dizymizlizzy

This is where I was born!

I lived in Kittery, Maine when I was in middle school. I lived right on the bay. One morning I woke up to the sound of helicopters. My mother told me that a young boy had been lured into a man’s car with the offer of a new dirt bike. When the kid got in the car, he was driven to the man’s house and put into a plastic tube. The man then filled the tube with cement and took it to the bay near my house and tossed it in. They never found the boy’s body, as far as I know.
This, however, is not a relection on the town. Kittery is actually incredibly small and homey. This was the only crime I ever heard of.