It is funny what one remembers

I remember going out in high school driving around aimlessly on Friday and Saturday nights down WW White Road up to Rigsby then out to Walzem and back on a loop.   Looking for a congregation of teenagers up for some fun.   It was the wild early 80s.  A popular prank was to steal street signs.    Now as an adult I know how absolutely idiotic that was … stealing a stop sign or a yield sign or do not enter … it’s just asking for a fatal accident.

Well my group, we never stole street signs but in the same vein we decided  that we would take letters off the Peter Dunn discount sign that was placed in front of the store advertising their sales.    Our goal was to get all the letters to spell our names.   We were going to use this loot for room decor.    Again as an adult I think how ridiculous.

4th of July sale snagged me a J and L.

 Free installation  got me the rest of my first name and a good start to my middle name.

It seemed harmless.  We were all doing it.  What could it hurt?

One evening as we drove by the store, making our regular rounds, we saw in big block letters … for all the world to see … JESUS LOVES  WHOEVER IS STEALING FROM OUR SIGN!!!

Of course we panic “oh my gawd do you think they know who it is … that it is us?!?!?  Now we need to go to confession!!!” As a group we decide to collect all the letters and around midnight we sneak back and returned everything!

Nothing works better than fear of humiliation.   We all knew better … good little Catholic schoolgirls that we were … shame shame on us.   But we learned a valuable lesson.  Stealing, even signage is not cool.

As always, more to come.

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