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| Kerr,Thomas J.missing September 26,1997; Nevada | |
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| oldies4mari2004 | Sep 2 2006, 01:57 PM Post #1 |
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| oldies4mari2004 | Jan 17 2007, 01:00 PM Post #2 |
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Thomas Jay Kerr Above: Kerr, circa 1997 Vital Statistics at Time of Disappearance Missing Since: September 26, 1997 from Las Vegas, Nevada Classification: Endangered Missing Date Of Birth: August 14, 1960 Age: 37 years old Height and Weight: 5'11, 215 - 225 pounds Distinguishing Characteristics: Caucasian male. Brown hair, hazel eyes. Kerr has scars near his left ear and the front of his hairline. One of his arms was previously broken prior to his 1997 disappearance. Kerr is of Caucasian, Native American and Hispanic descent. He may have a beard. Kerr's nicknames are Tommy and Tom. Details of Disappearance Kerr visited Mugshots Lounge in the 3300 block of South Sandhill Road in Las Vegas, Nevada during the late evening hours of September 25, 1997. He paid his bar tab and apparently planned to stop for dinner elsewhere. Kerr was last seen near the area of South Sandhill Road and the Flamingo Las Vegas, a Hilton-owned hotel in the 3500 block of Las Vegas Boulevard South, during the early morning hours of September 26. He has never been heard from again. Kerr left all of his personal belongings behind, including his dented Ford pickup truck, tools, wallet, car keys, camping equipment and jewelry. His family members told authorities that it is uncharacteristic of him to leave without warning. Kerr's mother told reporters that her son was a heavy alcohol drinker in 1997. She also said that she believed he was involved with drugs, although she maintained that Kerr was not a frequent user. His mother believes that he was murdered as the result of his alleged connections to illegal narcotics, although nothing has been proven. Investigators said that there is little evidence available in Kerr's case, but foul play is suspected. Authorities stated that they located several potential suspects in his disappearance, but they could not arrest the individuals due to a lack of evidence. Kerr was employed as a carpet layer and electrician in 1997. He also has experience laying concrete. Kerr enjoys camping and often visited Mount Potosi near Las Vegas in the winter. He is described as an affable person who is willing to assist anyone in need. Kerr's case remains unsolved. Some agencies may list September 25, 1997 as the date of Kerr's disappearance. Investigating Agency If you have any information concerning this case, please contact: Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department 702-229-2907 Source Information The National Center for Missing Adults The Las Vegas Review-Journal Charley Project Home |
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| oldies4mari2004 | Mar 13 2007, 12:14 AM Post #3 |
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| monkalup | Jun 30 2007, 11:06 AM Post #4 |
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The Old Heifer! An oxymoron, of course.
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http://www.theyaremissed.org/ncma/co...=profile_tkerr Thomas Jay Kerr - Cuddly Teddy Bear: Thomas’ mother, Charlene, shared these thoughts: It’s not difficult to share some of the wonderful memories I have of my son, Tommy. The most difficult part is the selection of just a few to share with you in this article. Thomas Jay Kerr was born August 14, 1960 at 12:33 on a Sunday afternoon. From the time he was born, he wanted to be an explorer. From pots and pans to climbing trees and fences (usually stacking up the tricycles) he found something new and exciting in the world. I would never know what his next “scientific project” would be. He was fascinated with how things worked—so he would dismantle the toaster, the vacuum, bicycles and clocks, or whatever else piqued his imagination to figure out their secret. In scouting, he not only fulfilled his required badges, but also did all of the assignments “because they were fun.” He excelled in Order of the Arrow, a program of the Boy Scouts of America recognizing skilled campers. He loved the outdoors, camping, fishing, and riding horses. His favorite bird was the Raven. Children and animals loved him. Everyone loved him. Tommy never outgrew watching cartoons and eating a BIG bowl of cereal. He had a great big laugh and found humor in such little things. Tommy told his long-time girlfriend, Jeralyn, to get dressed because he wanted to take her Max’s lounge. So she dressed to the hilt because she thought she was going to a fancy restaurant. Jeralyn soon found out that Tommy’s translation for Max’s Lounge was McDonalds. He brought that joy into the lives of those he knew, always there to help, fix, support or dry a few tears. He dressed up as the Easter Bunny on Easter Sunday and would transform an ordinary day to a delightful day full of laughter and surprises. Tommy loved his family and he truly believed that they loved him. Perhaps his greatest faults were his kindness, his gentleness and his trusting. As a craftsman, Tommy excelled to the highest order. From building a house from the ground up, creating a piece of fine furniture or landscaping a yard. He was the one who was there to help everyone move, install surround sound, fix the plumbing, and help Mom paint the Christmas windows. He was kind and respectful to his