It is interesting how seemingly un-connected people can be of great help. I recently called a person who had no need to return my call. This person is peripherally connected to Emillie's disappearance. His name came to me through a weird twist of fate and 35 dollars paid to the Florida State Department of Vital records.
His name and address was listed on a document, a quick web search and there was his phone number. It took a minute, but I called and left a message detailing the situation and trying to connect his name to my sister, I then hung up.
I did not expect to get a call back, after all, who am I to dredge up something painful from his past in an effort to shed some light on something painful in my present. Alas, at 3 this afternoon, he called. He connected some dots and asked for Emillie's picture. He, did not know her but said that he would be glad to help.
There were a few epiphanies, enlightening moments into the character of Emillie's Floridian companion. A little information about the woman that connected said companion to my sister and that was all.
I e-mailed the pictures tonight. Funny, how a person so far removed can be so present.
That last statement could refer to the man who called me today, it could also refer to my sister whom I know so little about.
In this process I have found out so many things about so many different people, none of them related to me. So little of this knowledge falls into my usual categories of interest, not sure where to file at this point. Just odd and sad.
I am sorry if this is stupidly obtuse and vague, but, well, consider the source...
Showing posts with label Florida. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Florida. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
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