up with scott s father in the morning. and she had mentioned that she was going to go to this belated birthday party. she was supposed to meet art at the dairy queen the next day, sunday. how d she talk about this person, art? she was just very, you know, very friendly with them. that was pretty much it. did she talk to this art at your house on the phone? yes. she called art to confirm the plans of the next day. cathy heard cindy tell the person on the phone that she d look for his white van between 10:00 and 11:00 the next had a birthday present for scott. she asked cathy to please come along with her. cathy said her mother wouldn t a surprise party for scott in
school. like cathy, she told the cops about cindy s plans to meet someone at dairy queen on sunday. but she had the impression the officers had already locked on to a theory that cindy was hiding out at another girlfriend s. they seemed to want to discuss more about who would keep her if she ran away. they assumed she s not here, what could happen, she ran away, open and closed. on their own, family members did what they could to find cindy. they staked out the trailer park where cindy s boyfriend, scott, lived, hoping she might be there. they printed and distributed posters of their missing daughter and sister. her mother, alice, asked the local papers if they d run her picture as a news item. but they turned her down in that age before amber alerts. cindy had just seen a movie, desperately seeking susan. so i put an ad in the personals desperately seeking cindy, nobody responded to it.
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,
standing orders from her dad never to walk home, but she did. and a single dad raising a teenager needed his rules followed. and so i had grounded her which meant what? come home right after school? right after school and to stay at the house. grounded. no mall, no scott. they went to different schools. i think she was probably frustrated like any 13-year-old would be when grounded, but then at that time, the most important thing on her mind was scott, you know. how am i going to talk to scott? how am i going to see scott? after school friday, april 18th, 1986, cindy said good-bye to her friends cathy and theresa and reported directly home as per her father s punishment. but the next evening, saturday, cindy bolted from house arrest. well, she called me and wanted to come over, and she escaped her house, came over to my house between 6:00 and 6:30. she wasn t supposed to be there? no. the two girls talked about, what else, scott.
the two girls talked about, what else, scott. a boy cathy had never met. cindy used the phone to finalize surreptitious plans. she would go to the dairy queen and get a ride to a surprise birthday party planned for scott the next day, sunday. cathy would be the alibi. she had told mr. zarzycki that she was going to church with me the next morning. come the next morning, cindy told her kid brother she was going out for a while. i m like, where? you know, we re supposed to be together. dad s not going to be happy with us. and then she was like, i m going, just stay here, and then she started walking, and i followed her, and she was like, go home, go back, and that s when she really changed her voice and screamed at me to go back, i was about supposed to come there. you can t be the tag along kid brother? yep. the infatuated 13-year-old softball case in her cool white boots and jean purse pivoted and strolled to the dairy queen. and then, she vanished.