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Another tragedy at CTV Ottawa



The CTV Ottawa curse continues.

For many years, CTV Ottawa has been known as much for tragedy among its staffers as for its news presentation. This week, we learned that popular news host Carole Anne Meehan's husband has gone missing. Greg Etue has been struggling for years with health issues, including multiple sclerosis and cancer.

He left his home on Monday, destination unknown and hasn't been seen since.

Just last year, the station was destroyed in a massive fire. Its operation has been forced to relocate to the Byward Market and many precious and valuable tapes going back 50 years and memorabilia have been destroyed.

The station was rocked in 1995 when Brian Smith, its chief sportscaster, was gunned down in its parking lot by Jeffrey Arenberg, a crazed killer who told doctors that voices in his head had instructed him to do it. Then just four years later, his replacement, Bill Patterson suffered a major heart attack and died.

All of her fans hope that Carole Anne's husband is found safe and sound, but the police appear to have few details on the case.

Our prayers go out to her in this difficult time.

This is the information the police have released, thus far.

Greg ETUE, age 56, of Ottawa left home on the morning of January 16, 2012 for an unknown destination. He was driving a dark blue 2008 Pontiac Montana van, Ontario licence BCRV772, with a black Thule storage box on the roof. Mr. ETUE has not been heard from since.

Mr. ETUE is described as white, 5’9 (175 cm) tall, thin build, short grey hair and blue eyes. He was last seen wearing a grey jacket, a baseball hat, and winter boots. No photo is available at this time.

Anyone with information is asked to contact the Ottawa Police Service Missing Persons Section at 613-236-1222, ext. 2355.

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