Jaycee Dugard

It’s 6:26 am and I’m wide awake.  My dachshunds decided that this is the perfect time to go outside into the icy yard for a potty.   The TV has been on all night on the ID channel and a    20/20 show is on.   The story of Jaycee Dugard and her life being abducted when she was 11 years old back in 1991.     I’m watching, in her own words all the things she dealt with.   From being tased before she was thrown into a car as she was walking to her school bus to being held captive in a makeshift shed in the back yard of a convicted sex offender.    Cris and I had moved up to South Lake Tahoe later that year.   It was where my father and step mother were at the time and I wanted to live close to him.    Cris’s own mom and step father were moving from Torrance up north to Foresthill so we came along with them.     We packed all our things into the moving van, along with our cat Jolly and headed on for Tahoe.    Posters of Jaycee were up all over town,  at every business.  Purple ribbons on trees and people wearing them as lapel pins.   One time I found out where Jaycee’s family house was and drove up there.  It was in a nice area near a place called Tahoe Paradise.   There was a HUGE purple bow fastened to their garage door.   I basically drove down the same road where the kidnappers had driven when they took that little girl to get to that house.   There were a lot of people that didn’t believe that the girl had been kidnapped,  that the parents had something to do with it.  There were a lot of fund raisers for the family, and some people voiced concern that it was all a ruse just to get money.   There was a 1950’s style drive in diner where  Cris and I would go and hang out with a group of locals.   They were some of the people that doubted the Probyn family.   They used to make snide comments like “Oh, look!  Another fund raiser so the Probyns can buy a boat in case they find Jaycee on the North side of the lake!”    Now that we know everything that we do,   I hope those people felt awful about what they had said.   That family was genuinely struggling and although there WAS a huge community rallied around them, there were many nay sayers that would accuse them of such awful things.  This teaches us an important lesson  not everything in life is a lie,  even things that look too impossible to happen CAN happen.   I hope she lives out the rest of her life with her daughters happy and fulfilled and someday finding love of her own.

By the way, if you ever get the chance to read her book “A stolen life: A memoir”,  I highly recommend it.

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