09:10 – It’s a typical autumn day here. It’s raining, with a forecast high of 49 and a low tonight of 48.
While she was walking Colin yesterday, Barbara stopped to talk with Mary Littlejohn, Kim’s mom. Mary told her that Kim’s niece Toya had been out running errands with her kids yesterday and returned home to find that her home had been burgled. Fortunately, the criminals were already gone. Toya lives in a “nice” neighborhood, where this kind of stuff isn’t supposed to happen.
Our neighborhood has also had a rash of burglaries lately, and there have been home invasions not far from here, including one last week where the homeowner was shot by intruders. Until recently, I didn’t bother to lock the door when I walked Colin, because I was never really out of sight of our front door. Now, I lock the door when we leave, even if (or particularly if) Barbara is at home. We also keep the glass storm door locked even when we’re both at home and Colin is lying in the foyer watching for intruders and squirrels.
Sparta has very little crime, and almost no violent crime. I’ll be much happier living up there.