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Missing Molly: A Year of Heartache, A Year of Hope By Elizabeth Tragash hen
Molly Bish
vanished from a
beach in Warren, Massachusetts on a tranquil summer day last June, parents
throughout the state and beyond were impacted. The safety net
that we had tried to create for our children was torn to shreds
on that day.
That incident heightened my
compassion for the mother who was not as fortunate, the mother
who would spend another night pacing the familiar corridors of
hell. I did not yet know Magi Bish, but I could feel her pain as
if it were my own. I had only spent a few long moments in her
shoes and I could not fathom how painful it would be to lie down
each night and awaken each morning to walk through another day,
not knowing where my child was, not knowing if she were safe. I followed the media, watching as
the lines of sadness and fear etched themselves deeper upon the
faces of a devastated mother and father as time crept by without
a trace. I looked at Molly's picture and saw a face that could
be my own daughter's. I saw the face of a child, cherished and
missed by her family and friends. I saw the glimmer of youthful
trust and innocence before it had been stolen and shattered. I could not turn away from those
faces. I vowed that I would find a way to do something to help
bring this child home. It began with writing this article to
commemorate the anniversary of Molly's disappearance, to keep
her face and her plight before our eyes. It has become a journey
in which I am learning about Molly through her mother's eyes,
seeing the strength and grace of a family reaching beyond
themselves to transform their tragedy into the work of
rebuilding a safety net to envelop all of our children. Reaching Out
When I first spoke with Magi
Bish, it was nine months and two weeks after Molly had
disappeared from her post as a lifeguard at Comins Pond. When
she saw Molly's belongings lying beside an empty chair on the
sand, Magi knew in her heart that something was terribly wrong.
In those terrifying moments, her journey through a parent's
worst nightmare began. She describes the months that followed as
being trapped in a horrible movie, likening her experience to
that of prisoners in concentration camps whose children were
wrenched away from them, victims of the utmost human cruelties. Still, as Magi shared her journey
with me, I was struck by the quiet strength that emanated from
her voice. She spoke of how her faith in God has sustained her
through the deep, unspeakable sadness that has penetrated her
family. She attends church weekly and also visits a local
monastery where friends join her in prayer, commemorating
another week that has passed since Molly disappeared. Magi spoke with a quiet awe about
the remarkable human spirit that has been manifested in the
countless acts of kindness that have been extended to her family
by both friends and strangers. Each of them is welcomed as a
"partner in the search." " I could write so many
stories for a "Chicken Soup" book," she laughed,
sharing how so many people have donated time and resources to
assist with the search and the establishment of the Molly Bish
Foundation. Rebuilding the Safety Net
Magi explained how the family's
involvement in establishing the Foundation grew. In one of the
bleaker moments, when the pain of waiting became overwhelming,
Magi reached out to Team H.O.P.E. (Help Offering Parents
Empowerment) an organization that was founded to provide support
to parents of missing children. "It is," she adds,
"an unfortunate 'club' that we have joined, but we all bond
together and help each other."
Mark Klaas, whose daughter Polly
was abducted in 1993, called Magi and offered the support of a
fellow parent. Klaas responded to his own tragedy by
establishing Klaas Kids, an organization whose goal is to
promote safety awareness through education, resources and
legislation. Klaas sent materials to help the Bish family launch
their own effort to provide Child Identification Kits and safety
programs. It was a lifeline that Magi and John gratefully
accepted. When Magi spoke of the family's
work in educating children about safety, I could hear the loving
concern of a devoted first grade teacher, a vocation that also
serves as a lifeline for Magi. She spoke of her desire to help
children become more aware of safety issues but not to scare
them. She described child exploitation as "more of a
seduction than an abduction," pointing out that predators
are not likely to approach children as "monsters," but
are more likely to prey upon them in the guise of trusting
adults. "They are smart, but we have to be smarter,"
she adds in her gentle voice. It is with the same concern that
Magi speaks of the identification kits that have been given to
over 4,000 children since the Bish family began their mission.
