Items in the Trash, Placed to Trash Melinda

The picture found in the trash was part of the same grouping as the picture in Melinda's momentoes. Why would she throw out one picture and keep the other? Maybe the handful of people had a copy of this group of portrait pictures given to them. And they placed it in the trash to tarnish Melinda's reputation as a mother. How could a mother throw away items when her child is missing? Well maybe, just maybe Melinda didn't throw away that item. In fact many of those items were not placed there by Melinda. It was all part of the plan to implicate Melinda as the prime suspect.

Happy Birthday Melinda and Trenton

Trenton loved his sandals. He didn't want to take them off at bedtime. Sometimes he would wear them to bed.

Trenton was just learning to pray at the table. He would put out his little hands and they would form a circle of prayer and say the blessing together.

When he went to bed at night, he had to give a stuffed giggle bug to his Nanny and then he would have his favorite stuffed animal a small blue doggy that his Nanny bought him at the Cracker Barrel and they would pray and sing Jesus Loves Me and then he would kiss Nanny on each side of her cheek and then she would kiss him on each side of his cheek and he would hug his doggy and go to sleep.

He dearly loved his airplane that he could sit in. And his wagon that you build blocks on. And he would build them with Poppy and then knock them down and he would laugh. He loved books especially one called "Grandpa and Me" and it had pictures of him and Poppy. And he loved to talk to the motorized snowman Frosty. And the piano with the snowmen that danced on top. The grandparents kept it out even after the holidays just for Trenton when he came to visit.

He adored chocolate milk and strawberry yogurt. It would make him giggle. He also liked peanutbutter crackers and he'd lick the peanutbutter off then eat the cracker.

One day Poppy was going to take Trenton for a ride on the golf cart but he started to cry. He marched inside the house, and told Nanny (by the refrigerator) to "open it" and Nanny fixed him a sippy cup with chocolate milk. Then he tucked it under his arm and went back down the steps and was ready to go on the golf cart.

There were many things that he wanted to touch, but they were "pretties". He knew he couldn't touch those. But sometimes, he would get to keep one of the "pretties" and take it home with him.

When Melinda went to the Chinese Panda Express, even after Trenton had his dinner, he would crawl into her lap and eat more. And if he saw her leave, he would run to the door and cry.

But what, you ask, did he love most?

Trenton loved his Mommy.

The Thief Comes to Steal, Kill and Destroy

Tomorrow is the anniversary of Melinda Duckett's birthday. She would have been 24. She would be alive today had it not been for the sheer meanness and outright campaign to eliminate her by a handful of people.

What did she do? What crime did she commit? She became pregnant with Joshua Duckett's son, Trenton John Duckett. And that was just, I suppose, unforgiveable.

For three years now I have been following this sad case. Two year old Trenton Duckett missing from Leesburg, Florida on the evening of August 27, 2006. A screen in his bedroom window had been cut down, over and up the other side, with the window open and Trenton taken from his bed. Twevle days later, Melinda is found with a shotgun blast to her head in her grandparents' home, in what was once her bedroom's closet.

If that in itself were not bad enough, these same handful of people wanted to make sure that Melinda's reputation was totally destroyed. The thief comes to steal, kill and destroy. But Jesus said that He came to bring life. And He is the Light that shines in the darkness.

Three years of delving into the life of Melinda Duckett has shown me that she is innocent, that she is the victim, and has been wrongly accused. I believe that her son is alive, and hidden by this same handful of people.

I intend to describe events from 2005 until the present time concerning Melinda Duckett. I will post letters, pictures and public records for viewing. These are all contained in my Duckett Bucket, hence the name of my blog.

And Was It Really Worth It? Here is a song I wrote to the handful of people:

Was it really worth it?
To cause the anguish and the pain?
Was it really worth it?
Merely for your gain?

How will you explain it?
To those trusting child eyes
How will you defend it?
What by telling him more lies?

Was it really worth it?
To cause the anguish and the pain?
Was it really worth it?
Merely for your gain?

So you really fooled the world
You must feel so proud
Now that his mother is destroyed
Lying in death's shroud

What did you accomplish?
Did you finally win?
What did you conquer?
Certainly not sin.

But the One who died for sin
Has accomplished everything
And when you finally face Him
He will ask you but one thing...

Was it really worth it?