Ken Layton

It happened again at a Taco Bell. The old way of thinking, the criminal voice, wouldn't shut up inside the head of Ken Layton. Yeah, take out that punk kid, beat the crap out of him, show that pimply faced idiot he ain't nothin' and you're still Folsom Kenny Layton. He was standing in line at the fast-food joint, behind an overwhelmed woman with an unruly child. She was complaining about her order, and the kid behind the counter kept putting her down. "He was rude," Layton said. "Sarcastic."

It happened again at a Taco Bell. The old way of thinking, the criminal voice, wouldn't shut up inside the head of Ken Layton. Yeah, take out that punk kid, beat the crap out of him, show that pimply faced idiot he ain't nothin' and you're still Folsom Kenny Layton. He was standing in line at the fast-food joint, behind an overwhelmed woman with an unruly child. She was complaining about her order, and the kid behind the counter kept putting her down. "He was rude," Layton said. "Sarcastic."

Five-month-old Melina Powell didn't know it was supposed to be her mom's day off. But despite the infant's squirming, her parents, Dan and Cynthia Powell of Ventura, said it was their best Mother's Day. "This is our first one with a child," said Cynthia Powell, cradling the infant over her shoulder on the patio at Cafe de La Riviera in the Ventura Harbor early Sunday afternoon. "It's been a long-awaited Mother's Day." Dan Powell said he planned all morning how best to pamper his wife and infant.