My family is now,moving into the sixth year of desperate pleading for justice. I am beginning to believe there will not be justice in this world,for Cheryl. We continue to hope that someday,there will be a person out there that cares! For it will take that one person that see's the inocence of Cheryl,the beauty of her,and her unselfish sacrifice. I only know,without Cheryl,we are just existing each day. Trying to put our family back together,is forever gone,for every holiday,every memory,every laugh,we take only brings the pain of not having her. There is not enough that I can do to honor her memory. I find myself looking each day for something I can do to honor her. She was special. Your Mom

I wait with anxiety,for another year to approach,marking the fifth year,without, my Cheryl. Remembering that fateful night,two days before Thanksgiving,2002. I can see her driving up to her apartment,eager to unload her groceries,and get to her safe haven. I see her everywhere,she is always on my mind. Her murder is always on my mind,and the years keep ticking by,with no hope for closure. This is what I saw on that last night of Cheryl's life. This is my nightmare!             As Cheryl drove up to her apartment door,evening was approaching,and there was a haze in the air. This did not look like a normal evening for the end of November. Cold weather had not yet arrived.   Cheryl was tired,it had been a long day. first, the anxiety of waiting for her paycheck,{that was already one day,late}and then trying to get all the errands done. She had gotton off work a little early,so, she could take care of errands for her boyfriends parents.Luckily,she had gotton them all done before it go too late. Her feet were killing her,{somehow she never felt completely dressed unless she wore heels},  and she knew she still had to carry all those groceries up a flight of stairs. It was getting late,and she was a little nervous.But, soon she could relax,and settle in for the night. How was she to know that grave danger was second's away? As she began to unload her bags,on the ground,next to her car,a man approached her from behind. As she turned to look,she froze,for she saw the gun. Lumps began to form in her throat,as she tried to swallow. He was talking to her,but,she could not function.All she knew was this was "BAD,"and she began to shake. She kept thinking,"what am I going to do?" How am I going to get away? The apartment was full of people,if she could only get to the front door. Her purse lay on the front seat of her car,and she had just finished talking to her boyfriend,on her cell phone,that she always put back into her purse. "NO HELP There" She clutched her keys in her hand,as if they would save her. The thought went through her head that someone would be coming out of the building,soon,but when?? Darkness was falling,and so was her hope! But, wait,someone was driving up the street! This might be her chance to get away."OH MY GOD" they are stopping! Suddenly,she ceased the moment,she hollered out for help. "PLease Help Me, he has a gun!" Just then,the man turned the gun onto the witness,and hollered something to him. Cheryl knew this was her only chance,she then,turned to run. As the only hope she had,drove away,she knew she was fighting to stay alive. The man turned to Cheryl,and shot. The shot rang out,and Cheryl hit the ground. The man ran,they say he ran west? A witness on a pay phone,accross the street,said"It sounded like a big gun,it was loud" A person inside the apartment,said"It sounded like a car backfiring" And finally it was said to be a robbery gone bad? How many witness's are there? How many talked of how loud the shot was?If a simple robbery,why is it not solved? We had a witness that the perpetrater ran to,where is he?Left to die,Cheryl never made it!I am distrubed to know of the amount of witness's there is,and yet, we do not have closure! I am distrubed by many things that transpired that night. Something is wrong??? This is what I must live with,this is what I wake up to each and everyday! Cheryl's Mom

Anyone with any information,about Cheryl's murder,please notify the Hot Spring's Arkansas, police department,at 501-321-6717.   You can remain annonymous,call crimestoppers,of Hot Springs Ar.at 501-321-6742. There is still a reward being offered. Your Mom!

This year I am proud,I submitted Cheryl to Carole/Sund foundation,and had a press conference in Hot Springs,Arkansas. this foundation offered new reward,and once again,Cheryl was in the news. Still,only to be crushed once more,for there is still no justice!

On this day, I placed a new poster in the paper,pleading for help.I submitted Cheryl's case to unsolved-crimes international,for help.A great group,they tried to help. New reward offered for Cheryl's murderer, still,no justice. Your Mom

Struggling to keep Cheryl's story alive,I have posters made,and tape them everywhere around the town she lived in. On this day,her reward poster came out in the paper,pleading for help. No one came forward. Still, no justice. Your Mom

This is Cheryl's legacy. Shot in the head,at her front door of  her apartment. A beautiful and precious human being,that someone violated.She left us her beauty,her smile,her laugh,and all her precious memories. It gets harder each passing year,to make new memories without her. I remember her love,and that is why I go on. Someday, we will meet again, and have no more pain. Your loving Mother