Help Me Find Keith McComas and Kristy Suttle!

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In 2009 my dad found a message in a bottle. Look at this thing! For My Waiter Bottle

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John E. Freeland Leaves His Card Part Three: Maggie Valley and the Butterfly Effect

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After learning everything I learned in the last post, I knew I had to meet Phil in person. So, one day in August 2011, I loaded up the car and headed to Maggie Valley.

The night before I hit the road, I couldn’t sleep. I kept thinking about everything I wanted to ask him and tell him, wondering whether we would really get along, and wondering–on the scale of crazy–just how crazy it was that I was about to walk into the home, the actual dwelling place, of a complete stranger… Is that, like, really really crazy? Or just a little crazy?

Crazy Scale

In any case, I went.

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John E. Freeland Leaves His Card Part Two: Phone Calls, Almost-Friends, and Crazy Dances

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No one answered my phone call. I was jittery before I tried the number—I always get a little shaky when I’m on the verge of finding a sender.

Maybe it’s the coffee. I am, admittedly, an addict.

I Love Coffee!

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John E. Freeland Leaves His Card

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May 21st, 2011. The sun is blinding. Even the wind coming off the ocean is hot. My mom and I stand blinking in the sun beside a rusty green truck that looks dead parked by a small beach.

We have come here for beachcombing, so we wander down to the shore. After just a few minutes of walking, we decide to pack it up because there doesn’t seem to be much here other than trash and incredible heat. Mom heads straight back to the truck, and I say I’ll be there in a minute. We had planned to cover half the beach, but, being obsessed with covering every square inch of sand, I decide to walk the last 50-yard stretch we haven’t seen yet. Here’s what it would have looked like to watch us from above:

Mom and I take slightly different paths back to the truck.

Mom and I take slightly different paths back to the truck, which happens to look like a race car in this bird’s eye rendering.

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Stefanie Found a Message in a Bottle–Now Help Her Find the Senders!

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Stefanie's Message

Yesterday a fellow beachcomber contacted me in her quest for the senders of a bottle filled with several messages. She found the bottle as it was floating to shore at Hermosa Beach in California–I mean, AS IT WAS FLOATING TO SHORE! How cool is that?!

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The Mystery of the Beautiful Terrorist (Mystery Message #4)

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We’ve had several beautiful days here in Lexington recently, and there’s nothing that makes me eager for adventure like a sunny day.

So…

The message started out looking like this:
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