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Missing Persons Week
| This week is the national Missing persons week. it is one of those things that you don't realise unless you have experience with the cause. 19 yrs ago Hubbys brother disappeared. It happened on a Friday night, but nobody realised until the Sunday, Fathers Day he was missing. He had asked his girlfriend to marry him on the Wednesday night and she had said no. It was that weekend that the MIL and FILs lives sprung to a halt. So the search begun, and you really don't know what has to happen. As we were to find out, alot needs to happen in the first 24hrs. Police were rung and searches were made. People were notified and we all felt numb. It affected Hubbys parents the most.(of course) They lost their business and searched for answers. Not being Christians we went to psycics(sp?) Some guy took us on a wild goose chase trying to find his soul. Hubbys parents also started a support group. We often got together with other families of lost people. And it is the not knowing that is the worst. Normie Rowe had written a song and we listened to it at meetings at the police head quarters. Once I helped my MIL and FIL set up a display in the police pavelion at the Ekka. They managed to get a photo of Trevor on the back of a Taxi, which was a miracle, because unless you have a child missing or a very pretty female, not many people wanted to know about it. At least now there is a TV show. It all finished for us one day when a couple towing a caravan ran off the road and the caravan went over the side at Somerset Dam. While the tow truck driver was doing things with the caravan he happened to look down in the water, which was very low because of a drought. He saw a car submerged and reported it. Sure enough it was Hubbys brother. He had been there for 18 months. At least now we knew. We are not sure how it happened, there was no telling by any skid marks or trees knocked over. We don't know which way he was travelling. We got to bury him, which alot of families don't get to do. As I said, it is the not knowing that is the worst. |
Posted: 8:22 PM, Aug. 6, 2008 |
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