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Here Comes the Gun

It’s happened again A message’s been sent By using a gun Instead of a pen Again I awake To the news of this hate While rubbing my eyes I learn of their fate There’s something so wrong When you rise for the sun Yet all you see Is hate, hate and guns By:Bill MacEachern 11/08/2018

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Caren Krutsinger

Date: 12/10/2018 8:19:00 PM

I am an elementary school counselor, and one of my children has had reoccuring nightmares since his father thought it would be a GREAT idea to take him across the street to a park and let him see a deceased person. They hear gunshots often in their neighborhood, and what a wonderful dad, huh?

Bill Maceachern
Date: 12/10/2018 9:31:00 PM

Caren, I had a wonderful school counselor during my 6-8 grade. I think the school figured out my daydreaming and lack of effort was result of the drunkiness & violence I witnessed every night. I’m not sure how they knew,maybe the bruise my Ma tried desperately to conceal when called in to school for my bad behavior. Mrs. Goldstein would see all the kids in similar backgrounds, she was a sweet lady, she’d inquire how things were and encourage more attentiveness on my part in school. Caren, you are a huge value to these kids, especially these crazier than ever times we live in. Per the fool father that thought it would be character building to expose his son to macabre side of life, yes, twisted, ignorant dad.

Maureen Mcgreavy

Date: 11/8/2018 8:23:00 AM

So sad x

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 11/8/2018 7:02:00 AM

Just awful!