I'm watching Nancy Grace right now and my heart just goes out the George Anthony. He's at the end of his rope (I know that's a terribly poor choice of words tonight). Apparently the poor guy went "missing" and was contemplating suicide. They found him in time (I think via cell phone "pings" from different cell phone towers) and tonight he is in the hospital getting the help he needs. He seemed liked he was the only one in that family w/a grip. The mother, Casey, is obviously a total whack-job, the grandmother is just plain clueless. George was the only one who really seemed to have an idea of what his daughter was truly capable of. It was only a matter of time before the poor guy snapped. I can't even begin to imagine what he and his wife have gone thru. They've lost a granddaughter and a daughter. What a tough position to be in: you want to believe your daughter but need to know what happened to your granddaughter. I'll be thinking of him tonight; he didn't ask for any of this.
P.S. Nancy Grace unwittingly cracks me up. She won't even call Casey Anthony by name; she just refers to her as "Tot Mom."
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