The heartache that comes with the disappearance of a loved one has got to be excruciatingly painful, an enduring agony that never ends. It time to end the 20-year anguish for one local family.
Ramona Mae Priest vanished when she was 19 years old. That was Feb. 9, 2001, and 20 years have passed.
Depending on when her birthday falls in the year, she would be 39 or 40 now. Maybe today she’d be married, have an established career, enjoying children and grandchildren, and living the American dream, which to me means working, paying bills and enjoying yard work and doing DIY projects like a woman on a mission.
I think the hardest part about losing someone you love, by whatever means, is seeing the world continue on without them. Your world has abruptly stopped, so why hasn’t everyone else’s? Life goes on and all the individuals who knew Ramona are now in their late 30s and early 40s. Hopefully, they are now enjoying their lives.
Unless you make a steadfast decision to live completely off the grid, which no one does, she’s no longer alive. In this technology-filled world, people can’t just disappear. It’s impossible. If you work, live in a home with the minimal requirement of electricity and water, desire to drive a vehicle or anything else that’s considered a modern day necessity, someone knows who you are and where you live.
So, Ramona is presumed deceased. I read somewhere that she had one child. I, also, read many allegations on Facebook on whom might have knowledge as to her whereabouts. Yet, no one has come forward.
I’m not willing to be accusatory. You won’t find that here. Maybe her demise was an accident and the person(s) involved in the situation freaked out? It has happened. People make decisions in the heat of the moment that they later regret wholeheartedly.
I do believe that someone knows what happened to Ramona or at the very least, where’s she at now. They’ve been holding onto this secret for 20 years and it has been eating away at them. With each passing week, month and year they push the thought further and further into the recessing of the mind. However, it never entirely goes away. The desire to speak up lingers.
Maybe this is just my desire to see the good in everyone. Seeing the good in people makes the world a better place to live, it makes the tough times more tolerable and makes me grateful for everything.
So, I’m here and I’m willing to listen to anyone who wants to unburden themselves about the disappearance of Ramona Mae Priest home. My end goal is to bring Ramona home to her family. Isn’t that the only thing that truly matters after 20 years? No matter what happened back then, she and her family deserve closure now. Let’s provide it.
Standard reporter Lisa Hobbs can be reached at 473-2191.