Sixteen months ago, my
husband, Mike, and I moved to the City of Milwaukee, away from our ten acres in
Menomonee Falls, where we had raised children, crops, and chickens for nearly
34 years.
When you live in a small Wisconsin town, crime reporting may bring you news of everything from lost bicycles to ducklings in peril. And always, always, there are stories of kind cops. Once again I bring you news of small-town crime, courtesy of the Markesan Regional Reporter. (I delete more serious reports; there are some)...