Congratulations!
Perhaps I told our bike recovery story, about the only bike we ever had
stolen. But here it is (again?):
We were living in a different state then, last house on a cul-de-sac. No
garage, just a carport. Our son was told to always lock his Huffy
10-speed with a chain and combination lock we had out there.
One day the bike was gone. Turned out he had just wrapped the chain
around the cranks, not through the frame. (Hey, he was 11 years old.)
The chain was there, the lock was locked but the bike was gone.
Much sadness and regret for a day or two. Then a young girl, maybe 8
years old, showed up with the bike and her abashed younger brother in
tow. They lived in the, um, low-income neighborhood just beyond our
cul-de-sac. The girl said "I'm making my brother give your bike back. I
told him 'You can't steal _that_ bike! That's a _nice_ bike!'"
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- Frank Krygowski