I loved this site, which is why I sponsored it.  However, it's time has come to end. 
A new site, devoted to Kaylie, which I'm sure was the loving intent of Vici Eastland, has been started, and my desire is for all of Kaylie's friends/family to continure to share their loving, sad, funny, all memoriers there. It brings me great pleasure to realize what wonderful friends Kaylie has. I love reading them over and over.

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This memorial website was created in memory of our loved one, Kaylie Smith, 21, born on June 2, 1991 to James Mitchell Smith and Lisa Dianne Smith, both of Ottawa, Kansas.  Kaylie was murdered by an aquaintance and then her only daughter, Lana Leigh Bailey was murdered on May 1, 2013, in rural Franklin County, kansas.. We will remember then both forever.

,: 

Tammy Lynn McCoy, 56, Pomona, Kansas, passed away Wednesday, Aug. 2, 2017, at Ransom Memorial Hospital.

Arrangements are made with Dengel & Son Mortuary. Cremation is planned.

Tammy, you were better to Lisa and to me than any of her "good" people ever were.

And you were the only one of them all who never threw me away in the end.

I'm going to miss you.


http://www.kmbc.com/article/mothers-united-by-tragic-crime-form-unlikely-friendship-1/3694381

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 Lisa,

I found your note. I recognized your handwriting on the envelope. I guess not *everything* about even you can be a lie!

The timing was odd. It was 4 years ago this past week when we went to Arizona in 2013. And I have been having people say things and tell me things about your PR campaign for your mother's cult. Here is one verbatim quote: "You are being scapegoated for numerous people." And then they ask me why you people need a scapegoat! I don't lie. The truth is all it takes to horrify them.

Of course, many people saw and heard the truth for themselves for almost 4 years. And not all of them bowed down to Tammy or Wilma. Did you know they'd become buddies?

You have had nearly 6 months now to smear me. Why the note? (That's a rhetorical question; I've been studying psychopathy for about 30 years and I already know.)

I liked the clever way you did your abrupt discard/no contact. You abused me and then immediately instituted No Contact as if you were the victim of abuse! It was kind of cute. Of course, twice seeing your face literally contort to that of a demon's was not so cute. 

Anyway, having had months away from serving you, I have thought about a lot of things. I think you were right all along: Mud should be in jail. And probably also Daughter of Darkness. I slightly regret that you are not here to see what I now see.

The only time I think of you is when I think about your physical safety. You are now the lowest crumb of that wicked food-chain. But you went back knowing to what you were returning. I hope you survive in order to enjoy your hunk of money. But yeah, that's when I think of you.

Regarding your note, only a sociopath is capable of doing what you've done and then returning with "love" - twice. You are incapable of love. No conscience and no love - and you have again surrounded yourself with people who have the same exact attributes. Rabid lions crammed into the same dungeon. You watched the first culling. Are you stupid?... You are evil and entirely without conscience and so is every one of those people around you. You are all arrogant enough to think that YOU will out-evil all the others. 
 
Mud seems to be winning by 2 notches. Don't 'cha think? 
 
I did for you exactly what I promised. I even told you that I would be "the bad guy" in the end. How did I know? Because I know psychopathy! There is nothing more that I can do for you. I have never encountered an account of your kind changing. It just doesn't happen.

Don't leave anymore notes. Your words mean nothing to me. Keep them to yourself.

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Photo © 2017 Cindy Earnshaw

Photo © 2017 Cindy Earnshaw

Photo © 2017 Cindy Earnshaw

As a toddler, Kaylie was very fond of rollie-pollies (sometimes known as pill bugs in backward parts of the country), the little grayish bugs about 3mm long with hundreds of little legs that move slowly, are found in damp areas, and sometimes roll up into a little ball if irritated. 

For a couple of years, Kaylie was unable to pronounce the letter "L" within a word, so she would answer the phone, "Heddow? Heddow?" and sleep with her "piddow"

Kaylie had been staying at her grandma and grandpa's house for a wile, and the next time my dad did a thourough cleaning of the interior of their van, he discovered a cupholder in the very back of the van containing about 10 dead roddie poddies,  Grandpa casually asked Kaylie about the roddie poddies, but she denied any knowledge of the incident, which we found quite amazing that the little bugs had crawled up the tires, all the way up to the van, gotten inside, and found their way to the cupholder, where they sadly, gave up their pursuit of a better life and died of exposure.

Sympathy

God be with you in your sorrow,
through the night and through the day;
may some blessing come tomorrow
that will clear its cloud away.

God is generous in His giving,
give him now the soul that’s fled:
may he bless with strength the living,
rest eternally the dead.

Author unknown

Each time I walk into my closet , each day I select a shirt or jeans from a hanger, every day that I need a little light to see, I pass your box. You see, there it is, this box with all of my memories of you inside. Your chubby baby cheeks when you smiled. Your hand held in mine as we walked to the park, you wanted to swing. The look on your face when you held my daughter in the hospital. The idea that Kylee and Kaylie sounded so similar. I miss all those memories, yet they break my heat each time I recall them. I love you.

When everything happened so fast, it took awhile before the memories came flooding back to me. Nowadays they comes in spurts. I remember hanging at Eric's place, jumping on the trampoline, hanging at the old elementary school. I remember being your Peer Counselor in high school It was funny, I loved it when you and Vickie Holland would come get me out of class so that we can just chill together, cause forget school right? Ha just kidding. 

I remember cheering you up when you were having problems and needed to talk to someone. I wish I had pictures of us together. I also remember riding around in my car without a care in the world talking about everything and anything, specially boys. Those were the good ol'days. I miss them. I miss you. Even though that they are seeking the justice that he deserves, I cannot help to still feel empty. I feel that anything that he gets is too good for him.

Because nothing can bring you all back to us. I know that you are around and that you are not gone forever, but I would give anything to hear your voice again, to make more memories with you and our daughters. Never in a million years did I think that something like this would happen so close to home. Life has taught me a very valuable lesson, and that is to not take anyone or anything for granted. I miss you girly. Wish you were here..... 

I remember back in high school. It was kaylie, vici, katie, sarah, eric, stephan and myself. It had started storming something fierce, what seemed like a bad idea at the time ended up being one of the most memorable times of my life. We howled at the clouds, ran around in the rain with just shorts and undergarments and had a blast jumping on the trampoline. What i learned then is rain isnt always bad, It stirs moods and can make one bad day into a memorable one with the right people around you. That day has always held a place in my heart and i'll never forget the happiness and joy of that day of being out soaked with my friend's. Long live happy memories.

First picture of Kaylie and Lana ever taken. 11-7-2011

Kaylie and I (Vici) were driving down the road one day. Snow was on the ground and it was freezing cold but we were having the time of our lives and then her tire popped. So sitting there in the snowy street, two 16 year old girls had to change the tire on this beat up car. She stayed so positive, in fact we were laughing. She taught me how to drive, she taught me how to love a friend. We grew together in high school. I will miss her forever!