Scary..

[Edwina's Secretary]

Many years ago my apartment was buglarized. Although the police suspected it was my landlord I was so happy to get out of there. (I had given my notice the day before.)

Most horrid was it probably happened while I was sleeping....

Perhaps that is when I started having insomnia!

[gini]

Quite a few years ago my home was burglarized. We came home to find Sugar (my white Angora R/B kitty) walking around the front of the house.
As he was an indoor cat - we knew immediately what had happened.

It was during the holidays and they took every wrapped gift that was under the tree. We had had a holiday party the night before and I used the wrapped gifts as decorations. All of those were gone. They had taken the time to pick through my silverware to find and steal only the silver. Everything they took was small and they used the king sized pillow cases from my bed to haul their loot. They took every piece of jewelry that I owned including pieces from my family that could never be replaced.

They had stolen a box of business cards that belonged to my husband. There it was, our address - our phone number and his name. They called daily three and four times a day to see if we were home. It was a nightmare. My ex-husband's stepfather passed away and he had to leave town to go to the funeral. I was left alone to deal with the house and these calls. They had not taken any of my business equipment and I am pretty sure they kept calling hoping to get back in here and clean up again.

Dealing with the insurance company wasn't fun either - but we finally settled.

Eventually the calls stopped - and we installed a burglar alarm. But that trauma remains with me today.

I am glad, Pam, that it wasn't your home - but it does leave you feeling very vulnerable and I am sorry you have to deal with that.

[Pam]

Most horrid was it probably happened while I was sleeping....

Sara, the last time there were robberies in my neighborhood the robbers often came in at night while the homeowners slept. My neighbors had family visiting from out of state because it was around Christmas, and the grandmother saw someone come out of the bathroom around 2:00 AM and didn't think it was her son-in-law but blamed it on the fact that she didn't have her glasses on. It turns out that this kid (a teenager) was right down the hall from five sleeping people upstairs rooting around in the medicine cabinet.

Gini, wrapped gifts were also stolen in that series of burglaries in my neighborhood several years ago. I just can't imagine the horrible feeling that one is left with after such a thing. Although some of the stolen articles cannot ever be replaced I am just thankful that those of you who have been victimized were not in physical danger yourselves.