This is one post that I hope I can take down as fast as I put it up. I’m looking for my missing, homeless brother. His name is Eddie … Ed, to most people that he meets. He is the second to the youngest in my family and has for the past 20 years been homeless, by his own choice, shy of a few periods of time where he will attempt to put down roots. Box him in (so to speak), or offend him in any way, he’ll be gone. He is a man who has chosen to not be subject to rules and regulations and wishes only to be free and ‘his own man’. He’ll say he hurts no one, but he really has no grasp of what that means to those who love him. He says he loves his family and I’m sure, in his own way, it is true. I can say that because he does choose to keep in touch with us as he is going about his travels. I make sure to keep minutes on his Tracfone for that very purpose—keeping in touch with his family.
It’s that last comment that brings me to posting this on my blog. He has not kept in touch with his family recently. He was last talked to on the phone with me on June 25, 2016. He was ‘in Oregon’ which is about as specific as he often gets when giving us his location. He knew we had relatives in the state and wondered if I had phone numbers. I did not but said if I could find out I would call him. On August 3, 2016, my youngest brother notified me that he had been trying to call Eddie but kept getting a recording saying, “The number you are trying to reach is no longer in service.” I thought perhaps he ran out of minutes so I contacted Tracfone. They told me he was issued a new phone number (most likely because he did run out of minutes and didn’t notify me he was getting low) and I assumed he got money somewhere and put more minutes on his phone. He, on that day, had 70 minutes. I gave my siblings his new number BUT ever since that day no one can reach him on his phone. All anyone gets is a recording saying, “The person you are trying to reach is not accepting calls. Please try your call again later.” It has been weeks now and still the same message. I contacted Tracfone again and they said he had 70 minutes on his phone—no difference weeks later.
I contacted every family member that I could think of whom he might have contacted. I contacted his former places of residences as well. No luck anywhere. I called Oregon State Police and spoke to several people, none of which could help. I finally made the decision to contact the FBI and file a report. Sadly, there isn’t much they could do because this is not a crime of any kind so their search capabilities are limited. Uh huh … the FBI. They did call a week later to say they had no news for me but did at least say that should anyone check the FBI database on his ID or fingerprints, etc., it would be flagged. I guess that is something.
I am praying for my brother, Eddie. The family is praying for brother, Eddie. What friends he has are praying for Eddie. This has always been my biggest fear with my brother being homeless. He has lived with us on a number of occasions, as with other family members as well. He does not conform well and always moves on. His old flip phone is all that he has to keep in touch with us. If something has happened to it, or his wallet with all his contact(s) info, he may not have the where-with-all to find a way to find us although each of us have lived in the same location for years. I would rather ponder that than the alternative that something has happened to him. Life as a homeless person is hard and he has had health issues because of it. My last hope is this, posting this in an attempt someone, somewhere will see him and notify me. Please share if you would … it would be very much appreciated. A small sliver of hope. Please message me HERE or the comment section below at any time and thank you!
Edward J. Hoag
160 lbs (approx.)
wears baseball hat