Today it was so nice and warm that I
walked with a lighter weight coat. Leroy worked at the museum and would have
ridden his bike, but it had been stolen Wednesday night when we left the garage
door open. Darn! Apparently the only thing worth taking was his bike. We had
not locked either car, but we do not keep anything in them so it was not an
issue. I suppose these days hot wiring a car is not what it used to be. My bike
was not taken, should I be insulted? It is from 1993.
It has been four years since Leroy’s
bike was stolen while he was at church. Now when at both work places he has his
bike in the buildings so it is not available to anyone else. He is now talking
about getting a cheap bike just for around town trips. We both talked about the
garage door opener that Brian has which closes after three minutes of no
activity under it. Guess these forgetful brains could use that assist. However,
it is a very rare occurrence that we forget to close it. Leroy had put the car
license tags on for the new year, and needed to open the big door to get behind
the car, was in a hurry forgetting to push the down button. The last two days,
we have both been a bit hyper active thinking of double checking the door position.
I was also reminded to keep things in
perspective because on my way to work that morning the interstate was full of
tightly packed travelers when suddenly brake lights came on. All were alert
enough to slow enough for some reason that I never did learn. At least I was
not in an accident which would/could have been much more of a concern. A bike
is just a thing, after all, and replaceable.
Paula
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