Showing posts with label Vacaville. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vacaville. Show all posts

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Thank You Police Officers.

My Silly Witches

Halloween has always been such a fun time of year for me. I love cute Halloween things not ugly ones. And fun times not truly scary times. We love Gardner Village and their Witchfest and Witchy Palooza cuteness with all of the lights, decorations and of course the darling witches. If you are ever in Northern Utah give it and you will have so much fun. 

Now Mr. Blog on to an adventure that I forgot to tell you about; 
When I was a young girl I was staying with my Grandparents in Vacaville, CA. My Papa King was Chief of Police at the time and was very busy. One night he had to go on a stakeout to catch a guy that had been trying to get into a ladies house that lived alone. I think her husband was away because he was in the Air Force stationed at Travis Air Force Base. The guy had also been being a Peeping Tom. Scary stuff right there. That night when Papa was out setting a trap I was woken up by a scratching sound at the back door and the sound of door knob being jiggled in a bedroom of of the patio in the backyard. Nana King came down the hall in a bit to check on me and said she had heard the same thing. Whoever it was knew that Papa was gone and he was going to take advantage of the situation. nana called the police station and they sent an officer right over. Whew! We were safe gain. 

**Thank you police officers for all you do.**

Monday, February 28, 2011

"Show my son Cyrus your bullet wounds"

Frank and Jessie James
My Papa King told me a story about a day when he was with his father 
took him to town and at the general store in Montevallo, 
Missouri in 1900 they saw a man named Frank James.  

My great grandfather Charles Elmer King said "Hey Frank lift up your shirt 
and show my son Cyrus your bullet wounds". 

So Frank James lifted his shirt and my Papa King saw the scars from the 
bullet wounds on his chest and back.

That was a pretty unforgettable experience for that little boy named 

Cyrus Elmer King who became the Chief of Police in Vacaville, CA. 
Cyrus Elmer King about 1942

Grammy T.