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Full Circle

So, that guy that kidnapped and victimized Elizabeth Smart has been found guilty. Yes, I know his name, but, I don't think it's worth mentioning. However, she was a big part of my life back eight years ago. Mine and a lot of other people I work with. I was at work the night after she was taken. Those dispatchers dealt with non-stop ringing phones. It's unimaginable what they had to deal with. We knew exactly when the Larry King show was on, because every line would start ringing and ringing and ringing and ringing. Every time any kind of information was put out to the press and broadcast, the phones would start ringing and ringing and ringing and ringing.

Every psychic, pseudo-psychic, thinks-they-are-psychic called in. Not once, but constantly. Sad thing is, some of these psychics actually had some pretty good information, but we were so inundated with such varied information, there was absolutely no way to keep up with it and sift through it all. However, the dispatchers kept perfect documentation of everything and eventually the detectives followed up on every one of those psychic leads - crazy as some of them were. We had every junior detective call. It's absolutely crazy to think of the different whack jobs that those poor kids had to deal with; one after the other after the other.

I sat intently in front of the television when I heard that a verdict had been reached. I waited about a half hour until they finally announced what it was. I actually got quite a bit weepy when they broadcast it. It was finally over. It was finally done. It had gone full circle.

Elizabeth has turned into an extremely lovely woman. I hope she lives a life of peace; she stood up to evil and she proved that it could be conquered.

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  1. On friday after watching the "breaking news" from 11am till just after 2pm, I thought about coming here & blogging about how I felt. I too was not going to post a certain scum bags name, as he doesn't even deserve my spit on his face!

    I found myself grabbing tissue's as tears ran down my face hearing the juror's talkabout what they had to sit thru because of this weirdo.

    Elizabeth Smart is one brave, strong woman!!!

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