These kits include a child's photograph, fingerprints and dental
impressions, which can help identify children who have been
victims of accidents as well as abductions. "We hope they
never have to use them." Milestones: Healing Hands that Hold Us Up
The second time that I spoke to
Magi was shortly after the body of a young girl had been found
in Hooksett, New Hampshire. Her voice reflected the multitude of
emotions that she had experienced that day. There was the fear
of what the phone messages from the police and press would
reveal, the hope for closure and the relief that the search had
not yet ended, that hope had not been extinguished. Still, she
expressed compassion for the parents whose search had ended in
tragedy. Magi spoke of the toll that the
search has taken upon each member of the family. There is the
pain of the predictable milestones, the holidays and birthdays
in which there is an empty place and aching hearts. There are
other less predictable milestones, like the sight of a group of
girls walking across a field to softball practice, heralding the
beginning of another season in which a key player is missing and
missed. One of the first milestones was
Molly's seventeenth birthday on August 2, 2000. It was a choice
between feeling sad at home or with others. The family
characteristically chose involvement, holding a party that was a
celebration of Molly's life, of hope and faith. Magi expressed
concern for Molly's friends who had lost a lifelong friend and
the sense of security that had enveloped them. The party was an
opportunity for the family to reassure them that they will never
give up their search and to model that the adults will always be
there to help them as well. The party was a mixture of
laughter and tears, games, stories, hugs and dancing amidst the
lingering refrain, "We will never let you go." Each of
the approximately 300 guests left with a yellow balloon and a
pledge to honor Molly's spirit by performing an act of kindness
or an act of safety. For Magi, the party was another example of
how "so many people were there to hold us up when we just
wanted to fall down." That circle of people continues
to grow, sustaining the family through the painful passage of
each milestone that marks the first year without Molly. The Core of Family, Community and Compassion
I visited the town of Warren,
Massachusetts, on May 6, 2001 to attend an International Missing
Children's Day event in which ham radio operators around the
world exchanged information about missing persons. Pictures of
hundreds of missing children and adults were posted, each face
another gaping hole in the safety net. It was also a time to meet Magi
and John, to see the love that flows between them and their
children, Heather and John Jr., to feel the light that emanates
from their granddaughter, Mikaela. Magi brought me to the house to
show me the table that is overflowing with pictures and mementos
of Molly, who she lovingly refers to as "Moll." She
describes her as "silly
and goofy," a good student and athlete and a friend with a
kind heart. A mother recently approached Magi to tell her that
Molly was her son's only friend. A teacher's aide wrote Magi a
note sharing how Molly had befriended a learning disabled
student, brightening his day with friendly notes and her warm
smile. Molly's compassion for others was
evident as a young child when at the age of ten she wrote a note
to the family of Holly Piirainen, also ten, who was abducted in
nearby Sturbridge in 1993. "I am very sorry. I wish I could
make it up to you," she wrote, reaching out to heal the
hearts of strangers. Seven years later those strangers
would be reaching out to comfort her family. Waterbugs and Dragonflies
Magi pointed out an assortment of
dragonflies resting amidst the pictures and stuffed animals,
explaining their significance. One day a large dragonfly landed
on John's shoulder. Everyone tried to brush it off but it
continued to rest firmly on his shoulder. Shortly afterward Magi
learned of a fable written by Doris Stickney about a waterbug
who climbed atop a blade of grass, finding himself in a
different world where he had been transformed into a beautiful
dragonfly. He flew down to the pond to let his family know that
he was in a wonderful place. He could not penetrate the waters
with his words or with his wings but he knew that someday his
family would join him and then they would know that he was safe
and happy. Perhaps the dragonfly that clung
to John's shoulder was Molly coming to visit, trying to let us
know that she is safe. I drove home listening to Celine
Dion and Andrea Bocelli performing a powerful rendition of
"The Prayer." It is a song that Magi listens to when
she wants to feel close to Molly, a prayer that asks for, A
world where pain and sorrow will be ended and every heart that's
broken will be mended. Help
us find a place, guide us with your grace, give us faith so
we'll be safe. The journey is not over, hearts
are still broken, but the network of hands that hold and heal
keeps growing, working together to create a place where we can
all be safe. © Copyright 2001 Pedlar Publishing • 508-987-5886
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