I have been asked by numerous people if I was going to watch the house at 704 Federal Street get demolished today.
The short answer is.. No.
In case you are not aware– this is the place where Baby Elaina took her last breath and where a community united in hopes of finding her.
I wrote a column last year demanding the city raze the dwelling and suggested a Memorial Park be put in its place. I even had a local demolition crew who contacted me to offer their services free of charge.
I am glad the razing of this specific house became a priority and is getting done sooner than the usual 3-4 year wait time– I am also perfectly fine that there will be no park. The reason why I am now okay with the lack of a memorial is because nothing good happened…
On April 13, 2011, our lives changed forever. What happened, “in other places”, “to other people”, happened in our community, to a much loved and treasured member.
Holly was a bright light, to her friends and to her family, described as sweet, and funny, Holly was loved by all who knew her.
Three years has passed since Holly was taken, and on Sunday Sept 7th, 2014 what was left of her earthly body was found.
Holly is finally home, not the way we wanted, not the way we prayed endlessly to happen, but she is finally home.
The time has come for Justice.
No act on earth is as vile as the act that took this beautiful girl from us.
We all grieve for the person she would have aspire to, while those that knew and loved her grieve for the very real presence of this bright and shining individual brought to their world.
The world, both for those that knew her before and have come to know her now,
is darker because Holly Lynn Bobo is not in it.
“She is in a better place than we are.”
Her Mother stated.
That is very true. While we are trapped in a world filled with the kind of evil that took Holly from us,
Holly’s soul is free.
Fly high Holly, beyond all the pain and suffering.
You are loved, missed and remembered always.
You are in our hearts always.
I’m Free
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free
I’m following the path God has laid you see.
I took His hand when I heard him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that peace at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joy.
A friendship shared a laugh, a kiss
Oh yes, these things I too will miss.
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life’s been full, I savored much
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your hearts and peace to thee
God wanted me now; He set me free.
Guardianship Laws Need To Be Changed! Please share!
28 years ago I met a beautiful soul, Jim. I call him brother; Jim has Mental Retardation. My parents adopted Jim and brought him into our home when he was five years of age. After 27 years of marriage our parents divorced and dad ended up remarrying. In 2013 our father died of complications of his military service (i.e. Agent Orange) and left his current wife as legal Guardian of Jim. My mother never gave up her rights to her son.
My brother’s guardian has restricted him from seeing his mother and entire family that he grew up knowing. Driven to find freedom for my brother we’ve encountered countless days of unwanted stress. I have been accused or harassment while simply trying to see my brother. I miss him. His mom misses him. I’m simply trying to right this awful wrong! I’ve reached out to several political figures. I can only imagine the torment and pain my brother is going through.
Finally, a year and a half after our father died I found my brother out in public in his hometown of Washington, IA. He seemed so lost and confused; he resembled a deer in headlights. He then stuck his arms out and hugged me. His caregiver, Libby preceded to say he does not love you and doesn’t want to see you as she instantly called his guardian. My brother and my son were hugging as Jim’s guardian appeared. His guardian released my son from Jim’s arms and preceded to tell us we couldn’t touch him because she is his guardian and he’s her property!
I have learned this is not just an issue for my family but others in Iowa and all over our country. Guardians should have limitations and the ward should be able to see and speak to whomever they wish if they are not dangerous, I have started an online petition. (See linkhttp://petitions.moveon.org/sign/how-to-save-a-life-freejimmy-1 I also have a Facebook pagehttps://www.facebook.com/guardianshiplaws that includes pictures and video of Jim and my reunion in the street!!
There’s nothing on file stating we cannot see or communicate with one another only a suggestion by the Judge to improve communication between Dad’s second wife and myself.
Guardianship laws need to be changed. Giving the voiceless a voice.
Tonight at 8pm at Peach Tree Landing a Candle Light Vigil will be held to mark the 6 month anniversary of the abduction of Heather Elvis.
Heather has become a part of the heart and minds of so many, not just in SC, but all over the world. Those not able to be there beside you will be there in thoughts and in prayers. God Bless you Elvis Family.
Victims Voice 