After our initial meeting with Jill, we learned that because of her psychic abilities, she has worked with the police on some prominent local cases and she also occasionally gives individual readings for people. Bridget and I had so many questions and were intrigued by … Continue reading 47. Jill
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46. “What do you want me to know?”
"If Cheryll's family wasn't involved in her murder, then who did they think killed her?" I have been asked this question numerous times by readers of the blog and I have often wondered the same thing. I cannot imagine how maddening it would be to … Continue reading 46. “What do you want me to know?”
45. The Dream
This blog entry briefly describes the murder of a child. The content may be disturbing to some readers. Thursday On a dreary winter morning, I gently woke my daughter in preparation for a mid-morning dental appointment. "Mom,” she called out as she opened her eyes … Continue reading 45. The Dream
43. In Color
One of the most challenging parts of this endeavor is knowing how exactly to pursue getting Cheryll’s case file and corresponding with the police. Last summer, I wrote an open records request letter to the Kentucky State Police and that first request was denied due … Continue reading 43. In Color
42. October 19th
An open letter to a girl I have never met. Dear Cheryll, As the sun rises on October 19th, it shines its light on a new day and a new year. I have chosen to pen this letter without focusing on what was happening on … Continue reading 42. October 19th
41. The Phantom Car Versus The Sober Reality
Throughout my journey to learn about and tell Cheryll's story, small signs have manifested along the way, usually in the form of a cardinal, the timing of a message, an answered prayer, or an unexpected new door opening. I try not to overthink things and … Continue reading 41. The Phantom Car Versus The Sober Reality
40. Collateral Damage
The collateral damage that was created because of Cheryll's murder is immeasurable. Many of the now-grown kids from 1971 Rose Avenue have shared that they've had failed relationships, failed marriages, and some have no children. They have shared how the death of a childhood friend … Continue reading 40. Collateral Damage
39. The Local Police
My family and friends have grown used to me sharing random thoughts that come to my mind regarding Cheryll's case. This evening was no different. As my husband and I sat together watching TV, I sighed. Sensing something was bothering me, he asked what I … Continue reading 39. The Local Police
38. The Serial Killer
No one is quite sure when Eugene Gall of Hillsboro, Ohio started scouring city streets looking for young women and girls to rape, but by most estimates, this disgusting past time of his began in the mid to late 1960s. In 1970, he was 23-years-old … Continue reading 38. The Serial Killer
37. Still More Tales
For many years, a neighborhood grocery store stood just down the highway from Rose Avenue where townspeople would shop for their groceries. Many locals remember the store fondly, having patronized the business because it was close to the little streets and neighborhoods in Highland Heights. … Continue reading 37. Still More Tales
Gone in the Fog 