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Town
Meet
In a
community room at the courthouse, a meeting was called to order and Hervey
“Cam” Strone was first to speak. “Thank
y’all for coming.” Cam spoke to a standing room only audience. “I would like to thank the mayor’s office, also
the Texas Times News and Observer for helping us to set this all up. In
addition, I would like to thank the Noon Zadess Foundation for Literacy and
Education: Read, Write and Run.org.” A warm applause broke out. “When the La
Bamba Café became a targeted and blew up last year, some of us who love this
community, believed an outside interest responsible, like a drug cartel or a
religious extremist group. Whoever
they are, they are outlaws. They have no respect for the rule of law. We still
do not know who financed the two foreign operatives that came to our town
shot one of our citizens and then in turn was shot by an individual from the
same country, and town. Our sponsors for this meeting agree with me that it is
a good idea to keep this incident in the public’s consciousness and to support
the free flow of information by all means possible. It goes without saying anyone
who has any information can contact the Observer, the police. There
will be town meetings to answer questions for promoting the truth, as it is revealed
to us. There will be two meetings a month initially, every week if it is
warranted. Everyone who wants to speak please raise your hands. We will answer
every question in this way: step up to the mike at my left and state your name
introduce youself, give you title, or just say concerned citizen, homeowner
however you like. Then ask a question.” The
line formed and Dr. Travis Jenkins stepped up. Tall, a lean, handsome,
seriously bald man and gray in the temples, he adjusted a mike on the stand in
front of him. “Evening, I am Doc Jenkins;
I have a general medical practice in town, as most of you already know. I was
in the men’s room the evening in question, at the La Bamba Cafe. I met my wife
in the bar at seven thirty and that’s where she sat, on a bar stool waiting for
me to be seated on the patio where the explosion occurred.” Cam stood and
walked from behind the large table where he had set up shop. He nodded and put
his hand on the doctors shoulder...and leaned into the mike...”Doc, excuse
me... these are to be opening questions, in time we will let everyone who wants
to make a statement do so.” All could see the Doc almost lost it, but tears
were all that showed what was in his heart.
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