The Angel is BACK!
Husband's mother died several years ago, and since he would not be able to visit her grave often, and out church had decided to make a memorial garden for a deceased member at about that time, Husband sprung for an angel statue for the space beside the garden.
When little kids played outside, they clambered over the statue. The rest of us -- ourselves included, began to take the statue for granted. But shortly after Thanksgiving, a woman who lives nearby stopped Husband after church and told him it was missing. I think Husband was heartsick -- I know I was.
Well, one day we were driving along less than a mile from the church and I spotted, in a Christmas display our angel! I said to Husband, "That's our angel!" (our not in the sense of our ownership, but the church's). Very calmly Husband said, "Yes, I know. It's been there awhile."
He said he didn't know what to do about it. He was calm. I was -- well, I tend to brood.
Someone at church suggested he call the sherriff. Husband hesitated. He never rushes into anything. Someone handed him a phone number and gave him instructions. He called, was called back, then apparently allowed the mills of the gods to grind slowly.
On our rounds yesterday, lo and behold! There were two sherriff's cars at the location were the angel was. Last night , just before the women's group met, one of the women called to say the angel was in the parking lot!
We went up the morning to check. She was indeed in the parking lot, at some distance from her pedestal, painted with shiny paint, some of which didn't take the trip well. Husband moved her out of the way so she (nor an automobile) would not suffer more damage. She is a long way from her pedestal. But she is back HOME.
Such miscreants should make sure, when stealing something like that that the sherriff doesn't belong to the parsih they are stealing from!
When little kids played outside, they clambered over the statue. The rest of us -- ourselves included, began to take the statue for granted. But shortly after Thanksgiving, a woman who lives nearby stopped Husband after church and told him it was missing. I think Husband was heartsick -- I know I was.
Well, one day we were driving along less than a mile from the church and I spotted, in a Christmas display our angel! I said to Husband, "That's our angel!" (our not in the sense of our ownership, but the church's). Very calmly Husband said, "Yes, I know. It's been there awhile."
He said he didn't know what to do about it. He was calm. I was -- well, I tend to brood.
Someone at church suggested he call the sherriff. Husband hesitated. He never rushes into anything. Someone handed him a phone number and gave him instructions. He called, was called back, then apparently allowed the mills of the gods to grind slowly.
On our rounds yesterday, lo and behold! There were two sherriff's cars at the location were the angel was. Last night , just before the women's group met, one of the women called to say the angel was in the parking lot!
We went up the morning to check. She was indeed in the parking lot, at some distance from her pedestal, painted with shiny paint, some of which didn't take the trip well. Husband moved her out of the way so she (nor an automobile) would not suffer more damage. She is a long way from her pedestal. But she is back HOME.
Such miscreants should make sure, when stealing something like that that the sherriff doesn't belong to the parsih they are stealing from!
posted by Jane Bierce | 10:32 AM
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