Benjaman Kyle: The Man Who Just Appeared

At 5am on August 31st 2004, a Burger King employee in Richmond Hill, Georgia, made a bizarre discovery. Behind the restaurant’s dumpster was a man. A naked man. A badly sunburnt, sweating, fire-ant-bitten naked man. He had no possessions, no driver’s license or bank cards, and absolutely nothing to identify who he was. The worker screamed. Fearing him dead, she called 911.

When police arrived on the scene, they confirmed that what she’d found wasn’t a dead man – just an unconscious one. An ambulance whisked him away to hospital in Savannah, where he was admitted as BK or “Burger King” Doe.

Aside from the insect bites, sunburn, and some pretty bad cataracts, BK Doe was in surprisingly decent shape. Beneath the long beard and dirty fingernails was a fairly healthy man in his mid-fifties. His blood was free of alcohol and drugs, and his vitals were good. But it became clear that something was very obviously wrong with him. He went for days without eating or speaking. He became agitated, calling the nurses “beasts” and “demons”. And he claimed to remember nothing whatsoever about his life.

He was treated and given drugs, but nothing seemed to make an impact. His memory simply didn’t return. And so, BK Doe became “the man with no name”. Lacking any idea of who he really was, he essentially didn’t exist.

And not just in a whimsical “inner truth” or “who am I?” sort of way. Actually, legally, he didn’t exist. With no social security number and no ID, he had no rights.

No benefits, no housing, no job. Not even a library card. And so, calling himself Benjaman Kyle (a nice little nod to the Burger King “BK”), he set out on a mission to find himself. Again, not in an ‘Eat Pray Love’ kind of way.

His story caught public attention – at least, for a while. Who on earth was Benjaman Kyle really? And what in the bleeding-naked-dumpster-Burger-King world had happened to him? Was the whole thing an attention-seeking stunt? A hoax? Or was it even… an alien abduction? (It wasn’t.)

It would take eleven years for the truth to finally come out.

Missing Person

Normally, this would be the point to go right back to the beginning of the story and do something along the lines of, “Benjaman Kyle was born in…”. But for obvious reasons, that can’t be done here. There is almost nothing to offer in terms of backstory, unless we want to massively spoil what comes later. As far as we’re concerned, Benjaman Kyle’s life began behind that dumpster on August 31st 2004.

So, let’s start there. Although, before getting too far into it, a quick note about his chosen name: Benjaman. It’s not a persistent spelling mistake – it really is Benja-man, rather than -min. The reason why remains unknown.

Benja-man Kyle woke up in a hospital in Savannah, seemingly in decent physical shape, but unable, or unwilling, to communicate. Medics also noticed three impressions in his skull that might have been caused by blunt force trauma, although the extent of these injuries would become contentious later on. He initially refused to eat, and reacted badly to being touched by doctors. After a few days, a nurse was able to feed him some ice chips.

In return, he told her he’d been living in the woods for 17 years. But when she asked his name, he only said, “They call me BK around here.”

Like a pendulum, he swung from spells of silence to extreme agitation. On one occasion, he asked to see a priest but when he arrived, accused him of being an imposter. He was diagnosed as a catatonic schizophrenic and transferred to the psych ward of Georgia’s Memorial hospital. But still, he didn’t have a name, and couldn’t share any details of his life or how he came to be outside that Burger King.

Out of more than 50 years of memories, Kyle said, just a handful of hazy recollections remained. So, what did he remember?

His date of birth was, he thought, August 29th, 1948. He knew this because he’d been born exactly ten years before the pop star Michael Jackson. He thought his first name really was Benjaman. He could remember flashes of visuals: the inside of an old movie theatre, a cornfield, and what he thought were Denver city streets. He had a slight Midwestern accent, and thought he might be from Indianapolis. Doctors diagnosed him with retrograde amnesia; AKA, the “Hollywood amnesia”. The type that crops up in old soap operas or Hallmark movies.

Journalist Matt Wolfe spent almost three years researching the case. According to him, hospital staff were divided. Some believed “BK Doe’s” story, but others were more sceptical. “The doctor treating Doe suspected he was feigning amnesia”, Wolfe says. He could remember contemporary details, like the president’s name and the fact that the US had invaded Iraq in 2003. “Only his own past was hazy”.

In any case, he couldn’t stay in hospital forever – especially when he didn’t have health insurance. So, despite the memory loss, he was sent on to a primary healthcare centre for the homeless. There, he made friends with one of the night nurses, Katherine Slater. She felt sorry for him, and vowed to help. She felt sure it wouldn’t take long to find his relatives, and started trawling missing persons websites and message boards.

