- December 13, 2025
Micari has launched an initiative to locate missing persons.
Frank Micari, a self-described “long-haired biker guy,” has only one vocal cord, which makes his words come out quiet, high-pitched and raspy. But through his Palm Coast-based nonprofit, Voice for the Missing, a virtual platform to reunite missing persons with their families, he’s proving that you don’t need to speak loudly in order to be heard.
Since its official launch two weeks ago, Voice for the Missing has accumulated 935 Facebook followers. Micari’s personal page, which he opened about a month before coming up with the “Voice” moniker, has about 1,300 followers.
“I’m tired of these (people) going missing. I’m tired of kids getting snatched out of their bedrooms,” he said. “You can’t even put a kid in their own bed anymore and know that they’re safe.”
Micari started his foundation when 34-year-old Michelle Parker, of Orlando, disappeared in November. He didn’t know Parker personally, but she knew a friend of his, who tends bar at Dirty Harry’s in Daytona Beach. It was there, three nights during Biketoberfest, where he met Parker and listened to her talk.
And then, suddenly, the talking stopped.
“She was sitting there one minute, and then,” he said, “she was missing.”
Previously, Parker had appeared on “The People’s Court,” for a financial dispute with her ex-fiancé. She disappeared a day after the program aired.
That’s when Micari got in touch with Parker’s family. He started making and posting fliers. He organized raffles and fundraisers on New Year’s Eve. Then he launched his website.
But raising awareness isn’t accomplished only through words, Micari said. Inciting change takes time and money, both of which are sometimes hard to come by.
“I have spent a lot of my own money and endless hours on the streets,” he said, leaning in close, pointing. “I’m behind on my own bills, because I’m shoveling money into different (causes).”
Flipping through a leather-bound book, revealing pages of business cards, he added that he sometimes works 27-hour days soliciting for fundraisers, like the March 4 poker run he’s planning.
“These are all my contacts I have from this so far,” he said, nodding down at the business cards. “I recruited people. I recruited radio stations.”
Each of his contacts — fishing cruise companies, tattoo shops, bands — have offered items for raffle, with the proceeds to benefit printing costs and gas for travel.
With the help of friend Chuck Coulper, Micari has also held an estate sale, with so much inventory he had to cover it at night, since there was too much to fit inside.
But still, he’s losing money.
“I spent over 1,500 bucks on this, that I don’t have,” he said. “My power got turned off the other day. … All for this” — he held up his book, with the business cards.
Micari, a retired Grumman employee, says he once worked with 36,000 people and knows about networking. He has worked on top-secret projects, he says, and space shuttles.
But, eventually, he was injured at work and got herniated discs. He went through a divorce. He rode with biker clans and, today, carries three switchblades on him at all times. He was in a traffic accident and, because of his ailments, his hands get numb if he holds the bars on his Harley too long.
Still, none of that stops him from riding. In fact, his bike stands out from the crowd, with two 4-by-6-foot flags hoisted on its sides. To combat the numbness, he says he sometimes ride with his arms crossed.
“I want to go to Washington, and I want to change laws,” he said, sliding a flier for Michelle Parker across the table.
He wants to improve the Amber Alert system. He wants automatic notifications sent to cell phones, put on Facebook and tweeted. He wants to make it a common practice to search for adults immediately, instead of waiting the customary 48 hours after a disappearance.
His webpage is a public space, on which to post about missing loved ones or case leads. If Micari can find just one person, he says, he’s done his job.
Long term, though, he hopes for someone “smarter and richer” to take over and legitimize his foundation.
“If you stand up, you can’t miss my flags,” he said, smiling, pointing back to his bike. “The POW flag has about 60,000 miles on it, if not more.”
Micari has never organized a poker run before, or run a nonprofit. Computers confuse him. His voice isn’t powerful.
But this is about more than him or Michelle Parker, he’ll tell you. It’s about changing the way the world works and “taking back the streets.” After all, he has a granddaughter to protect.
“I’m not publicizing a business, I’m publicizing a good for the world,” he said. “It’s not about me; it’s about missing people.”
For more, visit www.Facebook.com/Groups/MissingFaces/.
Email Mike Cavaliere at [email protected].
