Hopefully, anyone that stumbles upon this memorial will help me to solve the lifelong mystery of my friend. Please, if you know anything -- message me via my member profile and put her name in the title.
I met my friend "Laya" through a chatroom back in 2002. It was during a time when I was not dating and I needed a break from life and wanted to make new friends from all over the world. Laya had a gavel next to her name, meaning she was one of the chatroom moderators. I would joke around and she would laugh. We became friends outside of the chatroom, and would chat via good old MSN Messenger. She was such a sweet lady, and we would talk long into the night about everything.
I got married in 2004 and had a baby the same year. I would still pop on and chat, and we would stay in contact via email. She would enjoy it when I would send pictures of both my kids. In 2005 I moved to South Florida and Laya told me all about how she grew up down here. She was originally from Toronto and said she moved down here "when she was younger." Well, to everybody -- younger is a different age. I was always taught that it was impolite to ask a lady her age, and I never did. She would tell me about life in the 50's and 60's, how she had her blonde hair both long and short and would never be seen without her pearls and red nail polish. Because I was so naive in asking her true age, I never would have known I would have to go to the lengths I did to find out everything about her that I possibly could after she died.
Around 2007, I joined Facebook. Because I had her listed in my contacts, I friended her and she was so excited to find me again. She was living in California (I am not exactly sure when she moved there, still researching) at Century Park Towers East in Los Angeles. We reconnected, and would talk on a weekly basis. Her mother passed away in 1989 and from what I understood, she was living alone all these years. I know she would visit friends, and there is talk that she had a son out there somewhere, and was also friends with a famous Israeli violinist, but all my searches lead to dead ends. Later on, you will see everything that I have found on Lynn in either the pictures or here in her bio.
Lynn inherited money from a trust from an uncle with approximately 13-20 other people. She received monthly payments and lived well on the trust with no financial worries that i knew of. After she died, some of her friends that contacted me (because I called the building after seeing a post on her wall) said that she was scared of someone (An old boyfriend? Her ex-husband?? Her son? A so-called friend??) that was trying to extort money from her.
I hadn't heard from her in about two weeks, but since it was the holidays -- I thought maybe she was out visiting friends. I left a message on her Facebook wall. I called her. No answer. I was concerned, but again -- when the person you reach out to doesn't respond...there isn't much you can do. A week later I saw a post that said "RIP." I contacted this person through the messages on FB and she gave me her number and I called. Flowers had arrived for Lynn two days prior and there was no answer at the door. Protocol at this particular condo complex states that after 48 hours of last contact -- the door to the condo is then opened by a manager to find out what is going on. I think we all know what happens next.
They found her, dead on the floor of her condo. I was told she was found face down in the kitchen. She had to have been dead for three weeks. I was shocked and saddened at the same time. I had known something was not right, but had not known how to go about getting my questions answered. The Coroner's Office of LA picked her up and took her there. There is still a bulletin on their website listing her as "Unclaimed." So sad. According to the LA County Coroner's rules, she would be released to next of kin. And from what I know, she doesn't have any. Generally, if no contact can be made after 3-6 months, the body is cremated and the ashes are stored for about 3 years in the hopes that someone will claim them. No one ever has. She will eventually be buried in a mass plot for what the county considers "Indigent Burial". That means her ashes will be scattered from her box into a mass grave with all the other people that died in 2011. Approximately 1500-2000 people are buried this way every year by the county. Her grave will be adorned by a simple headstone that dates "2011". But she is more than that to me.
The info I have managed to find on her is the following. I should mention that a lot of records (see the one from the Coroner) state her DOB as 5-11-1949. This is not possible as evidenced by actual documentation from two articles in the paper from 1954 and 1955 showing that she was engaged to be married. Her naturalization papers (her mother's, since she was underage) list her DOB as 5-11-1933. Since the naturalization papers were applied for in 1949, it seems that this particular birthdate is the one that she either chose to use (what woman wouldn't want to be younger? Lol) or the government screwed up and gave her. All this time I thought she died rather young (61) but it turns out that she lived to be 77. I cannot find anything on her child that people claim she had (no birth certificates from FL, where it appears she lived until the 70s-80s) and her marriage to Burton Radoff lasted only 3 years. Burton is still alive somewhere in California as of this date (3-5-2016).
Please, contact me if you know anything about my friend. I have a file on my computer with all the information I could find on her and I would feel at rest if we could put the mystery at rest along with her. To die alone is horrible, but to not have anyone find you for 3 weeks is even worse.