After speaking to the police, Slater was surprised to learn there was no ongoing investigation into what had happened. From their perspective, there was nothing to prove a crime had been committed. Benjaman Kyle had been found naked and unconscious, but there was no real evidence of an assault. Nevertheless, Kyle’s fingerprints were checked against national databases. If he had any kind of “official” history, like a criminal or military record, or a government personnel file, they’d be able to find him.

But he didn’t, and they couldn’t. He even became the first US citizen to be listed as a missing person, despite the authorities knowing where he was.

His eyesight was so bad that he eventually received cataract surgery, seeing himself clearly for the first time in years. “I just couldn’t believe how old I looked,” he said. “I looked like an old man, compared to how I felt.”

His story caught the attention of the press, and even television producers. In 2008, Kyle appeared on the Dr Phil show, under the headline “Who am I?”. Before filming even began, he was vetted by a former FBI agent and private detective, who concluded he was “90 percent” sure Kyle was telling the truth. The programme carried out other investigations of its own; interviewing witnesses, speaking to doctors and detectives, arranging for Kyle to undergo hypnosis, and creating age-regressed images showing what he might have looked like in his forties and thirties.

After the show aired, a number of people came forward claiming they recognised Kyle, but each avenue came to a dead end. One woman, convinced he was her father, even bought a paternity test and mailed it to him, but it came back negative. If anyone from his real past recognised him, they weren’t speaking up.

Through the years, other investigations spanned everything from facial recognition comparisons and searches of Vietnam veterans’ records to Y-DNA testing. “Everyone we talked to out there swore up and down that they were gonna solve the case,” Kyle said. “Umm…they didn’t.”

On the Trail

If there’s one thing a good modern mystery needs, it’s online detectives. In a bid to keep his profile high, Benjaman Kyle began posting on platforms like Reddit and Websleuths. In one Reddit post, he wrote: “I woke up beaten with no memories outside of a burger king in 2004. Any identification was stolen as well. The Amnesia was presumed to have been caused by an injury that knocked me unconscious.”

In the years following his discovery, fragments of information had begun to emerge. There were small details that Kyle said he remembered, like discussions around building a light rail system in Denver in the mid-1980s (which ultimately never happened). He thought he’d probably gone to a Catholic school, because he felt that nuns were “not nice people”. He remembered glasses of milk at the Indiana State Fair, and the Big Thompson Canyon flood of 1976.

This, along with other minor recollections, made it likely he’d been in Indianapolis as a child, but moved to the Boulder or Denver area in the late-seventies and early-eighties. He was also strangely at home in a restaurant setting, and knew a lot about kitchen equipment. These things were all pieces of a puzzle, and some sort-of linked together, but there weren’t nearly enough to make a full picture.

The internet set to work, asking all kinds of questions in an attempt to spark more memories or uncover clues to follow. “Does BK remember the Theme from Summer Palace? Palisades Park? Louie Louie?”. “Do you remember your high school graduation?”. “Do you remember if you went to college?”.

And so it went on. Did he have any memories of being around horses? Did he have a scar from the smallpox vaccination? Had he ever eaten an Entemann’s (which seems to be some kind of raspberry Danish twist).

It’s strangely fascinating to read through Kyle’s slightly terse answers to these avalanche-like questions. He couldn’t remember college or school. He didn’t think he’d been around horses. He didn’t have a smallpox scar. And he really liked Entemann’s. It’s hard to see how helpful some of these points are – for instance, the “fact” that he liked coffee and oatmeal – but others, like places of study, make more sense. Still, there was very little to go on.

As more people began to investigate, though, something about Kyle’s story didn’t quite tally with the official records. Suspicions rose, and tricky questions were asked. Because if there’s one thing that you can rely on web-sleuths for, it’s sleuthing. Obviously.

Things came to a head on Websleuths in April 2010, when its head Tricia Griffith posted an official statement distancing the site from his case. Griffith claimed she’d seen documents that exposed major holes in Kyle’s story. These showed that there was no evidence to support his claims of being beaten or receiving a head injury. In fact, according to police, he’d had no injuries at all, beyond being naked (which arguably isn’t an injury), and having scabies.

It was all, Griffith concluded, a “complete fabrication”.

Talking to the Guardian, Kyle said, “It sounds crazy, I know that. All I can say is I’m telling the truth.”

