The cops made no attempt to downplay the urgency of the search or the likelihood that something awful had happened to Bill and Lorraine. Bill was a big guy - at 6 feet, he weighed 220 pounds - and had chronic health issues that required daily medication, as did Lorraine. The Curriers’ car, a Saturn sedan - dark green, like the accents on the home’s facade - was missing from the garage. Lorraine’s colleagues called over to Bill’s office, and by the middle of the day, word got to Bill’s sister, Diana, who called Essex police.īy 10 that night, cops were all over the Curriers’ house.Īt the scene, cops admitted confusion. So when neither showed up to their respective jobs that next day, a Thursday, their co-workers were concerned.
The Curriers were typical Vermonters: Lorraine with her long red hair, parted down the middle and no makeup Bill with his love of Simon and Garfunkel and playing guitar.īill and Lorraine were also notoriously punctual and rarely took vacation. They had no children but loved animals and often let their birds fly through their modest home, a single-story structure with white siding and a dark green door. Bill, 49, and Lorraine, 55, both worked in health care: Bill in animal care at the University of Vermont, and Lorraine in patient financial services at a practice in Burlington. Nearly 15 months had elapsed since the Curriers were last seen leaving work at 5 p.m. By last August, residents of Essex, Vermont - a small community of just 19,000 - had come to accept that their beloved neighbors, Bill and Lorraine Currier, would not be coming back.