouri the river flows through the Mark Twain National Forest and past Sam A. Baker State Park and the towns of Farmington, Greenville and Fisk. In Arkansas it passes the towns of St. Francis, Lake City, Marked Tree and Parkin as well as the St. Francis National Forest.

In addition to the Little River, tributaries of the St. Francis include the Little St. Francis River, which joins it along its upper course in Missouri; the Tyronza River, which joins it in Arkansas; and the L'Anguille River, which joins it just above its mouth.”

So many cities. So many locations. So many possibilities. So where am I from? How far did I travel? Can you help solve my puzzle and tell them where I came from and who I am?

If you think you can please call:

Poinsett County Sheriff's Office
870-578-5411

Reference:  Case # 723-01

NCIC # U980022357

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Poinsett Arkansas John Doe August 2001

Biloxi Harrison County Mississippi <--- That's where I was found!

Now can you tell me where I'm from? Until we know my identity you can call me Ronald Harrington, good a name as any, I guess!

Here is the harsh reality in 2001 my skull was found in the woods. In a wooded area at 13120Hwy 67, Biloxi, Harrison County, Mississippi to be exact. It's been estimated I was dead for one to five years before they found me.

Doe Network reported that I had been shot in the head. They found other parts too, but not my hands. Now who would go and do a thing like that? It's damn crying shame I tell you, damn crying shame!

You probably guessed from the computer enhanced facial reconstruction that I'm a black man. They guess I'm between 32 and 42 years of age and about 5'9 1/2" (69.5)tall. They couldn't tell my weight, can't quite figure out how they could tell my height. Don't much care. I just want to know who I am.

It's also been reported that I was probably wearing black colored pants and gray boxer shorts. So the big mystery is solved. I wore boxers instead of briefs. Wonderful. Now can you just tell me who I am?

Look my hands were not recovered. Let's suppose they were cut off and removed so no finger prints could be taken, or maybe the wild animals carried them away. Sad state of affairs I tell you, sad state!

It comes down to this "Do You Know Me?" If you do call someone and tell them who I am. If you don't pass my picture on to someone else and have them keep passing it on until someone somewhere can say who I am! Thank You!


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ME/C Contact Information
Harrison County Coroner
225.578.6084
or the
Biloxi Police Department
Phone Number:
228-435-6112

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Harrison Mississippi John Doe January 2001

Laura Smiles - CA Sacramento Unidentified Female, June 2001

I need your help! I need to know my name!

Until you can tell them who I am, you can call me Laura Smiles. I guess it seems appropriate as the artist shows my facial reconstruction with a big smile.

However, I'm sure I was far from happy in 2001. My remains were found on June 29, 2001, in Sacramento, California.

So here is what they can tell you about me:

Sex: Female
Race: Possibly White
Approximate Age: Late teens or early 20's
Height: 5'-5'5"
Weight: Unknown (thin to average)
Hair: Unknown
Eyes: Unknown
Outstanding Features: Has had a broken nose in the past

That's it. The biggest clue was that I had a broken nose in the past. Ok if that's all you have to go on .. use it. 

What doctors could have treated my broken nose? What school may have records of student being absent for a broken nose, fitting my basic description?

Also an important fact is that the photo displayed here are my actual teeth!

If you are dentist and have treated me in the past this might be helpful: "Teeth are very well cared for; no dental cavities; teeth have plastic sealants; missing all first bicuspids (#5, #12, #21, and #28); possible prior orthodontics or preparation for orthodontics; all four wisdom teeth are present; lower wisdom teeth are not fully erupted."

Do you remember a neighbor that might look anything like the rendering above? Do you know me? Can anyone call the police and tell them who I am, or who they think I might be?

I would rest more peacefully if you could simply help!!

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If you have any information please contact:

Sacramento Police Department (916) 264-5471

Sacramento County Coroner's Office (916) 874-9320

Please reference June 29, 2001 as the date I was located.
Attempt to Identify notification was February 2002

VIEW HER PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE:  Sacramento California Jane Doe June 2001

Bret Stone -Unidentified Male found Deep River, Ontario September 5, 2001

Until my family or friends can identify me, you can call me Bret Stone.

On September 5, 2001, six days before the tragedy of 9/11, someone found me deceased in a wooded area near a cross country ski trail. Specifically, I was at Deep River, Ontario, on a bench in an outhouse, in a wooded rest area of cross country ski trail, in the Laurentian Hills.

It appears I had been there a couple of day before they found me. They say there was no trauma found to the body. So I guess I wasn't shot, or hurt that way. I didn't hear any findings on drugs or anything that could have been in the blood system.

I appear to have been traveling due to my possessions, well tanned body and sunburn face. Maybe I skied?

