About 85 per cent of the posts on this blog have dealt with the Stacey Burns murder. My latest post about “muddying the waters” received a response from a frequent contributor suggesting that this blog could serve as a memorial to Stacey.
While a valid idea, I believe a memorial site already exists. Added to this is the fact that this blog allows for posts in nine different categories, one of which is “Murder in a Small Town.”
A somewhat startling statement from that contributor also appears in that same response. I know regular followers of this blog would be curious to know what the “experience” was to send this person in such a dramatically different direction. (See comments under the “About Muddying the Waters” post on my website -www.dukesouthard.com.)
Next post will be after Christmas so please, everyone, stay safe, happy, and healthy this holiday season!
Merry Christmas!
Duke
No one knows how they would react to a situation until it happens. I know that I reacted wrongly to my situation as it relates to the aftermath of Stacey’s murder. Now, in retrospect (and after a deeply moving phone call) I realize my actions hurt people, innocent people. I should have kept my mouth shut, that’s all.
It’s the kids.
Their mother is gone and their father is/was a prime suspect. Hell on earth for the children who are the only true 100% innocent victims. As a loving mother I’m certain Stacey would want the focus to be on her children and not on herself. Stacey is in Gods hands now. As for the guilty: be afraid, be very afraid.
Actually, very soon after May 10th 09 their father was cleared both by police as well as Stacey’s brother. The person that killed Stacey will not be punished by mortal man. He has escaped that possibility. He will however, destroy himself. I learned the hard way (the only way I know) hating someone IS like taking poison and expecting it to poison the person you think you hate. Seven years is the statute of limitation on hate, in fact I have more respect for her killer than I do for all the losers involved in solving her case.
I cry, sob actually when I think of the responsibility (“weight” as you put it) that was squandered back then. I f-ing blew it. So any anger I ever had was at myself. Take away that last failure and I was the perfect boyfriend for Stacey at that time. I have no regrets, hell I would have suspected me, anyone with a brain would have and did suspect three or four of us. My anger turned frustration is with the lack of accountability here. Cases are solved and never tried. The answer to that is where the conspiracy lies. I’ll never buy yours. However, It’s interesting to note that “Walker Varney” (evil, divorve attorneys) were first in line to raid the kids account when the dust settled.