In an interview with Nancy Rothwell, Kelly Rothwell's mother, she spoke with such heartfelt gratitude to the CUE Center for Missing Persons and in particular Monica Caison and her crew of volunteers.
"I would like to say thank you from the bottom of my heart," Nancy said of the volunteers, "for all of the long hours spent looking for Kelly. I am so grateful to all of you and I'm grateful to those people that brought their dogs. I know it must have been hard being here this long and I want you all to know my family can't possibly express how much this means to us."
Nancy went out the the Courtney Campbell Causeway Saturday night, after sunset, to see the place where Monica and her crew had spent the last three days looking for her daughter. Lit only by the street lamp overhead, she walked along the concrete bulkhead and stared into the rocks and the water below. She stood quietly by a tree that had been of particular interest during the search, looking for anything that might be a clue to her daughter's whereabouts.It was difficult but necessary. She needed to see the place. But even the objects that had washed ashore in the days before, a pink sandal, chards of broken pottery and some yellow gauze material were gone, either taken or washed away with the tide. There were only rocks and the small waves lapping against a rough shoreline, the traffic going by and the wind as it whipped across the water.
She lit a candle that had been brought along, the wind threatening to extinguish it at every turn. Three times she tried to light it, but the wind was persistent. But she found a spot at the base of the tree, where the candle nestled perfectly; protected from the elements... and a candle was lit for Kelly in that remote spot at the water's edge. A spot where maybe her daughter had been... The clouds moved over and beyond a half moon, the light shining on the water like glistening diamonds in the dark.
She turned to go..the still-lit candle a testament to love and faith and truth. For a fraction of a second, she felt some peace and turned to go, leaving the candle's flame dancing and alive.
But where was Kelly, where was her life, her dance? Who took the life and love of a beautiful daughter?
Nancy Rothwell can only hope for justice... it is the hope of everyone, even those who never knew Kelly, that she gets it.