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Broken from break in
Apr. 28th, 2009 06:48 amSo, Mom's in the nursing home and ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
hopelrailmantic (my brother Ed) has moved to Albany. The trailer is still in Pittstown and Ed had been going out to check on things every so often. Now that it's warm, we have to finish getting stuff out of it so it can be broken down and scrapped.
So, Ed and I go out together last night to get stuff, pack some more.
Between Saturday (the last day he'd been there with Mom), someone(s) had broken in, messed up the place, and stole some of the stuff. Nothing of real value or would be hard to fence. As far as we can tell, since the place is a mess, all that they took some tools, a small air compressor Ed used for painting, some coins my dad had collected. And Dad's machete. (That's what upsets me off the most because that's one of things I had gone there to collect). They went through Mom's jewelry, but anything of value had already been taken by us months ago.
Calls made, police came by.chickipu_no_oni came to pick me up (and brought dinner for Ed) so Ed could have something to eat since he decided to stay overnight in the trailer. He's going to get some wood today to he can re-seal the door they went through.
We and the police suspect it was kids, based on the things they took and the fact they went through Ed's comic books and adult entertainment magazines.
While none of it was worth anything... I close my eyes and just see the trashed living room, my old bedroom, Mom & Dad's bedroom, Ed's room, kitchen, Dad's workroom. The only room that didn't get trashed was the bathroom.
Ed and I got some stuff went into his car, primarily for me. Some of my Russia souveniers, the big mirror that matches my dresser, the (still working and just needs a new ribbon) Royal typewriter.
hopelrailmantic (my brother Ed) has moved to Albany. The trailer is still in Pittstown and Ed had been going out to check on things every so often. Now that it's warm, we have to finish getting stuff out of it so it can be broken down and scrapped.So, Ed and I go out together last night to get stuff, pack some more.
Between Saturday (the last day he'd been there with Mom), someone(s) had broken in, messed up the place, and stole some of the stuff. Nothing of real value or would be hard to fence. As far as we can tell, since the place is a mess, all that they took some tools, a small air compressor Ed used for painting, some coins my dad had collected. And Dad's machete. (That's what upsets me off the most because that's one of things I had gone there to collect). They went through Mom's jewelry, but anything of value had already been taken by us months ago.
Calls made, police came by.
chickipu_no_oni came to pick me up (and brought dinner for Ed) so Ed could have something to eat since he decided to stay overnight in the trailer. He's going to get some wood today to he can re-seal the door they went through.We and the police suspect it was kids, based on the things they took and the fact they went through Ed's comic books and adult entertainment magazines.
While none of it was worth anything... I close my eyes and just see the trashed living room, my old bedroom, Mom & Dad's bedroom, Ed's room, kitchen, Dad's workroom. The only room that didn't get trashed was the bathroom.
Ed and I got some stuff went into his car, primarily for me. Some of my Russia souveniers, the big mirror that matches my dresser, the (still working and just needs a new ribbon) Royal typewriter.
