For most children, the anticipation of a birthday is filled with joy and excitement, a time for celebration and carefree fun.

The thought of a day all about them to be spent alongside family and friends, it can be thrilling.

I remember birthdays at home, parties at McDonald's, and celebrations at the roller rink. It didn't

matter where the celebration was held. The thought of turning one year older meant being

one year closer to double digits, one year closer to being a teenager, and then to driving. Each was one step

closer to something exciting about growing up. This excitement was certainly true also for a young

girl named Angie Klinger, who was eagerly looking forward to turning eight in July 1990. Angie and her friends would

spend their summer days leading to her birthday, exploring the woods and hillsides around their

homes in Monroe Township, Clarion County, Pennsylvania. But on July 22, 1990, the day before Angie's eighth birthday, a simple

outing with friends took a dark and unexpected turn. While playing near a tunnel under a railroad

trestle, the children stumbled upon a horrifying discovery that would forever alter their childhood memories.

The joy and anticipation of Angie's birthday then and in the future were instantly replaced by fear, confusion, and a profound sense of loss.

This is the case of Penny Doe. You know, I'm going to be able to be. The Welcome to coffee and cases where we like our coffee hot and our cases cold. My name is Allison Williams.

And my name is Maggie Damran. We will be telling stories each week in the hopes that someone out there with any information concerning the cases will take those tips to law enforcement, so justice and closure can be brought to these families.

With each case, we encourage you to continue in the conversation on our Facebook page, Coffee in Cases Podcast, because, as we all know, conversation helps to keep the missing person in the public consciousness,

helping to keep their memories alive. So sit back, sip your coffee, and listen to what's brewing this

week. July 22nd, 1990 was a hot and humid day, Maggie, in Monroe Township, Pennsylvania.

But it was the summer, which meant that they had all the time in the world to play with friends.

And that is what it meant for seven-year-old Angie Klinger.

We just take a minute give my mom props because she was big time pregnant with me in July of 1990.

That does take, I'm telling you, a trooper to be pregnant during the summer.

Yeah, so Angie's mom, she knew that struggle since Angie was born in late July.

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