Easter anniversary

It is almost four years ago to the day that the Bandido Massacre took place and I find myself thinking this Easter Weekend alot about the families of the murder victims. I was struck at the trial at just what nice people they are and how dearly they loved their sons/husbands/fathers/brothers who were slain. It was such a sharp contrast between real family and false brotherhood. The raw emotion of mothers, sisters and others sobbing at the back of the courtroom was searing and something that doesn’t go away. Some found a measure of comfort in knowing that their sons, brothers, fathers and husbands had a chance to make peace with God before being slain. Such thoughts are especially poignant at Easter Time.

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