JWG
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I came to the Caylee case in late October, really knowing very little about her or what had happened. I can't recall how I came across knowledge that detailed cell phone records had been released with cell tower location information, but that is what piqued my interest. I am an engineer and mathematician, and I saw tracking the mother's movements as an interesting puzzle or challenge.
I recalled registering and posting on this site last year when the Chester Stiles case made national news as people searched for the victim. That case attracted me because the victim looked identical to my daughter. I came back here because I was impressed with the information and thoughtful comments one could find.
I quickly learned that folks here had developed a wealth of solid information, including the ping spreadsheet I have come to rely so heavily upon. But it did not take me long to realize that tracking mom's movements would take a lot more work than just analyzing cell phone records. I had a lot of documents and posts to pour through.
As I poured through the information available I obviously developed my own theories, opinions, and sympathies. I am sure many of you know already, for example, I think the death was accidental and that I sympathize greatly with the grandparents. I do not sympathize with the mom. Importantly, and as everyone else on here can relate, I developed a bond with Caylee.
I also developed a bond with many, many websleuthers. I am not going to go through a list - you know who you are. What a great group of people. I am indebted to Caylee for introducing me to you. I wish that Caylee could have arranged our meeting in another way, but I do not regret the introductions.
Today, I was in a business conference call from 10:30 to noon ET. During a brief period that did not require my full attention, I went to Websleuths to see if any new leads had been posted. At that point word had spread that a body had been discovered. I quickly flew to the Orlando news websites, and the conference call became background noise.
It did not take long for the sluething challenge to smack me upside the head as honest-to-god reality. Caylee was a real, innocent human being. And she was gone. Discarded like trash in the water near her home - a place where she considered safe and loved her grandparents. Mom tossed her there, described her as nothing more than a piece of a dead squirrel, and went out partying.
I dropped from the conference call. I am not ashamed to say I cried. I cried for Caylee. I cried for George and Cindi. I cried for all little children who have been abused and mistreated by the people they trusted most.
Little Caylee, I am so sorry this happened to you. But I want you to know that so many people love you and thank you for helping to enrich their lives. This was done by the way you helped us create new friendships and a better awareness of the ills of this world.
Your life, so short and sweet, made mine so much fuller. I wish it did not happen this way, but we don't always have much of a say in these things. Thank you and bless you.
I recalled registering and posting on this site last year when the Chester Stiles case made national news as people searched for the victim. That case attracted me because the victim looked identical to my daughter. I came back here because I was impressed with the information and thoughtful comments one could find.
I quickly learned that folks here had developed a wealth of solid information, including the ping spreadsheet I have come to rely so heavily upon. But it did not take me long to realize that tracking mom's movements would take a lot more work than just analyzing cell phone records. I had a lot of documents and posts to pour through.
As I poured through the information available I obviously developed my own theories, opinions, and sympathies. I am sure many of you know already, for example, I think the death was accidental and that I sympathize greatly with the grandparents. I do not sympathize with the mom. Importantly, and as everyone else on here can relate, I developed a bond with Caylee.
I also developed a bond with many, many websleuthers. I am not going to go through a list - you know who you are. What a great group of people. I am indebted to Caylee for introducing me to you. I wish that Caylee could have arranged our meeting in another way, but I do not regret the introductions.
Today, I was in a business conference call from 10:30 to noon ET. During a brief period that did not require my full attention, I went to Websleuths to see if any new leads had been posted. At that point word had spread that a body had been discovered. I quickly flew to the Orlando news websites, and the conference call became background noise.
It did not take long for the sluething challenge to smack me upside the head as honest-to-god reality. Caylee was a real, innocent human being. And she was gone. Discarded like trash in the water near her home - a place where she considered safe and loved her grandparents. Mom tossed her there, described her as nothing more than a piece of a dead squirrel, and went out partying.
I dropped from the conference call. I am not ashamed to say I cried. I cried for Caylee. I cried for George and Cindi. I cried for all little children who have been abused and mistreated by the people they trusted most.
Little Caylee, I am so sorry this happened to you. But I want you to know that so many people love you and thank you for helping to enrich their lives. This was done by the way you helped us create new friendships and a better awareness of the ills of this world.
Your life, so short and sweet, made mine so much fuller. I wish it did not happen this way, but we don't always have much of a say in these things. Thank you and bless you.
