Our card this week is Marjorie "Christy" Luna, the 4 of Spades from Florida.From the outside, Greenacres seemed like a picture-perfect place to grow up, with a park, school, and corner store stocked with sugary sweets and arcade games all within walking distance.For Christy Luna and her friends, weekends were spent roaming the neighborhood and playing outside barefoot. But this storybook community had darkness lurking just under the surface, and it reared its ugly head one May night in 1984.More than 40 years later, Christy’s friends are peeling back the layers and piecing together memories from their childhood, finding that what actually lay beneath was much darker than they ever could’ve imagined.If you know anything about the disappearance of Marjorie “Christy” Luna in Greenacres, Florida, on May 27th, 1984, the Sunday of Memorial Day Weekend, please come forward. And if you had encounters with anyone named in the episode, or even similar encounters as described with men you didn’t know, detectives want to hear from you too. Perhaps you hold the missing piece to solving this mystery and putting a terrible person behind bars for whatever life they have left. You can remain anonymous by calling Crime Stoppers of Palm Beach County at 1-800-458-8477.Ways to contact the Palm Beach County Sheriff’s Office directly: Main Number: 561-688-3000Detective William Springer’s Email: [email protected] View source material and photos for this episode at: thedeckpodcast.com/marjorie-christy-luna Let us deal you in… follow The Deck on social media.Instagram: @thedeckpodcast | @audiochuckTwitter: @thedeckpodcast_ | @audiochuckFacebook: /TheDeckPodcast | /audiochuckllcTo support Season of Justice and learn more, please visit seasonofjustice.org.The Deck is hosted by Ashley Flowers. Instagram: @ashleyflowersTikTok: @ashleyflowerscrimejunkieTwitter: @Ash_FlowersFacebook: /AshleyFlowers.AFText Ashley at 317-733-7485 to talk all things true crime, get behind the scenes updates, and more!
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Our card this week is Marjorie Christy Luna, the Four of Spades from Florida. From the outside, Green Acres seemed like a picture-perfect place to grow up. A park, a school, a corner store stocked with sugary sweets and arcade games, all within walking distance. For Christy and her friends, weekends were spent roaming the neighborhood and playing outside barefoot.
But this storybook community had darkness lurking just under the surface, and it reared its ugly head one May evening in 1984. More than 40 years later, Christy's friends are peeling back the layers and piecing together memories from their childhood, finding that what actually lay beneath was much darker than they ever could have imagined. I'm Ashley Flowers, and this is The Deck.
It was Memorial Day weekend, 1984, and Greenacre's small-town police department was probably preparing for a bit more action than usual. Hopefully nothing too bad, but it was possible that they would get a call to shut down some out-of-hand fireworks, bust a rowdy backyard barbecue maybe.
But on Sunday, May 27th, at around 10.15 p.m., police got a call for something far more serious, something I'm almost sure they didn't see coming in their close-knit community. A mother phoned to say that her eight-year-old daughter, Marjorie Luna, who went by Christy, hadn't come home that evening.
Detective William Springer with the Palm Beach County Sheriff's Office recounts that Christy's mom, Jenny, told police that she, her boyfriend, and her two daughters had just returned home that afternoon from a weekend getaway.
They drove up to Titusville, came back, stopped at two parks, Jonathan Dickinson State Park, and then they stopped at the Duke Boys Park. Then they came home. It was early in the afternoon. They were tired because they traveled all night. Christy slept because she was a little slump. And they all went to bed, and Christy came in and said, you know, the cats are hungry. I'll go get cat food.
And she got some change, and she went to the store, which is right around the corner.
Christy's older sister, Allison, had woken up their mom around 8.30 p.m. to tell her that Christy still hadn't come home since taking off sometime between 2 and 3 that afternoon. Now, before getting police involved, the family took to the neighborhood themselves to see if they could find Christy at any of her usual spots, like the store, the park, her friends' homes.
But after close to two hours of this, the freckled-faced, hazel-eyed little girl was nowhere to be found. So that's when they called the police. Law enforcement went on to do the same sweep the family had. And since they knew her plan was to pick up cat food, naturally, one of the first places they started at was the neighborhood store, Belk's.
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