Warning: This article talks about a possible suicide. Please read carefully and take care of yourself.
Dana Plato was born on November 7, 1964, in Maywood, California. She was an actress best known for playing Kimberly Drummond, a caring character, on the popular TV show Diff’rent Strokes, which ran from 1978 to 1986. In the late 1970s and early 1980s, she became a teen idol.
Aside from Diff’rent Strokes, Dana appeared in many other TV shows and movies. According to IMDb, some of her TV appearances included The Six Million Dollar Man (1975), Family (1976), What Really Happened to the Class of ’65? (1978), Hello, Larry (three episodes), The Facts of Life (1979), CHiPs (1979 and 1980), High School U.S.A. (1983), The Love Boat (1974), and Growing Pains (1985).
Dana Plato appeared in several movies, including Exorcist II: The Heretic (1977), Return to Boggy Creek (1977), California Suite (1978), and Prime Suspect (1989), along with some smaller, less known films.
Sadly, Dana passed away on May 8, 1999, in Moore, Oklahoma, at just 34 years old. People wonder what led to such a heartbreaking and early end to her life.
How did Dana Plato die?
According to her IMDb bio and other sources, Dana Plato’s death at first seemed to be an accidental overdose of the painkiller “Loritab.” But 13 days later, on May 21, 1999, a coroner ruled her death a suicide because of the large amount of drugs in her system and her past attempts to take her own life. Some of her friends and people who knew her disagreed with this ruling.
On the day Dana Plato died, she had just done an interview with Howard Stern, hoping it would help restart her career. She and her fiancé, Robert Menchaca, who was also her manager, were on their way back to California in their motor home. They stopped at Menchaca’s parents’ house in Moore, Oklahoma, for a Mother’s Day weekend visit. Dana wasn’t feeling well, so she took some Lortab (a painkiller) and a muscle relaxer, then went to take a nap with her fiancé. When he woke up, he found her unresponsive next to him.
Dana Plato had been dealing with substance abuse for many years before her death. Her difficulties were often linked to the fact that she struggled to find more acting roles after Diff’rent Strokes ended.
We hope she has found peace now.
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The Former Homeowner’s Cryptic Caution About Our Neighbors Became Apparent After a Shocking Discovery
Upon settling into our new residence, we were initially charmed by our neighbors, the Johnsons. However, our perception dramatically shifted when we returned from a holiday to discover our home vandalized, which led us to unearth a concealed warning from the previous homeowner that drastically altered our understanding of trust.
We had moved into our delightful new home a year earlier, enjoying the peaceful neighborhood and the charming house, thrilled to begin this new chapter. The Johnsons, our next-door neighbors, greeted us warmly with an apple pie and friendly introductions.
“Welcome to the neighborhood!” Jane exclaimed, presenting the pie with a cheerful smile, while her husband Tom stood by her side, waving.
“Thank you so much,” I responded, accepting the pie. “I’m Emma, and this is my husband, Mike.”
Mike stepped forward, shaking their hands. “Pleasant to meet you both. We’re eager to start our life here.”
Our conversation flowed easily, and they seemed genuinely kind. Their home needed some upkeep, but that was of little concern to us. In the months following, our relationship grew through shared barbecues and pool gatherings, seemingly cementing a budding friendship.
However, a turn of events began three months later when I stumbled upon a note from the house’s previous owner hidden inside a kitchen drawer. It read: “Caution: Steer clear of the Johnsons. They’ll turn your life upside down. Keep your distance.”
I shared the mysterious warning with Mike that evening. “What do you make of this?” I asked, showing him the note.
He read it and looked up with a skeptical expression. “Isn’t this a bit over the top? They’ve been nothing but friendly.”
I agreed, albeit reluctantly, feeling an unsettling tug of intuition. “You’re probably right. Maybe there was a personal issue between them.”
“Perhaps the previous owner had some petty disagreements,” Mike reasoned.
We decided to dismiss the note, choosing instead to focus on the positive interactions we had enjoyed with Jane and Tom. We continued inviting them over, exchanging gardening tips and book recommendations, and we even allowed them open access to our garden and pool while we were away on our annual vacation.
Fast forward to our return last week, when we came home to a scene of chaos. Our beautiful garden was trampled, the pool was filled with debris, and trash littered our driveway. We were horrified.
“What on earth happened here?” Mike burst out, visibly enraged.
Determined to get to the bottom of this, we headed straight to the Johnsons’. Jane answered the door with an overly bright smile.
“Hello, neighbors! How was your trip?” she greeted us.
“What has happened to our property?” Mike cut to the chase, his patience worn thin.
Tom appeared, feigning innocence. “That wasn’t us. You have no proof,” he retorted sharply.
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