bridget, she s gone. there was nothing believable about a perfectly healthy person having a catastrophic fall. this is not an accident. but again,. police close the case. and again, that followed. you get another phone call? it was just absolutely shocking. this one was devastating. this was absolutely devastating. a killer hunting members of a frightened family. and they re the only ones convinced that it israel. this isn t a curse. this isn t a fluke. we were right. we were right the whole time. it was a home filled with joy. holidays, family celebrations. this is where they all gathered. the home was a home of happiness. she s not breathing. doug until the house became the scene of one tragedy. then another. how could this happen twice? to one family? i couldn t reconcile. it and another. it s just, in the realm of the bizarre. how are we going to endure a third death? was the house cursed? it gives me chills when i think, he
that this family would be faced with another, agonizing, loss. inside of that home, on pitch pine crescent. it was a summer day, august 23rd, 2013. in a toronto suburb, paulo s athena had just arrived at work. what is the first thing you do? turn my computer, on check my emails. caleb s good friend, paulo, preparing for a busy day at the company where they both worked. caleb and i were supposed to relabel the entire warehouse. as a minister passing, i hadn t heard anything. i got a little anxious. so, i texted him. caleb didn t text back. didn t pick up his phone. had he ever does not shown up for work? no he, had never not shown up. caleb, was also, fumbling his tech saying, he d run behind, call in, he d let somebody know. it was about 20 minutes where he was late. 20 minutes isn t that much.
by the summer of 2013, three years after his mom s death, caleb had a girlfriend, and was living in his childhood home, on pitch pine crescent. the home, were both of his parents had died. despite mistakes in his past, caleb was a devoted father to his two kids, ages ten, and 12. his friend, paulo, said that those kids were his world. what things did he like to do with his kids? he coached both in baseball. he would take his son paint balling. anything those kids wanted to do, caleb was up for. he was an exceptional father. he was a great father. they were there to support him as well. we had accepted that they passed away, in the next stages are for us to create a family, and a village, to help caleb raise these children. did cain up not fear for his life? did he not where he could be next? i can honestly tell you, he never said that to me. no one could have imagined