I
saw a man humped in a ball.... there is a reddish brown brick wall and a garbage
bin nearby (one of those big metal commercial ones). I am not sure if the man
is on the ground or in the bin. It’s not far from where he disappeared - to the
right of the building something keeps directing me that way. The lane is T
shaped. You go to the end of the lane and it joins another like the letter T. There
are tall buildings there --- about three stories or maybe higher, four. The
body is buried but not in the ground - it’s covered by something, papers and bags
- like it was dumped off a truck down a hill - it lies on its left side still
in the same curled up position. It was not in the bushes ... in an open area
where ever there is a large garbage dump. Look in the city ... he never left
the city.
My younger brothers Ron
and Mike continued to be very active in the search for Terry. Ron hired a
private detective, which he said was a total waste of money. Perhaps if we had
all pooled our money together, we could have hired a more effective detective.
But we were disorganized in our efforts.
A few months after
Terry’s disappearance, Mike was contacted by an old school friend who has
clairvoyant abilities. I was very interested in what she would have to say,
because she came from a big family too and many of us Sagals went to school
with one or another of her siblings. Her family, like ours, had suffered the
suicide of one of the boys (my brother Christopher had committed suicide in
July 2000). So I felt we had a connection.
I was at work when I
got the email with what she had to say. She believed that Terry had been killed
the night of his disappearance and was thrown into a dumpster. The email upset
me so much that I phoned my husband, who worked in the next building, and asked
him to meet me in the cafeteria. A couple of other co-workers joined us and it
was more than evident to them that I was in a terrible emotional state. But
they talked me though it and calmed me down, reminding me that there was
nothing scientific about the recent news. But it is still the theory that I
cling to, not because it gives me any comfort and not because it is how I want
this story to end, but simply because it seems so believable to me. Terry did
live in a very rough city.
I’m not the only one
who feels that way. In a CBC news interview in 2009, my brother Mike says, "I think he was murdered in
Regina for the vehicle and thrown in a dumpster. A few of my family members
believe the same thing."
