Who Killed Theresa?
Ce blogue est une investigation de le meurtre de ma soeur, Theresa Allore. Il y a 30 ans Theresa est mort aux secteurs de Compton, Sherbrooke et Lennoxville, Québec.
Life isn't fair, Justice is blind... and dysfunctional, and some cops aren't smart and dedicated like on tv.
Si vous avez information contact Sue Sutherland: CP 45 Succursale Lennoxville, Sherbrooke J1M 1Z3,Canada:firstname.lastname@example.org Tel: 514-264-7830
Thursday, May 29, 2008
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Drinking in Airport Bars
I would not advise it. It will leave you sleepy, you will be no more wise for it.
Logan screams for a Sam Adams head. It's grey and dreary, take tea instead.
Toronto, time for one last pinto; you're sloshed enough, now take a hint-o.
Surely Montreal can spare a Molson's; consider coffee, you're getting old son.
Nothing to do when Newark bound, have some water, then get out of town.
JFK? Try Scotch and Soda, or some Postum as your nightcap coda.
Houston: hub for Continental, Bourbon shots? I think you're mental.
RDU's for B'ball celebrations; may I interest you in a Sprite libation?
LAX? Try something spicey; hold the Tequila, just shoot the icey.
O'Hare deserves a good stiff drink, Pepto B will keep you Pink.
Halifax? When you're puddle-jumper bound?
Oh then I definitely recommend a Keith's to keep you sound.
Message from the Living Dead
I had the shit till it all got smoked
I kept the promise till the vow got broke
I had to drink from the lovin' cup
I stood on the banks till the river rose up
I saw the bride in her wedding gown
I was in the house when the house burned down
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
Seemed about a hundred years ago
I'm skippin meals, gettin down to fight weight (that's for you, B). Seriously, I'm tired of feeling old. I've lost 15 lbs, and I'm going for another 15. I wanna be that skinny kid again.
Tomorrow I'm headed for the beach for 4 days with just me and my girls. Don't try to find me, I'll be incommunicado (alright, I'll be in the Canadian Hole).
If been up and down lately. Despair is a killer. Up now, but I'm totally avoiding the issue of having to go back home next week and help my parents downsize into a condo. That's right, I'm the guy packing up Theresa's room and bringing it South (the bed, the bike, the books...)
I'm avoiding the whole thought that this is too depressing. So I'll just pretend it's no big deal - what a lie. Oh well, if I can't be emotionally honest, at least I'll look good. I'm starting to look gaunt... another 6 miles a day, black coffee and cold tea and I'll be back to my old, old self.
I'm really tired. I'm gonna run on the beach, make sand castles on the beach, baseball, football, reading... on the beach and not much else. I'm gonna let the wind and sand wash away about three years worth of remorse and regret.
Then I'm gonna come back and do it all over again, from the beginning. But with a bigger smile.
Sunday, May 11, 2008|
Two different states, three similar disappearances
I come across a lot of missing person and cold case stories as a result of this blog. Every once in awhile, something triggers my attention. I just read a story about Mary Cronin and I was struck by the similarities between her disappearance and those of the two young women who went missing in New Hampshire. You could almost switch the names and swear it was the same story.
Mary Cronin, Omaha, Nebraska
“Mary worked part time at Cappy's Bar at 108th and Mockingbird in Omaha (Nebraska). It was April 12, 1992, she was in the parking lot about 1:30 in the morning after the bar closed with a man. That was the last time she was seen alive. Mary's purple Cadillac found a few hours later... A few miles down the road in Sarpy County in a ditch...near 96th and Harrison. It was left running, lights on, door open with her purse still in the front seat. Mary just vanished. Her car just towed away.
Brianna Maitland, Montgomery, Vermont
Maitland was last seen at her dishwashing job at the Black Lantern Inn in Montgomery, Vermont, between 11:20 p.m. and midnight on March 19, 2004…Maitland's vehicle, a pale green four-door 1985 Oldsmobile sedan, was found abandoned on March 20, off East Berkshire Road and Route 118, across Dutchburn Farm Road, about a mile outside of Montgomery. It was parked partially inside an abandoned barn. Two of Maitland's uncashed paychecks were on the front seat of the car. She also left behind all her clothing, her medicine, driver's license, her makeup, and her contact lenses. She hasn't been seen since.
Maura Murray, Woodsville, New Hampshire
During the early evening of February 9, 2004, Maura Murray ran her car into a ditch off the Wild Ammonoosuc Road in Woodsville, New Hampshire. When police arrived, Maura had vanished.
Friday, May 09, 2008
When the whole town knows your kink
I read this story this morning. Thought about it. Decided not to post it. Then the Mayor wrote me about it, "John didn't know if I should bother you with this, but I knew you'd want to know".
I like how JK Rowling writes how whenever Muggles feel irrational despair, the Dementors are nearby. I have not felt right the last 24 hours, but I have every reason to be in good spirits. Maybe this is the reason.
I did not know Irina Yarmolenko was from Carrboro, and I have selfish reasons for posting this. I want to know how she died. Someone please tell me the Mount Holly Police aren't handling this on their own.
The Charlotte Observer
For two hours Thursday night, an extended UNC Charlotte family stood in a semicircle, telling stories about Irina "Ira" Yarmolenko who grew up in Chapel Hill. The Ira (pronounced EE-ra) who left sticky notes with funny messages on sinks and above toilets to brighten her roommates' day.
The Ira who spent half an hour in a cardboard "gingerbread" house built for kids, making statues out of Play-Doh.
The Ira who spent Sunday mornings sipping coffee and talking about how she would change the world.
The 20-year-old died on Monday in what police now say is a homicide. She died of asphyxiation, her body discovered next to her car on the banks of the Catawba River, Mount Holly Police said Thursday.
