The question that remains in Waseca, the question that probably can never be fully answered, is why.
Why would a young man with nothing more remarkable on his record than a string of petty crimes walk into a farmhouse in the lonely countryside and shoot a sleeping family?
Shoot the mother, who had spent the night reading a book. Shoot the husband, a doting father who had passed the evening tinkering with his snowmobile. Shoot a 13-year-old boy, a boy with the face of an angel and the disposition of a clown, from 7 feet away.
The prosecution in the murder trial of Michael Zabawa, convicted Friday for murdering Tracy and Alec Kruger and wounding Hilary Kruger, provided a motive but not an answer. Zabawa shot them because he had been drinking in violation of parole, got his truck stuck in a ditch nearby and did not want to get into trouble for taking their vehicle.
So he shot them.
It makes no sense. Everyone in town would tell you the Krugers would have helped the kid, pulled him out of the ditch or driven him home. That's who the Krugers were.
But who is Michael Zabawa? How did he become someone who would load a shotgun and open fire on people he never met while they slept?
A look at Zabawa's life can't explain everything, but it might help us understand how he became a person capable of such a heinous crime.