Skip to content By 1980, only four of the original eleven children were still alive. The state decided to close Riverside Manor. The residence was too expensive, raised too many questions, and wasn’t producing results. The surviving children were transferred to a standard group residence in southwest Virginia. They were given names—Sarah, Thomas, Rebecca, and Michael—from a list of common names with no connection to their past. They were enrolled in a program designed to integrate adults with developmental delays into society. It didn’t work. In less than six months, Thomas disappeared into the woods behind the residence and never returned. Search teams found no trace of him. Rebecca stopped speaking altogether and spent her days rocking back and forth, humming the same low voice that haunted the Riverside staff. He died in his sleep in 1983. Michael remained there until 1991. He lived in a supervised apartment, worked part-time at a supermarket, and, by all accounts, seemed almost normal until the night he found himself caught in highway traffic near Roanoke. He wasn’t running, he wasn’t stumbling. Witnesses said he simply stepped into the roadway and stood there, arms at his sides, staring at the headlights of the oncoming car. He died instantly.
