Did you ever see Jr.'s girlfriend again? Why not notify the police and tell them what you have told here? Let them go back to records in and around that area and see if there was an unsolved missing child or woman ? Good luck

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I moved to my home in Bayview, a subdivision of Columbia, in 1977. I was in fifth grade. My father was sentenced to prision in 1979 for grave bodily injury to our mother. This man is a confessed pedophile. One evening, he arrived home, backing his extended tool bed truck in as usual. The unusual part, was that a neighbor, Junior, was with him. They didn't work together, but Junior's girlfriend was our babysitter. My brother and I were playing in the front yard, when they pulled in. He backed up as usual, and they opened the doors to the tool bed, it had long trays, and began to pull out a rolled up carpet. He told us to go inside the house. They took the carpet out, and began to pass through the gate to the back yard, and head to the large work shed. They set it on the ground while my father opened the locked door, from our veiw, in the house, about twenty feet away from them, we could see a foot, stickin out of the end of the roll. It was heel up, the sole pointing straight up, no shoe, and only one foot. I told my brother to come on, and got away from the window. That weekend we, after our father and the neighbor left for the races at Columbia Motor Speedway, fished his keys out and went into the shed, the roll of carpet was gone. Now, as adults we are surprised our father had a roll of carpet in his truck, he was mechanic. We have recently discussed this and other issues, laying them on the table so to speak. We are certain it was a child or small adult's foot. We haven't approached our father, for fear of retrobution. We moved from the home, after they divorced, in 1983 to another area of the county. The window of oppurtunity is closing, he is now in poor health. Please consider any moves you can make in this situation, we need to find some closure for ourselves, and the family that is missing someone.