He’d be 57 Today

Today is Curt’s 57th birthday. It was 16 years ago, just 6 days before his 41st birthday that he was taken from us in a callous, senseless act of violence.  Through the years we’ve pleaded on this website and in the media for help to bring his remains home. All to no avail, as the people in Seabrook who know what happened let the man who did it walk free.

Our request still stands, but on this year’s anniversary and birthday I’ve been thinking about Curt rather than the injustice that remains. In the years before his death, when the MS made everything he loved difficult or impossible, he wasn’t always easy to be around.

But today I want to tell a story that shows who my brother really was: a generous and kind human being.

Through college, whenever I needed some money, I would ask him for help. Often, we’d make a deal where I helped him clean his apartment in exchange for the cash. Sometimes though, he would give me the money I needed, with no strings attached, just a “Pay me back when you can”. He covered me when I needed it, and when I was too scared to ask my parents (again).

In my junior year he gave me the best gift ever. He had leased a new sports car (I don’t remember the model), but had kept his GMC Jimmy too. He let me drive the Jimmy for much of the year at school, again with no strings attached other than I take care of it while I had it. In more ways than one, his car was a life saver – or at least a sanity saver.

That year I was renting an apartment with three other girls. Two of them were friends, but we needed a fourth so we found someone else we didn’t know.  My two friends stuck me with the stranger while they shared a room together. I wasn’t happy about that. As it turned out though, the new girl was nice, but very different than me.

But anytime you get that many girls in a small space you’re going to have conflict.  I’ll spare you the details, but you get the idea I’m sure. In order to escape the mayhem, I would get in the Jimmy and drive, for hours and hours. I’d drive up and down route one along the beaches. I’d head up north on route 16. I’d go at all hours of the day, whenever I couldn’t take it anymore.

It was the freedom that car gave me that saved my sanity that year – and at least one friendship. And it wouldn’t have happened if Curt hadn’t been willing to lend me his Jimmy. While he sometimes had a rough exterior, he had a generous heart underneath. I miss him.

Happy birthday Curt.



Fifteen years of questions 

Fifteen years. That’s how long my brother has been dead and his killer has roamed free. It’s been even longer than that since I’ve seen him. And after so long, I often think I’m ok with it all. But then something will happen, and I remember. This most recent time it was when I was going through some old things in our basement. I found the box where I put all my daughter’s first birthday cards, notes, and pictures. The first card I pulled out was from Curt. Though I tried, I couldn’t keep the tears from falling. Curt never got to see my daughter grow up. She was only three when he went missing. Her memories of him are vague at best.

But she clearly remembers the years since he disappeared in 2000. Now that she’s older, she told me that she heard most of our conversations about Curt, what happened, our own fears, guilt, and grief. As a little girl she believed that if you went to work, you might just never come back. That’s what she learned from listening to us and trying to understand why we were all so upset. It explains the extreme anxiety she felt when I left for business trips that I never understood.

So fifteen years later, it’s becoming easier to see the full impact of Curt’s life and death on our family. Losing someone you love is always painful and tragic. Add to that years of uncertainty, frustration, anxiety, and indecision and you’ll scratch the surface of what I, and my family have been through. Even the children who don’t remember Curt, or weren’t even born yet, struggle to understand why there has been no resolution in fifteen years.

And that is the hardest part: All the questions we still have.

  • Why haven’t those responsible been brought to justice?
  • Why hasn’t law enforcement searched and found his remains?
  • Why don’t the people in Seabrook do something about this violent man in their midst?
  • Why don’t the people involved finally come forward and give testimony against him?

Those are the questions we share and discuss together. The questions that wear on us privately are more painful and will never have answers. Questions like, could I have done anything to change what happened? Could I have done or said anything in the last 15 years to bring his remains home? For me, I wonder, what if I had gone to the family picnic that weekend before he disappeared? Was there anything I could have said or done to make him not go to work that night? Should I have told my children something different to help ease their fears?

My mother did talk to Curt that weekend before he disappeared. She heard him talk of how unsafe he felt at work. She saw how far his MS had deteriorated his body and told him it was time to come home and find another job. She will forever wonder if she could have said different words that would have made him come home, instead of going to work that night. Everyone in the family has similar questions and regrets.

Rather than let these questions continue to eat away at us, we’re asking for help from the community. Knowing that the people who need to come forward are scared, my parents are offering a $10,000 reward to anyone who can provide information that leads to the arrest and conviction of his killer, and the return of his remains.

Those who can help already know who they are, and they know the right thing is to come forward. Yes, you do. The reward will hopefully offer the final incentive to make a difference in our lives, your lives, and everyone in the Seabrook community.  You can call the State Police Cold Case Unit at the following number: 603-223-8570.

This year WMUR Channel 9 is airing a special report on Curt’s case. You can watch it on July 5 at the 11 p.m. news. It may also air during the 6 p.m. news, but we haven’t received confirmation on that time. Please tune in and share the news with everyone. You never know who you might know that knows someone who could make a difference.

Still hoping

Over the last 14 years, each member of my family has dealt with Curt’s disappearance in our own way. But one thing we have in common is our desire to find a resolution – to bring Curt home for a proper burial and to have his killer find justice.

We know there are people out there in the Seabrook community and surrounding areas that know what happened in those early hours of July 5, 2000. Some of those people not only know, but were directly involved in Curt’s murder or the aftermath.

So again this year we want to remind those people that the statute of limitations has run out on all crimes associated with Curt’s disappearance except for the one who killed him. If anything of what we hear is correct, those people that could help us also live in fear of retaliation from the one responsible. He’s a dangerous man we know, but we’re still hopeful at least one of you involved will come forward, help put this man behind bars where he can’t hurt anyone else, and also bring our family some peace. I believe it will also bring those involved peace as well.

This sort of deception doesn’t go without consequences to those involved. Even if law enforcement isn’t able to make a case, the stress of hiding, denying, and living in fear will ultimately destroy a body and soul.

Our plea is as it always has been: Please do the right thing and help us find Curt.

13 Years of Loss – Justice Still Not Done

When Will We Get Justice.

I brought the family home to visit in New Hampshire.  I wrote this to remember your absence from our family reunion.  Mark Pishon

Just a few trinkets on the way

Your hanging back pack with a frame

Your Red Sox winning but were off today

A poker chip played with your name

With the family today we played

Field Trips to Christa’s Center

Missed you all along the way

Another year Curt another Year we splinter

12 Years Today

Today marks the 12th year since Curtis Pishon disappeared. His murderer continues to terrorize his community and the police have insufficient physical evidence to charge him with the crime.

Here’s the most recent article on the status of Curtis’ case and the murderer who runs free:


If you have any information that the Seabrook police can use to take action and press charges please contact them at (603) 474-5200, or the family at (732) 298-7249.

7/5/2012 Note from Mark Pishon:

Unbelievable that it has been 12 years brother since the evil April took you from this world.  In your honor I submit a variation of a poem written by © Amanda J. Ford.

Were all the same, yet so different… my brothers and I.
Walking as children down by the river
Riding with Dad horses that deliver
Playing baseball in Louisiana
Exploring Hawaiian beaches and tropicana
I can recall those times
The Army Brat Life
Boy can I recall those times.I am grown with two children of my own and I can clearly see how important family is to me. The times we shared, the good and the bad, whenever we were happy or sad.

All the ways we became who we are, whether we are near or far, came from my family.

And the times have come and gone so fast, but the memories will forever last.

Please Help Us Find Curt