In 2019, my son, Josiah, was murdered while en route to a concert at the Gorge Amphitheatre in Washington State. This is our story. It needs to be told.
I am currently nearing the end of the 2nd draft of my manuscript, Remember the Birds. Below, you will find content related to the book including updates on how the writing is going.
The video of Josiah’s dog, Smokey, goes viral and with the help of Real Crime Profile Podcast, Josiah’s story is finally getting the size audience it deserves.
Information and links to the interview I did with the dynamic hosts of Real Crime Profile, a victim based true crime podcast. We discuss the details of Josiah’s case and why advocacy is so important.
I am back at my computer after an eight week hiatus of insanity, joy, revelation and uncertainty while my partner Brian and I picked up and moved cross country, traveling 5300 miles in three weeks from the north coast of…
I scroll through the photos on my phone looking for ones I’ve taken long ago. When that part of me I still am today was alive without the weight I now carry. I can’t believe how far I have to…
Ambiguous: adj.1) doubtful or uncertain especially from obscurity or indistinctness 2) not expressed or understood clearly Jurisdiction on the Yakama Reservation is a messy topic with no definitive answers. It continues to confuse and surprise me over four years after Josiah…
My experience with grief has been a roller coaster, as I know it is for many. When I look at the bell curve of it all, I can see the progress, the normalcy coming back into my life. The hanging…
I have been back from my trip for just eight days now–what a journey it was, both internal and external, through the farthest reaches of the Northwest and of my Heart! 2400 miles were driven in three states through a…
You know, when I first started writing what will one day become Remember the Birds (the book), we were neck deep in the pandemic, the whole world had changed and everyone was finally at a level of desperation that I…
Good morning, Everyone! I am sitting here at my computer zooming into the London Writers’ Salon, the online writing community that I join every morning (and at other times of the day when possible!) to work on Remember the Birds…
Good afternoon, everyone. It’s Monday, June 26th, 2023. It’s hard to believe we are already halfway through the year, a quarter of our way through this new century and most notably for me, it’s been four long years since Josiah…
It’s been 4 long years since Josiah was killed on his way to see Dead & Co at the Gorge in Washington State. In 4 short weeks, I will be going there to complete his journey for him.
It’s difficult with everything going on in the world to know exactly where I fit, to know where my son’s murder fits, in the grand scheme of things. Since the beginning, I have been conscious about what I should say…
Can we use words to heal? Beyond the wanting of accountability from others but through the telling of our own stories? Is it a thing? Is it a way for justice to finally be served?
As I continue to plug along with the writing of the book, Remember the Birds, I come across content first shared on my Facebook page. At that time, it was a way to get the feelings out of my body…
I began writing this post yesterday, but had a hard time sticking with it. I had to make a cake instead. I mean I wanted to make Josiah a cake, but I’d be lying if I told you that there…
I came across a Facebook post the other day from early 2020, just 6 months after Josiah was murdered and while his body was still missing. In it, I said something to the effect of, “You could ask me how…
It’s December again, the time to come together with people we care about and inevitably, be reminded of those we have lost. I am learning to somehow make it through the holidays, only sometimes I am doing it on my…
Hello, Everyone… I am steadily plugging away on Chapter 8 of my memoir. The writing is arduous and yet, cathartic. Finally being able to tell the story of losing my son, Josiah, to homicide in 2019 is liberating. The 40…
This is a personal account of my own truth according to my memory, perspective and experiences. On Friday, June 7, 2019, my son, Josiah Hilderbrand, was murdered during a carjacking on the side of Highway 97, about thirteen miles south…
On June 7, 2019, my son Josiah Hilderbrand was murdered when he and Jon Cleary, the driver of the vehicle he was traveling in, stopped to help two men stranded on the side of Hwy 97, south of Toppenish, WA.…
Josiah Michael Hilderbrand was born on a snowy February morning in 1994. At the time, we were living in an off grid trailer in the mountains east of Arcata, California. There was a lot left to be desired about the…
My goodness… It’s been five years since I abandoned this blog to the farthest corners of my doubtful mind. It’s easy to tuck dreams and ideas away when you just aren’t feeling good enough to achieve them. I started this…