I have to write this entry as a cleanser to my conscience. There will be no naming of names, as I don’t want to denigrate the dead. A terrible thing happened to a guy I used to be a coworker with last week. From what the police can gather, he set fire to his apartment and then blew his brains out. He was in his late 40s and single. There are several possible explanations as to why he did this to himself.
One is the easy answer of it being near the holidays and lonely people are more likely to off themselves during this time of year. The other explanation is a little more complicated and it brings up mixed emotions as to whether I should feel sadness (which I do) or relief (which I also do). The guy was nothing but nice to me but he was a tad introverted and clashed with several people.
The part that set off alarm bells in my, and others, heads was how he seemed creepy with kids. Here’s where the hard part comes in, when all you have are hunches and not concrete proof. I’m not a spreader of rumors and gossip and this really steps into that realm.
We were all convinced he had a predilection for young boys and that it was just a matter of time before he was caught. He was a coach for a young boys team (the sport will not be mentioned) and he was also a photographer. See where I’m going with this? Every interaction he had with boys had a sick undertone where his intentions did not seem pure. But there was never proof. I feel guilty even bringing the whole subject up but I wasn’t the only person who got these strong vibes from him. There are certain people you would never leave your kids alone with and he was a perfect example.
So the second possible explanation is he killed himself because he was about to be found out. The problem is, if he never was a child abuser, then all this is rampant rumor mongering and does disservice to his memory. But if he truly was an offender, then the world is rid of one less bad person.
There you have my quandary. There is genuine sadness that someone took his life but there are enough mixed emotions if he actually was what we all suspected he was. There is a third option too – a family member of a potential victim found out and framed his murder as a suicide.
I really don’t know what is the proper emotion is since we’ll never know the truth.