Thursday, November 20, 2003

True Crime

Read William Luse's encounter with an intruder in his home here. It made the palms of my hands sweat. That's meant to be a tribute to his writing but I confess part of it is due to the recollection of a short and non-violent confrontation some years ago with a fellow trying to break into our back door. His tale brought my little comedy very vividly back to life. I confronted this fellow after arming myself with a . . . .flashlight. (What did I think I was going to do? Illuminate him to death?) In any event, he took off in a hurry with no harm done at all. Much sympathy and all good thoughts and prayers to the Luse family.