Where is justice in bank embezzlement?
As I read the June 6 article about the 33-year-old woman from Clifton Park who embezzled almost a half a million dollars from Key Bank branches, I had these thoughts.
She only got 21 months in prison. With most prison sentences, they could be released after serving a much shorter time based on their behavior while incarcerated.
Two years of supervised release? Really? For stealing almost a half million dollars?
And repayment. How is she going to pay all of that back? If she had that kind of money, she wouldn’t have stolen the half million in the first place.
If this happened to an underprivileged person, they would be in jail for years. It isn’t justice for all, unfortunately.
Hard to trust in an Obama investigation
Who in their right mind could believe that an administration that sold over 1,400 firearms to a Mexican drug cartel (and refused to provide documents or cooperation with a congressional investigation), weaponized the IRS against its political opponents (pleaded the Fifth to avoid confirmation to a congressional investigation), and had a secretary of state who believed that a proper way to conduct U.S. government business was on an unsecured server located in her home bathroom (deleting over 30,000 emails under a congressional subpoena), would ever conduct improper investigations into a presidential opponent?
Pay attention to the wisdom of the youth
As I consider the problems facing our nation and the world, I have become convinced that it’s time to reappraise the advice of older generations about social, economic, environmental or political issues, which includes my 70-plus-year-old self.
Rather, let my generation seek the wisdom of the generations who follow us.
We must not forget the past; however, neither can we unthoughtfully expect that solutions to past problems or returning to any so-called “golden age” will remedy tomorrow’s challenges.
No longer can we, nor should we, reject what we perceive to be the discernment our years have provided us.
However, in the face of an enormous collection of serious issues that threaten freedom, liberty and simple survival, I plan to more carefully listen to the voices and wishes of my children and grandchildren.
My peers and I have no dominion over wisdom; confronting politics, economy, equality, equity and perhaps, especially, climate requires paying attention to the children who follow us, not the memories of a childhood that has passed and that is too often burnished by the mists of memory.
Karen Johnson was modest and kind
Having known Karen Johnson for approximately 40 years, I was well aware of her absolute love for Schenectady and its residents. In her many areas of service to Schenectady, Karen worked tirelessly in making positive changes to the community for the betterment of everyone, without fanfare or looking for applause. She was never a self-promoter and was only interested in using her abilities to do good for others with a calm, balanced demeanor.
There was the humane side to Karen of which many people may not have been aware. These humane qualities she shared with so many, and in particular those who were vulnerable with disabilities.
Over the years, Karen got to know my son, Robert. And whenever/wherever she met Robert, Karen stopped to engage my son in long conversations.
She always asked him how and what he was doing in his life. Karen had the keen and loving ability in seeing beyond a person’s disability in order to recognize that person’s many abilities.
Every single year, Karen attended the Schenectady NAMI picnics.
Whenever I would offer Karen the microphone to speak to those in attendance, she would decline, choosing to sit and talk with each and every one in attendance.
She stayed the full time at the picnic, joining in the water balloon toss (once getting wet), watermelon toss, egg throw and other games.
She often sat and observed the people, just enjoying watching the attendees in a happy atmosphere.
Though Schenectady has lost such an important figure, Karen Johnson’s positive impact on Schenectady and its residents will be felt for a long time.
Flora L Ramonowski