A little sister's teardrop

A LITTLE SISTER’S STORY TRIES TO MAKE SENSE OF HER ONLY BROTHER’S MYSTERIOUS DISAPPEARANCE

He was 15 ½ years old at the time

He was just learning how to drive

Had his first job ever

Had a girl friend he was crazy over

Began socializing as normal teenagers do 

Had a best friend that knew everything about him

Was a Freshman at Central Catholic High School 1974-1975

Wanted to be free to do what he wanted

June 29^th, 1975- he was gone

Then began...

 the mysterious sightings

the mysterious phone calls

until...

From your little sister Cindy

Thanksgiving 2014

Hope, Faith and Love my Dear brother

Hoping you find forgiveness for what was done 

that made you run away from us

Faith that you know we are waiting for you to return

and 

Love that never ceased for you

God bless you and your family

Father, in Jesus name, I believe Your Word that declares the seed of the righteous is delivered. I call _Junior_  before you and I believe Your Word that says I can pray to the Lord of the Harvest and He can thrust laborers into the harvest. I believe You Father for _Junior's_  return and I also believe that _Junior's_  ears are open to the voice of the Lord. Holy Spirit, I depend on you to brood over __Junior__  and bring me and our family to his remembrance. I thank You Father that __Junior__  is free and I thank You that he has peace. I set myself in agreement this day with God's Word and I daily thank You for the manifestation of this prayer in Jesus name.

40 Years Ago

The thought of celebrating is close to none

the warmest wishes come and go

the acts of kindness so lovingly displayed

all so cherished

all so temporary

but the hug you gave me

40 years ago

Is one I will never let go 

the day I turned 11

now on this 15th

transposition day for me

no longer 11

but 51

40 years

so long ago

 but know that I wait for another hug

soon.....

from my one and only brother

Junior

come home

miss  you 

love you so very much 

First thing in the morning....

This framed photo of you is the first thing mom looks at in the morning

Her first thought is of you

Her first prayers are for you

Always for you

She carries her heart in her throat as she still wonders where you are

Knowing in her heart that you are still alive

Feeling so hopeless 

Feeling helpless

All mom does is pray 

as the first thing she does every morning is see your photo

Her only son

lost to the memories that ended in 1975

not knowing it would even happen

leaving all of us who love you dearly with that question of

why

"Year 39" 2014 June 29

Almost a month ago we went through all the motions of you 'disappearing' on June 29, 1975. 

I have heard over and over again to let go of the past, it will eat you up.

I can tell you that this has affected me in more ways than one. It has affected many of us in all sorts of ways but we all have life to deal with. We cannot just stop and engulf ourselves into this depressed state and ask over and over, why?

Here is a photo of your Converse Tennis shoes. On them you marked your initials plus the initials of your girlfriend at that time. I know she holds the key to this mystery and I pray every day that she will one day let us know the truth. 39 years. Will there be a 40th? Only you can answer that question, Junior.

A Song of interest...... for a father and son:

Vicente Fernandez song

Mother's Day 2014

Here's a thought for you my dear brother: Although my mother, for the last 50 yrs and 8.5 months, the same woman was also your mother, although for 15 yrs and 6 months. Here's the thing, she did not choose for you to be out of her life. None of us did. Read the following and think of how our mom feels every Mother's day. Maybe this will give you the strength to come back to us.

I know Mother's day was 2 months ago but it's never too late for these thoughts.

Love, your little sister, Cindy