Hello all! I am obviously a noob here, and quite nervous about posting for the first time.
Been lurking for the past week, reading your posts and insight, and have finally decided to share mine (for what it's worth!).
I work about four miles from Skyline Elementary at a nearby grocery store. I can't say if that's why this case has touched me so deeply...I started reading the rumors, the news-site comments, and then somehow found my way here. I've dreamed of missing children this week and woke up in a sweat...that's never happened to me before, and quite frankly I was disturbed by it.
The day following Kyron's disappearance there were fliers and posters all over my store, from the front door to the public bulletin board. These are still up, as well as pictures in every checkstand. His sweet face is everywhere I turn.
This is fact: Saturday morning at about 10:00 am, a teenager came up to our lobby gal and asked where he could find the energy drinks; he was wearing a Kyron t-shirt. She pointed him in the right direction, and then remarked on his shirt, shared her sadness about the case, and asked if he knew Kyron personally. "Yeah," he replied, "he's my brother." The young man set off on his way, presumably in search of the energy drinks, and vanished (no pun intended)...I don't know if he found or purchased them after the fact, but nobody remembered ringing him up or where he went. I'm implying nothing, just sharing a story.
A little fun-fact about Sauvie's Island: Whenever I hear the name, one thing always stands out in my brain: Nude Beach. "In Oregon?!", you ask? Yes. In Oregon. :crazy:
I find myself driving to work and glancing in ditches along the side of the road, craning my neck to see into the tall grass that lines parts of the freeway. Everytime I hear a siren, or a cop drives by with his lights flashing, I think, "maybe they found Kyron." I saw no less than five police vehicles at different intervals this afternoon, headed down NW 185th Ave. toward West Union and Germantown Rd...of course you know what was running through my head.
I spoke to my assistant store-director today about volunteering the surveilance tapes from 'that day' (we're within the area MCSO requested), but he seemed...less than concerned. It put me off badly, as even though we don't have a street-view, there's a full view of the parking lot and you never know what rolls through there in the middle of the night...every little bit helps, right?
I didn't mean to write a novel here, but am glad I got these feelings out of my head among people who are just as concerned as I am.
When the news first broke I had my suspicions, but like so many of you I yo-yo back and forth now, utterly confused by so many odd occurances/facts/rumors.
I fear he will never be found.
