Hello and welcome John, thanks for the friends request.
Aug 6, 2014
This is a copy of my post on Liz's page; I'm sorry to have to notify people this way, but both have passed away. Here's all I have on it:
Liz had been saturated in the new Denver with an unidentified, apparently unidentifiable mold that almost killed her. She ended up hyper-sensitive to artificial substances like air fresheners, you-name-it. She couldn't eat GMOs, anything with preservatives, etc. Recently (a few months ago) she was unknowingly exposed to an air freshener that had soaked into the seat material right by her face in John Ryan's truck, and she became irrational. Her friends and family got her home, but John HAD to work (he was a truck driver) so they could have a place to live. He was going to do some repair work on a rather special, old guitar of mine - a Harmony hollow-body electric - that had belonged to my late wife's father, and I had loaned them a night-vision scope in a woven vinyl case - it was my late wife's last gift to me before she died. Well, suddenly we lost touch.
John and Liz both stopped calling, then their phones were shut off. I finally, just 2 days ago, managed to make it over to their trailer, and it was empty. Some neighbors informed me that Liz's family had shown up with a trailer, emptied the place out and left. The story is that Liz shot and killed John while he slept, then shot and killed herself. I've had some trouble with money and other things and hadn't been able to make it over until just a couple of days ago. I'd been trying to help out, but not enough, apparently.
If anyone from their families would contact me I'd very much appreciate it. My email is firstname.lastname@example.org
Liz and John, it was a hellofa time to check out, dammit! We'll meet again, though. Love to you both; sorry we missed each other this time around!
Jun 11, 2015