I swear I wasn't intentionally eavesdropping. In fact, I've wanted to tell this story for a long time. I'd been saving it for a chapter in my book, but feel now I've got to share at least part of it as it relates to "Dad Earl" and my mother, Hope.

The year is 1992. We'd just recently moved to Northern California, where my husband had been assigned as an ammo inspector with the Department of Defense. My 11-year-old daughter, Jennifer (who, being very shy, made friends no easier than I had at her age), had unexpectedly brought two friends home from school. After introducing them to me, she ushered them toward her bedroom door, where on the other side I assumed they'd talk privately about the most important matters of the day -- boys, teachers, moving to a new school and what-on-earth-ever-brought-you-Here?

But before they reached my daughter's bedroom door, I couldn't help but pick up on her words, and I had to stop and listen.

"Yeah, we're from Iowa," she said, "but you probably know my Grandma and Grandpa Thelander. They're famous, you know."

She said it so matter-of-factly. The tone languished somewhere between a child's innocent bragging and one already versed in that which makes other people proud.

"Really?" I heard one of the girls respond.

"Oh yeah!" Jennifer said. "My Grandpa Earl and Grandma Hope ... you know, the ones who rent out all those apartments?

knows them and I thought for sure you'd have heard of them..."

And then her bedroom door closed and I heard only muffled voices.

I remember smiling, and thinking:

Even my own daughter, at such a young age, clearly understood the role my mother and stepfather played in our community.

How could I have known that 15 years later, my stepfather would in fact make

for having been killed trying to make life better for others?

The article in

may have a couple minor details wrong (Earl was preparing the house for a new renter, not to sell), but the underlying truth rings loud and clear:

isn't a problem limited just to Iowa, nor even to the United States. It's become an international problem, and is costing hundreds of thousands of dollars along with innocent lives.

Though Iowa legislators currently are working on

in efforts to control illegal copper theft sales, thieves continue to find willing salvage buyers at recycling businesses throughout and state and the U.S. In Las Vegas, Nev., where salvage yards have gone from 60 visitors a day to over 250 visitors a day with salvage wire,

recently purchased nearly $200 worth of copper pipe at a local home improvement store. Then, along with a hidden camera, they took the copper out to sell for salvage. The station randomly picked three recycling businesses from the phone book to see if they'd be asked for photo identification, required for salvage sales in Las Vegas.

All three salvage yards -- the Silver Dollar yard on Lossee, Nevada Recycling, and a yard at Lakewood -- purchased the copper without any identification. The seller's ID as logged by Nevada Recycling?

With copper content at

, the stories of copper theft are growing almost as fast as the illegal sales. In Buttonwillow, Calif.,

and died after thieves stripped copper wires out of irrigation systems throughout California. Almost $38,000 in materials was stolen in June 2006 in 10 copper theft in

, and in Tacoma, the frequency of copper theft in the Nalley Valley industrial area now has investigators helping businesses install camera surveillance.

has seen at least

associated with the theft or removal of electric copper wire. And just last month,

experienced delayed response times due to a repeat copper theft.

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I dare anyone to find a single state where copper theft is not a major problem. Still, to date there has been but one single innocent man who lost his life amidst the $48,000 worth of stolen copper here and the $250,000 worth stolen there. He became famous, all right, but I suspect

, would have preferred to remain anonymous and live out the rest of his life doing what he loved most: spending time with my mother, fixing up and providing homes for those less fortunate who couldn't afford housing elsewhere, enjoying his family and grandchildren, and tending to

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This used to be a home. That was before copper thieves came in the night and cut propane lines and let it fill with gas to later explode with a man inside. That man was my stepfather,

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My grandparents used to live here. After my grandfather died, my folks purchased it from my grandmother (who'd come to live with them after Grandpa died) and fixed it up as a rental property. This is how my folks earned their living; they worked hard fixing up homes and apartments for those who needed housing in this small rural community where everyone knows everybody else. They'd recently installed new insulation and put permanent siding on the house. They cared for their tenants' homes the same way they cared for their own, making sure everything always worked properly and families who lived in their rentals were comfortable and happy.

Now, it's nothing but a pile of rubble . . . a haphazard scattering of bricks, nails, metal pipes, a tumbled-down chimney and ashes laid out in layers like a melted accordion.

Earl had gone to install a new water pump. After authorities were notified of the break-in and the property had been aired out, Earl returned several hours later to begin work. He died trying to make life better for others. Despite a

for information on those responsible for his death, there have been no arrests in the case.

The Iowa Legislature, however, now has

assigned to a Judiciary Subcommittee. I pray this bill will become law. For Earl. And for the thousands of other lives affected financially and in countless ways by what has now become a nationwide problem.

Copper Thieves Steal Lives. Please join me in supporting Iowa House Study Bill 660.

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