pokypuppy67
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The official story of Jeremy's disappearance makes NO sense! I have been "investigating" this situation since just about three days after Jeremy disappeared. I've had numerous conversations with his mother, have spoken maybe half a dozen times with both the Petoskey and Grand Traverse police, and initially spoke with someone from the Record-Eagle. I also did a small bit of sleuthing on my own and spoke with several people who worked at the hospital whom I thought might have some information about Jeremy. They didn't. Of course, they couldn't really say anything if they did know something...out of respect for his privacy.
I have to admit that I felt very uncomfortable, myself, for intruding upon his privacy. Maybe he was fine and he just didn't want to be found. That's what the police seemed to think. But I decided that SOMEBODY needed to look for him and make sure that he was okay. I knew the police weren't looking for him. Every time I called they told me the same exact thing. "He isn't really missing". "He's an adult and he has the right to disappear if he wants to". "We aren't investigating this, the family is handling it." And then they would give me the family's phone number.
It stated in the news stories that the police were looking for Jeremy, but whenever I called them they were very frank in refuting that fact, saying that he wasn't really missing and that there was no investigation into his disappearance. The first thing they usually said was that he wasn't actually missing. That there was no case. I got that same answer from the police every time I inquired. Honestly, I didn't know what to think. The way they said it, it sounded like they knew something they couldn't share -- as though they knew where Jeremy was, and that he was fine, and that he had disappeared intentionally. It always felt like they were trying really hard to stress that point -- that he wasn't really missing. I don't know what their reasoning was for that.
I spoke to the newspaper shortly after Jeremy disappeared and they told me the exact same thing: that Jeremy wasn't really missing -- that they had just printed that story for the sake of the family.
I was encouraged by the idea that the police and the newspaper both seemed to think that Jeremy was okay. But I was concerned about their attitude at the same time. There have been many tragic endings to stories just like Jeremy's where the police shared that same "they're an adult, they can disappear if they want to" attitude. Not every adult disappears voluntarily. And not every child runs away. ANYONE can end up in a dangerous predicament and need somebody to find and help them. So I decided to keep looking for Jeremy, to try and find out for sure that he was safe. I know that wasn't my job. I just knew that, in the same circumstances, I would want somebody looking for me. That, and the story about how he went missing didn't sound right at all.
I knew he had been taken to Munson. That's where they take anybody who's in crisis. My first thought was that perhaps he had angered one of the doctors in the ER and that they had transferred him down to the state hospital in Kalamazoo. That happened to me one time and I had to "earn my phone privileges" there. So my family didn't know where I was for several days. That could explain Jeremy's silence.
But then it occurred to me that he could also still be in Center One. And if the cops believed that it could certainly explain their lack of concern. So on March 2nd I called Center One and left a message with a staff member there to have Jeremy Zerbe return my call. I didn't really know if he was there. I acted like I knew he was there but it was just a bluff. They won't give out that information. Their procedure is to, upon a patient's admission to the unit, have that patient write down the names of anyone they want to receive calls from. If someone calls a patient and their name isn't on the patient's list, they can't speak to the patient or leave messages for them, or even be informed as to whether that patient is there. And since Jeremy had no idea who I was, my name wasn't going to be on his list. I knew the odds were slim of getting a message to him...and THAT was if he was even there. But it seemed worth the bluff, and the invasion of privacy, to have someone who could speak up for him, if needed, and to know that he was safe. I realize it was presumptuous of me to elect myself as that someone but I knew that I cared about what happened to him and that I would speak up if things turned out for the worst. That is the very thing I am trying to do now.
Anyway, when I left that message for him I guess I didn't really expect to receive a call back. The staff would have had to violate protocol to give him a message from a stranger. But I DID get a call back. Just about ten minutes later. And my caller ID indicated that it originated from the hospital. When I answered he just said "Hi". So I asked him "Is this Jeremy Zerbe?" His response was a very hesitant "this is...Jeremy". I didn't think much of that at the time. Here I was, a stranger, asking him to give me a call. His apprehension seemed logical.
I spoke with him for just a few minutes, told him that I had heard he was there and that I was worried about him. That was all true, of course, but for some reason I didn't tell him the rest of the truth. I didn't tell him why exactly I was calling. I didn't tell him that his family was frantically worrying about him or that he was listed in the newspaper as a missing person. We just talked about how he was doing. He said he was doing really well and that I shouldn't worry about him. It was a very awkward conversation, actually. I'm really proficient at awkward conversations. I can turn anything into an awkward situation. But I was relieved to know that he was okay. At the time, I believed that he really was Jeremy Zerbe. Most of me believed that. But it turns out I was terribly wrong.
I quit looking for him for a long while after that because I didn't want to expose his secret. If he didn't want his family to know he was still in the hospital then it certainly wasn't my place to dishonor his wishes. Much later, however, after there was still no word from him and I KNEW he wasn't in Center One anymore, I began to doubt the legitimacy of that call. Finally, I did contact his mother, and I played a small portion of the call for her (the very end of it that I had thought to record and which I had labeled as "proof of life - JeremyZ"). She confirmed that the man I spoke with on the phone -- the man who claimed to be Jeremy and said he was doing well -- was, in fact, NOT her son.
He must have been a Center One staff member. According to the autopsy, Jeremy was apparently already deceased by that point. I just can't imagine any good reason for someone to return a call to a stranger (a call that wasn't even to him in the first place), to pretend to BE the person whom the call was for (a person who was publicly reported missing and later turned up dead) and to tell the concerned stranger who called that the missing/dead man was fine; that he was doing well and that she shouldn't worry about him. That seems very strange to me.
