trudie adams

I have a large carton in the back of the car and it contains the Trudie Adams inquest papers, all seven folios. Norri passed them to me because they make him feel bad every time he picks one out to read. He wanted rid of them. I put my hand up and now they are here. The last time I did this sort of thing it took me four years .. This too will be a journey.
But first we look at the disappearance of the Beaumont Children.
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Life’s too short.
Was for her, mate.
Who was she?
Google university, ask it.
I actually remember the case, now that the name clicks, but reading the reports, does not seem to be a mystery, more incompetence by the cops, and time destroying any hope of a resolution for the last guy in jail? I know there was a culture of fear on the northern beaches at the time, and even much later – I always made it my business to drive and pick up my daughter whatever the time a party ended.
Same here
Remember it well as it was my favored way to get between beaches as I was too young to drive – teens particularly girls hitch hiking on the NB’s was ridiculously common at the time, During the day they was always someone with thumbs out at – between the Newport surf club and the beginning of the bends
It all seemed so safe – then Trudie was taken. And it all changed
I’ve just started reading the inquest file: seven large binders.