I want, the to thank the punk who ruined my son’s homecoming. Yes, some idiot decided to help himself to the Fender Precision Bass that was inside Cole’s truck after he got home last night.
The strange thing was Cole actually saw the creep near our house when he got home from his girlfriends, well in the street anyway. We live on a dead end and there is no reason for anyone to be out so late walking around near our house. The guy walked off, but when Cole came in the house the jerk must have come back. Cole locked his truck, but sometimes the power locks don’t always lock the driver’s side door on his 1993 vehicle. Even if he hadn’t it no one should enter your vehicle without permission.
You ruined what would have been a wonderful night. You also hurt the Marching 100. Yes that’s right. Not only did you take something that doesn’t belong to you, but Cole plays in the front ensemble. It’s the first year the band has electrified and Cole is a part of that.
Cole is upset and rightfully so. I’m also upset because I can’t stand people who take things that don’t belong to them. People who steal are the worst kind. You are too lazy to work and earn your own money to buy nice things so you take things from others. Cole’s father bought him the bass when he started high school – he’s now a junior.
My dilemma is now how I’m going to replace it. Cole filed a police report with Alton Police Department and Officer Pfc. Jim Wetzstein came and took a report, but I don’t know if my insurance will cover it yet or not. It’s not as simple as one thinks to just go and buy a new bass, especially when you’re a single mom on a limited income.
No thanks to the thief my son will remember this day, but it will not bring back good memories.