Those notices that are going out tomorrow are going to cause e,ople to lose sleep. Its unfortunate, but theyre required by law. Glor and Steve Hartman, with an update on the caped crusader and boy wonder rolled into one. Reporter how did you get so famous . They like what im doing. This is the cbs evening news with jeff glor. Glor this is our western edition. Were going to begin with the release of three americans held by north korea. A goodwill gesture before the planned summit between President Trump and kim jongun. Mr. Trump welcomed them home in the very early hours of thursday morning, when they arrived at joint base andrews in maryland with secretary of state mike pompeo. Kim dong chul, kim hak song, and tony kim, all held a year or more, but apparently they are in good health. They boarded a u. S. Government plane in pyongyang and made a stop at the Yokota Air Base in japan. Their release came as secretary pompeo visited the north korean capital for the second time in six weeks.
i think the only thing that i got from it was it was a very peaceful spot, you know, by the river. ígzuços7o6xwy%?ewmw3 and when we left, it almost felt like her spirit went with us. and she was with family again. he is holy good and just and so we trust in god in november 2008, with dna lab results finally confirming what everyone knew, cindy s remains were returned to her family for a memorial service. hundreds of mourners filled with funeral home in eastwick. her pastor from the 1980s remembered cindy. a great girl, just right on the edge of being a kid sometimes and being a young lady some other times. one of sister connie s daughters read a poem of remembrance, speaking emotionally about someone she d
clothes that saturday afternoon. she asked if she could spend the night. i would have loved to have been able to say yes, but i had to work and i had to tell her no. restless, cindy then made that unauthorized visit to her girlfriend, cathy s house, where she used the phone to finalize plans for what was supposed to be a surprise birthday party for scott the following day, the sunday. cindy hadn t said anything about a party to her mom. it s always troubled me that i didn t have her stay. i wondered what kind of a secret that she was trying to get around to telling me. by 3:00 sunday afternoon, cindy was getting into big trouble with her father. i got a phone call from ed, and he said would you tell cindy to come back home now. and i said well cindy was over yesterday, but she s not here today. he said, she isn t home. when are you starting to get worried, ed? probably about 5:00 or 6:00,
had a birthday cake and nobody to blow out the candles. obsessed with finding cindy, their runaway, looking at the mall, on the street, how many times did a young blond teen with a similar build catch their eye for just a moment? once late at night, the authorities in detroit called ed. a body had come up at the morgue and asked if i would come down and identify because it had similarities of cindy. were you relieved when you left the morgue that day and it wasn t your cindy? yes. yes. so there was still a flicker of hope out there? yes. cindy s best friend from the second grade, where they won every three-legged race together, had moved on to high school. cindy s father was the school custodian. and i remember seeing him in the hallways and just the broken look on his face. i can t even imagine, you know, as a parent myself, what that must have been like, to watch her friends grow up around him every day and not have his
the second we re done with all of the official proceedings, i mean, mac just took off and he went to go talk to art because i think the same thing was in both of our minds now it s time to find the body. he says, ed, don t have a memorial service. i m going to find cindy. it was a promise mac had made to cindy s father and the rest of the family. cindy s case would stay open on his desk until her body was found. so i went and talked to art. art had just been convicted, he was still in the courthouse lock-up. mac tried the old buddy-buddy approach. i says, art, you re not a killer. i said, you might have a fetish with 13, 14, 15-year-old girls, but you re not a killer. i said, tell me what happened that day. he says, i panicked. he said, it got out of control and i killed her. i said, but where did you put her, art? you need to tell me where you put her. he said, mac, i can t tell you that. the detective playing buddy-buddy was all well and good, but clearly ream had no