Such might be the comment of someone who dissects our little community on the way to somewhere else. It might even be said by most people who grow up in our hamlet, at least those who don’t live next door to the most recent murder victim or are called out of bed to track down each murderer. If I had chosen to work at the corner grocery with hopes of some day buying the place, I might have said it myself. But when I graduated from high school and looked at my limited possibilities, I chose to do my best to help our little corner of the world. Thirty years later, I’ve no regrets. Lou and I had wrapped up our latest murder investigation in late January, and while neither of us puts a notch on his belt each time we bring another criminal to justice, I’d say that we are closing in on solving one hundred murders since we offered to take over the homicide department of the Hilldale Police Department twenty-two years ago when Lt. Dolan and Sgt. Eversole retired. Retirement. Lou and I made that same decision just a few months ago.
