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November 24, 2011 – Day 115 of Morgan’s Stalking – Thanksgivings, Past, Present and Future

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At 4:23 am the Master Bedroom motion alarm went off and I went to the monitor to see if anything was going on outside.  As I replayed it I saw lights shining, lighting up the side of our neighbor Ken’s house.  I went to the window and looked out, but it was dark now.  Then I saw a flash, not a flashlight, maybe a cell phone.

I stepped as quickly and quietly as I could to the bedroom and woke Steve up.  I told him that someone was outside our room, right now!  Steve got dressed, went to the window, and peered out.  He stood staring and motioned for me to go to the monitor and see it anything was on the cameras.

There was a shape right between the houses, probably a man.  Steve had come alongside me and whispered he was going out the back door and either catch him of flush him out the front.  He wanted me to go to the front door and if he came by I could run out and see which way he went – except I was wearing a robe.

We were amazingly calm as we set up the sting.  After all these months it seemed all too easy.  Steve had that look in his eyes, nothing was going to stop him.  The shape started moving and his flashlight was on again, completely obvious this time.  Then he turned and the letters SHERIFF in luminescent fabric were clearly seen on his back. Then he was on his phone again and Steve slapped the bat he was holding into his palm and cursed under his breath.  Is he on a stakeout?  Steve wondered.

Just as he said that he walked out to the front yard and we heard his truck start up.  After a while he circled the block twice in his truck slowing down as he was near Morgan’s window.  I called dispatch later and they told me our neighbor’s house had been broken into.  Steve tried to call him to find out what had happened, but could not reach him and just left a message.

Morgan’s sister texted her at 10:32 am, “I’m awake! U?” and Morgan did not answer.  At 2:09 pm her sister texted again, “Did u wanna skype still???”.  Morgan answered her with, “We’re on our way to lunch. I’ll text you after?”  Her sister said, “Have a good lunch!!! Text me when you get back and we will all Skype it” with a bunch of happy faces then “We have never had a Thanksgiving Skype.” With two hearts, and Morgan sent her a heart back.

We all drove into Aspen and had our Thanksgiving at the Maroon Creek Club, which was a very rare experience for us.  Normally it was the whole family, and at least a few more people.  We even tried to always invite someone we had just met to share our dinner with them.  It was always festive at our home, but this was by far more quiet and mellow.  Each of the chefs there made their favorite Thanksgiving dish, and the food was outstanding.  Morgan was all smiles and had a great time talking about Thanksgivings to come, and how some day we would all be at her house, and how different that was going to be for us.  It triggered a memory in me, because when we were were on vacation with Morgan in July we were able to go to my best friend’s house for dinner.  Morgan was enthralled with the glass antique spoon holders my friend had, and said she would love those in her house one day, so I secretly wrote a note to myself since Morgan had been putting together things that she would love to have when she moved into her own home.

She was really starting to look forward to the Yoga certification classes she would be starting soon.  She wanted the both of us to be her first “pupils”, and we agreed.  She loved the tea and the desserts, I think she had at least one piece of each dessert.

Steve took the opportunity, on the drive home, to tell Morgan we had been looking at places to move to, and had found a few that would work. One in particular that we wanted her to see.  Quite matter of factly she asked what we were going to do if he, or the stalker(s) followed us.  Steve was quick to explain that this place had been picked with defense in mind, and the lowest window was twenty feet from the ground.  How it would be so much better for the cameras and there would not be blind spots as we had now.  There were some details to be worked out, but he thought it was going to be much safer for her and far more challenging for him to do anything like what he was doing now.

Morgan was quite cheered up by all this, and then reminded us it would not be so long before she was off to school at CU Boulder anyway, time enough for her Yoga certification program and then just a few months before she would be leaving…

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Morgan is still teaching me from afar…

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Just found this on Morgan’s computer.  She liked to save things like this, and to me this reminds me of why we are all here – let’s all do good for others.

Trust me – Hollywood is a lot harder than it looks!

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I was unaware, but I guess a few of you were busy asking the Dr. Phil Show to share their thoughts on the story of Morgan’s Stalking.  They spoke with me, and then asked others to be on the show to give them a chance to tell their side.  Unfortunately, no one would agree but then ? and ?’s dad did agree to be on the show.

Well – I had to miss work for a few days, and am now furiously, but without any complaints scrambling to catch up.  Steve and I were in Los Angeles since Friday, guests of the Dr. Phil show.  They are all amazing people, and work so hard at what they do, and I assure you both Steve and I were humbled to watch them all at their craft.  We met so many people we want to thank for what they did on behalf of our daughter Morgan.

