Last evening, while having dinner with my wife and grandson, I parked my old farm pickup in a well-lit parking lot, next to a restaurant in the Tower District where it was stolen.
In my pickup was my wallet, driver’s license, bank cards, medical cards, pretty much everything thing I need to live and work. There was a full set of keys to every building I own, garage-door opener, mailbox, equipment and a pistol, that I’m legally able to possess. Many items were there that are used for farming, things that would be impossible to replace and of no value to anyone else. After spending many hours that night canceling cards, I had much difficulty falling asleep.
As I rose the next morning, I realize how selfish I had been. I thought maybe the low-life degenerate neanderthal(s) that stole my pickup, which I need to work, so that I can my pay my taxes and support the liberals who unwisely spend my hard-earned money, may have actually needed my pickup.
Perhaps they needed to drive to a local community college to receive a free education. Or they needed it to drive to work on a high-speed railroad project, for a train that will never be used. Or maybe drive to the Department of Motor Vehicles office to receive a free driver’s license, even though they don’t need drivers training, prior to be issued a license. I only hope they are able to use my gasoline cards, so that if they need to, they can drive around and see their beautiful city.
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Hope all are having a fun and happy day, as I am.
Michael D. Perry