George Anthony speaks about Caylee–off camera
George said he can’t drive down Suburban Drive where Caylee’s body was found because he isn’t ready to look at the makeshift memorial left for his granddaughter. He doesn’t know if he will ever be able to drive near there again. He said he is doing alright–as well as could be expected under the circumstances.
George said the family has NOT yet made funeral arrangements for Caylee because they are still waiting for the defense to finish the second autopsy. When asked whether the family will be able to find closure after their granddaughter’s burial, George replied, “There is a hole in my heart big enough for a truck to drive through. I don’t think I’ll ever have closure. At this point I’m just hoping to someday be able to accept that Caylee is gone.”
George said that he misses Casey, too, and that he’d like to be able to visit her in jail–even just to say hello and hear her voice and see how she’s doing.
Lee has moved out of his house and back into the Anthony’s home to be with his parents.
For some reason, I’m not feeling sorry for George right now. I know I should be. I know he’s hurting. I know, I know, I know. But, all I’m feeling is angry. I hate that I’m feeling that way, but I am.
One of the reasons I’m angry has to do with the memorial. I can understand that he wouldn’t want to go where Caylee’s body was found because it would be too painful, but why not just say that instead of “I’m not ready to look at the memorial.”? It really is such a beautiful, spontaneous outpouring of love and support for that baby. Wouldn’t you want to (even off-camera) thank people, and tell them you appreciate the love and respect they are showing for Caylee? Couldn’t you just say we haven’t been able to find the strength to go there, but we appreciate the outpouring of love the public has demonstrated in her memory? I guess not.
And I know– Casey is his daughter, but if I were to visit her in jail (after my granddaughter’s body was found less than a quarter of a mile from my house in a place my daughter used to hang out) it would NOT be to just say “hello”.