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Pink Flamingos Go Missing!



Lawn-flamingo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hi All!

BRRRRR! Cold enough for ya? Need someting to read while you stay inside hiding from the winter? Here is a short story I wrote that was inspired by something I read in the local police log last year, when a resident called to report several of his lawn flamingos were missing from his front lawn. Heavens! Will people stop at nothing? I wrote this story then and have been saving it for just the right day… which is today, low of 2, high of 18 in my area.  And my son STILL wore shorts to school…but he tucked a pair of pants in his bag , just in case his old mom was right. (Quebec, Canada was having a warning that with wind chills, temperatures may reach -35. Minus!) Enjoy and stay warm!

Curious Case of Medfield’s Missing Flamingos (The true story)

Medfield Police received a call about pink flamingos being taken “one-by-one” from resident’s yard.

A caller from Granite Street told the Medfield Police Department that five of the person’s six lawn flamingos had been taken and the individual feared the one remaining flamingo would be taken from the yard later that night, according to Medfield Police.

The individual said there were four “baby pink flamingos,” a “mother pink flamingo” and a “wooden” flamingo in the front yard and “one-by-one,” the flamingos went missing, according to police reports. Police were asked to make extra patrols in the area.

Medfield Police Chief Robert Meaney Jr. said they “did not hear anymore about” the incident and it was unknown if the lone remaining flamingo had been taken.

“On occasion we have had various pieces of lawn ornaments taken,” Meaney said. “Sometimes they are gone for good and other times we’ll end up with an entire herd of deer collected in someone’s yard.

Here is my version of what must have happened.

Pink Flamingos Go Missing

Ten plastic pink flamingos huddled together on a cold New England lawn,

When One gave a shiver and said, “Enough of this place, I say it’s time we are gone!”

Number Two nodded, “But where will we go?”

Number Three answered, “Who cares! Any place with no snow!”

Number Four yelled, “Yes, but we must leave quickly before the next storm!”

Number Five cheered, “I vote for some place that’s really, really warm!”

Number Six dreamed aloud, “Finally… our turn to play!

To bask in the sun, on a beach…ahhh, all day.”

Seven cried out, “We will wear yellow polka dot bikinis and get a great tan!”

And Eight added in, “And build big, wonderful castles right there in the sand!”

Nine turned to Ten and said, “A vacation really sounds great but we best leave now, before it’s too late”

But Ten just stood there, slowly shaking her pink, plastic head.

“Now listen my friends, listen to me.” She finally said.

“Don’t be silly. We can’t just fly away.

We make this place warmer on a cold frosty day.

The people here…well, they need us to make things bright and fun,

we can’t just up and leave them for a few days in the sun,

their lives will be cold and dark and why they might even cry,

as they search for their missing pink birds in the grey winter sky.”

The nine birds all nodded, for they knew Ten was right.

But One turned to Two and quietly whispered,

“Pack your bags. We leave tomorrow night.”


Man “Adopts” Girlfriend….argh!!

Wealthy Florida businessman “adopts” his long time girl friend….

Have you seen this news headline? I did, and I was horrified and disgusted and outraged (and many other adjectives!)! So I read further…it gets worse.  Apparently this extremely wealthy forty-eight year old Florida man (John Goodman) who was (allegedly) drunk, ran a stop sign, and plowed his car into a car driven by Scott Wilson, 23. Scott’s car was then pushed into a ravine and Mr. John Goodman drove away leaving this injured young man to slowly die; drowning, alone, hurt, and trapped, for over an hour.  Now, in order to save his many, many assets, John Goodman has “adopted” his forty two year old girlfriend (Heather Laruso). This adoption makes her one of his legal “children” and because she is over thirty-five, gives her the right to immediately access his money, for his use of course.

I am not a lawyer. I have no legal training what so ever, but I am a parent, a psychologist and most importantly a person with a heart (and I’d like to think a bit of a brain), and I find this whole legal maneuver pathetic and outrageous. What type of law (state, country) allows a forty eight year old man to “adopt” a forty two year old woman for his own personal gain?  What type of message does this “adoption” of John Goodman’s girlfriend send to our children and to the larger world of people out there that are not personally involved in adoption?

Adoption is not a joke or a game. It’s not some convenient legal maneuver to be thrown around. It certainly isn’t intended to be a way to salvage the material goods of people such as John Goodman and Heather Laruso.

So, what does the word adoption mean?

Adoption is about children and families, period.

You know that deep, bottomless, mysterious love you have for your child? The one that no words can touch, that you really can’t explain but you feel tingling through your core as you watch them try for a big swing in the baseball game, or sing loudly and very out of tune in the choir, or when you kiss the tippy top of their forehead and breathe in that sweet baby scent that never leaves? Well it’s the same love for those parents whose children happen to be adopted.

Words matter, they count.  The words we choose and how we use them define us as a people. They shape our beliefs, our culture and our country.  We can’t deny that what we say influences how we think and what we believe in.

Just ask people with disabilities, the gay community, minorities’ or kids on a playground…words matter.

And the word adoption matters. Adoption is love, it’s important.  (Please don’t tell me this man might love his girlfriend, I don’t belive it. He loves himself, and his money).  Adoption matters too much to let some idiot like this guy abuse it for his own personal gain, and when I see this word, this word with such a significant, out-of-this-world, magical, mystical meaning, being thrown around, mistreated and ridiculed by someone like John Goodman I am sickened.

Oh and Heather Laruso, woman up!  You’re his “child” now; you have a right to his money?  Take all that man’s money, donate it to the adoption organization of your choice and then get out.