The memory remains

Do you care how you’re remembered after you die? I don’t, but a lot of people do.
A man named Kelton Trice died April 16. He was killed by a police officer. Mr. Trice had fired a gun at the officer and the officer returned fire, killing him almost instantly. Kelton Trice had just turned 21.
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And in the end …

A saga ended yesterday. It was a saga that began April 16, when a man named Kelton Trice – wanted by police on an armed robbery charge – fired at a police officer named Tom Peterson, hitting him twice in the kevlar vest. Sgt. Peterson fired back, hitting Mr. Trice four times. Mr. Trice didn’t [...]

Nothing to fear but fear itself

I haven’t blogged in a while, but I think it’s time to get back into it.
I don’t often get scared by my job. But I’m going to be tomorrow.
Back in April, East Moline cops were attempting to serve a warrant on a kid. He was named Kelton Trice and he was 21. He was younger [...]

Signs of change

I got a haircut yesterday. Not just a trim. I didn’t just get my normally-shaggy hair neatened up a bit. Oh no. That’s too easy. I got a chop. As in electric clippers instead of scissors and piles of hair on the ground.
It felt really good to get the haircut. In reality, it was a [...]