Written in memory of my husband, Carl E. Snider, a victim of Animal Enterprise Terrorism by KAREN S. SNIDER If I told you armed men forced their way into our home and handcuffed and baked my hus band in the July heat, you might t. H i n. K I had been watching too many TV crime drama's. This is exactly what happened to us in Arlin~- ton, Texas in July, 1994. My husband was retired Navy and a disabled veteran due to radiation exposu~ e from Operation Castle, the atomic tests {n. The South Pacific many years ago. We had raised four children, were very conservative/patriotic and deeply religious as well. We were targeted because we had a nationally advertised cattery of Himalayan Persians which were our pride and joy. We had thousands of do Ll. E rsiLn v est ed in them. Many h ad cc h amp Lo n tit. L. E_s_. And imported blood lines. One of our males, a lilac point champion, was valued at $1,000.
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