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Froggy's World Part Six
I feel like a terrible Grandpa.
Please forgive me my little Jonathan.
I have found you no justice.
I have asked for help; I have wrote every person I would think could help to no avail.
My heart aches my Grandson; it aches for you.
Since that creep murdered you Bruiser, I now have two more Grandchildren and another on the way. One would be your half-brother. I love and adore them all, but my heart will always ache for you Jonathan.
I will still drive with your picture and a sign that says " Will Laclede County Allow This Baby's Death To Go Unpunished?" until the day I die. Why won't they help? I have wrote, talked, Pleaded and prayed. I have seen nothing but more children dying and being abused. Why God, WHY???
I have dreams that are unmentionable. A child killer walks free and no one really gives a shit.
I very well could have got revenge, but I chose to do everything legal. Now I wonder if I was correct in doing so.
Because of this battle, I was let go from my employment a long time ago. I am working again but took a major pay-cut. Many people have even voiced that I have taken this battle for Jonathan Boudonck's Justice much too far. Have I ????
I am down and out. I don't know where to turn now.
Do people care about children anymore?
When I see children, I just wonder if they are being abused.
I wish I could take all the children to our own special island where I know they would be safe.
Don't let me ever catch anyone abusing a child. That would be the end of being "legal" I think.
Jonathan, I have faith you still hear the words I write and speak. I know God is in control, but I just wonder why He would allow all of this.
I write these words to get off a lot that has been eating me lately. I pray and hope that no man will have to ever face the feelings I have.
Many people told me it would get easier after time. Nope, I don't think so. If justice would be served, maybe; but it is harder with no justice.
David M. Olson--if you read this you worthless waste of skin; know that you have an ultimate penalty to face. You murdered my 23 month old grandson and you have the nerve to live just an hour or less from me. I pray you sick bastard, that you come to a place where you tell the truth. Jonathan could not have fallen hard enough to kill himself. You tortured him you sick bastard. You were jealous of Jonathan because he wasn't your son and he took my daughter away from you.
I must say that I haven't forgiven Olson for what he did. How anyone could forgive for this ultimate crime baffles me, but to each their own.
Enough of this before I have a panic attack.
Does anyone have any ideas what I can do now?
The prosecutor won't talk.
News agencies have quit asking about Jonathan.
All I have is my truck and sign. I get waves and smiles, but no justice.
I long for that day I can hold you again Jonathan--Oh, I long for that day!
© 2010 Greg Boudonck