Flower Thieves Strike Again
I can still hear my mother's words clearly some half century later in all those boring little gift shops down the Cape. "Don't touch it; it's not yours".
Lily thieves had struck several days before on Hollis Street, when I noticed Friday morning while watering in front of town hall, that someone had lifted a half dozen geraniums from around the town's veterans honor roll. This latest case of petty theft will not appear in the police blotter and is annoying more than anything else. I can't help but wonder if it's a case of bad upbringing or just some type of a new sense of entitlement that people seem to possess.
Two holes remain where geraniums were planted by the town's Memorial Day Committee five weeks ago.
If the latest thieves had been a little more crafty by removing the plants from either end of the rows, I might not have noticed the missing plants.
I can also still hear my dad's words of long ago, "If you want something work for it". Maybe the rules have changed.
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