I was prepared to speak at the town council meeting on Wednesday night. My brothers and Jeff said I didn’t have to, but I felt as the head of one of the biggest non-casino employers in the county, I had to have my say.
The flyers had gone up right after the spray-painting at the Winters’ and a few other projects around the county. All of them were Behr Construction sites, but nobody was clear as to whether the misspelled, spray-painted words—all of them “fagit” in blood red—were aimed at Behr personnel or at the gays who’d recently settled in our area. Some of the sites were for Fredi’s clients.
Everywhere we went people were talking about the crime wave that had hit our small community. First the coffee shop in the mall had been trashed. Then there was the burning of the cabin in the mo
