On June 9, 2000, Francheska Martinez disappeared from Paterson, New Jersey. She was twelve years old; it was the day before her thirteenth birthday. A few days later, the miniskirt and pink top Francheska had been wearing the day she disappeared were found inside a plastic supermarket bag in the driveway outside her mom’s house.
Francheska had a twin sister, Misheila. One month and twelve days after Francheska went missing, Misheila also disappeared. It’s been sixteen and a half years since then and nobody has heard from either of the girls.
Although the NCMEC classifies both sisters as runaways, the phrase “human trafficking” comes to mind. According to her friends, Francheska had a secret “boyfriend” who was 22 years old. I can well understand why he would want to keep such a relationship a secret because, pretty much by definition, there was something very wrong going on there. According to this legal website, if Francheska was having sex with that “boyfriend” he could have faced a very long prison term.
But even if human trafficking was involved here, it’s VERY unusual for these girls to have been gone as long as they have, without a word to anyone or any indication as to what became of them. What do you suppose happened? Let’s talk about it.
I had another Executed Today entry run yesterday: three men who were alleged to have participated in a riot and machine-breaking in Nottingham. I think this entry is a good example of how well Jason (owner of the blog, aka the Headsman) and I work together. I submitted an entry about the hangings, and then he added the information about the motivations for the riot and how dubious the evidence was against the three condemned, which made the entry much better.
Some other things: after two postponements, I finally saw the pain management doctor about my headaches. I was impressed with him, actually. He told me he had “no idea” what was causing my headaches and then he was like “because of your symptoms, I get the idea that Treatment X might work. Or it might not. We don’t know until we try. So I’ll write the prescription, and next time you get a headache try Treatment X.” I’m supposed to call the office to report the results. If it works, great. If it doesn’t, they’ll try something else. Frankly, it’s nice to hear a doctor admit he doesn’t know what the answers are.
Yesterday and today I spent some time in purging cases from Charley — notably from New Jersey. I went over the entire state and removed a bunch of outdated cases. I also got some additional information on some of them. Stephen Davaris, for example, was declared dead last May, a presumed suicide. His family has actually kept in touch with the people who found his bag washed up on a beach in Ireland. I was struck by this because I’ve actually been to the Cliffs of Moher, in January 2003, about two and a half years before Davaris is presumed to have leaped to his death.
I was going to update yesterday but in the evening the internet unexpectedly kicked it and didn’t come back on for ages. I should get something up today.
This week’s featured missing person is Darius Miniotas, a 29-year-old who disappeared from Carteret, New Jersey on November 19, 1994.
Now, I have nothing on Miniotas’s disappearance, but a look at Newspaper.com’s archives turned up a 1989 Asbury Park Press article mentioning a Darius Miniotas of the right age. This Darius was on the crew of a Lithuanian yacht that showed up in Atlantic Highlands. I’m pretty sure it’s the same person; Carteret is a coastal town. I wonder if Darius had moved to the US by the time of his disappearance, or whether he was just here on shore leave.
This week’s featured missing person is Hakan Karacay, a Turkish immigrant who’d been living in the United States for eleven years when he disappeared from Clifton, New Jersey in 1999. The car he was driving, actually his brother’s, turned up on a remote road in the Adirondacks in New York five days later; the battery was dead and the tank was empty.
It’s a peculiar case. I wish I had more information about it.
I came across a mention of a very old MWAB case in an article about an already-existing Charley Project case today: Fannye Bryant, an elderly woman who disappeared from Freehold (I think), New Jersey on July 19, 1976. Various accounts give different ages for her, but according to her Social Security Death Index listing, she was 68. Her former foster son, 22-year-old Jesse Goodwyn, confessed to her murder a few days later and was convicted, but Mrs. Bryant’s body was never found. This court appeals document from 2008, denying him parole, is a good summary of the case.
I’ve found plenty of details about the murder, and I found Mrs. Bryant’s date of birth, but I can’t find a picture or any physical description of her. Which means no casefile.
If any of you could turn up a photograph of her, I would very much appreciate it.
That is all.
This week’s Flashback Friday case is James William Hires, age 18, who disappeared from Cherry Hill Township, New Jersey on October 17, 1981. It looks like he may have left on his own: he was carrying $1,100 in cash (almost $2,900 in 2015 money, according to the Inflation Calculator), his car was found parked at the Philadelphia Airport, and he was supposedly sighted in San Francisco in 1983. No sign of James since then, though.
I can’t find much on this disappearance. The Whereabouts Still Unknown blog has an entry about James, although it doesn’t really say anything I didn’t know already. If James is still alive, today would be his 53rd birthday.
This week’s featured MP is one of the few I’ve never had the opportunity to update: Kenya Hickson, missing from Newark, New Jersey since 2001. While I don’t have much here, what details I do have don’t look good for her at all: history of substance abuse, spent enough time on the streets to to have a “street name”, disappeared from Newark which is not exactly the safest city in the world. Right now it’s got the second-highest murder rate in the country.
Regardless of whatever life choices Kenya made, she is someone’s daughter, possibly someone’s sister or mother too. She deserves to be found.