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Showing posts with label trauma of theft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label trauma of theft. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Updates On Weather and Thieves...

Monday morning, Hubby took me to work.
Tuesday, I tried.
See that little hill in the distance that curves?
I and my car did not make it.
Hubby took me to work again.

Tried to back to the house and it started sliding
so left it in the road and Hubby picked me up.
Today he graded the road.
Tomorrow, I should make it out.


Tuesday morning we also discovered the thieves had returned to get more things.  What is the world coming to??? There were their tracks in the snow where they made repeated trips to their vehicle on the roadway.  All the doors were left open again. So I guess Monday night after the snow stopped, they helped themselves.  May their teeth all fall out, may they be infested with lice and may their privates rot for their thievery.

This is not where we live but at the top farm.  Our old home place but it is ours and not for others to rummage and steal!

I just don't know how much more invasion, destruction, and theft Beverly can stand before she feels completely defeated. 

It has been reported to the police.  The doors are blocked so they will have to at least work harder at getting in since they have already broken the door locks.  I placed a large log across the steps and against the trailer door.  I gathered  cookware and a lamp they had left on the front porch so maybe, just maybe they were disturbed from taking more.

These were things we planned to sell in the spring to help support Beverly.  A lot of it was hers.

Please say a prayer for us, if you pray, that our faith in mankind be renewed because I feel my trust fading quickly.
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