I met my friend "Laya" through a chatroom back in 2002. It was during a time when I was not dating and I needed a break from life and wanted to make new friends from all over the world. Laya had a gavel next to her name, meaning she was one of the chatroom moderators. I would joke around and she would laugh. We became friends outside of the chatroom, and would chat via good old MSN Messenger. She was such a sweet lady, and we would talk long into the night about everything.
I got married in 2004 and had a baby the same year. I would still pop on and chat, and we would stay in contact via email. She would enjoy it when I would send pictures of both my kids. In 2005 I moved to South Florida and Laya told me all about how she grew up down here. She was originally from Toronto and said she moved down here "when she was younger." Well, to everybody -- younger is a different age. I was always taught that it was impolite to ask a lady her age, and I never did. She would tell me about life in the 50's and 60's, how she had her blonde hair both long and short and would never be seen without her pearls and red nail polish. Because I was so naive in asking her true age, I never would have known I would have to go to the lengths I did to find out everything about her that I possibly could after she died.
Around 2007, I joined Facebook. Because I had her listed in my contacts, I friended her and she was so excited to find me again. She was living in California (I am not exactly sure when she moved there, still researching) at Century Park Towers East in Los Angeles. We reconnected, and would talk on a weekly basis. Her mother passed away in 1989 and from what I understood, she was living alone all these years. I know she would visit friends, and there is talk that she had a son out there somewhere, and was also friends with a famous Israeli violinist, but all my searches lead to dead ends. Later on, you will see everything that I have found on Lynn in either the pictures or here in her bio.
Lynn inherited money from a trust from an uncle with approximately 13-20 other people. She received monthly payments and lived well on the trust with no financial worries that i knew of. After she died, some of her friends that contacted me (because I called the building after seeing a post on her wall) said that she was scared of someone (An old boyfriend? Her ex-husband?? Her son? A so-called friend??) that was trying to extort money from her.
I hadn't heard from her in about two weeks, but since it was the holidays -- I thought maybe she was out visiting friends. I left a message on her Facebook wall. I called her. No answer. I was concerned, but again -- when the person you reach out to doesn't respond...there isn't much you can do. A week later I saw a post that said "RIP." I contacted this person through the messages on FB and she gave me her number and I called. Flowers had arrived for Lynn two days prior and there was no answer at the door. Protocol at this particular condo complex states that after 48 hours of last contact -- the door to the condo is then opened by a manager to find out what is going on. I think we all know what happens next.
They found her, dead on the floor of her condo. I was told she was found face down in the kitchen. She had to have been dead for three weeks. I was shocked and saddened at the same time. I had known something was not right, but had not known how to go about getting my questions answered. The Coroner's Office of LA picked her up and took her there. There is still a bulletin on their website listing her as "Unclaimed." So sad. According to the LA County Coroner's rules, she would be released to next of kin. And from what I know, she doesn't have any. Generally, if no contact can be made after 3-6 months, the body is cremated and the ashes are stored for about 3 years in the hopes that someone will claim them. No one ever has. She will eventually be buried in a mass plot for what the county considers "Indigent Burial". That means her ashes will be scattered from her box into a mass grave with all the other people that died in 2011. Approximately 1500-2000 people are buried this way every year by the county. Her grave will be adorned by a simple headstone that dates "2011". But she is more than that to me.
The info I have managed to find on her is the following. I should mention that a lot of records (see the one from the Coroner) state her DOB as 5-11-1949. This is not possible as evidenced by actual documentation from two articles in the paper from 1954 and 1955 showing that she was engaged to be married. Her naturalization papers (her mother's, since she was underage) list her DOB as 5-11-1933. Since the naturalization papers were applied for in 1949, it seems that this particular birthdate is the one that she either chose to use (what woman wouldn't want to be younger? Lol) or the government screwed up and gave her. All this time I thought she died rather young (61) but it turns out that she lived to be 77. I cannot find anything on her child that people claim she had (no birth certificates from FL, where it appears she lived until the 70s-80s) and her marriage to Burton Radoff lasted only 3 years. Burton is still alive somewhere in California as of this date (3-5-2016).
Please, contact me if you know anything about my friend. I have a file on my computer with all the information I could find on her and I would feel at rest if we could put the mystery at rest along with her. To die alone is horrible, but to not have anyone find you for 3 weeks is even worse.
