{"type":"rich","version":"1.0","provider_name":"Transistor","provider_url":"https://transistor.fm","author_name":"Midnight Mystery Archive","title":"Thirty-Five Years of Searching and Advocacy for Michael Dunahee | Crystal Dunahee | WW","html":"","width":"100%","height":180,"duration":964,"description":"On March 24th, 1991, Crystal Dunahee drove to a women's flag football game in Victoria, British Columbia. Michael — her four-year-old son with blonde hair, blue eyes, and freckles — asked if he could play at the park. She looked. There were a couple of kids already there. It was a normal Sunday afternoon.\n \nShe said yes. It was the first time she had ever let him go to the park by himself.\n \nWhen his father Bruce walked to the playground minutes later, Michael was gone.\n \nIn this Witness Wednesday, Crystal Dunahee sits down with Kevin to share who Michael was — not the case, not the timeline, but the boy. The four-year-old who was learning to ride his bike without training wheels and had taken a wipeout. Who was getting ready for kindergarten in September. Who was so excited about his baby sister Caitlin, who had just been born six months earlier. Who was a trusting, innocent kid who would follow his friends into the trees and come home covered in rashes from the spiders.\n \n Crystal talks about what that afternoon looked like from where she was standing. About the investigation that followed — one of the largest missing child responses in Canadian history — and what it was like to go through it as a mother while also being questioned as part of the family investigation that every case requires. About the toll of 35 years of leads and dead ends, and why the detectives eventually stopped telling the family every detail of every tip — not because they stopped working, but because the emotional weight of each false lead was too much.\n \nShe talks about Caitlin, who grew up living in the shadow of her brother's disappearance, seeing herself as an only child.\n \nShe talks about the 2021 age-enhanced sketch of Michael at 34 — and how strange it is to watch your child age through a forensic artist's rendering instead of through life.\n \nShe talks about Child Find BC, the advocacy organization she helped bring back from dormancy — the Hope Alive run, the education work, the...","thumbnail_url":"https://img.transistorcdn.com/JhFVuE-xAb0ydWIP0tTwyNSjGGXUQr64w-4hdQP9SN0/rs:fill:0:0:1/w:400/h:400/q:60/mb:500000/aHR0cHM6Ly9pbWct/dXBsb2FkLXByb2R1/Y3Rpb24udHJhbnNp/c3Rvci5mbS80MzEz/MzBkYjc5OGViYTdk/ZjhjMTZmZDJhMDc1/OGU3NS5wbmc.webp","thumbnail_width":300,"thumbnail_height":300}