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♦ Constance Christine Smith ♦

→ Constance Aka ”Connie”, born July 11, 1942 had just turned 10-years-old. Originally from Wyoming, she was staying at Camp Sloane in Salisbury, Connecticut in the Summer of 1952. She had one week left until camp was over. On July 14th, 1952 her mother visited the camp and said nothing was amiss and that Connie asked to stay at the camp longer.

However, less than 48-hours-later, On July 16th, 1952, the young wavy-haired brunette had some type of altercation with a group of girls shortly before breakfast which resulted in a bloody-nose.

She was seen walking off, but not before telling fellow campers with whom she shared a tent with, that she was planning on skipping breakfast and returning an icepack to the camp’s nursing unit. (The icepack was used for a previous, unrelated injury.)

Connie had different plans however, she started walking down Indian-Mountain-Road, leaving the icepack behind in her tent. It has been said that she was home-sick, although according to her mother, who had visited her less than 48-hours prior, she (Connie) seemed happy and asked to stay longer at camp Sloane and although she was told ‘no’, she didn’t seem to care, the altercation she had earlier could have changed her mind.

Camp counselors noticed the young girl missing later that day when they seen the ice-pack still in her tent and realized she hasn’t been seen for a few hours. They searched camp Sloane and the surrounding areas, asking people if they’ve seen Connie.

According to witnesses, Connie was seen picking flowers while hitch-hiking, she was seen asking several people how she could get to Lakeville, which was less than a mile from Camp Sloane.  She was again seen later that day on US-Route-44 in Salisbury, CT hitchhiking, looking for a ride. She was carrying her black-pocketbook which might have contained photos of her friend and/or friends.

She has not been seen or heard of since, nor has any of her possessions, including the outfit she was wearing.


(Drawing Of Connie Smith)

♦ Connie’s disappearance gained national attention, dead-end leads and false-confessions. Numerous searches have been conducted to no avail. She was never found, neither were any of her belongings including her pocketbook containing photos of family and friends.

♦ Connie’s Grandfather, Nels Smith, was the former governor of Wyoming. He has since passed away. So has Connie’s parents, with her fathers recent death earlier this year (2012).

♦ Author, Micheal Dooling has written a book called ”Clueless in New England” which speaks of three unsolved cold cases including that of Connie Smith.

♦ Connie was an independent child who looked older than her age. A caucasian female who could have passed for a teenager at the time of her disappearance. She had wavy brown hair, blue eyes, and poor vision but wasn’t wearing her glasses while staying at Camp Sloane which would have made it difficult for her to see clearly or read.

♦ On July 16th, 1952 Connie was wearing A red windbreaker,  dark navy blue shorts with plaid cuffs, tan leather shoes and a red-hair-ribbon which would have helped keep her hair/bangs from blowing into her face.

♦ Connie, who had been at the camp for two weeks, had seen her mother the day before. Her tenth birthday was July 11th and Helen Smith and her parents had made the
two-hour drive from Greenwich to celebrate.

According to Sandy Bausch, a native to the area who has done extensive research on this case, the Police have tried very hard looking for Connie Smith. Sandy stated, ↔ ”The Connecticut State Police took charge of the investigation. Almost immediately, they checked a nearby gypsy encampment. In fact, investigators hid in the forest for several days to see if Connie was being held against her will. Nothing came of that lead. As the days passed, cops drove through forests and fields in an open jeep, hoping to locate the odor of a dead body. They tested scat in the forest, thinking maybe Connie had been eaten by wild animals. After receiving a lead that she had been buried in the earth of a fresh grave, state troopers visited cemeteries and plunged rods through the dirt until they hit caskets. The area is littered with Revolutionary War-era water-filled “ore pits,” and police searched these, again to no avail.”