Hopefully, anyone that stumbles upon this memorial will help me to solve the lifelong mystery of my friend. Please, if you know anything -- message me via my member profile and put her name in the title.
I met my friend "Laya" through a chatroom back in 2002. It was during a time when I was not dating and I needed a break from life and wanted to make new friends from all over the world. Laya had a gavel next to her name, meaning she was one of the chatroom moderators. I would joke around and she would laugh. We became friends outside of the chatroom, and would chat via good old MSN Messenger. She was such a sweet lady, and we would talk long into the night about everything.
I got married in 2004 and had a baby the same year. I would still pop on and chat, and we would stay in contact via email. She would enjoy it when I would send pictures of both my kids. In 2005 I moved to South Florida and Laya told me all about how she grew up down here. She was originally from Toronto and said she moved down here "when she was younger." Well, to everybody -- younger is a different age. I was always taught that it was impolite to ask a lady her age, and I never did. She would tell me about life in the 50's and 60's, how she had her blonde hair both long and short and would never be seen without her pearls and red nail polish. Because I was so naive in asking her true age, I never would have known I would have to go to the lengths I did to find out everything about her that I possibly could after she died.
Around 2007, I joined Facebook. Because I had her listed in my contacts, I friended her and she was so excited to find me again. She was living in California (I am not exactly sure when she moved there, still researching) at Century Park Towers East in Los Angeles. We reconnected, and would talk on a weekly basis. Her mother passed away in 1989 and from what I understood, she was living alone all these years. I know she would visit friends, and there is talk that she had a son out there somewhere, and was also friends with a famous Israeli violinist, but all my searches lead to dead ends. Later on, you will see everything that I have found on Lynn in either the pictures or here in her bio.
Lynn inherited money from a trust from an uncle with approximately 13-20 other people. She received monthly payments and lived well on the trust with no financial worries that i knew of. After she died, some of her friends that contacted me (because I called the building after seeing a post on her wall) said that she was scared of someone (An old boyfriend? Her ex-husband?? Her son? A so-called friend??) that was trying to extort money from her.
I hadn't heard from her in about two weeks, but since it was the holidays -- I thought maybe she was out visiting friends. I left a message on her Facebook wall. I called her. No answer. I was concerned, but again -- when the person you reach out to doesn't respond...there isn't much you can do. A week later I saw a post that said "RIP." I contacted this person through the messages on FB and she gave me her number and I called. Flowers had arrived for Lynn two days prior and there was no answer at the door. Protocol at this particular condo complex states that after 48 hours of last contact -- the door to the condo is then opened by a manager to find out what is going on. I think we all know what happens next.
They found her, dead on the floor of her condo. I was told she was found face down in the kitchen. She had to have been dead for three weeks. I was shocked and saddened at the same time. I had known something was not right, but had not known how to go about getting my questions answered. The Coroner's Office of LA picked her up and took her there. There is still a bulletin on their website listing her as "Unclaimed." So sad. According to the LA County Coroner's rules, she would be released to next of kin. And from what I know, she doesn't have any. Generally, if no contact can be made after 3-6 months, the body is cremated and the ashes are stored for about 3 years in the hopes that someone will claim them. No one ever has. She will eventually be buried in a mass plot for what the county considers "Indigent Burial". That means her ashes will be scattered from her box into a mass grave with all the other people that died in 2011. Approximately 1500-2000 people are buried this way every year by the county. Her grave will be adorned by a simple headstone that dates "2011". But she is more than that to me.
The info I have managed to find on her is the following. I should mention that a lot of records (see the one from the Coroner) state her DOB as 5-11-1949. This is not possible as evidenced by actual documentation from two articles in the paper from 1954 and 1955 showing that she was engaged to be married. Her naturalization papers (her mother's, since she was underage) list her DOB as 5-11-1933. Since the naturalization papers were applied for in 1949, it seems that this particular birthdate is the one that she either chose to use (what woman wouldn't want to be younger? Lol) or the government screwed up and gave her. All this time I thought she died rather young (61) but it turns out that she lived to be 77. I cannot find anything on her child that people claim she had (no birth certificates from FL, where it appears she lived until the 70s-80s) and her marriage to Burton Radoff lasted only 3 years. Burton is still alive somewhere in California as of this date (3-5-2016).
Please, contact me if you know anything about my friend. I have a file on my computer with all the information I could find on her and I would feel at rest if we could put the mystery at rest along with her. To die alone is horrible, but to not have anyone find you for 3 weeks is even worse.
