Through the years I often thought about Jane. I had dreams and visions about her, as I suffer from mental illness. In one dream she was tied up and bound on the first floor of a house. In another vision she had been burned alive and was being slowly tapered out of the pain. In hallucinations she called me "soldier," rejected God and believed in evolution. God had betrayed her. Eventually in 2006 I decided to check missing persons and found she had disappeared on August 4, 1981. I thought back. I had written a letter about Jane to a girl I was in love with named Carolyn. Carolyn rejected me and I wrote her offensive letters. 5 months later Jane disappeared. 3 months after that I attempted suicide.
Carolyn was attended George School in Newtown, PA, an expensive eastern secondary prep school. Her home was in Boulder, CO. She would have been at the end of her summer break between her junior and senior year on August 4, 1981. Her father was an economics professor in Boulder
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On August 4, 1981 I was working on a farm in Columbiana County, OH. I took a break for a week to attend a youth conference in Canada at Camp Nee Kau Nis, which started on August 9, 1981. I suspect Carolyn and her accomplices kidnapped Jane and were counting on me going to Canada through Toledo. Instead I went to Canada through upstate New York. This probably ruined their plans for me.
Carolyn was angry at me for my offensive letters to me and vowed to get revenge on me. She and her father scoured my letters to her, found Jane and developed a plan to kidnap Jane, use her to bait me in and kill us both. However Jane probably outsmarted them and it ended up just her death and not both of our deaths. She martyred herself for me. There is some kind of pact they made not to harm me, but they never forecasted that I'd find out. It would be no loss to them to dishonor the pact and kill me too. It just doesn't make sense. Unless Jane set up a reassurance that they wouldn't harm me. I have been spouting off about this for years without repercussion.
I met Carolyn in 1980 at John Woolman School in California at a YFNA gathering.