But was he? Well, opinions were clearly divided, with the main issue being that it’s incredibly hard to prove a negative. Kyle couldn’t easily prove he had no memory, and sceptics couldn’t prove he did. Investigator Harold Copus, who’d worked with the Dr Phil show, waded in. He’d spoken to paramedics, Burger King workers, and responding police officers, he said, and “not only was Kyle unconscious when he was found, they thought he was dead.” He’d also taken Kyle to an “expensive doctor in Atlanta”, who’d reasoned that the apparent amnesiac was telling the truth.

Nevertheless, there were definite small discrepancies in the accounts. For instance, was Kyle really unable to share his medical records because Georgia’s Memorial hospital wanted 800 dollars to release them? Or had the records, as one hospital representative claimed, already been released to him free of charge? This is just one example – but there were a fair few of them. And they all served to sow doubts.

In the absence of any firm truths, wild speculation came to stay. There were a lot of theories about what had happened to Benjaman Kyle. Some can probably be skipped over fairly quickly. It’s really doubtful he was either a time traveller or the result of a botched scientific or medical experiment. Another suggestion was that he was the victim of a cult, or that he’d been kicked out of an Amish community, which “would explain why he hates the phone”, apparently, and why he didn’t have doctors’ records or photo ID. As crazy as it sounds, the argument for this can at least be seen. Although many people also hate the phone, and as far as they know, haven’t been exiled by the Amish.

Another one to throw in the wild-but-vaguely-possible box is the idea that Kyle was a “burned” spy. This theory would explain why his fingerprints and DNA weren’t in any databases, and why there was nothing to account for where he’d been for large periods of time. All the same, it’s probably pretty unlikely.

One of the “weightiest” theories was that Kyle’s condition was a fugue state, brought on by severe abuse. A dissociative fugue is usually a reaction to extreme stress or trauma, and can cause people to lose their memories and suddenly wander or travel. It sometimes emerges as a defence mechanism to “escape” memories of things like childhood abuse.

There are quite a few points in Kyle’s story where this fits well: he’d turned up in an unexpected place, he’d lost his memory but kept basic skills, and he’d clearly been through some kind of hardship. When found, he’d had no clothes, severe untreated cataracts, and was dirty, with sores on his body.

However, the major question mark over this theory is that the amnesia from dissociative fugues is typically short-lived. In most cases, it ranges from a few hours to a few weeks. Instances of a fugue state stretching over years, and even into decades, are extremely rare. One famous case is that of the 26-year-old reporter Jody Roberts, who went missing in 1985 after apparently losing her memory.

She was later found living in Alaska under the name Jane Dee. She’d made an entirely new life for herself, working as a web designer and raising four daughters. She claimed to have no memory of her real name or family.

A second plausible explanation in Kyle’s case was that the whole thing was a hoax. As we’ve heard, that was the conclusion arrived at by Websleuths’ Tricia Griffith, but she wasn’t the only one to get there. In a 2010 interview with the Guardian, neuropsychiatry professor Michael Kopelman was reluctant to brand Kyle a hoaxer, but admitted that false accounts of memory loss occurred often. These accounts, he said, were “a form of ingrained psychological role-play.”

There have been plenty of examples of this kind of “role-play” in recent history, too. Common drivers might be financial, like insurance fraud, or the desire to escape punishment or criminal conviction. In 2022, Nancy Brophy, a romance novelist who once wrote about ‘How to Murder Your Husband’ was convicted of doing just that. Her defence? She had a “memory hole”.

She wasn’t the only one. In 2007, a British man named John Darwin appeared at a police station five years after he’d vanished, believed dead, in an apparent canoeing accident. At the time, a large-scale sea search had turned up nothing but a paddle and some wreckage. With the life insurance money paid out, Darwin and his wife set themselves up on a tropical estate in Panama. Darwin’s explanation for this? Amnesia.

But Benjaman Kyle fought back against claims he was a hoaxer, saying in a radio interview, “There’s some people out there that will say that I am insane, and I’m just making this up. But no one can produce any reason as to why I’m doing it. I’m certainly not getting rich over it. […] Maybe someone will hear [this] and give me some sort of clue, other than being kidnapped by aliens or something.”

And yes, there was an alien theory too. Naked man appears out of nowhere? It must be aliens. But in this case, that’s really just a joke, so we can move on.

Forgotten

The rising wave of interest in Benjaman Kyle’s case lasted a good few years before finally crashing out. With no answers, and very few fresh leads, the public appetite for his story ebbed away. In the meantime, without ID or a social security number, Kyle couldn’t get a permanent job or accommodation. To make matters worse, he’d walked out of the homeless shelter he’d been living in over a pay dispute. Now, he had no way to claim benefits or government assistance. He couldn’t even take out a library book.

