Disappearance of Bobby Dunbar

Oh, no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken in two.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh, no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken in two.

They dragged those massive, scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands, looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh, no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken in two.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh, no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken in two.

They dragged those massive, scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands, looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So, eight agonizing months rolled by.

Everything that led up to this point began the previous year on August 23rd, 1912 at Swayze Lake, which is a swampy fishing area near Opelousa.

Percy and Lessie Dunbar had gone there with their two sons, four-wheeled Bobby and his younger brother Alonzo.

Not much is known about what exactly happened next, but at some point during the family's stay, Bobby wandered away from his family unnoticed and vanished.

Some accounts place Bobby's disappearance around the family's return to their cabin for lunch that day, while others claim that he walked away from the family's tent during the night.

Whatever the case though, by the time his absence was noticed, Bobby was nowhere in sight and a search for him began immediately.

As word of his disappearance spread, family members were joined by local residents and law enforcement as they spread through the woods and marshes around the lake, calling Bobby's name and looking for any trace of where he had gone.

At some point during the search, someone stumbled upon a line of bare footprints leading toward a railroad bridge that crossed the swamp.

The implication of this was that Bobby might have climbed the bridge, fallen into the water, and drowned.

Oh no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken in two.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands, looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So, eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken into.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So, eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh, no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken in two.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So, eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken into.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So eight agonizing months rolled by.

Oh no.

But the story of little Bobby Dunbar isn't about a hungry swamp.

It's about a hunger much, much worse.

It's about the terrifying lengths a human heart will go to when it's been broken into.

They dragged those massive scaly beasts onto the banks, sliced their bellies open, and dug through their stomachs with bare hands looking for bones.

But they found nothing.

Little Bobby Dunbar was gone.

So, eight agonizing months rolled by.