The past two days, I got to delve into that suspenseful, investigative mystery side of covering cops and courts at the news paper I work for. Someone found the body of a man who has been missing since fall.
It's a pretty wild story, but it involves a man who sold all his belongings and went up into the wilderness to fast and pray for 40 days and nights (sound familiar do those of you who read the Bible?). This was preparation for his a pilgrimage he was planning to Israel. But he never made it there. He died in the wilderness, and no body knows why.
I went up to the scene with two guys from the Sheriff's department, who were cool to let me tag a long. They were picking up the truck where his body was found. It's pretty eerie to look through this guy's things. Even though I'm home now, I can't help keep thinking about it, trying to rule out what didn't happen in the effort to find out what did.
Lesson learned: Don't wear clothes you like to a scene like that.
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