Friday, September 27, 2013


Meth, marijuana brownies, gun, women’s purses, two young boys all in car together

A routine traffic stop near downtown Wichita shifted gears Thursday when the police officer found meth and marijuana brownies in the car.

Oh, and two young boys, too.

The 25-year-old woman driving the car was arrested and the boys, ages 3 and 8, were placed in protective custody, Wichita police Lt. Steve Kenney said.

The car was pulled over at Kellogg and I-135 Thursday afternoon. Along with the meth and marijuana brownies, the officer found a gun, marijuana and numerous boxes of Coach brand women’s purses, Kenney said.

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There’s two things about the headlines of this: It grabs the attention and, while accurate, over dramatizes the incident.

Perhaps I should have said three things. Hidden in the words is the total dissolution of a family. The influence of the parents may  or may not be acted upon by the kids later in life, but for sure they’ll never forget the incident nor the reason for it.

It’s a pity for sure.

Well. The accused deputy sheriff has been issued permission (as a income less person) to have some investigative work done for him, in defense.

I’ve often, without checking, thought that the defense of such persons was limited to the material gathered by the prosecutors or through the defendants own funds and recorded past actions.

The judge seems to be giving the perp in this case as much reach as she may. That’s a good thing. The case has as many twists as a pretzel. The paper hasn’t said which case of the three against the ex-deputy is being affected. Child porn, bad checks or the battery against his sister.

All the equipment for the pasture has been cleaned and stored – a yearly chore I don’t enjoy at all.

The next mowing (of the yards) should be the year’s last. It’ll be to mulch the leaves to minimize the number of mushrooms that sprout next year. And I’ll probably cut the pasture to get rid of the stems and allow the residue to subside and rot. If I fertilize it’ll be in the spring when I can count on the rains to soak it in.


From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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