They named no suspects and have no motive. Investigators are trying to figure out what happened between 10:50 a.m., when Yarmolenko was last seen at her job at a coffee shop near UNCC, and 1:18 p.m., when a woman riding a personal watercraft reported finding her body.
In a news conference Thursday, Mount Holly Police Chief David Belk wouldn't reveal whether Yarmolenko had been strangled or smothered, saying only that she died from a lack of oxygen. Belk also wouldn't say whether police had found marks or wounds on her body.
It is the latest in a string of high-profile killings of N.C. college students this year. They include the slaying of UNC Chapel Hill Student Body President Eve Carson and Duke University graduate student Abhijit Mahato. On Feb. 1, police believe a UNCC student, Simrit Gill, was killed in a domestic violence homicide.
Why someone would kill Yarmolenko, a bubbly college sophomore, continued to puzzle investigators and the more than 300 people gathered around UNCC's Belk Tower Thursday.
"Ira, you can't describe in words," her cousin, Natasha Deyneka, of Raleigh, told the crowd. "She was selfless and pure and amazing, and you can only describe her with superlatives. Any of you, if you had a bad day, she would be there with a bouquet of flowers and a hug for you."
Authorities said Yarmolenko didn't appear to have a reason to drive to Mount Holly, where her body and blue Saturn sedan were found. The car appeared to have traveled about a half mile past the Stowe Family YMCA and down a steep embankment, where it struck a tree stump.
Yarmolenko was found outside the car, wearing a hooded sweatshirt, black skirt and athletic shoes, Belk said. In the hours before her death, she'd been at a credit union and then at the coffee shop.
Belk said police had "some strong leads," but didn't go into detail about them. He said his department would let the public know if there was a suspect description, but stressed that "there's nothing to indicate there's someone out there that's stalking or chasing people."
Hours later, at the memorial, Yarmolenko's brother, Pavel, had different messages for people who'd been touched by his sister's murder.
"The person who killed my sister, he's in some ways a byproduct of the system that we live in, and we have to change it. You all have to make a difference now," he said. "I hope when you go home tonight, that you will tell everyone you love them. Because I didn't get a chance at all. I didn't get a chance to tell my sister that I loved her."
Anyone with information should call Mount Holly Police at 704-827-4343.
Pavel's message. That's not uncommon. That's the first thing Pierre told me to do after his second daughter died. Tell them you love them. I do it about 4 -5 times a day; they're getting a little unsettled by it. Oh well...
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
I'm afraid I was being slightly sarcastic yesterday. Don't get too excited about this. I have fielded many calls from these types of folks - they rarely pan out.
1. It's an intern (I hope to God not a summer intern); which means they are the bottom-feeder of the news organization. They've been sent to troll the blogsphere for anything interesting and they found Theresa.
2. Half the time these folks don't know what-the-hell they're even looking for, they're running in five places at once and have the attention span of a Golden Retriever.
But I say, turn a disadvantage into an advantage. I will tell them what they're looking for. My job is to spin a story so compelling that it just might make it to the boss' desk. Because they are a national, American news organization, there is one aspect of this story I am going to pitch to them (and it ain't Allore-Camirand-Dube). You're smart cookies, can you guess what angle I'm going to play up? Here's a hint... Anon touched on it again recently.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Don't you hate it when this happens
My name is xxxx yyyyyyyy. I am an intern at Dateline NBC and I am currently doing research on stories similar to your sister's.
I would love to talk to you briefly and find out the status/any developments in your story.
Is there a number where I can contact you?
If it is preferred, you may contact me here at Dateline. The phone number is (818) xxx-xxxx.
Thank you. I look forward to speaking with you.
Monday, May 05, 2008
What's more important--a Confession or a Conviction?
Anon alerted to me a news story about Iris L. Brown--a woman who was kidnapped, strangled and dumped along Interstate 89 in 1976. For 32 years, her family didn't know what happened to her until a dying man in a Butner, NC, federal prison was offered immunity in return for the details of her death.
William Posey was sentenced to life in prison in 1980 for kidnapping her but never owned up to the murder. Cold case investigators and Ms. Brown's family figured it was more important to find out what happened to her than getting a conviction for her murder. Their gamble paid off. They can at least put to rest all those questions in their mind. And since Posey is already serving a life sentence for another murder and is terminally ill, there didn't seem to be any advantage to trying to bring him to trial for Iris Brown's murder.
I'm curious to find out what you readers think about trading off immunity for a confession. At what point, if any, would you put that offer on the table if one of your family members were killed and you had a suspect for the murder?
Here's the link to the rest of the newspaper article:
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Sue Sutherland est encore avec l'investigation
C'est vrai. Sue et moi, nous avons des différences en arrière. Mais maintenant c'est le temps pour mettre des différences en arrière et travail ensemble. A vous que j'ai offensé, et a Sue, j'appologize pour mes errors (vraiment, j'ai fait beaucoup des errors, c'est la vie).
La réalité est ceci : La Sûreté du Québec sont l'organisation avec les meilleures ressources pour résoudre le crime. Mais ils ne veulent pas de le faire. Moi? Plus en plus je veux concentrer de les plus grandes questions de la justice, ou rein du tout. Seulement les choses plue simple - un cafe dans un bistro, le cinéma, mes enfants. La personne a équipé mieux pour résoudre le crime est Sue. Elle parle la langue, elle est au Québec, elle a une soif pour l'enquette.
Je voudrai que vous la donnerez toute votre assistance. Si vous avez n'importe quelle information sur la mort de Theresa Allore envoyer votre information à Sue:
CP 45 Succursale Lennoxville
Sherbrooke J1M 1Z3
("Mme Espiegle", S.V.P. fais le contact avec Sue)