Robber in Happy Valley

Just so my kids have a funny story about when Jaremy and I were first married....

We were in our first little apartment in Logan, Utah.  We had a little VW Jetta.  Jaremy had just added a custom sound system to it.  We never locked our car because it was Logan.  We kept our CDs out there and everything.

Late one night I thought I heard something right outside our bedroom window where our car was parked.  I woke up Jaremy and told him I thought someone had gotten into our car.  He said I was being absurd.  He knew I had an active imagination.  Cache Valley was Happy Valley and there weren't any robbers.

I was sure I heard something so I looked out the window and saw a man walking away from our car with something under his arm.  I quickly got dressed.  Jaremy thought I was crazy and rolled over to go back to sleep.

I ran out of the house.  I followed the man a bit and watched him walk about a block away.  Then he went into a house's front yard and bent down by a bush next to the house.  Next he stood up and walked into the night.

I quickly searched our Jetta for anything missing.  The only thing missing was part of our sound system.  So I headed down the street to the bush next to the house.  It was very dark, so I just felt under the bush with my hand.  Sure enough I found the part he had taken.

I brought it back to Jaremy.  He asked what I thought I was doing.  What would I have done if the thief had confronted me?  Well, I hadn't thought that far.  It was adventure I was after not safety.  When your eighteen you don't always act with forethought.  Heck, I'm almost twenty years older now and I sometimes I still don't.

Anyway, just I fun story.