Jessica McClure Morales is 33-years old. A typical West Texas Mom, with two kids and a dog. Her life is normal in every way. She’s a teacher’s aide. Her husband Danny, works for a piping supply outfit.
Thirty-two years ago, Jessica McClure’s day was anything but normal.
October 14, 1987 began like any other, just an eighteen-month-old baby girl, playing in the back yard of an Aunt. That old well pipe shouldn’t have been left open, but what harm could it do. Standing there only three inches above the grass, the thing was only eight inches wide.
And then the baby disappeared. Down the well.
My command of the language fails to produce a word, adequate to describe the horror that young mother must have felt, looking down that pipe.
Midland, Texas first responders quickly devised a plan. A second shaft would be dug, parallel to the well. Then it…
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