Sorry, This keepsbeing sent w/o me sending it.  I'll try one more time to post the entire thing.   Denise (Zebb's Mom)   2010   As some co-workers and I talked about it being the beginning of a new decade, I realized that a decade has also gone by.  A decade of mourning and waiting for some information that would tell me what happened to my beloved Zebb.  What happened that cold January night 10 years ago?  What happened that took Zebb away from me, his sister, his niece and the rest of his family, that have since been longing for some news. Though the world and my life have continued on as if nothing had ever happened, a huge part of me remains in the year 2000.  I never got to see him graduate from college or to get married and have children.  His sister, who thought she was his second mother, has beaten herself up, feeling that she should have protected him from whatever it was that happened to him, even though she had a family of her own and didn't live close by.  His niece barely remembers her uncle who, by the way, adored her.  His other 2 nieces never had the chance to know him at all and depend on our stories to be able to feel a connection to him.  The rest of the family each had their own relationship with Zebb and mourn the loss of it in their own way..  AND WHY?  WHY DID SOMEONE TAKE HIM FROM US? Zebb's story is known well by the whole community, and I will never be able to express my thanks for all of the support they have given me and my family.  You see, Zebb was a wonderful young man and many people loved him.  It is a mystery to all of us what could have possibly happened that night.  It makes me very angry that there are people, here in our town, that have information that could give us some insight to, if nothing else, where Zebb's remains are, and yet they won't. Not only did they take Zebb's life, but in a way they took all of our lives.  THEY KNOW!  THEY CAN CHANGE IT!     For now, until someone realizes it has been way too long and calls in some information to help us, all we can do is wait, day by day, to hear that the police have finally gotten the break they needed to answer our prayers.