Having been reminded that theft exists in the world I was hyper sensitive when late yesterday a truck and trailer appeared and backed toward the VW that has trees growing around it on the near neighbors property.
The trees were not there when the vehicle was placed there.
So I sort of drifted over and inquired of the an driving the truck. It turned out he is married to the daughter of the near neighbors sister. A generally will mannered young man who works with my Renters son at an aircraft plant.
He is, he told me, taking the vehicle to his place to part out and he will sell various pieces. The vehicle belongs, he says, to near neighbors mother, she having purchased it from this young mans wife, but he was having trouble, because the mother had lost the keys and title, and the steering was locked without the keys.
He needed, he explained, to align the trailer directly with the vehicle so the winch could do its job.
I stepped back after our conversation and watched him align that equipment in three short goes, load that VW and book. It took him less than a good scratch of my nether regions to get it done.
I was impressed. It takes me longer to load the tractor.
I know it is getting to be about time. I just know it. I’ve checked the yard by I don’t see the least sign of them yet.
It’s frustrating. I can only water the cacti in the house so often with hope.
From the reaches,