In Remembrance

Todd Matthews

May 3, 1970 - January 3, 2024

Todd Matthews—where to begin? Todd was one who wouldn't take no for an answer. He heard the story of "Tent Girl" and decided that he would be the one to find her identity, and miraculously, after much effort, he did. That was the beginning of a lifelong fascination for Todd for solving missing and unidentified persons cases. He was truly the original amateur sleuth.

So many countless people are profoundly grateful they had the opportunity to know and work with such an amazing man. Todd was a genuine person. What you saw was what you got! He was so funny, kind, inspirational, magnetic, and extremely helpful. He had a way of making you feel special and important every time you talked to him.

He was the kind of person who was willing to get up in the middle of the night and work at a frenzied pace to help a stranger.

He is our founder and mentor, and his work with the Doe Network will never be forgotten. He left an indelible mark that will live on through the community of volunteers who will honor his commitment to those who are missing or unidentified.

May he rest in peace.

Liz Chipman

April 11, 1981 - February 27, 2005

Liz Chipman will be remembered by many as being a warm and loving person who fought for what she believed. She put her all into everything she did despite her medical problems. She affected many lives and is dearly missed.

We Will Never Forget

Phillip Doyle (AKA Ranger) - January 24, 2008
Shirley Massey (AKA Masseypm) - June 30, 2008
Barbara Czapski (AKA Augwoman29) - February 17, 2010
Starla Willett (AKA Zoochild) - April 6, 2010
Sharon Gail Peterson - March 15, 2011
Lisa Hoskins (AKA SkylarsNanNan) - January 2015

May they rest in the same peace they sought for others

Voices of the Lost

My name is missing, though I have a face.
My name is vanished, and I need a voice.
My name is lost; I yearn to be found.

I am but a number.
Though people have seen me,
Though people have heard me,
Though people have mocked me,
I am not acknowledged.

I am cold, depressed and lonely,
though I am surrounded by people.
My swollen eyes have looked on,
straining to see the sun rise on yet another day.
My parched, scarred skin speaks volumes
of the actions of the soulless.

People look onward.
Around me
Behind me
Above me.

Struggling to not recognize me.
I have prayed.
I have begged.
I have pleaded.

To be seen and heard.
As a human.
As a life.
As a person.

Is it for nothing?
You make the decision.
You disregarded us while we were here.
Will you let it happen yet again?
Think about it.

by Liz Chipman
in memory of the missing women in Vancouver,
January 20, 2002