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You need to be careful, or else you will end up a grumpy old grey haired guy.
I was married way too young (Jr. in college, 21). We'd been together since HS, and stayed married for almost 6 yrs. So, we were together nearly 10 years. We both wanted kids, but both had careers, too; we just put them off for a while. And the stress that mainly(I think, because I can't think of anything else)broke us up was external and -- well, really bizarre. Like, I'm writing a book bizarre, 30 yrs later. I was the dumpee, not the dumper. When she broke the news to me--on her birthday--, I was shocked. But then, my being shocked was evidence to me that maybe she was right. See? You can rationalize anything.
She was/is a great girl, landed on her feet, happily married, as am I.
But...daughter of acquaintance brutally murdered, unsolved to this day. Another close acquaintance of ours possibly involved(she was being stalked to shut up about what she knew), and -she- disappeared from the face of the earth 30 yrs ago, two years after the murder. The last day we saw her was at her -commitment- hearing, where she had asked us to come testify on her behalf...where we and about 30 other of her friends learned that she was a multiple; most of us knew her by different name and background! (This is someone who'd been in our wedding party...the executive secretary of the man whose daughter had been murdered...)
Anyway, all of that and much more --bizarreness- caused us both to re-evaluate our lives; what did we want? Was this it? Or, maybe we just wanted new friends who weren't MPD and possibly involved in a brutal murder. Like, hitting the reset button on your life when it becomes too remotely bizarre to deal with and you cant solve the riddle no matter how hard you try...
There was no infidelity or strife or even anger. It was just kind of sad. In fact...we kind of maintained a relationship(even sexual relationship; how usual is that for a divorce?)for a few months after our breakup, until we both decided to start seeing other people. It was easy...almost painless. We had no children. We had made a grand tour of our friends to announce and toast our pending divorce over dinners...and it was truly bizarre, because we weren't at each others throats. (Our friends would stare at us like we'd just landed from mars..Huh?... and we'd laugh.) But we were just.. kind of emotionally washed out and questioning everything, and at least part of that, I am convinced, was due to the bizarre circumstances around that still unsolved murder.
The story in total is just ... mind boggling. (example: the victims brother, a sophomore at college, frustrated over the lack of progress in the case, told his father he was going to spread a (false) rumor that he knew who the killers were, to try and draw them out; within months-- less than six months after his sister had been brutally murdered--, -he- died in a freak gasoline explosion at the garage he worked at part time, and in spite of the obvious motive, it was ruled 'probably an accident...' !?!?!?!
But, that is a tiny fraction of the bizarre events surrounding that murder(a 17 yr old girl, the daughter of someone who my ex worked with in a small sales office), and hence...the book. Fall of 2015 is my current schedule.
The murder happened on the first day of the Three Mile Island nuclear accident...March 28, 1979, which in some theories of the murder, plays into the events.
I couldn't make that stuff up, and that is barely a fraction of it.
Re; Piers Morgan. Not a whole thread, just some rant of mine on the "Beautiful blue eyed blond..." thread.
regards, Fred
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