There are more strange elements about this case which I'll add in a little bit.
I have to admit that I felt very uncomfortable, myself, for intruding upon his privacy. Maybe he was fine and he just didn't want to be found. That's what the police seemed to think. But I decided that SOMEBODY needed to look for him and make sure that he was okay. I knew the police weren't looking for him. Every time I called they told me the same exact thing. "He isn't really missing". "He's an adult and he has the right to disappear if he wants to". "We aren't investigating this, the family is handling it." And then they would give me the family's phone number.
It stated in the news stories that the police were looking for Jeremy, but whenever I called them they were very frank in refuting that fact, saying that he wasn't really missing and that there was no investigation into his disappearance. The first thing they usually said was that he wasn't actually missing. That there was no case. I got that same answer from the police every time I inquired. Honestly, I didn't know what to think. The way they said it, it sounded like they knew something they couldn't share -- as though they knew where Jeremy was, and that he was fine, and that he had disappeared intentionally. It always felt like they were trying really hard to stress that point -- that he wasn't really missing. I don't know what their reasoning was for that.
I spoke to the newspaper shortly after Jeremy disappeared and they told me the exact same thing: that Jeremy wasn't really missing -- that they had just printed that story for the sake of the family.
I was encouraged by the idea that the police and the newspaper both seemed to think that Jeremy was okay. But I was concerned about their attitude at the same time. There have been many tragic endings to stories just like Jeremy's where the police shared that same "they're an adult, they can disappear if they want to" attitude. Not every adult disappears voluntarily. And not every child runs away. ANYONE can end up in a dangerous predicament and need somebody to find and help them. So I decided to keep looking for Jeremy, to try and find out for sure that he was safe. I know that wasn't my job. I just knew that, in the same circumstances, I would want somebody looking for me. That, and the story about how he went missing didn't sound right at all.
I knew he had been taken to Munson. That's where they take anybody who's in crisis. My first thought was that perhaps he had angered one of the doctors in the ER and that they had transferred him down to the state hospital in Kalamazoo. That happened to me one time and I had to "earn my phone privileges" there. So my family didn't know where I was for several days. That could explain Jeremy's silence.
But then it occurred to me that he could also still be in Center One. And if the cops believed that it could certainly explain their lack of concern. So on March 2nd I called Center One and left a message with a staff member there to have Jeremy Zerbe return my call. I didn't really know if he was there. I acted like I knew he was there but it was just a bluff. They won't give out that information. Their procedure is to, upon a patient's admission to the unit, have that patient write down the names of anyone they want to receive calls from. If someone calls a patient and their name isn't on the patient's list, they can't speak to the patient or leave messages for them, or even be informed as to whether that patient is there. And since Jeremy had no idea who I was, my name wasn't going to be on his list. I knew the odds were slim of getting a message to him...and THAT was if he was even there. But it seemed worth the bluff, and the invasion of privacy, to have someone who could speak up for him, if needed, and to know that he was safe. I realize it was presumptuous of me to elect myself as that someone but I knew that I cared about what happened to him and that I would speak up if things turned out for the worst. That is the very thing I am trying to do now.
Anyway, when I left that message for him I guess I didn't really expect to receive a call back. The staff would have had to violate protocol to give him a message from a stranger. But I DID get a call back. Just about ten minutes later. And my caller ID indicated that it originated from the hospital. When I answered he just said "Hi". So I asked him "Is this Jeremy Zerbe?" His response was a very hesitant "this is...Jeremy". I didn't think much of that at the time. Here I was, a stranger, asking him to give me a call. His apprehension seemed logical.
I spoke with him for just a few minutes, told him that I had heard he was there and that I was worried about him. That was all true, of course, but for some reason I didn't tell him the rest of the truth. I didn't tell him why exactly I was calling. I didn't tell him that his family was frantically worrying about him or that he was listed in the newspaper as a missing person. We just talked about how he was doing. He said he was doing really well and that I shouldn't worry about him. It was a very awkward conversation, actually. I'm really proficient at awkward conversations. I can turn anything into an awkward situation. But I was relieved to know that he was okay. At the time, I believed that he really was Jeremy Zerbe. Most of me believed that. But it turns out I was terribly wrong.
I quit looking for him for a long while after that because I didn't want to expose his secret. If he didn't want his family to know he was still in the hospital then it certainly wasn't my place to dishonor his wishes. Much later, however, after there was still no word from him and I KNEW he wasn't in Center One anymore, I began to doubt the legitimacy of that call. Finally, I did contact his mother, and I played a small portion of the call for her (the very end of it that I had thought to record and which I had labeled as "proof of life - JeremyZ"). She confirmed that the man I spoke with on the phone -- the man who claimed to be Jeremy and said he was doing well -- was, in fact, NOT her son.
He must have been a Center One staff member. According to the autopsy, Jeremy was apparently already deceased by that point. I just can't imagine any good reason for someone to return a call to a stranger (a call that wasn't even to him in the first place), to pretend to BE the person whom the call was for (a person who was publicly reported missing and later turned up dead) and to tell the concerned stranger who called that the missing/dead man was fine; that he was doing well and that she shouldn't worry about him. That seems very strange to me.
There are more strange elements about this case which I'll add in a little bit.