Lucas Doe: Am I a runaway? Was I lost?

Had I run away earlier in my life? Was I lost?

Linn County, Oregon was founded in 1846 and named after Lewis F. Linn a United States Senator from Missouri. The economy relies heavily on the lumber and wood industries. It’s also the home of the only emery mine in the United States. Linn County is roughly 2300 square miles. And in 2006, Linn County, Oregon had a population 103,069. The question is was I part of the population in 2006?

October 23, 2006, hunters found my remains in a wooded area off Hwy 22, in Linn County, Oregon. Linn County, Oregon became my final resting place. That is unless you can help them figure out who I am and return me to my family so I can rest in peace in a family plot with my ancestors.

So what was I doing in Oregon? Could I have run away earlier in my life? Was I lost? Did I meet with foul play?

My remains were skeletal when located. However, they were able to determine that I was a while male, aged 25 to 45 and that I was approximately 5’8 (possibly taller). I was wearing gray "Sideout" brand t-shirt, black Dungarees denim pants and "K-Air" shoes measuring 12 7/8" in length. I may have been dead for up to a year prior to discovery.

My teeth. Apparently, I had very poor dental health. This is why it’s easy to assume that I was homeless, or maybe even a runaway and living on my own for many years. Maybe I worked on minimum wage for so many years and never qualified for dental insurance. Regardless of why, it’s another piece of the puzzle to figuring out who I am.

An interesting thing upon examination they found I had a condition called spondylolysis. This condition is more like a defect between the vertebrae. It causes small fractures that can weaken the back and might cause slippage and lower back pain. It’s estimated that most people who have this condition are unaware of it. Could I have been unaware of it? Or is this what could have led to my death? It’s hard to say at this juncture. In 2006, law enforcement was treating my case like a homicide but never ruled on the cause of death. So I guess only time will tell.

You know what might help? Figuring out who I am! Once the officials can identify me then they can piece my life back together. Can you help them? Do you know me? Can you tell others what I looked like and where I was found? Maybe if everyone out there sees the forensic sketch of what I might have looked like maybe I can find my way home.

If you have any information, please contact:

Linn County Medical Examiners Office
541-812-5611

Case # 06-19012

November 2011
UPDATE/ Additional Notes:

Forensic Artist: Joyce Nagy, Clackamas County Sheriff's Office
Original Doe Alias: Jason Doe

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Linn Oregon John Doe October 2006

Freddie Aikers Doe – Okay

Okay you can call me Freddie Aikers Doe it’s as good as anything right now. Who knows maybe you’ll find out it is my name, minus the Doe part.

My story is not unlike many others featured here on this blog. Oh sure the circumstances vary and other factors change it up a bit; but the bottom line, well the bottom line is the always the same. I’m dead and you don’t know who I am. I’m one of America’s Unidentified. I hear they are calling us an epidemic. Well who cares, we’re dead. We only want one thing – our names! So who am I?

In the Mid 90’s my remains were located off Ridgeway Dr. and Hwy 515 in Blue Ridge, Georgia. There seems to be a tad dispute as to the actual year I was discovered. The coroners office puts out information that says March 23, 1997 and Doe Network says March 23 1995, rumors are surfacing that the 1995 might be the accurate date. I think at this point you should know both dates and about the discrepancy. Just in case.

They say I’m a white male, about 5’8 or taller, with long dark hair, a beard (maybe a mustache too – since the artist drew one), dark eyes, a slim build and I was between 40 and 50 years old. I dressed in a Western Style shirt and blue jeans. Why don’t we go with all that information, for now! What choice do we have? It’s the only information about my physical identity that exists.

What else can I tell you? Oh well more hearsay, but it turns out that some guy in jail who claims to have killed me led the authorities to my skeletal remains. Seeing as how he knew where I was he must of, done it, you know killed me, or at least knows who did and where I was dumped. So based on this guys account:

My name is Freddie Akers. I was a truck driver who owned his own rig. I was from West Memphis, Tennessee, Arkansas or Oregon. On my truck route I stopped in Georgia, Texas, Oregon, Missouri and Arizona. My CB handle was “BA” or bad attitude and at some point I belonged to an MC, a motorcycle club, although he used the word gang.

I don’t know what deal this guy made to give up the whereabouts of remains. I don’t know if the information he is providing is even remotely accurate. Well actually, we’re talking about me, so I do know the answers to those questions. Just one problem. I’m dead. So you have to figure out if he’s telling the truth or telling stories.

What I do know that I can share from the great beyond is that I don’t have a name and my family still doesn't know what happened to me. So you’re gonna help old Freddie out? Get up off that … seat you’re sitting on and take some action? Not much just some? Tell others to look at my picture. Tell others to read this here blog thingy. And tell others to tell others to do the same thing. Get me my name back! It’s been too damn long. I’m ready to wrap this up. So get up and help me.

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If you know anything, you can contact:

GBI Regional Office in Cleveland1-888-233-5680

REFERENCE INFO:Agency Case Number: 08-0291-01-95
Medical Examiner's Number: 95-09629

UPDATE: August 18, 2010 - Coroner spells possible last name: AKERS not AIKERS

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE: Fannin Georiga John Doe March 1997

Joe "Eyeglass" Doe

Ok, here it is my story, as it’s known thus far:

In late August 1972, on a hot day, my corpse was found in a wooded area with two gunshots to the head. So this wooded area, you see, was located north of Brandon, Oregon, off Highway 101.

Since I was a skeleton when they found me, there seems to be some descriptive information about me missing, like my eye color, hair color, any tattoos I may have had, and my fingerprints. It seems my body was probably dumped/left in the wooded area sometime between 1967 and 1969. That tells you I was probably dead for 3 to 5 years prior to them finding my skeleton.

They guess that I was about 60 to 70 years of age, my height was about 5'8" to 6'0" and I weighed somewhere between 180 and 200 lbs. You are probably wondering how they guessed my weight since I was a skeleton and all, but it turns out they found my belt which was a size 42". That's not all they found. It turns out I had a key ring with the initial R and a car key, gray wool socks with red and green bands, tan leather lace-up work boots with white composition soles that hook at the laces with the label Bilt Rite, Nuron Crepe, Made in the USA.

Here's the biggest clue of all: I had a full set of dentures, engraved with "S1214/66" or "51214/66". If the dentures said S and not 5 it's possible they were made in Seattle by the US Public Health Service Hospital in 1966. Since this hospital was closed, they couldn't verify this. Some other speculation is that I'm military or retired military due to being treated at the US Public Service Hospital. I'm not sure about this. What if the dentures really read 5 or another number that wasn't read at all?

I was pretty old guy by the time I was located. I was found shot in the head. Obviously, at some point in my life, I made an enemy. Oh, it wasn't suicide as no gun was found at the site, only some unspent .22 caliber shells along side three coins. The three coins might be another clue that wasn't considered. Why three coins? Were they in my pocket? Were they a symbol that someone threw on the ground?

I'm sure I had family somewhere at some point. If only they could see the artist rendering of me maybe they would recall. Could I have left my family years prior? Most likely, I wasn't from Oregon. Maybe I just came there to get away from someone or something. My past tells my story. If you know me, you could reveal this mystery.

No matter what I may have done in my life, or whom I may have upset, I don't deserve to go unidentified in my death. Please come forward and tell the authorities what you know and most importantly who I am. Thanks!

If you have any information on who this blogger has dubbed Joe "Eyeglass" Doe please contact:

Bandon Police Department
541-347-2241
Case # 72-13

VIEW HIS PROFILE DATA AT A GLANCE:  Coos Oregon John Doe August 2971