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Vandals in the neighborhood
June 29, 2008 - Cindy Votruba
I was looking out my window this morning and I saw a police car parked behind my Jeep. The police officer had gotten out of his vehicle and was looking at the side of my Jeep. Curious, I slip on some tennis shoes (I was still in my pajamas) and head down the stairs to the front door as the police officer came knocking. I asked if there was something wrong. Apparently, the officer said, there was some tire slashing going on early this morning. My Jeep was one of the victims, along with several other vehicles on my street and the two streets on either side of me. My two left tires were flat. One I had to change anyways eventually. The other was still relatively new, I just got them in March.
My neighbor across the street asked if the police had talked to me. I said yes. He said he couldn't afford new tires. I said I could, but it was just inconvenient (I was looking forward to going to Sioux Falls today). Then a few of my neighbors had gathered to talk about how "this has got to stop." Apparently there's been quite a bit of vandalism around here. This was just a little more widespread.
I've only had my vehicle vandalized one other time in my life. It was a 1984 Cavalier and I lived in a bad part of Duluth. A back window was smashed with a rock. And I paid to park my vehicle offstreet.
Slashing tires is not cool. It's just a momentarily thrill and then what? What's in it for the vandal? Oh boy, I bet this Jeep owner is going to be bummed out tomorrow. Let's keep going down the street.
So whoever slashed the tires this morning in my neighborhood, I hope you're proud of yourself. You just caused a lot of headaches and frustration.
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