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Reinier A. Ravesteijn.

Reinier A. Ravesteijn.

Kidnapping Grandma Braun

LITTLE PRAIRIE, Wis,2003, When?Grandma Braun went missing, folks figured she wandered off. Then came the ransom note.?It was cold the night Grandma Braun was taken, that bitter dead-of-winter cold when the countryside is sheathed in ice and the stillness is broken only by great gusts of snow that swirl across the fields and back roads, erasing footprints and car tracks and all traces of life.

Eighty-eight-year-old Hedwig Braun was in bed reading when the lights went out but she didn’t pay much heed. In her tiny farmhouse on Bluff Road, miles from the nearest town, power outages are not uncommon. Pulling on her dressing gown and slippers, she lit a candle and padded into the kitchen. She poured a glass of milk, settled at the table and continued her book about angels.

The clock was stopped at 12:50 a.m.

A sudden blast of wind. A shadowy figure in the doorway.

“Eddie!” she screamed as the intruder lurched toward her, throwing something over her head. “Eddie come quick.”

But her 88-year-old husband, asleep in the other room, didn’t stir.

At 5-foot-2, weighing 80 pounds, Braun is a slip of a woman whose toughness is all inside. She had no strength to fight off her abductor. She didn’t even try. She just prayed as she was flung into the trunk of her 1992 white Cadillac, kept praying as they tore down the country road, screeching to a halt beside a ditch, prayed even harder as she was tossed into the trunk of another car and they sped away again.

In the darkness, wedged against the spare tire, she wondered, “Why me? I’m just a nobody. What does he want with me?”

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The Sarah Joe after she was found and pulled from the sand.

The Sarah Joe after she was found and pulled from the sand.

The Mystery?of Sarah Joe

The ocean is a prime spot for mystery-it’s vast, violent, and unknowable. One of the most curious tales comes in the form of the Sarah Joe.

The 17-foot?Boston Whaler went out from a busy port, was crewed by a number of responsible people, then disappeared. But this story takes a twist because rather than the usual ?was never heard from again,? this boat actually turned up years later. And rather than answer many of the questions, its discovery only added to the mystery.

Scott Moorman was born in 1952 and grew up in the San Fernando Valley. He watched the TV series?Adventures in Paradise?as a child and started telling his parents that one day he was going to move to Hawaii. He married young and had a son, but his dream of living in Hawaii never left so when Scott and his young wife called it quits in 1975, he fulfilled his dream by moving to the small community of Nahiku on the east coast of Maui.

Nahiku was a town of native Hawaiians and a growing population of “haoles,” mostly?Caucasian refugees looking for their version of paradise – hippies, earth?mamas,?nature freaks and Vietnam vets trying to forget. Women and men both wore their hair long, grew and smoked dope, lived with each other with no thought of being married and partied way more than they worked.

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