My Grandmother was buried on Friday. Last night, someone broke in her house, rummaged through everything, and put their filthy hands on things that didn’t belong to them. Yes, right in the middle of town — across from the Dollar Store and behind the Telephone Building.
If anyone happens to run across some asshole that has a new black iPod, JVC speaker system, blue toolbox, about 2 gallons of change, some watches and a sneaky smile on their face, please let me know.
The actual value of the items is not what has me fired up — it’s that someone would break into a 98 year-old dead woman’s house when she isn’t even cold in the ground yet that sickens me.
I want someone in jail. Period. Do I think it’s someone local? You betcha!