Usually a picture is placed above that is an estimated description of what I look like. Here are two sketches but I'm not sure if they look like me. At the end of my story you will find a link that will show you a more accurate picture of me. The only thing is you must be aware before viewing that it is a post mortem photo.

I'm a male Caucasian. Estimated to be about 28 to 40 years of age. I was about 5'3 to 5'4, slim build with brown hair. I had normal teeth with good dental hygiene.

My glasses were blue and pictures are provided below.


I was wear black cotton jockey shorts, faded button fly blue jeans size 30, a black leather belt and a black T shirt. I sported triathlon socks and black small size, fairly worn running shoes.

When they found me, I had plenty of personal effects but still couldn't identify me. Check this list out:

• Silver ring with aquamarine gem stone worn on right hand, little "pinky" finger


• Blue "Eagle CreekTravel" nylon knapsack containing hiking items such as:


• Candle lantern


• Mini mag flashlight


• Water container


• Matches


• "Levi's" pocket watch with blue face and built in compass


• Luggage tag from a Costa Rican domestic airline


• Plastic laundry bag from Sutton Place Hotel, Toronto


• Matches from Sheraton Hotel, W Hotels (American Chain), and Barclay Hotel in Vancouver


• 2 Protein Bars from a G.N.C. store, more than likely from the United States

Plus my Eyeglasses that are for a near-sighted person and are described as follows:
Frame is "Koh Sakai"Model # is " KS9365"Colour is " 6CPR"Size is " 46-23-145" Right lens prescription is "2.50 -1.75 X 182"Left lens prescription is " 3.50 -1.00 X 008" There is a reflective coating on the lens which is said to be expensive.

One might wonder with so many personal effects and my detailed glasses why can't they identify me? It seems like I had plenty of travels. Don't the hotel's remember me? How about the airlines, can't the flight roster provide a list of names that can be narrowed down to identify who is missing?

I think because foul play is not suspected they didn't try all that hard to figure out who I am. Yes, I'm sure they did the normal routines. However, I think more can be done to figure out my identity. Come on, I had all those personal items on me but no identification?

Sounds like a robbery? Or a lost wallet? If my wallet was lost maybe the lost and found at the ski resorts or lifts could be checked. It really doesn't matter if my money and credit cards are stolen, but maybe my picture ID could be found!

First we have the mystery of who I am, then how about my lack of identification considering all the other items I had with me, and finally what was the cause of my death?

Did I die of a heart attack as I was being robbed? Or Was I simply having a good time partying or having relations with some one who spiked my drink with too much and I overdosed?

I'm a good looking guy, with great teeth and lots of possessions that show I've been places. Someone must know me! Someone must be looking for me!!

Do you know me? Are you looking for me?


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If you have any information -- anything at all that might help
please contact the Ontario Provincial Police, Upper Ottawa Valley Detachment
CONTACT US1-877-9FIND ME

(705) 330-4144 for local or outside of North America
or Crime Stoppers at 1-800-222-TIPS (8477)
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VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE:
Ontario Canada John Doe September 2001



Caution by follow this link you will see a post mortem photo
http://www.missing-u.ca/Photos.aspx?PersonID=62

Georgia Jackson - I was under 25 when they found me.

Hi, I'm temporarily being called Georgia Jackson, by this blogger, until someone (YOU?) can tell the world my true name.

All we know is that on August 19, 2001, my decomposed body was found along the I-85, in Jackson County, Georgia.

It's estimated that I was about 17 to 24 years old. I was approximately 5'1 to 5'4, with black wavy hair about 6" long. I had several dental restorations, with my front teeth protruding and a slight gap in the middle.

I must have liked no boundaries clothes. I was found wearing a no boundaries halter top, no boundaries size 3, dark blue jeans and no boundaries underwear with FUBU white athletic socks.

Do you know me? Were you my dentist? Is it possible I lived by you, went to school with you, or worked with you? Maybe we frequented the same store. Perhaps you bagged my groceries or I bagged yours? Maybe you poured me a cup of coffee, or I poured you one? Please look at the photo they came up with depicting what I looked like. It's possible I looked a little different. Please look hard to see if you recognize me all. If you do, I beg you to call:

Jackson County Sheriff’s Office Major David Cochran 706-367-8718

OR GBI’s Athens Office Special Agent Terry Cooper 706-542-7901

Reference #NCIC Number: U-170003891

You don't have to tell them your name, if you don't want to. Just tell them my name, where I lived, who my family is, where you might have seen me -- anything that might help them put my true identity to my remains, so I can finally rest in peace.

Thank you for trying to help me.


VIEW HER PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Jackson Georgia Jane Doe August 2001