As longtime readers of this blog know, when there is an updated age-progression I don’t put a notice on the updates page, as there are just too many of those. (I will if there’s a new AP where there hadn’t been one before, though.) I did a bunch of AP updates today and thought I’d make a list of them for you:
This week’s YouTube videos are for Rose Mary Mallen, missing from California since 2002, and Dontray Miquel Hunter, missing from Wisconsin since in 1977. I have very little on either of them, especially Dontray.
I don’t know why I can’t get Dontray’s actual photograph to show up in the YouTube thumbnail image. It will only let me show his AP for some reason.
Last week my back started tightening up really bad. As near as I can describe it: imagine a piece of paper laid out flat. That’s how your back is supposed to be. Then take the piece of paper and turn up the edges so the paper’s in a U-shape. That’s how my back was — the muscles are all scrunched together, particularly on my right shoulder blade. This has happened before, though not since last year when I had physical therapy for it, and it’s always caused by stress. Certainly I’ve got enough of it right now: it’s June, I’m not getting on with Michael’s parents, and my family is facing a serious crisis which I can’t talk about in public.
Anyway, I did the usual things I do when this happens: I tried the exercises I’d been taught when I had physical therapy last year, I took Aspirin, Aleve and Tylenol, I had Michael give me massages, I applied lidocaine 5% ointment on the sore place, I sprayed BioFreeze on it, I took several long hot showers, etc. Nothing worked and the pain got worse and worse and began to spread up to my neck and down to my lower back. I couldn’t sleep, which just made my muscles tighten up more, until the other evening, I was trying to watch the Ink Master marathon with Michael and enjoy myself but it was difficult to keep from crying out.
Long story short, the other day I spent half the night in ER (enduring several screaming bratty children in the waiting room whom I wanted to strangle). The doctor who saw me said my back was in really bad shape. He gave me some Vicodin and a shot of Tramadol. That took care of the pain quite nicely but not the underlying problem: I still could not raise my arm above my shoulder. The next morning I called my family doctor’s office and explained the situation and asked for more Tramadol. They said they’d have to see me. I went in and they gave me Tramadol, Zanaflex and Valium.
My back is feeling much better now and the muscles are starting to loosen up but when I am not asleep I am completely stoned and barely able to move, and when I am not completely stoned I find it impossible to type normally. You would not believe how many typos I’ve made just writing today’s blog entries — thank goodness for spell check. I dare not update today or it’ll turn out a mess. I am sorry I missed updating my MP of the week on Tuesday, for the second time in a row. Sigh.
With any luck my back will get over itself in another day or two and I won’t have to take the medicine anymore. I know a bunch of people have been found, including some missing for decades, and there’s been a lot of MP news that I’ve posted on the Facebook page.
This week’s Flashback Friday case is Ilonka Cann, missing from Huntington Mills, Pennsylvania since May 26, 1970. She was 22 years old, married with a baby son. Her Charley Project file doesn’t have much on her but I did find this Official Cold Case Investigations thread which has a little more information, and Pennsylvania Missing Persons appears to have updated her case since I last checked.
Anyway, the story is that her husband left in the morning and when he came back in the afternoon, Ilonka was gone and the baby was in the house alone.
Offhand I would say she’s of Hungarian descent or possibly Slavic — Ilonka is a Hungarian name, a nickname for Ilona. Ilona is used in several Slavic nations; it’s a form of the name Helen. I wonder if she was born here or was an immigrant to this country.
I don’t have enough information to theorize what happened to her. It’s possible that she left on her own. She would be in her sixties now. It’s possible she was harmed, and if that’s the case it’s possible that whoever did it is now deceased. We may never know what happened to this young woman on that spring day 45 years ago.
Here’s a question for you all: if I know that an MP is gay or lesbian, but as far as I can tell it had nothing to do with their disappearance, should I mention it anyway?
I did a search on Charley for MPs where I mention that they’re gay. Most of the time it has a direct relation to their disappearance. Four men, for example, who are believed to be the victims of a serial killer who targeted good-looking young men he met in gay clubs. If a person is quite active in the local gay community I say that, the same way I would say if they quite active in social causes or their local knitting circle or something.
But suppose it’s a man or woman that lives alone, doesn’t date anyone, has an ordinary job in an office, gardens in their spare time, and so on, and happens to be gay? Should I mention that fact?
Recent news has brought this issue to the forefront, after all.
I have thought of making a Make-a-List Monday of LGBT missing persons but am afraid it would cause offense.
I was talking to a certain person yesterday and the subject of child pornography came up — you’d be amazed what you would end up talking about, in a conversation with me — and she was shocked to find out that merely possessing and looking at it was illegal. A sin, she said, a terribly wrong thing, but a crime? Surely making it was a crime, but just looking at it?
Yes, I said, a very serious crime. You could serve decades in prison. She looked confused. “Children are sexually abused,” I explained, “little kids, for the specific purpose of making these images to sell. That’s why it’s illegal to own them.” But she kept shaking her head, uncomprehending.
The woman is an immigrant to this country, from China. I don’t know how long she’s been here, but long enough to convert to Christianity and long enough that her English is as good as mine. You might think that perhaps that’s why she doesn’t know.
But months ago I had the same conversation with another person, a woman in her eighties who’s very intelligent, educated, and has lived in the US her whole life except when she’s gone on world travels. And she too did not know that the mere possession of child pornography was a serious crime. You can serve five to twenty years in federal prison. Per image.
I wrote about this three years ago, about how you can get more time for LOOKING at images of child molestation than you can for COMMITTING molestation. But in light of what happened yesterday I thought I’d bring it up again.
On this day in 1886, John “Big Red” Kelliher was lynched in Minnesota for his murder of a popular village marshal. There isn’t much to this entry, but it does contain a pretty good photograph.
This list is of MPs (all girls and women of course) who were wearing spaghetti-strap tops or dresses when they disappeared.
This week’s Select It Sunday case is Tonetta Yvette Carlisle, as chosen by Kat. Yet another one of those “if there had been Amber Alerts back then they might have found her quickly” cases. A witness saw her being forcibly pulled into a vehicle while she was walking home from school, and got the license plate. It was later traced to a convicted rapist who committed suicide two days after Tonetta’s disappearance.
I would say the case is still not completely hopeless, though, because the witness saw SEVERAL unidentified individuals pulling Tonetta into the car. If she’s right about that, other people were involved in the abduction and those other people might still be alive today and walking around (or in prison) with that knowledge in their heads. They might tell someone who tells someone, and so on.
Searching for any recent news, I did find this video which is an overview of the case, created after the 2013 discovery of the girls in Cleveland. I wish her mother would get some answers, even if she’s dead.
Another Executed Today entry of mine ran this day: Peter Lung, a wife-beater from early 19th-century Connecticut. He was hanged after he accidentally beat his wife to death. My entry makes the argument that he was “culpable, but not necessarily guilty as charged” and a more appropriate charge for him would have been manslaughter rather than murder.