Thursday, December 16, 2010

Careful!

Hello again friends.
Tonight I would like to discuss something that was brought up again on our evening news.
Trusting older ladies who leave their purses in the child seat in their grocery carts!
DON’T!
Why? I hear you asking.
Because you are asking to be robbed!

Once again the in-store security camera picked up a man, this time, stealing a woman’s wallet right out of her purse, and when she returned to her cart she appeared to have no knowledge of what had happened! Wait till she gets up to that register and tries to pay for all her groceries, oh my!

Personally, here at the Publix we go to there was an incident with an innocent looking mom who was the thief and her child was the distracter.
So please people watch you stuff!
I have told many a woman not to leave her purse there, and oddly enough it never seems to occur to them as being a problem, oh but it is!
I explain that my husband is retired law enforcement to legitimize my knowledge and concern for their safety and that usually does the job and they then opt to carry their purse or put it on their shoulder or under their arm.
The best advice anyone can give to anybody is just to be aware of your surroundings and keep any valuables close or out of sight or leave them home under lock and key.

While involved with the support group for arthritis back in the late 1990’s until the early turn of this century we would have many guest speakers come to our meetings to talk to our people about this and that, besides dealing with all of the one hundred different types of arthritis on a daily basis.
Since it was mostly all seniors with the mean age of about seventy-five years old or young whatever you prefer, I thought that any members of the sheriff’s office who could teach them about scams or self protection were good ideas. At the time I was a co-president of the all volunteer group, and of course I had access to those people to come on over to the Cultural Center where we would meet monthly.

There are generations who are so trusting and that is the only reason that they get taken so I really felt I was doing a service to these fine people who adopted me as one of their own, since I was about the age of most of their kids at the time.

Many have since passed away for that I am sure, law of averages and all.
But oddly enough I did bump into one of those older woman who consequently is now much older I thought that I had recognized her but couldn’t remember her name, and when I said to her I think I know you, while we're both in line at the cafeteria style eatery at the cultural center she said, “you probably do I have been here forever” and then she said her name and sure enough I did know her! But she sort of remembered me, slightly but I look so different these days and we were both quite a bit older than then, oh well…
The meeting was bittersweet, as they say.

My fondest memories of those older folks that I did enjoy quite a bit since we all went through so much together, not only me teaching them Aquacize, doing fashion shows with using them as my models even once having a golf tournament, but all those losses of spouses and pets and homes after the hurricanes that we had to bond over.
Yes, my surrogate moms and dads… how I do miss them all…

Since all those older folks did somewhat really adopt me; knowing that when we moved here back in 1986 and that both of my parents had already passed away at the ages of 70 and 79 (you see my parents had me late in life at 39 and 43, their second marriage and all), and so they appeared to really care to take me too under their wings; it was so nice of them.

I slowly disconnected from them due oddly enough to my own health problems, but to be honest I don’t think I could have taken their deaths full-out up-close and personal.
My own parent's deaths were hard enough to take, and then moving into a neighborhood with a large elderly population it never seemed to end, the deaths that is.
But making friends with anyone over seventy seemed like I would lose them and I tried hard not to get so attached.
And yes I do know that death is as much a part of life as life is.
But I am a BIG chicken with losing friends, and that is not to say that some of my best friends have not been younger and gone too… my own niece, for one, was only fifty, cousins too under sixty, and kids in high school dying from leukemia; in those days it wasn't so curable.

And so I am being way too maudlin, so sorry!
Where was I?
And what was the point of my title tonight?
Oh, that’s right, ‘CAREFUL’; yep, all of you please try to be; all of my friends out there in cyberspace.
Do whatever it takes to be, remember to watch your stuff and dear ones and hold them all close; it keeps you warm anyway, so why not? LOL!

On that slightly more positive note I would like you all to have a very happy good night and to count all those blessings and share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, OK?

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