Sean Munger turned out an excellent overview of the disappearances of Mitchel Weiser and Bonita Bickwit, who disappeared 30 years ago yesterday.
If they’re still alive, which I think is unlikely, they’d be in their mid-fifties today.
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Definitely well covered, Sean. Thanks.
I think it was 40 years ago, in 1973. Interesting case, and take on it, the drowning thing seemed a bit forced, and I do agree with some who think they may have been picked up, taken advantage of, and disposed of separately. I mean, if two bodies were found together, the list would be short. Apart…who knows. Communication being what it is, and was, some fairly obvious ids have been overlooked if they were found in the next city, never mind county. I hope there is some closure here. I always feel so bad for these families who have suffered for so long.
Janice Pockett disappeared 40 years ago as well (this past Friday July 26). There was a dedication of a bench in a park near where she went missing. It is a beautiful bench and her sister Mary was there giving a speech, had displays of newspaper articles and they released butterflies.
http://www.nbcconnecticut.com/news/local/Bench-Dedicated-in-Honor-of-Missing-Tolland-Girl-217191751.html
Greetings from England. I’m really intrigued by the disappearances of Bonita and Mitchel. Especially by the alleged drownings, and the phone call, made years later (How many years? Do we know?) to Mitchel’s father, that MAY have been from Bonita. I wonder if the guy who said he’d seen them drown has ever been a suspect in their disappearances? And what about the truck driver? The last person known to have seen them alive. Was he also the first person to see them dead? (I make no accusations. I’m just wondering). By the way, I’m really sorry to point out a couple of mistakes in your Charley Project pages for Bonita and Mitchel, but here goes… Firstly, at the end of the ‘Distinguishing Characteristics’ bit for Bonita, you have her name twice in a row (Bonita Bonita). And, on both her and Mitchel’s pages, you say that 2OOO was the 25th anniversary of their 1973 disappearances. But it couldn’t have been. The maths are wrong there. Anyhoo, sorry to nit-pick. Man, this posting is long. Sorry. Let me say to finish: hitchhiking is NEVER safe. Whatever age you are, and whether you’re alone or not, don’t ever be tempted to do it. You may not live to regret it if you do!
No, I don’t mind nitpicking at all. I want the site as close to perfect as possible.
I’ve accepted rides a couple of times from strangers, always when I was in a bad situation. No harm ever came of it. The last time was when I was in college. I had the flu and a 102-degree fever. It was August, and the temperature was in the nineties. I walked a mile or so to the pharmacy with two prescriptions, filled them, and was halfway back before I realized the pharmacy had given me only one of the medications. I came back hysterical, in tears, and not at all sure I would be able to make the journey back to campus on foot. It was just so hot and I had walked a mile and a half already and I was so feverish and miserable. A man offered me a ride and I took it.
Someone who read my blog once called me “street-smart.” Well, I am NOT street-smart. No one who grew up in Venedocia, Ohio (population 160 at its peak) can be street-smart. Yes, I’ve read books, I know what you’re supposed to do and not do. But memorizing an anatomy textbook does not mean you are qualified to perform surgery.
Thanks for your reply. Lovely to hear from you. I do hope you won’t accept a lift from a stranger again. No harm came to you when you did it. But that was just pure luck.
Well, it was either accept a lift from him or try to walk home in blazing sun in 90+ degree heat with a high fever.
He was a bit of a weirdo, though. He insisted we get down on our knees and say a prayer of thanksgiving before we left, thanking God for placing him there for me in my time of need.