This composite is for a man named 'Younger', who was introduced by Faye Aline Self to family members as her 'new boyfriend' on the day she disappeared. I drew it based upon my own 24 year old memories of a man I met once. I am as certain as I can be at this point without being hypno-regressed myself.
In this composite, it was how he looked in 1983, aged between 25 and 35 years. Approximately 6 ft tall and slender built. His eyes were bright, bright blue and his hair and moustache a dirty blonde.
We have reason to believe he may have worked in Shreveport, in some sort of mechanical or oil field position.
Age progressed......
If by some miracle you know who this man is, please help my family.
S/T Michael D. Allen with the Louisiana State Police may be contacted at: 318-862-9728.
9 comments:
Sadly, there is nothing I can do for you, Christy, except to wish you all the best in tracking this man down.
Justice must be served for Faye and her memory.
Your family will always be in my thoughts.
Ally McRepuke
Christy, in the words of my baby, "YOU ROCK!" I want to know who this man is more than I want almost anything else.
this pic has now been posted and emailed, hopefully, worldwide.
If nothing else, we are hopeful creatures...
God bless you Momma. Your girls and your niece are not giving up...it simply isn't our nature.
Thanks!
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Ty Ally. My family honestly appreciates it.
We will find him Karrie.
When I look at the pic, I can not help but think about what God's plans are.
For some reason, this mans name and face were given to me, a portrait artist with a coincidental name... how odd is that? Was it fate? I can not help but believe it was.
It was all such a coincidence, it seems so deliberate.
For so long now, that face has just been sitting there...I go back to that day so often...
I really thought drawing it would make me happy, to finally get it out of my head and into the hands of others, that is all I ever wanted to do, But... Looking at his face makes me feel so afraid I just want to cry.
I have always known Alines fate had determined the fate of so many others, it is just so damn odd to realize she determined mine too.
It is strange how one "Throw-Away" woman has affected some many lives, especially so long after.
I don't think we would feel this way had she, let's say died from cancer and we buried her and that was it.
But there is no closure no finality. No grave, I only actually cried for her when Browne confessed...I NEED TO KNOW! It occured to me, hey, she's probably dead. Yes, girl, your cousin is slow on the uptake, or maybe way too hopeful for my own good.
Peace Always,
K
I have accepted there will be no true 'closure'. After all we know now, how could there be?
But yeah, I know what you mean about being slow on the uptake. For so long we simply dealt with 'missing'. It was assumed she was 'probably murdered'... But, you never really get past the missing part, therefore you never really consider her as 'dead'.
It is a state of limbo, stasis. She can not be alive, there is no proof whatsoever that she is dead.
Life sometimes is such a cruel game of semantics. The mind reels at what this has become.
No closure, except at the foot of God. I can accept that I guess, but I don't really want too. I have to stop this... thing... I can not just walk away, I can not live with that.
Your mother haunts so many people. Living with her ghost is an honor and a curse for every single one of us.
How odd that little Aline would scare so many people to the very core of their being.
Something tels me she would find that amusing. In a way, it is funny.
funny you say that, I said/or wrote, just the other day; She is looking down from Heaven smiling at all of this we are going through just for her. Mike tells me once we are all in Heaven it won't matter, he is right, but it matters NOW! This whole thing fragmented our family...we could have spent every Summer together, Chuck may have stood a better chance, or not who knows...
Remember when we would go looking for your momma in the woods behind grandpas? The summer Detective Clubs...? HAHA!
I remember so clearly our seances and the arguments. Little kids trying to figure out murders. The Lady In The Bathtub.
Where the bathtub part came from is still a mystery to me.
I remember I could feel you mother, right there with us. I could feel her ghost. More than a few times it really scared the total crap out of me.
I don't think it was my imagination, because I can STILL feel her, watching us.
She is caught, somewhere between our world and the afterlife.
I humbly disagree with Mike.
It WILL matter in Heaven. The innocent shall be given mercy and the guilty will face their crimes. And be punished for them
There is nothing in me that believes God will sit this one out or just forgive those who brought this about.
But, first. On earth, as it is in Heaven.
The greatest illusion about the Faye Aline Self Case, that most people need to understand right off....
Is that it is not about Faye Aline Self, not really. It is about something much bigger than she ever meant to be a part of.
If it was only her murder, if it began and ended with the simple act of murder, then only she has the most to lose by it not being solved, only she will be robbed of justice. Instead here we all are, standing on a ledge and staring into the abyss she disappeared into. Any of us are still in danger of falling into it with her.
This case... It has the potential to literally redefine so many things on so many levels, Aline herself could never have understood what she was in the path of.
There is no way she could have possibly understood how her one fragile life would create this... backlash.
I don't even know what to call it, except The Faye Aline Self Case.
She is the key to Pandoras Box.
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