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  Happy Birthday Mom, I miss you terribly. I try very hard to make you proud of me every single day, I will never stop fighting for your justice; I love you!!! Today would have been my mom's 83rd birthday; I am quite sure she would have made it to this milestone no problem, her killer had other ideas!!! My birthday wish for Mom, is Justice and closure."  December 9, 2021 -- Lance Jones Ten years ago, Pamela Jones was murdered in cold blood in her car port in Salmon Arm, B.C. The former school teacher was known by nearly everyone in this town of 17,000 but to date no one knows who left the senior to die alone. The police have never told the family how she died. Her son, Lance Jones, was denied access to the medical examiner's report, and says he's been kept in the dark and basically told to keep his mouth shut. He now lives in Calgary, Alberta. Every day, he does 100 push ups in his mother's memory; so far he had done 59,000 push ups. He also runs the Pamela Jones F

 I was going to write something a little upbeat this weekend. It's been a sad time for the Simpson family, but everyone is grateful to the RCMP that Ashley's remains were found. Even after nearly six years, it's gratifying to know that they never stopped looking for her. And we were pretty pumped that Derek Favell has finally been charged with second degree murder and is remanded into custody until December 21, with the judge giving him the opportunity to secure legal counsel. No problem, dude, everyone is entitled to a lawyer. We'll give you that. But seriously, Derek. You need to get better friends. I mean, it appears, you still have some.  Like this beauty who sent me a friendly note of condolences on Messenger. I have questions.  Amanda, what's up girl? Why so angry?  Perhaps you need some counselling. Or an actual life.  My cousin John whose daughter was murdered also received a lovely note from you last night. I cannot share it because it is so profane that I

This is Amanda, Ashley's sister. If anyone knows her whereabout please contact myself or my mother....ASAP!!!                                                                                               April 30, 2016 My cousin Julie Major was worried and shared the post on Facebook with her friends and family. I was confused. I had never heard of Ashley Simpson, or Julie's brother John who had apparently been adopted years ago by my father's brother, Murray. It's a long story. Suffice to say Julie had many siblings who were adopted by my aunts and uncles, who raised them as their own. I knew three of the little adoptees but had no recollection of Uncle Murray adopting John who was the blood grandson of Murray's wife Henrietta. Stay with me here.  So now I had a cousin named John and his daughter was missing out in Salmon Arm.  I was intrigued. "Why would she not call?" Julie asked me in a Messenger post. "It's not her nature to not contact her m

  As the news of the discovery of Ashley Simpson's remains and the arrest of her boyfriend for murder was exploding all over the news, Amanda Langlois was quietly trying to figure out how to explain to her children that their aunt wasn't coming home. "I'm having a very difficult time with this," she wrote in an email. "I feel sad, heartbroken and defeated. I'm stuck here trying to build up the courage to tell my daughters about this horrendous outcome." Ashley has three sisters, Amy, Amanda and Tara who have been through living hell since Ashley disappeared five years and eight months ago. So have Ashley's nieces and nephews especially Amanda's oldest daughter who is described by the family as Ashley's "mini-me". After Ashley's disappearance, Amanda's daughter withdrew into herself and became quiet, and somber. She didn't smile for months. The discovery of Ashley's remains, while welcomed by the family, has opene

  Statement from the Father of Ashley Marie Simpson December 6, 2021 On April 16, 2016, our 32-year-old daughter Ashley Simpson vanished into thin air from her home in Salmon Arm, B.C. It wasn’t like Ashley. She took to Facetime every day to speak to my wife Cindy and her friends. It was more than a week before her boyfriend called Cindy. We knew something was terribly wrong, and so a contingent of her family and friends hit the road in hopes of finding her. When we arrived, it was clear that no one was looking for her. She had only recently moved to the Silver Creek community, and local residents were distressed to find a small but vocal group of strangers converging on them, bringing the police to their doors. We encountered many roadblocks, and some individuals who were determined to lead us off track in our search. Our team was inconsolable at the thought of returning to our home in Niagara-on-the-Lake without finding a trace of Ashley. But we never gave up, and retur