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June 13th 1991

Posted on June 13, 2006 by markd60

The day I last saw my my younger brother Bruce
alive was June 13th 1991, when he came and visited me in Virginia.
He stayed with me at my apartment. We went to Virginia Beach & had hamburgers on the boardwalk the day he went back home to Bridgeport, Connecticut. He and his girlfriend, Karen, were murdered approximately June 30th 1991, in Tucson, Arizona.

0 thoughts on “June 13th 1991”

Anonymous on June 13, 2006 at 1:22 pm said:

I don’t know what to say. I’d give you a hug and buy you a stiff drink, if I could.
MarkD60 on June 13, 2006 at 3:24 pm said:

There’s been a lot of negative stuff in my blog lately, this is a temporary thing and will pass.I still have a great life!
mox on June 13, 2006 at 4:14 pm said:

Well, it’s part of who you are. My cousin’s father-in-law was murdered fifteen years ago, right at Christmastime, in his own home. The family has moved on but that fact will always be there.
Renee on June 13, 2006 at 5:47 pm said:

Sorry to hear that, MarkD. Why were they murdered? Was it a robbery?
Scott on June 13, 2006 at 10:09 pm said:

Mark, I’m with anonymous on this one, don’t know what to say.Hang in there!
K. on June 14, 2006 at 1:46 pm said:

Oh my gosh! So sorry to hear that.
naive-no-more on June 14, 2006 at 8:42 pm said:

Oh my gosh, Mark! How horrible. What happened? I’m sorry.
Debbie on June 17, 2006 at 3:22 am said:

I think I would walk around with a whole lot of anger about that. I’m pretty harmless, but don’t hurt my family or loved ones. I’ll slit someones throat and not think twice about it.Did I scare anyone with that?