Tuesday, April 12, 2005

Kurt

Bloody frickin' Hell. Jeremy's death was one thing. Kurt's is a different matter after all. Kurt was shot and killed in my hometown on Sunday. I didn't even know he was back in Kansas. The last I had heard, he had quit the force and moved to Colorado. He came back in January.

I used to rollerblade to his office when I lived in Hesston. I doubt he knew I was the one who used to move all the road construction signs in the middle of the night....small town ;D . Most Newton cops are assholes. Kurt wasn't. (Byron really isn't either, but that's about it) I'm used to the officers here on the island, whenever they're in uniform, they are wearing their vests. Mary told me it's because a few of them out here have gotten popped. But Kurt's the first tragedy Newton police have had to deal with for quite some time.

My reaction was slightly different here from Jeremy's death. I know that shooter isn't going to last long, and I wanted to see the guy's house torched. It's days like these that I almost wish they hadn't caught that one cop beating his prisoner on tape.

Jeez. Hate runs deep and strikes at the most obnoxious times. That guy was a joke.

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