In 2010, a student filmmaker found his story online and got in touch. By this point, Kyle was seemingly desperate. Without social security, he couldn’t even secure a bed in another homeless shelter. He was stuck in a weird system – as a presumed American citizen, he couldn’t get a new number because authorities argued he must already have one. The only way to get a new number was to present a valid photo ID, which he didn’t have either.

The filmmaker, John Wikstrom, started work on a documentary. Released in 2012, it was titled ‘Finding Benjaman’ and became a “campaign video” for his cause. Lasting just over nine minutes, the film showed Kyle living in a field in Jacksonville, Florida, sleeping on a pillow of newspapers and picking wild berries. It started with the iconic line, “Hello, my name is Benjaman Kyle. You don’t know who I am – and quite frankly, neither do I.”

At this point, seven and a half years after he was found behind that dumpster, the world was still no closer to finding Benjaman Kyle’s real identity. Wikstrom even took him into a homeless shelter, armed with printed-out news stories and a clip from Dr Phil, to prove who he was. Still, they wouldn’t take him.

Slowly, though, Wikstrom and his film created a small revival in interest. US Senator Bill Nelson and Florida State Representative Mike Weinstein got involved, putting pressure on the government to help. As a result, a Florida photo ID card was issued to him, under the name Benjaman Kyle. Wikstrom helped create a website, with a petition to get Kyle a new social security number.

A local restaurant owner, who saw his story on the news, offered him a job as a dishwasher. And finally, he was no longer sleeping in the field – he’d upgraded to a shed, with air-con.

At the same time, one investigator was trying a different tack. Where appeals and missing persons ads had failed, perhaps DNA might still hold the answer. In 2009, the California-based “genealogical detective” Colleen Fitzpatrick began working on Kyle’s case. His date of birth hadn’t led to anything promising in the records, so she submitted a sample of his saliva to the ancestry service, 23andMe. This could then be fed into its own private database, which would flag any DNA matches with other users.

This cross-checking is becoming increasingly common with ancestry sites, and has even been used by the police to identify criminals in cold cases. In instances where there’s no direct DNA match in a database, you can test a suspect’s DNA to find their close relatives instead. This time, though, Fitzpatrick wasn’t looking for a criminal, but for potential loved ones of Kyle’s, who’d also used the service.

And to everyone’s surprise, she started gaining traction. With the results from 23andMe, Fitzpatrick was able to narrow her search down to a family with the surname Powell. At some point in the last century, Kyle and the Powells had shared a common ancestor. But just as Fitzpatrick thought she was getting somewhere, Kyle cut off contact. Later, he’d say that he believed she was exploiting him and had refused to share her findings with other researchers. She’d argue that she wasn’t sure Kyle really wanted answers. “If the mystery is ever solved,” she said, “I think the story will go away and he won’t get the time and attention from people”.

After years of doubts, his former friend and ally, Katherine Slater, would go on to say something similar. “All these people, all over the country, trying to solve this case?” she said in an interview. “That’s a hell of a drug.”

Answers

Among those who didn’t lose faith was another genealogist, CeCe Moore. She actually knew Colleen Fitzpatrick, who’d done so much work on Kyle’s family line already, although the two had fallen out over the case. Moore picked up the trail where Fitzpatrick had been forced to stop. It took time – lots of time – but finally, she found him.

Posting on Facebook in September 2015, Benjaman wrote: “MY IDENTITY HAS BEEN FOUND! It is now the start of the eleventh year since this began and I never thought this day would come. A little over two months ago I was informed by CeCe Moore that they had established my Identity using DNA.” A DNA test taken by a close relative had confirmed that they were related. Benjaman Kyle, or “Burger King Doe”, finally had a real name and a real identity. He was William Burgess Powell.

Known by his family as Bill, he was born in Lafayette, Indiana, on August 29th, 1948. He’d been right about his date of birth – it was ten years before Michael Jackson’s. And he did go to a Catholic school. Powell was the second of four brothers. One, Thomas, had died young, but his older brother Furman and younger brother Robert were still alive. Furman still lived in the old family house in Lafayette, although it seems this wasn’t always a happy home growing up. Furman spoke of William being regularly and brutally abused by his quiet, angry father.

Aged 16, William Powell moved out – first to live with another family, and then to a mobile home. In 1976, he upped sticks and left his friends, trailer, and possessions, moving on a whim to Boulder, Colorado, with a movie theatre coworker. When his abandoned car was found miles upriver, his worried family reported him missing. Police tracked him down, finding him alive and well, living in Boulder, Colorado – just as online investigators would later suspect.

