Posted on 01/08/2003 11:03:05 AM PST by Brian Mosely
THP WILL HOLD NEWS CONFERENCE TO DISCUSS SMOAK FAMILY INCIDENT A news conference is scheduled for 2:00 p.m. Wednesday, January 8, 2003, in the Commissioner's conference room at the Tennessee Department of Safety, 1150 Foster Avenue, Nashville. A statement will be made regarding the stop of the Smoak family on Interstate 40 on January 1.
Following the news conference, the contents of the Department of Safety's Internal Affairs investigation of the incident, including audio and videotape, will be made available for public inspection. Copies of this file may be purchased, pursuant to Tennessee Department of Safety General Order #265 and TCA §10-7-503.
The contents of the investigation will also be available for inspection and purchase after 2:00 p.m. at the Tennessee Highway Patrol Headquarters in Cookeville.
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Ranya was sitting cross legged a yard from her dog, staring across the field to the smoldering wreckage and ashes of her house and the silent pine woods beyond. Lieutenant Mosby crouched by her and put the silver cross into her hand. He had had to clip the chain to remove it from her father's burnt body.
“Ranya, this fellow volunteered to help you bury your dog.” She said nothing, and after a few moments Mosby left them to return to his business. Brad stood off a little to the side with his shovel and Mosby’s gray army blanket. After an uncomfortable minute she asked “who are you?”
“I’m just the guy who had the shovel. My name is Brad Fallon.”
“What are you doing here?”
“I knew your dad, as a customer I mean. He was working on a rifle for me.”
“Looks like your rifle got burned up.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“What a great dog. I raised him from a puppy, he was nine years old, there was never a better dog. We named him Armalite like the rifles, because he was skinny and black and fast. He was the best Dobie there ever was, and he died trying to defend my father. I guess you can’t ask for more in a dog.” She began to weep again.
“I’m sorry. I’m real sorry about all this.”
Another pause, another deep breath, and she said “…Yeah.”
“Looks like he was shot right through. It would have been quick anyway.”
She said “That’s what they do. They shoot the dogs first.”
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Here's the whole chapter and the link to the Enemies Foreign And Domestic website.
Congrats...their server crashed!!!!It's probably smoking like Parris Glendenning's was in the fall of 1995...>:)=
-Eric
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