The week of Groundhog day played out like the movie "Groundhog Day." Unfortunately, what kept repeating was violence, shootings and homicides. It was also grindingly cold this week. The first homicide for Moanday was 55th and Cleveland in KCMO. I needed cawfeee the next morning on the Jefferson Highway in Happy Rock. Tuesday brought more sadness in Spring Hill, Kansas. It is becoming a theme that we see more than we can show out of respect. After all the driving, I stopped for drive through. Coffee is not about coffee, it is about human contact. The Westport wagon at the shopping center there looks like it has been in a crash. All I can get out of brief web search is that it is a conestoga wagon. I don't know if it is a replica, which I imagine it is, or if it is an antique. All I know is that it looks like it is falling apart. Tuesday even brought me kvetching yet again about the cold and having a steamer. As I said, coffee shops are not about coffee so much as they are about human contact. Many people don't visit coffeehouses for two reasons -- 1. They feel they need to drink coffee and they don't like coffee and 2. Many coffeehouses forget that their main service is not coffee but human contact. Wednesday morning first thing is homicide number two for me for the week. It is sad that we resort to keeping a grim score like this. Here is a map for keeping track.... Here is a website which takes a more personal approach to tracking gun violence... The morning got re-arranged for a lot of people by a big crash on I-70. Long days tend to lead to bad habits. I am making a habit to show long drawn out booring video of crossing the Broadway Bridge in the waning days of its existence. Groundhog Day brings a pete and repeat homicide at Gregory and Askew. I hate when people pass from the world and their isn't even a decent picture of them. Then there was a house fire that killed a pet. Union Station has an interesting display on the history of RPO, I discovered while covering other news, including the origins of GEHA, of GEHA Field fame. I love me some donuts from
. Friday, groundhog week continues. This time with a homicide near Swope Park. Then, in Westport, at our favorite parking lot.... Again, the theme, things we see but cannot show. I wonder how many first responders have to seek help after the many things they see. It is very sad to see someone cut down so young. Friday morning is becoming a ritual of haystacks. When we are rarely early to something I love to explore the local googie and this. I, admittedly, am trying to run a campaign to rename the dog park at the corner of the Jefferson Highway and the Jefferson Highway into the Jefferson Highway Dog Park. I feel that would bring some much needed attention to the Jefferson Highway. We love our Vietnamese.... The kids are signed up to become altar servers. It is too bad we were a day early, We finally did make it on time. I needed to get my bozo ears lopped off. While waiting for the real time to go to altar server lessons, we visit Westport Coffeehouse. The Mrs. thinks this is the most family friendly coffee shop in town and love the atmosphere. The nice weather brought and excuse to walk around Westport and lament the recent spates of bad news here. There is too much to do when the weather is nice. I don't know why we ended the day with buffet.....
