Hello,
In response to the comments from some of you, I thought I
should offer some more explanation. I too think it was quite remarkable that
the police found my things. However, I think they had a little help from the
secretary because she immediately thought it was a particular person when she
learned of it. I heard her tell the custodian about it. We have many homeless
people who come to the church Sunday morning for coffee and treats. Now as
another person in the church told me, we often think of them first when
something goes missing, but it could be just anyone who walks in off the
streets. I did wonder about the secretary talking about this person in
particular, although she knows many of them since she visits with them
frequently. Later, when I called her to let her know my things had been
returned, she mumbled something about the bathroom and shoes. I believe she was
also able to give somewhat of a description of those shoes. When the police
gave me the case number they accidently gave me two pencil notes with more of a
description of what the woman was wearing as well as her name and a common Sunday
meal site. The police did tell me they were almost positive when they saw the
pink swoosh on the shoes.
I said, “When someone takes shoes and wears them, they probably
need them. She could have kept them. I am just happy to get my keys, hat and
bag back.” I did not press charges.
In our church we give away coats, hats, mittens, and we
even have an Undie Sunday when we donate underwear. How do people living on the
edge get shoes that fit? I don’t believe that supplying everything is the best
way to go, but I do not know how to change the current paradigm without harming
people. I wonder too as the economic shifts in the advantage of the rich and
the poor gets wider and wider, will there be more and more theft as people
struggle to survive.
It is so ironic that I got back these things of little
economic value and nothing was ever found of Leroy’s two bikes that were
stolen. One of them was taken from outside church by someone who knew what they
were doing.
Paula
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