Each summer,
students and Bozemanites flock to a section of the Madison River that is mostly
shallow and calm. They pile into inner tubes and enjoy a meandering float. On
that Sunday, Kroon shared the river with, of all people, Miller and LeBrum. She
saw them floating and laughing with a gaggle of young women and then, five days
later, she saw their pictures in the newspaper and read stories describing the
murder. They had allegedly killed a man, she thought, and then floated a
beautiful stretch of a magnificent river.
"They should
be giving those scholarships to farm boys," Kroon says.
Her feelings,
which is to say the feelings of many in Bozeman, aren't likely to change
soon.