Just read this from a newspaper article written by Evelyn Ellison, his mother. I think it's the first time I've seen that Roger worked at the Delta City Market.
The Daily Sentinel April 11, 1985, pg 5:
A Mother's Anguish
Editor-I read with great and sympathetic interest the long and detailed account of the kidnapping and murder of Cheryl Bonaventura. What a sad state of affairs our nation has sunk into that our children, be they babies or almost adults, are not safe on the streets, playgrounds, shopping malls or, in my case, a public schoolhouse. I can't help but wonder why the ones who are not located are not given the coverage that the ones who are found are given. Their destiny is known. Now their family can grieve for their loss and senseless tragedy.
My son, Roger Ellison, an A-student senior in the Cedaredge High School, was last seen standing by his locker in broad daylight, just as classes were taking up on Feb. 10, 1981. Although he was seen inside the schoolhouse that morning, he did not attend any class. However, his absence was not reported to us, his parents, or the superintendent of the school. Someone must have missed him since Roger never missed a day of school.
He did not drink or take drugs and was well-liked and respected by the school staff and all who knew him. When he did not come home from school that evening on the bus we reported him missing but the authorities were not concerned.
They said, "Oh, he has just run off some place with a girl. He'll be back, don't worry."
We knew without a shadow of a doubt that he did not run off and that something terrible had happened. We had to wait until they decided something was wrong. By then, the clues, if there were any, were gone.
The day of his disappearance he had only enough money in his pocket for school lunch. His savings from his part-time job at Delta's City Market have never been touched. His car and motorcycle were left behind and the clothes he had were on his back. Where could he have gone with no money? No car? No extra clothes? Is he well? Has he met with a horrible death? If so, why, oh why?
Why aren't these missing children given good coverage from time to time? I, myself have almost depleted my savings, following up leads and sending brochures out. Just recently I sent a picture to be put on milk cartons.
My husband died of a heart attack just six months after Roger disappeared. I know it was from the stress and frustration of the loss of our son. God only knows what horrible things go through our minds during the long nights and days of wondering if he is alive or dead, or hungry or cold.
Thank you for listening. Evelyn M. Ellison