1993 the Year of "The Flea"

We had a nice family, a nice new home, we were not wealthy. We did have good jobs, worked hard for what we did have. We were just a normal quiet family. We were not rich or famous, or anything noticeable that would warrant our nine year old to be kidnapped from our home, on a hot summer night back in 1993. So why did something so terrifying happen to us? What did we ever do to deserve it? This is ...