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For many years, I've left my door unlocked in case I had to call 911. Yesterday, my DIL told me that two milk cartons of items she'd sorted were missing from the upstairs. I guess they heard mr snoring in the back room and figured they were safe. I didn't thin they were worth stealing, but apparently, someone felt otherwise. I guess the days of trust are gone.
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2 comments:
It doesn't matter the value. Your castle, your safe place, was invaded. Your faith in humanity also took a hit and that's not nothing.
long gone. As a kid I lived in a truck-farming community not all that far north of NYC; my folks never locked the front door and in the summer the screen door was all the air conditioning we ever had.
Then the "poor unfortunates" who never understood two of the Commandments: תִּגְנֹב לֹא and לֹא תַחְמֹד began coming into the country.
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