Grandparents and spontaneous in showing up to take any one of us ladies dancing or trick-or-treating. His favorite songs are “They Call the Wind Maria” from Paint Your Wagon and “Nature Boy” sung by Nat King Cole. He truly did love, deeply—and was loved in return. How do you begin to share a memory of a precious son? The day the music died, September 26, 1997, is the day my son Tommy went away, vanished, and after all is said and done, there is only prayer and hope. His brother, David, shared these thoughts: Since I can remember, I have always loved being with my brother. Being five years apart in age meant nothing to him. He always treated me as an equal. He was never embarrassed or obligated to be with me. Tommy always made anyone he was with feel comfortable and special because he didn’t judge people. Tommy accepted people for who they are—good or bad! What a spirit he had, with a lot of love and trust in his heart. Great times that come to mind are the times I played drums for him. Tommy really enjoyed that and he was so proud of me. It was like he was playing the drums vicariously through me. Anytime I would call upon my brother for help, he was right there for me from moving to building or installing something for me. Tommy was so gifted with his hands—a true artist in his own right. What an honor it was watching him work, being his little helper and just being there with him. I cherish every day I had with my brother on this earth and I will always love and miss him. Until we meet again, God be with you, my brother. His sister, Jenny Ann, shared these thoughts: Tommy was my big brother, my best friend and protector. He would write beautiful uplifting poems to Mom and I. The poems would nearly always mention a “dove.” Tommy loved to draw and would help his niece, Annachar, and Jeralyn’s daughter, Crystal, with their homework. He was brilliant in math, drafting and carpentry. He loved to camp out at Potosi Mountain, often in the winter. When we were small, he was the one that helped Mom set up the tent and start the fire. Our family sang songs around the piano and with the guitar. We had a wonderful family. Mom and we four children were very close. When I was sick, Tommy would give me a prayer and blessing, take my hands and would say, “Jenny, take as much strength as you need” and I would always get well. I wish he had had enough strength left for himself. He was always giving to others. His niece, Annachar, shared these thoughts: I remember my Uncle Tommy as a protector over me at times in my life when I needed him. He was strong as a rock when it came to the family, and he was always the one who came when anyone of us was in trouble or in need. He was also the biggest and most cuddly teddy bear in the world. He had the biggest heart, like a lion and he made the best tuna sandwiches! I will never forget the memories I have of my uncle. I love you Tommy. If you would like to help Thomas’ family by posting a missing person flyer, please visit his web profile at http://www.missingadults.org/ncma/ga...hp?A200300386W . |
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Lauran "If you have a chance to accomplish something that will make things better for people coming behind you, and you don't do that, you are wasting your time on this earth." The late, great Roberto Clemente. In accordance with Title 17 U.S.C. Section 107, any copyrighted work in this message is distributed under fair use without profit or payment for non-profit research and educational purposes only. | |
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| monkalup | Jun 30 2007, 11:07 AM Post #5 |
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The Old Heifer! An oxymoron, of course.
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Endangered Missing Adult If you believe you have any information regarding this case that will be helpful in this investigation please contact: Las Vegas Metro Police Dept. at (702) 229-4172 Name: Thomas Jay Kerr Classification: Endangered Missing Adult Alias / Nickname: Tommy/ Tomyson/ Tom Date of Birth: 1960-08-14 Date Missing: 1997-09-26 From City/State: Las Vegas, NV Age at Time of Disappearance: 37 Gender: Male Race: Am. Indian Height: 71 inches Weight: 215 pounds Hair Color: Brown Eye Color: Hazel Complexion: Medium Identifying Characteristics: Scar on left ear, scar on front hairline, has had broken arm and broken jaw. Clothing: Possibly jeans and T-shirt. Circumstances of Disappearance: Unknown. Thomas was last seen at a family member's residence in the vicinity of the 3600 block of Forestcrest in Las Vegas, NV near Flamingo and Sandhill. All of his personal belongings and vehicle were left behind. He was known to have frequented the Mug Shots bar at Desert Inn and Sandhill. Investigative Agency: Las Vegas Metro Police Dept. Phone: (702) 229-4172 Investigative Case #: 971108-1035 NCIC #: M-107400180 |
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Lauran "If you have a chance to accomplish something that will make things better for people coming behind you, and you don't do that, you are wasting your time on this earth." The late, great Roberto Clemente. In accordance with Title 17 U.S.C. Section 107, any copyrighted work in this message is distributed under fair use without profit or payment for non-profit research and educational purposes only. | |
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| monkalup | Jun 30 2007, 11:07 AM Post #6 |
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The Old Heifer! An oxymoron, of course.
