29 year old Susan Puppart attended a party in May of 1990. Her mother had a bad feeling and begged her to stay home, but Susan brushed off her concerns and went anyway.

34 years later, her family is still looking for answers as to what happened that night. I'm

Charlie and welcome to Crime Lines. This is my usual week off the second week of the month, but I've found myself with a bit more time to work these days.

My husband is taking a sabbatical of sorts to work on his own projects, so for the next few months at least,

he has more time and has taken over a lot

of the child wrangling duties that eat into my work week.

With a little more time on my hands I decided it was a good opportunity

to do something that I was thinking about doing for 2024 anyway but I just

couldn't figure out how to make it work and that was to start covering shorter unsolved cases on the second Wednesday of the month. Rather than taking the whole week off, let's use this spot for a little advocacy.

To help me get adjusted to this new schedule, though, I did get help on the research on this case. Thanks to Sydney Pacha.

Sydney is a graduate of the True Crime Podcast Training Course, which is a fully online course teaching people how to be

true crime podcast researchers and writers. It's the how-to along with an education in

ethics.

I know podcast hosts who have had members of their team take the course,

some hosts have taken it themselves,

and many who want to get into podcast research

as freelancers have definitely taken it. I would recommend. to because you will be miles ahead of everyone else if you take this course first and I'll leave a link to it in the show notes if you want to check it out. It was developed by people who work in the field so the information is staying fresh and relevant.

So definitely check out True Crime Podcast Training and again a huge thank you to Sydney for this research.

This case takes us to Wisconsin and it starts with Susan Puppart who is a member of the

Lactoflamboe band of Lake Superior Chippewa. Lactu Flau means a lake of torches, and obviously it's not their name for themselves,

it's French, and given to them by traders.

It refers to their practice of night fishing, which made the lake look like a lake of torches.

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