Danice would have been 26 years old today. I still have a little sister. I just wish I could know her and often wonder what she might be like now. We think of her every day...still. The only thing that constantly changes is the calendar and the amount of days she has been gone. Happy Birthday Danice!
by Larry J. Bourret
My granddaughter was Danice Day, who has been missing for six years now. We miss her very much. After several weeks had gone by I knew she was dead. We still hope this will eventually be solved. We appreciate the work Sheriff Norton and his staff have devoted to this.
For anyone who hasn't suffered through this you are very fortunate. You really don't have any idea how sad it is.
by Jacqui Flint
Each year becomes a struggle for something new to say. I want to say something really heartfelt and full of emotion, but after six years, I am at a loss for words. It seems all my emotions regarding my sister have been stated in the myriad of previous posts. The anger, frustration, guilt, and sadness have yet to cease, but maybe they are not as evident as they were in 2002. I have become inured to the fact that Danice is really not coming back.
There are still little thoughts that maybe she is still alive, but the reality usually takes over before I can even catch a glimpse of her image in my mind. As I have said before, she is still stuck at 19. The same image everyone else sees when they look at this site, is the image I see more often than any other.
It is usually about this time of year, January 9th, when I start to look back and realize that I have been selfish in my own life. Since I went through a rough 2007, I didn't take the time to think that things can always get worse. Well, maybe I thought it a few times, but it didn't help me stop pitying myself.
That is human nature.
Sometimes I fear that this anniversary will become much like Valentine's Day or Christmas. We will only stop to think about Danice on a specific day of the year, when we should be thinking of her all the time. We should learn a lesson from the positive light she brought to situations. We should celebrate her life ad her children rather than thinking about how sad we are she is gone. Most importantly, we should be happy that the person whom we think took Danice away from us is not free to celebrate anything this year. Although he is not in jail for the biggest crime he committed, it is abundantly clear that he is a criminal and the the truth will be brought to light eventually. It may not be here, in the sixth year, but eventually.
For all the blame and bitter feelings I sometimes express about this case, I do have faith that there is still work being done. The person we think (know) took my little sister has been put in jail for awhile. Albeit, he is not in jail for what we suspect he did to Danice, at least he is paying for something.
by Jacqui Flint
Thank you to everyone who has recently commented on this site. I am sorry I have not been keeping up so well. I do appreciate everyone who sends their thoughts our way. Some good news to report: Victor is now in prison. Unfortunately, he is not there for the crime we think he committed. He is in prison for various other crimes such as burglary and selling drugs. We can only hope that one day he will feel some remorse and the truth will come to light.
Thanks again for all your support. I will keep everyone updated if there is anything new to report.
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I read an interesting article today. Of course, I was just browsing and it was one of those icons that I usually don't click on. It was an article about missing people and how the media picks and chooses what kind of missing people they consider "important" to cover. It is not only a racial issue, but it is a class issue. This has been known about Danice's case for a long time. When she was first assumed missing, my family contacted many media outlets only to be ignored or given a "we can't cover this story at this time" type of attitude. It seems we aren't the only family who has had trouble getting their story covered as the article says. The media excels at covering missing people who fit the qualities they deem important. As I have stated many times before, everyone who has experienced this kind of incident feels pain. Whatever the class or race of a missing person, the pain is tangable. The only difference in many of these cases is that if one is of a lower class or different race, the media does not feel it fits their idea of newsworthy. It is a sad statement on society, but it illustrates what we have been experiencing for a long time. I have pasted the article below if anyone is interested in reading it:
By Julie Flint
I am writing to say Happy Birthday in memory to my loving sister and her daughter, whom unfortunately I have not seen since she was only several months old and seems to only get more and more awkward and more unlikely as time goes by. I can only be slightly comforted by the fact that her two children are inevitably much like their mother and that can't be avoided by any upbringing or lack of presence. I can also only imagine how Danice would feel to know that her immediate family has no involvement in her children's lives, and that not only are her children missing out on the love of their mother, but the memories that her family has to share about her, and in some sense keeping her alive to them through stories and recollections. I feel as though the loss greatly surmounts her, and carries over to all three of them plus much of the family that love them all so dearly. So on this day I will be loving my little sister who loved so many people so well and also sending out love to her children who I pray will someday get to confront the horrible reality that their mother did not abandon them. Both realities would be for a child. I wish Kaylee and Danice a Happy Birthday on this day which will always connect them. I love you both.
By Jacqui Flint
It is easy to remember the date...May 8th. I always used to look forward to it because it was spring and it was Danice's birthday. For some reason, when we were younger, I really liked celebrating her birthday with her. Unfortunately, this day is just another reminder of how long we have been without Danice. I feel like a broken record, but I keep thinking time will heal the wounds. So far, time is just passing, very quickly, and the wounds are still wide open.
I suppose it is important to remember that her daughter celebrates her birthday on the same day and that is very special. Hopefully, at some point, she will know our family and be part of our lives. We all feel the same about her son.
All I can say again, is Happy Birthday Danice! I love you very much!