Last
Name |
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SINES |
Given Names |
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Nancy Virginia |
AKA's |
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Better known as |
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Date of
Birth |
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9/25/1949 |
Age at Death |
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29 |
Place
of Birth |
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Lynwood, California |
Residence (US) |
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Redwood Valley, California 95470 |
Residence (JT) |
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Cottage 16 |
Residence (JT) Abbreviated |
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C16 |
Religion |
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Race |
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Caucasian |
Gender |
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Female |
Information
on __Source of Death |
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House Foreign Affairs Committee report; FBI document 89-4286-1302 (prepared 12/78) |
Occupation outside __Peoples
Temple |
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graphic arts (PT occupation record); community health (Maaga) |
Occupation
inside __Peoples Temple |
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Government Income |
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Entry
in Guyana |
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7/20/1977 |
Occupation at __Jonestown |
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Birth
Mother |
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Birth Father |
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Siblings |
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Ronald Bruce Sines |
Partner |
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Children |
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Non-Temple Relatives |
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Discrepancies |
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FBI document 89-4286-1302 (prepared 12/78) says birthdate is 9/28/1949; passport DOB aboveOther records say date of entry into Guyana was 7/30/77 |
Remembrances |
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“Nancy was my first cousin and the one thing that stands out (oh there are a LOT) about her was her bedroom when she was in high school. She was 16, I was 6. She was an Artist and she carved animals out of ivory soap-that fascinated me no end. She had them displayed on shelves. She painted her ceiling GREEN and textured it like grass and hung flowers from it. She had paintings she had done in pen and ink, and you could just stare at them for days because it contained so much detail in them. A place where a six/seven yr old was't always welcomed for the fear of breaking something precious. I remember a high school play Nancy was in and she played a little girl who had a gigantic lolipop she carried through out the play. She was a natural for this role- she was child like by nature and fun to be around.
I will always remember Nancy and will tell her story to my children and and on down to the generations to come.
I name my third child Ronance, which is a combination for Ronnie and Nancy. Ronance loves her name and feels it is an honor to carry the memory of her mother's first cousins; that she has never meant but through her mother's stories about them; they will live forever in our hearts and the hearts to come. ” - Jennie Jackson
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