Did I Really Want to Know?

In June of 1997 my dad was murdered in Thailand. I was a young teen at the time and didn't handle it very well, some of which still sits with me now. Back then I didn't have internet access since it was still pretty young too and it wasn't until years later that I was able to start trying to find out what happened. I had heard that the guys that plotted and executed his death had been caught but I was never really sure what happened to them until recently.

Last week I had the urge to put out the effort into finding out what really happened to him and those people. There are so many suspicious deaths in that country that it's almost the norm which is pretty sick. I read through one of their local papers and found numerous articles on the trial (thank God for that at least) of the five or so people and was pretty disappointed in what I saw. I knew that corruption was just as big a part of everything and many time the trial was postponed because witnesses didn't show up and you could only assume that they were paid off, threatened, or killed themselves. As it turned out, in 2004 all charges were dropped and the men got off. That's just typical.

This was all a hard thing for me to swallow even after all these years and though I had suspected this was the outcome. I know that the reason it had taken me this long to find out is because I knew that I would have a difficult time with it and didn't want to go back to such an ugly place in my life. Luckily it has been so long that I am able to put it out of my mind because it has past and that's the end of it. Still though, no matter what he did or why he was killed, my dad deserves some sort of justice...doesn't he?