Sometime during the night of Dec. 12, wretched thieves went in to my parents’ seniors complex and stole my dad’s medical mobility scooter from their front patio.
I know whoever you are don’t give two cents for what that meant to my dad, but I’m telling you, it was the last and only thread of independence he had left.
He can’t walk, and is either on his scooter or in a wheelchair. Do you care that he used it to go the mall to enjoy an outing? Do you care that they are seniors on a fixed income and that scooter was very dear and necessary for them?
You have caused my mother to feel violated for treading on her property uninvited, and caused her and my dad grief over this loss.
Whatever you may have been able to sell the scooter for couldn’t have come close to how much it meant to my parents.
The canopy was a gift for my dad’s 80th birthday. The sign on the front basket (Pete’s Cadillac) was hand-cast by my son for my dad.
Besides all that, who do you think you are to be sneaking around anyone’s home, let alone a seniors’ complex? Your mother(s) must be so proud. Just remember that as good deeds can be rewarded, your illegal, immoral deed will come back to haunt you one day. I hope you have trouble sleeping at night.
We know there are good people in this world; you just aren’t one of them.