I woke up this morning to my Dad yelling at a guy who was stealing the newspaper from the front lawn. Huh? What is this neighborhood coming to? The guy put the newspaper back and continued walking west on the sidewalk. I didn't see his face but my Dad said he is a neighbor. Happy Sunday!
I didn't go down to the guy's house, although I wanted to. I wanted to yell and scream and shout and call a neighborhood meeting on the spot. I didn't do it; but I sure wanted to. That's not the first time the newspaper has been missing but we thought the delivery guy was slacking.
The Sunday Miami Herald costs what? A dollar?
I don't know anything about the guy other than my Dad says he's Haitian and lives in the pink house about three houses away. The family that owns the place is very nice and they have been good neighbors. I don't know if the guy is their relative or not and I really don't care. Supposedly, he passes our house frequently. My Dad thinks he will apologize but I don't. He had the walk of a seasoned thief. You know, he was caught in the act and he didn't run or even walk fast. Even if he does apologize, I won't believe him.
Short of going to law enforcement, I'd like to not just let the issue go. The big 'but' to this situation is that I didn't actually see the guy, my Dad did and he doesn't want to pursue the issue. Maybe it's a guy thing. The newspaper thief will surely pass that way again and he'll not walk by without me saying something to him.
To me, it's a matter of stealing a newspaper escalating to stealing one of our vehicles or burglarizing our homes or someone losing their life. I'm a firm believer of nipping things in the bud. If you don't I think that leads some folks to believe they have permission to try you again.
In the meantime, I am also reminded that 'fences make good neighbors."
What would you do?