I just finished reading this book:
It totally took me back 12 years to when the abduction first happened.
I remember it vividly.
I was
glued to
any news story about the whole case. We're talking I was border-line obsessed with it. This was happening in my own state, just 20 miles away, after all!
I think it was also because kidnapping has always been one of my
biggest fears. I was so scared of being kidnapped as a child. I remember walking home in the dark and hearing people somewhere in back of me and thinking,
"Who's behind me? Are they going to kidnap me? I can't turn around and look because then they'll know that I know they're following me. And if they know I saw them, they'll have to kidnap me AND kill me."
(I know, irrational, huh?!?)
As a parent, now, the first thought I have whenever I can't find one of my children is,
"Oh no! Kidnapping?" Which is kind of absurd because the likelihood of daily kidnappings where I live is very low.
For days and weeks after the Elizabeth Smart kidnapping news broke, the kidnapper was still considered,
AT LARGE. No one knew how they had gotten away; on foot, a getaway vehicle, had they flown somewhere? Were they still in the city? The state? The country? He could still be among us! A lot of people were frightened, it wasn't just me.
I remember, in particular, just a day or two after the kidnapping, I was out walking my baby Haylee in the stroller around Farmington and on the Lagoon Trail. I was ON ALERT and really looking into the groves of trees on either side of the trail for any glimpses of red satin pajamas (the thing she was wearing when she was taken).
Maybe they had walked up north to get out of sight of the Salt Lake City investigators?!? I thought. My mind wandered to all the scenarios of this event and nothing else on the walk. I even asked myself the question in my mind,
"What I would do?" if I saw the girl wearing red pajamas. I came up with the plan that we could switch clothes and then hurry back to my home to use the phone to call her parents & police. We had to do it that way because it was also before I had a cell phone. The clothes swap was to be used as a
diversion: I thought she could put on my workout clothes (and, therefore, would be unrecognizable?) and I would put on her red pajamas, so if her captor happened upon the area, he'd spot the red pajamas, but then see ME, someone who looked NOTHING like his victim, instead, just a lady in her 30's who had brown hair (with a bad perm at the time) and he'd move on because I wasn't her! How ridiculous that idea is if you really think about it.......
AS IF a 2 month Post-Birth mom would've fit into 14 yr. old pajamas!! :0
I remembered all of this when reading her book.
At that time, back in 2002, I was also up A LOT during the night, nursing Haylee, and I'd think about her kidnapping some more then. I was already thinking about it quite a bit, but probably because her kidnapping happened in the middle of the night while everyone slept, I was reminded of it again at these times. Every noise I heard would make me wonder,
"What is that? Is someone outside my home?" and I could really
freak myself out just sitting there in the dark. In the beginning days of the crime, it seemed they didn't know anything about
what really happened after she was taken from her bedroom, but there were theories. One of the theories they were saying on the news was that her captor must've been familiar with the family's routine, staking the place out for a while, so that he could come in when no one was awake to catch him. So, then I'd wonder if anyone was watching my home, would they know that I was awake nursing a newborn practically half the night? And, if so, would that deter them? So, I started turning on the front room lights, then I'd go into the baby's bedroom to feed her, so all the kidnappers out there would know that someone was up and to not come in to my home! (A sleep-deprived mom is pretty delirious with her train of thought in the middle of the night!) But, at the same time, it was also a VERY REAL tragedy for our state! No one knew where the guy was or if he was on a "kidnapping spree" or if he'd moved to other cities to find more children, etc.
All these memories are still floating around in my brain!
I also recall that my in laws were traveling out of town when the kidnapping happened, but as they were flying back home, they told us they saw her picture and kidnapping fliers all over the St. Louis airport. The news was traveling EVERYWHERE. The
TODAY SHOW was even doing segments on it for a while - all of which I tried to watch. I was riveted!
What is also crazy to think about now is, and I was reminded about this while reading her story, that her little sister, who witnessed the crime, was 9 years old. THAT IS KATELYN'S AGE right now. Oh, I KNOW that would be terrible for Katelyn - she's so sensitive and empathetic to others' hurts & pain, I don't know if she could ever stop crying over it! Also, Elizabeth's parents, at the time, were very near my same age - just slightly older - than I am right now! THAT also made it hit closer to home for me reading the book at this time.
Horrendous. Petrifying. Disturbing. That's what it was - and is.
But, I also remember exactly where I was when the news hit that she had been found! ALIVE even! I was down in my basement family room at our old house. I hardly ever have the T.V. on during the daytime, but in a rare moment, I turned it on while I was doing something one day back in March 2003. And there, scrolling across the screen was a news ticker announcing Elizabeth Smart had been found!!! I immediately called Matt at work and told him. His first reaction was,
"What? That can't be true." (He couldn't believe the "found alive" part.) And then he looked it up on the internet while I was on the phone with him - and it was verified. Then throughout the rest of the conversation, I heard him repeatedly exclaim,
"No Way! No Way!" I kept the T.V. on a lot after that! ;)
Through the years, ever since her return, if there's ever been a magazine article or any interview or the like, it
STILL catches
my attention.
(I think she dresses & accessorizes so stylishly, by the way!)
The whole experience & that time frame in my life has all been on my mind again this last little while as I read the book.
Interesting how some memories really stick - and other memories, like my daughter has a friend's birthday party to go to
(with the invitation right on our fridge!) don't
!