After this, though, his history starts to fizzle out. Powell didn’t get back in touch with his family, and when his mother died in 1996, twenty years after he left, they were unable to find any recent record of him. And so, as journalist Matt Wolfe writes, “Furman slowly resigned himself to the idea that his brother was dead.” Chico Goetz, the coworker who left town with him, had returned alone in 1977. Nobody had seen Powell since.

Social security records show traces of William Powell working at restaurants in Denver in the late 1970s and early 1980s. After 1983, these records fall silent. It’s almost like Powell – or Kyle – didn’t exist. He filed no earnings and accrued none of the usual paperwork that gathers around a life. No marriages, no bank records, no addresses or phone numbers. From 1983 to 2004, when he was found outside Burger King, he seems to have dropped off the radar completely; he was nowhere, doing nothing.

In late 2015, with his family found, Powell finally returned to Lafayette, to be closer to his brother Furman. He told Matt Wolfe that he feared going back inside his childhood home. “I’m worried about what the memories will be when they come back”.

This puts us in the uncomfortable position of leaving this story with so many questions unanswered. For a start, why did William Powell originally think his name was Benjaman? Wolfe suggests he once called himself that, during his previous “missing years”, and it seems possible. “I think it’s obvious that I did,” Powell has said. “I don’t think I made it up out of thin air.”

There’s still no explanation of how Powell came to be naked and unconscious behind a dumpster, or what the final catalyst for his memory loss was. In August 2008, the man then known as Benjaman Kyle was evaluated by the neuropsychologist Dr Jason A King. King concluded that he had dissociative amnesia, as “a manifestation of psychiatric illness”. His report stated that, “To him, his lack of memory prior to 2004 is real.” So not caused by injury, then, but trauma.

Now aged 77, William Powell has dropped out of the public eye. According to social media, he’s still living quietly in Lafayette. There are no stories suggesting his memory has ever come back.

And there’s still no accounting for those lost twenty years. As far as can be told from investigations, there still aren’t any real answers for where he was or what he was doing between 1983 and 2004. The only person who might know is William Powell himself. And if he does, he sure ain’t telling.

Frequently Asked Questions

Who is Benjaman Kyle?

Benjaman Kyle is a man who was found naked and unconscious behind a Burger King dumpster in Richmond Hill, Georgia, on August 31, 2004. He had no identification and no memory of his past, leading to extensive efforts to determine his true identity.

What was the initial reaction when Benjaman Kyle was found?

When Benjaman Kyle was found, the Burger King employee who discovered him initially thought he was dead and called 911. Police confirmed he was unconscious but alive, and he was taken to a hospital in Savannah.

What medical conditions did Benjaman Kyle have when he was found?

Benjaman Kyle had severe sunburn, fire-ant bites, and bad cataracts. He was in decent physical shape but had no memory of his past and exhibited signs of agitation and confusion.

How did Benjaman Kyle get his name?

Benjaman Kyle chose his name as a nod to the Burger King where he was found, calling himself BK. He later spelled it Benjaman with an ‘a’ instead of an ‘i’.

What efforts were made to identify Benjaman Kyle?

Efforts to identify Benjaman Kyle included checking his fingerprints against national databases, appearing on the Dr. Phil show, and using DNA testing. Various online communities and investigators also tried to piece together his past through memory fragments and public appeals.

What was the outcome of the DNA testing for Benjaman Kyle?

DNA testing confirmed that Benjaman Kyle’s real name was William Burgess Powell. He was born in Lafayette, Indiana, and had a history of abuse and a mysterious disappearance in the 1970s.

What challenges did Benjaman Kyle face due to his lack of identification?

Without identification or a social security number, Benjaman Kyle faced significant challenges, including the inability to secure permanent housing, employment, or government assistance. He was even denied entry to homeless shelters due to his lack of documentation.

What theories were proposed about Benjaman Kyle’s condition?

Various theories were proposed, including that he was a victim of a cult, a burned spy, or suffering from a dissociative fugue state due to severe trauma. Some also suggested he might be faking his amnesia.

How did the public and media react to Benjaman Kyle’s story?

Benjaman Kyle’s story initially gained significant public attention and media coverage. He appeared on the Dr. Phil show and was the subject of a documentary titled ‘Finding Benjaman’. However, interest waned over time as no concrete answers were found.

What was the final resolution of Benjaman Kyle’s identity?

In 2015, genealogist CeCe Moore used DNA testing to confirm that Benjaman Kyle’s real name was William Burgess Powell. He was reunited with his family and returned to Lafayette, Indiana.

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