Laptops, camcorders, cameras...can all be replaced. It was the jewelry that got to me. A charm bracelet given to me by my grandmother. Countless pieces from the Hubs and pieces made by my children were stolen. Very high in sentimental value to me, but the thief didn't care about that. The thief cared about the monetary value. Desperate times call for desperate measures, I suppose.
Last night, a hit and run driver plowed into our picket fence and sped from the scene. We weren't home at the time. I received a visit from a police officer about an hour after the incident occurred. He informed me what happened and told me that there was an eyewitness who was able to get the license plate number of the driver. The police eventually caught up with the driver and issued him a number of summons.
What is wrong with people? Have morals gone to the wayside? Accidents happen. Thank goodness that an eyewitness had the sense to do some good.
I'm thinking it's time to move.
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