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EXCERPTS FROM THE BOOK
Prelude: Page1
Have you ever realized that your life could change forever in an instant? I want you to take a few seconds now without
distraction to analyze your life momentarily. This may seem like an odd request, but I have proof that one incident can change the
course of your life in the blink of an eye.
Are you where you thought you’d be at this point during your existence? I’m 34 years old, unmarried, and have no children. As for
myself, this is definitely a far cry from what I had ever imagined.
Have you accomplished more than you had envisioned for yourself, or are you just about where you thought you would be?
Accomplishments? I don’t know about that. I have a good job, and I’m fairly responsible. So I guess you can say I’m right where I
thought I would be.
Currently my answers to the above questions have proven to be so immaterial to my quest during this lifetime. Nothing really
matters, nor am I sure if anything will ever again.
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Prelude: Page 2
Now, let’s revert back to you momentarily. Your current situation, as perfect as it may seem could be altered or literally disappear
overnight. Even though these situations are extreme: I’m not referring to the loss of your job, sudden illness, or even experiencing
the loss of a loved one. Imagine a situation arising, creating a strong possibility that you may never see someone you care about
ever again.
I know it’s tough to think about but just try for a second.
Would you know where to begin? Do you contact the authorities immediately, or do you assume the situation will pass? Do you know
who is out there to actually help you during your crisis? Who will be your family’s advocate?
What I’m getting at is waking up one day and finding out someone you love is missing. Yes missing. Please don’t confuse this with
being temporarily lost. There is a huge difference between the two.
Sorry to say. This is my reality, and my life has changed forever. There is no foretelling of what lies ahead for me, as the
missing person is not just anyone. It happens to be my only brother. Just saying it aloud is extremely perplexing. My brother,
Gilbert, is missing.
What’s harder is when I have to relay this information to someone, “My brother is missing!” I normally receive the same sort of
responses. Everyone can be so inquisitive. “What do you mean missing? He can’t be. He’s probably out screwing around.” Just hearing
those words is comparable to someone driving a knife directly through my heart. Not that it makes much more of a difference, as my
heart has already been permanently wounded. There’s a little voice in my head that begins to chat where in a perfect world, I could
retort, “What part of the word missing don’t you seem to understand?”
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Gilbert left the house on Wednesday October 6, 2004, and has not been seen since! It usually gets worse. This is where everyone’s
crime scene investigative instinct kicks in. “Have you called the police, FBI, Montel, Sylvia Browne, etc.? Did he go hiking near a
volcano? Does he surf? Maybe he’s in the witness protection program. Could he be on vacation? All you have to do is check with the
credit card companies.” All of this gibberish is so overwhelming. As far as the witness protection program, Gilbert wasn’t involved
in anything sinister. By the way, Gilbert has never been on vacation in his life and has never owned a credit card. Surfing is out,
and you really don’t want to hear my response regarding any volcano.
Again that angry, little voice in my head… “No, I haven’t done a God damn thing, but thanks for asking, and by the way, I don’t
remember seeing you at The Police Academy. Perhaps you should stick to your day job or better yet, get one.” I know I sound bitter
and angry. It’s because I am. The situation that I’m facing is definitely not anyone’s fault, but I’ve become hardened and
desperate. In reality, I actually thought Gilbert would have come home by now. I’ve made finding Gilbert my main priority. This has
been the only cause in my life that has ever mattered. I’ve given 100%, and I’ve gotten absolutely nowhere. As a result, I feel like
a failure.
Honestly, in an effort to locate Gilbert, I’ve either worked with or contacted the following entities: President, George W. Bush,
The Honolulu Police Department, The Governor of Hawaii- Linda Lingle, The National Center for Missing Adults, The Honolulu
Advertiser, The Honolulu Star Bulletin, The FBI, America’s Most Wanted, The Montel Williams Show, and other agencies who have heard
about Gilbert’s case and contacted me.
It’s extremely disheartening, but I’ll be the first to admit that all my endeavors have been ineffective.
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