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http://www.theyaremissed.org/ncma/co...=profile_tkerr Thomas Jay Kerr - Cuddly Teddy Bear: Thomas’ mother, Charlene, shared these thoughts: It’s not difficult to share some of the wonderful memories I have of my son, Tommy. The most difficult part is the selection of just a few to share with you in this article. Thomas Jay Kerr was born August 14, 1960 at 12:33 on a Sunday afternoon. From the time he was born, he wanted to be an explorer. From pots and pans to climbing trees and fences (usually stacking up the tricycles) he found something new and exciting in the world. I would never know what his next “scientific project” would be. He was fascinated with how things worked—so he would dismantle the toaster, the vacuum, bicycles and clocks, or whatever else piqued his imagination to figure out their secret. In scouting, he not only fulfilled his required badges, but also did all of the assignments “because they were fun.” He excelled in Order of the Arrow, a program of the Boy Scouts of America recognizing skilled campers. He loved the outdoors, camping, fishing, and riding horses. His favorite bird was the Raven. Children and animals loved him. Everyone loved him. Tommy never outgrew watching cartoons and eating a BIG bowl of cereal. He had a great big laugh and found humor in such little things. Tommy told his long-time girlfriend, Jeralyn, to get dressed because he wanted to take her Max’s lounge. So she dressed to the hilt because she thought she was going to a fancy restaurant. Jeralyn soon found out that Tommy’s translation for Max’s Lounge was McDonalds. He brought that joy into the lives of those he knew, always there to help, fix, support or dry a few tears. He dressed up as the Easter Bunny on Easter Sunday and would transform an ordinary day to a delightful day full of laughter and surprises. Tommy loved his family and he truly believed that they loved him. Perhaps his greatest faults were his kindness, his gentleness and his trusting. As a craftsman, Tommy excelled to the highest order. From building a house from the ground up, creating a piece of fine furniture or landscaping a yard. He was the one who was there to help everyone move, install surround sound, fix the plumbing, and help Mom paint the Christmas windows. He was kind and respectful to his Grandparents and spontaneous in showing up to take any one of us ladies dancing or trick-or-treating. His favorite songs are “They Call the Wind Maria” from Paint Your Wagon and “Nature Boy” sung by Nat King Cole. He truly did love, deeply—and was loved in return. How do you begin to share a memory of a precious son? The day the music died, September 26, 1997, is the day my son Tommy went away, vanished, and after all is said and done, there is only prayer and hope. His brother, David, shared these thoughts: Since I can remember, I have always loved being with my brother. Being five years apart in age meant nothing to him. He always treated me as an equal. He was never embarrassed or obligated to be with me. Tommy always made anyone he was with feel comfortable and special because he didn’t judge people. Tommy accepted people for who they are—good or bad! What a spirit he had, with a lot of love and trust in his heart. Great times that come to mind are the times I played drums for him. Tommy really enjoyed that and he was so proud of me. It was like he was playing the drums vicariously through me. Anytime I would call upon my brother for help, he was right there for me from moving to building or installing something for me. Tommy was so gifted with his hands—a true artist in his own right. What an honor it was watching him work, being his little helper and just being there with him. I cherish every day I had with my brother on this earth and I will always love and miss him. Until we meet again, God be with you, my brother. His sister, Jenny Ann, shared these thoughts: Tommy was my big brother, my best friend and protector. He would write beautiful uplifting poems to Mom and I. The poems would nearly always mention a “dove.” Tommy loved to draw and would help his niece, Annachar, and Jeralyn’s daughter, Crystal, with their homework. He was brilliant in math, drafting and carpentry. He loved to camp out at Potosi Mountain, often in the winter. When we were small, he was the one that helped Mom set up the tent and start the fire. Our family sang songs around the piano and with the guitar. We had a wonderful family. Mom and we four children were very close. When I was sick, Tommy would give me a prayer and blessing, take my hands and would say, “Jenny, take as much strength as you need” and I would always get well. I wish he had had enough strength left for himself. He was always giving to others. His niece, Annachar, shared these thoughts: I remember my Uncle Tommy as a protector over me at times in my life when I needed him. He was strong as a rock when it came to the family, and he was always the one who came when anyone of us was in trouble or in need. He was also the biggest and most cuddly teddy bear in the world. He had the biggest heart, like a lion and he made the best tuna sandwiches! I will never forget the memories I have of my uncle. I love you Tommy. If you would like to help Thomas’ family by posting a missing person flyer, please visit his web profile at http://www.missingadults.org/ncma/ga...hp?A200300386W . |
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Lauran "If you have a chance to accomplish something that will make things better for people coming behind you, and you don't do that, you are wasting your time on this earth." The late, great Roberto Clemente. In accordance with Title 17 U.S.C. Section 107, any copyrighted work in this message is distributed under fair use without profit or payment for non-profit research and educational purposes only. | |
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| tatertot | Aug 22 2017, 10:42 AM Post #7 |
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http://www.doenetwork.org/closed2017.php Thomas Jay Kerr Thomas Jay Kerr (1825DMNV) went missing in 1997 and according to NamUs (8/17/2017): Mr. Kerr has been located and no further information is available. |
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