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In 1989, Collier Landry was 11 years old, living with his parents in Mansfield, Ohio. His father was a highly respected physician, his mother Noreen, a full-time caregiver, raising and doting on her son and his adopted sister Elizabeth.

From the outside looking in, the Landry seemed like the perfect family, but everything wasn't as is seen.

Over the course of a year, Collier's eyes would be open to the reality, his father wasn't the respectable man he presented himself to be, and that his mother was preparing for divorce.

But before the ball could drop on Noreen's eve, Noreen vanished without a trace. Join me now, as we take a look at the shocking disappearance of Noreen Boyle, the wife of a prominent physician and mother of two.

You'll hear the story of a young boy who helped detectives put the pieces of the mystery together and how we bravely testified on the witness stand to put a killer behind bars.

My name is Collier Landry, and I'm 44 years old. I've lived in California for almost 20 years, pursuing a career as a filmmaker and working as a cinematographer, and most recently, a true crime podcast I host called Moving Past Murder.

For Collier, the decision to start a true crime podcast was a lot different from many of the reasons most people decided to start a podcast, especially one about murder. It wasn't born out of a fascination for the criminal mind, or just as something to do as a hobby.

For Collier, his decision to start a podcast about murder was born out of tragedy, and it all started when he was just a kid.

I grew up for the first part of my life in Virginia. My father was a doctor on an naval base in Dolgorin, Virginia. My father got an offer from a hospital in Mansfield, Ohio to come and run it, and he was going to enter private practice.

I was like five years old when we moved there to Mansfield, Ohio.

In the heart of North Central, Ohio, sits the city of Mansfield, and like many other rust belt cities throughout the region, it represents the nexus between manufacturing and agriculture, between industry and heartland.

In 1983, the 50,000 residents were excited to welcome a new doctor, and not just any doctor, an impressive one, a naval officer, and an Ivy League graduate.

The Mansfield News Journal proudly announced in his pages that Lieutenant Commander John F. Boyle Jr. of the US Navy would be trading in his military affiliation for a civilian medical practice in Mansfield.

In the article posted of the 40-year-old doctor's credentials, numerous commendations and awards from his time in the Navy. It also mentioned he'd be accompanied by his wife, Noreen, and his five-year-old son, Collier, who'd all be moving into a beautiful home on Hawthorne Lane.

Although the move to Mansfield was a transition for the East Coast family, they managed to slip into it with relative ease. Dr. John Boyle, whom most people referred to as Jack, and his wife, Noreen, had both come from blue-collar upbrings, not unlike the majority of the population in their new city.

The couple met in their teens, dating for about five years before getting married in 1968. After both attending the University of Pennsylvania, Noreen helped put Jack through medical school working as a dental hygienist, a fairly egalitarian arrangement by 70 standards, that is.

In 1978, the year after Jack finished medical school, the couple welcomed Collier, their only biological child. Five years later, the little family were off to Ohio, so Jack had started his own practice.

With the new opportunity, came the promise of money and a chance to join the ranks of Midwestern High Society.

I went to a private school. Most of the kids that were in my school had parents that were either doctors or lawyers or they were affluent people.

For the first time in my life, I had friends that had mothers and fathers, but not mothers and fathers together. They were from broken families.

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