by Sharon Nemeth Murch, dedicated with love to my missing daughter, Michaela Joy Garecht. Michaela was kidnapped on November 19, 1988, at the age of nine. I will never stop looking for her. I will never stop loving her.
Michaela's Story on Blog Talk Radio on February 11th
Michaela's story will be featured on Monday, February 11th on a blog talk radio show. This show is conducted by Glendene Grant, who is the mother of Jessie Foster, missing from Las Vegas, Nevada, since 2006, and thought to be the victim of human trafficking. I'd spoken to Glendene about doing a show about Michaela after the lead about the UAE first surfaced, almost a year ago now. But at that time someone associated with a missing children's task force had asked me to keep it quiet. However, it appears nothing has come of this task force, and I can't keep quiet forever.
The time of this show is 5:30 p.m., but it is Pacific Standard Time. Here is the facebook post, and the link to it.
Michaela was 9 years old when she was kidnapped on November 19, 1988, at approximately 10:15 a.m. in Hayward, California (San Francisco Bay Area). The location was at the corner of Mission Boulevard and Lafayette. At that time it was called Rainbow Market. Today it is Mexico Super.
Michaela and her friend Trina had ridden their scooters to a local market to get some goodies. They had left their scooters by the side door of the market while they went in and purchased some candy and sodas and beef jerky. When they left the market, they started to walk home, completely forgetting that they had ridden the scooters there. Halfway across the parking lot they remembered, and turned back to get them.
One of the scooters was not by the door where they'd left it. Michaela spotted it first, about three parking spaces down from the door, next to a car. She went to get it. As she bent over to pick it up, a man jumped out of the car next to the scooter, grabbed her from behind, and threw her screaming into his car as Trina watched in horror. He climbed in and started the car, drove out of the parking lot and took off driving erratically down the busy highway which is Mission Boulevard in Hayward. Trina ran into the store for help. The police were called.
MESSAGE FROM SHARON: Michaela was my first child, the desire of my heart for over five years before she was born, finally conceived only with the assistance of a prescription for fertility pills. She was the first person to curl her little tiny hand around my fingers, and around my heart, the first one ever to call me "mommy." Beautiful beyond measure, tender-hearted and compassionate, she was a living light in this world. Then she was gone.
That was over 24 years ago. Join me tonight to talk with Michaela's mom, Sharon.