Who Done It

 I’ve been a little obsessed with the JonBenet Ramsey case lately. I do this every couple to few years. I’ve been praying to my dad asking him to tell me who did it. One night he brought Patsy to me and said to her “go ahead and tell her who did it.”  Patsy giggled a little and then I woke without the answer. lol

I vacillate between the mom, dad, son, and intruder theory. I always hope the intruder theory is correct. I don’t want to believe a parent could do that to their child. Mostly though I believe someone in the family did it.

I feel sad when I see photos of their well lived in home with evidence of busy, productive,  lives verses the way things ended up. It’s horrible.

I remember when I went to the Ramsey home and being surprised at how close the neighbors house was to the Ramseys’.  I thought you’d have to be nuts to enter through a window with neighbors that close. I also remember thinking how vacant the street seemed to be. No signs of life happening. It just  seemed cloudy and depressing.

And when we went around to the back of the house I remember thinking how weird it was that a small business was right there practically in their backyard. I didn’t realize then that it was actually just a part of their giant house.

Poor little JonBenet. Every time her dad does a tv appearance on some talk show and he pretends to be looking for his daughters killer (assuming he knows who did it) he just disrespects that little girl over and over again. Shameful.