Monday November 12, the episode will air and I honestly don’t know what it will come across as, but I hope you can all see it.  Showing the world what Morgan was really like has always been a goal of her blog, and it does get lost at times.  Her cousin Camille and Dr. Dobersen had a brief chance to tell their feelings about Morgan and I thank both of you two sooo much!

Please don’t hold back, tell everyone you know about the show, and as always, feel free to comment, good or bad, after you have had a chance to see it.  Steve and I have never been on TV once before, a few seconds on CBS Denver news,  but for Morgan, and all the other stalking victims out there, we would do anything.   We both are feeling more than a little self-conscious about how we will look on the show right now – but I know I can’t think about that.

Finally, with all of the best wishes Steve and I can ever express – thanks to Lindy and Sam and Alex and of course Dr. Phil, I had never met him before, we met on stage and I think he is a really wonderful man…no wonder all of his employees love working for him.

Daddy and I miss you dearly Morgan!  But we are happy a lot of people will get a chance to meet you, not in person, but perhaps the next best thing – this coming Monday.

One little piece to this gigantic puzzle that was overlooked – as usual…

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The morning I found Morgan’s body, and our family showed up, our daughter-in-law told me about a show she had watched on TV, and wanted to make sure I told the detective to tell whomever he would be talking to, like the Forensic Pathologist doing her autopsy, so he was aware that she had a stalker and to please, please check for injection marks.  The detective said he knew the doctor doing the autopsy and he “always checks for injection marks in this kind of case”, and again I believed him.  I now see no notes about looking for injections marks, but I do see in an instruction book on how Forensic Pathologists are supposed to look for injection marks.

Morgan had a beautiful french manicure put on her nails the night before she died.  In the instruction book it explains why you have to take any nailpolish off to look under the nails for injection marks.  When I spoke to Dr. Kurtzman at the end of February, on a conference call with Steve, myself and Detective Rob I asked about Morgan’s nails, about the 3 nails on her right hand that were torn or cut at an angle and I was assured her nails still had a perfect french manicure on them when her body left their facility.   What does that mean – what kind of answer is that?  How can there be a proper check for injection marks under the nails with the nail polish still on?  I have so many of these unanwered questions they could fill a book, but I wanted to tell you all about this story because a reader last night sent me an email through the webiste with the following information, and yes it is the link to the story that my daughter-in-law saw before Morgan’s death:

Did you see this on DateLine?   A college student died, coroner originally thought it was natural causes, but then the ME found a tiny pinprick on her arm and it was discovered that a guy who was obsessed with her had injected her with proponol.
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25855779/ns/dateline_nbc-crime_reports/t/obsession/
I asked my daughter-in-law if this was the story she had watched and she  said, “YES!!!!   I watched this just a few weeks before Morgan passed, and this story really stuck with me!  I have thought about it of a lot, every time  I would have doubts about Morgan….and it would remind me, that crazy things happen!!!”

November 23, 2011 – Day 114 of Morgan’s Stalking – The day before Thanksgiving

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Wylah crashed out!

Morgan arrives home from Denver by noon.  I have a short day of work, so Morgan and I go shopping to get all the ingredients for her favorite cake for Thanksgiving, she loves to make Paula Dean’s Pumpkin Gooey cake.  We got home with all the ingredients and Morgan puts on her little pink apron and goes to work on making the cake.

I spoke with Detective Alstatt over the phone today and then after making her cake, Morgan and her friend decided to lie on the living room couch and watch movies until 2:00 am – they feel asleep on the couch, and about 2:10 am (after the lights had been turned off in the living room) all of a sudden Morgan heard continual scraping and tapping on the living room window – her friend was asleep on the couch so he didn’t hear (Morgan had not fallen asleep yet), she sent me a text and I came running out of the bedroom to see what was happening.  I heard a tap on the living room window…I ran to the window to look out to see if I could tell what was happening.  After not seeing anything I whispered to Morgan to just go to sleep on the other end of the couch, as was her friend, and if she heard anything else to let me know.

I went to bed and hoped for the best. Tomorrow was Thanksgiving, and we have reservations (usually I cooked) to go to the Maroon Creek Club in Aspen for Thanksgiving dinner, so I just prayed that we could all get some sleep and have a nice Thanksgiving.

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