I met my friend "Laya" through a chatroom back in 2002. It was during a time when I was not dating and I needed a break from life and wanted to make new friends from all over the world. Laya had a gavel next to her name, meaning she was one of the chatroom moderators. I would joke around and she would laugh. We became friends outside of the chatroom, and would chat via good old MSN Messenger. She was such a sweet lady, and we would talk long into the night about everything.
I got married in 2004 and had a baby the same year. I would still pop on and chat, and we would stay in contact via email. She would enjoy it when I would send pictures of both my kids. In 2005 I moved to South Florida and Laya told me all about how she grew up down here. She was originally from Toronto and said she moved down here "when she was younger." Well, to everybody -- younger is a different age. I was always taught that it was impolite to ask a lady her age, and I never did. She would tell me about life in the 50's and 60's, how she had her blonde hair both long and short and would never be seen without her pearls and red nail polish. Because I was so naive in asking her true age, I never would have known I would have to go to the lengths I did to find out everything about her that I possibly could after she died.
Around 2007, I joined Facebook. Because I had her listed in my contacts, I friended her and she was so excited to find me again. She was living in California (I am not exactly sure when she moved there, still researching) at Century Park Towers East in Los Angeles. We reconnected, and would talk on a weekly basis. Her mother passed away in 1989 and from what I understood, she was living alone all these years. I know she would visit friends, and there is talk that she had a son out there somewhere, and was also friends with a famous Israeli violinist, but all my searches lead to dead ends. Later on, you will see everything that I have found on Lynn in either the pictures or here in her bio.
Lynn inherited money from a trust from an uncle with approximately 13-20 other people. She received monthly payments and lived well on the trust with no financial worries that i knew of. After she died, some of her friends that contacted me (because I called the building after seeing a post on her wall) said that she was scared of someone (An old boyfriend? Her ex-husband?? Her son? A so-called friend??) that was trying to extort money from her.
I hadn't heard from her in about two weeks, but since it was the holidays -- I thought maybe she was out visiting friends. I left a message on her Facebook wall. I called her. No answer. I was concerned, but again -- when the person you reach out to doesn't respond...there isn't much you can do. A week later I saw a post that said "RIP." I contacted this person through the messages on FB and she gave me her number and I called. Flowers had arrived for Lynn two days prior and there was no answer at the door. Protocol at this particular condo complex states that after 48 hours of last contact -- the door to the condo is then opened by a manager to find out what is going on. I think we all know what happens next.
They found her, dead on the floor of her condo. I was told she was found face down in the kitchen. She had to have been dead for three weeks. I was shocked and saddened at the same time. I had known something was not right, but had not known how to go about getting my questions answered. The Coroner's Office of LA picked her up and took her there. There is still a bulletin on their website listing her as "Unclaimed." So sad. According to the LA County Coroner's rules, she would be released to next of kin. And from what I know, she doesn't have any. Generally, if no contact can be made after 3-6 months, the body is cremated and the ashes are stored for about 3 years in the hopes that someone will claim them. No one ever has. She will eventually be buried in a mass plot for what the county considers "Indigent Burial". That means her ashes will be scattered from her box into a mass grave with all the other people that died in 2011. Approximately 1500-2000 people are buried this way every year by the county. Her grave will be adorned by a simple headstone that dates "2011". But she is more than that to me.
The info I have managed to find on her is the following. I should mention that a lot of records (see the one from the Coroner) state her DOB as 5-11-1949. This is not possible as evidenced by actual documentation from two articles in the paper from 1954 and 1955 showing that she was engaged to be married. Her naturalization papers (her mother's, since she was underage) list her DOB as 5-11-1933. Since the naturalization papers were applied for in 1949, it seems that this particular birthdate is the one that she either chose to use (what woman wouldn't want to be younger? Lol) or the government screwed up and gave her. All this time I thought she died rather young (61) but it turns out that she lived to be 77. I cannot find anything on her child that people claim she had (no birth certificates from FL, where it appears she lived until the 70s-80s) and her marriage to Burton Radoff lasted only 3 years. Burton is still alive somewhere in California as of this date (3-5-2016).
Please, contact me if you know anything about my friend. I have a file on my computer with all the information I could find on her and I would feel at rest if we could put the mystery at rest along with her. To die alone is horrible, but to not have anyone find you for 3 weeks is even worse.
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