It's interesting that the usual "everything is wonderful" crowd are the ones who chain their clubs to the cart, park in back and state everything of value should be kept out of sight. Probably to discourage the roving bands of seniors with dementia who are out just taking stuff they think might be theirs. Of course there are also the under 55 crowd who are living with their parents who do all kinds of bad stuff and weren't properly raised as were all the children of the "perfect parents" crowd, who are the same as the "wonderful" crowd, who are also the experts on everything crowd.

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Originally Posted by joldnol https://www.talkofthevillages.com/fo...s/viewpost.gif
In no way am I blaming any victims of crime in TV. It stinks that one can't trust their fellow humans. I agree most residents are honest but we live in such close proximity to pockets of poverty and as stated many times we live in a community with gates and not a gated community that it's surprising there isn't more crime.

I'm sorry the OP had their property stolen.
Interesting that you are blaming those who live in poverty for crime in this community. My pickleball paddle was recently stolen at a rec center. I guess I should be over in Wildwood looking for the thief. https://www.talkofthevillages.com/fo...tons/quote.gif

Seems to me those were the words that came out of your mouth.

This story reminded me of a recent Christmas story:

There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was to process all the mail that had illegible addresses. One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what it was about.

The letter read

Dear God,
I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension.
Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had until my next pension payment.
Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food with, have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope...
Can you please help me?
Sincerely,
Edna


The postal worker was touched.
He showed the letter to all the other workers. Each one dug
into his or her wallet and came up with a few dollars. By the
time he made the rounds, he had collected $96, which they put into an envelope and sent to the woman.

The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her friends.

Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.

It read:

Dear God,
How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me?
Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious dinner for my friends.
We had a very nice day and I told my friends of your wonderful gift.
By the way, there was $4 missing?
I think it might have been those bastards at the post office.
Sincerely,
Edna

Thanks very good!:beer3: