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WHY WE NEED KATE'S LAW

WHY WE NEED KATE'S LAW The families of four Kansas City, Kan. men, Mike Capps, Jake Waters, Clint Harter and his brother, Austin Harter, along with Randy Nordman of Montgomery County, Mo, are still trying to put their lives back together after all five men were brutally murdered by a Mexican illegal alien, Pablo Antonio Serrano-Vitorino earlier this month. The Kansas City men were all in their thirties. Nordman was 49 years of age. Clint Harter was the father of two children, with another on the way. All the victims appeared to have been at the wrong place at the wrong time when Serrano-Vitarino went on his crime spree. Vitarino was captured by officers of the Missouri Highway Patrol trying to hide in a ditch alongside I-70 in central Missouri. He had a rifle with him, although he was barred by federal law from legally owning a gun because he is in the country illegally. He was charged in Montgomery County in Nordman’s death, and was charged with four counts of first-degree mur

SIGNS OF SPRING, AN ORIGINAL POEM

SIGNS OF SPRING It won’t be very long now Til winter skies turn blue; Til North winds change direction; And groundhog dreams come true. The days are getting longer; The mercury’s rising higher; Seed catalogs in the mailbox Every gardener to inspire. The purple crocus are pushing Up through cracks in frozen ground, And bird watchers are excited To see robins coming ‘round. But one sure sign of early spring And that the sun is playing for keeps Is a present from my husband - My first box of marshmallow Peeps! He knows they are my favorite- These chicks without a nest, And that of all the pastels I like the yellow ones best. There’s something about that first box When winter turns to spring; My heart melts like the snowy ground And my soul begins to sing. That box of sticky goodies Is such a tasty treat, A token of his love for me A remembrance very sweet That we’ve come through another winter Forty-three since we were wed, And life just keeps getti