Sunday, November 03, 2013

Kansas City, Kan., police are investigating why a child was wandering naked and alone in a wooded area early Saturday.

Police said they received a call about 1 a.m. Saturday on a child needing care in the 5500 block of Metropolitan Avenue. Officers were told that a passerby noticed the child walking in the area without clothing. The passerby took the child to a nearby fire station.

Officers took the 2-year-old boy to the Wyandotte County Juvenile Intake and Assessment Center, and he remained in protective custody Saturday night.

Police said the boy’s family called to report him missing at 10:40 a.m. Saturday. The boy was in good condition, police said, and they are looking into whether any negligence was involved in his disappearance.

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I thought about this article. I thought about time lines, doggy doors, and the sheer perversity of two year olds. I thought about parents, time lines and unlocked doors and neglect (which I ruled out) and wondered how.

And wondered how far the kid wandered before someone took action, and I even wondered, before deciding it was none of my business, what the good Samaritan was doing out at 1 a.m. on Saturday sober enough to realize the kid should have attention.

I also wondered at what age the parents will tell the kid about the episode and at what age the kid will think about it and wonder what the hell possessed it.

I know I did (wondered about getting into my fathers whiskey in the fridge). I mean, my mothr told me about it when I was seven and I wondered why I did it when I was somewhere around twenty-six or so.

I thought I might have known why, but wasn’t sure.

I wondered why my father marked his whiskey bottle each time he took a drink so he’d know some was missing the next time he wanted a drink.

Mother said father blamed her for snitching a drink until they caught me with the bottle sitting in front of the open fridge door.

That happened when I was around two.

Terrible age, two.

Oh. Sorry. Parents know.

They just don’t explain it well to the kids.


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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