Another milestone – 2 Million views and 108 Countries

on 9/25 I announced that this blog had just gone over 1 million views and was being read in 84 countries. Well today this blog has just crossed 2 million views and is being read in 108 countries.

October 20 – 24, 2011 – Days 80 – 84 of Morgan’s Stalking – Morgan goes on a babysitting trip. And I just want to be sure, this is considered Felony Stalking? Isn’t it?

On October 20 at 10:17 pm Elliott sends me a text, “walking dogs now.”  He told me earlier that he wanted to be sure we did not catch him on camera, and think he was the stalker, and then call it in.  Now Steve is surprised by something about the cameras.  If he changes where they point, and aims them closer to the house, there is not much difference.  But when he aims them far away from the house they seem very capable of capturing decent images far beyond their stated 20 meters of “vision.”

Steve wants me never to mention to anyone what exactly what is seen, or not seen on the video system.  He thinks whoever the stalker is, is innocently asking everyone, and good gossip is in high demand right now.  I agree, and am very careful to be intentionally vague about what exactly is being seen, and recorded by the cameras.

I do wish the detectives would take this stalking case more seriously.  Whenever I call now that we have detectives assigned to the case it seems like if we have a video of the incident that just happened then any kind of follow up can wait.  That was not the idea, we thought the cameras might reinforce some intelligence that had been gathered by the Garfield Sheriffs department, not become a replacement for officers on the ground.  We had lots of video of strange things happening at night around this “quiet” neighborhood. And there was plenty more to come.

Wylah ready to go with Mr. squeakers

On the 21st Morgan was packing in the morning, we were babysitting her puppy, and after school she picked up her friends, and left to work at a military retreat.  Armed forces returning from oversees were availing themselves to rebuilding opportunities while Morgan was a part of the group that helped the process by making sure their children were happily entertained.  Morgan was very proud to be doing this.  She was gaining a new respect for the pressure put on families of service men, and women and she was quick to shares stories with me, after a weekend like this.

I was also hoping she would leave behind her own problems with her stalker back home, and this weekend could be a good weekend for her.

On the 23rd Detectives Glassmire and Alstatt came over for a meeting.  They checked their wildlife cameras, and found nothing – I told them that as usual, when Morgan was away, there was not much activity.  We gave Detective Glassmire a thumb drive with the latest videos on it, and Steve set up a drop box on the Internet so he could constantly update video as it happened.

Glassmire was hoping for some way that we could capture a video with a face clear enough for a positive ID (which to me sounded a little crazy as Morgan already believed Keenan as her stalker), while Steve was hopeful, but uncertain that we could manage this feat.  The stalker had to go along for this to happen.  Give up his caution for a day of two and walk right up to one of the cameras, and we didn’t think that would happen.

We all spent a lot of time going over the video of person in the driveway.  When Steve held up a photo of Keenan and his car everyone agreed the car was as close of a match as you get, but this is where we differed…Detective Glassmire was certain it was Keenan in the driveway, as was Morgan and I.  But Steve thought maybe it was not, maybe he was someone close, but not Keenan. I think Steve was thinking it was a friend of Keenan’s, driving Keenan’s car, trying to divert the attention away from Keenan.  Steve did believe, as did the rest of us, that the car was Keenan’s car.  We did the research, and that was the only car with that exact grill and emblem.  Detective Glassmire was going to have a specialist in the department look at the video, and see what he could do with it.  We were happy with that, and after going over the latest gossip of the neighborhood the detectives left.

Later in the night, on Sunday, Morgan came home from her weekend, tired and happy…

 

 

 

Today is October 13, 2012 – That night, last year, was such a perfect example of why this year is so frustrating for Steve and I.  After her weekend with the children, they all wrote a little something to Morgan. Of how happy she had made them, of how they loved coloring with her, or how she was such a good big sister, and of how they hoped to meet her again someday. They were all beautifully misspelled in crayon, on pieces of torn paper, and Morgan could vividly explain to us every little girl who had written the notes.  How the writer thought or felt, of some very special quality she had found so amazing.  All the little notes are in a zip lock bag now, and they remind Steve, and I of just who Morgan was, how she really was.  There are so many reminders she has left.  They will never be the same as having Morgan, but they help us never waver from those who would like us to forget this travesty of justice.  We want #Justice4Morgan!

Morgan in the rear view mirror, looking for a picture