Randy hails from the West Indies and he must of hailed some time ago as its doubtful he would remember his 85th birthday. He lives in a neat and tidy home with his wife diagonally across the road from me. She is a rare sight except for when the ambulance comes and carts her off, but Randy can be seen on occasion slowly backing the Buick out of the garage and heading out to terrify traffic and pedestrians. Couple of times a week he may be seen making a foray out to the mail box and I can’t help but stand at the window and watch, silently egging him on and hoping he can make the long trek to the box and back. Frail?…perhaps , but still sharp and he prides himself in his ability to remember my name……..Peter.
There is a lady who comes by from time to time to check on them and she arrived today…..and no one came to the door. After a while a Sheriff arrived and they both rang the bell and walked around the house peering in windows and rang the bell some more and I just couldn’t help but think this was not looking good. Then another sheriff arrived and they all rang the bell and walked around the house peering in windows and lots of discussion and cell phone use and then another Sheriff arrived and they all rang the bell and walked around and around the house peering in the windows until finally a Sheriff rushed to the car and retrieved a tool ….then the Key Stoners all went and attacked Randy’s front door for 5-6 minutes until one of the Key Stoners rushed to the car to retrieve a “bigger tool”……..all the while I’m thinking I could of have had them in Randy’s house in 8 seconds flat with my folding knife….and after a loud crunch Randy’s front door was open and the the Key Stoners all drew their pistols and raced in.
I was expecting the ambulances but within three minutes the gang was back in the driveway with dumbfounded looks and lots of shoulder shrugging…..Randy and his wife weren’t home…..and just as well I think because I’m not sure octogenarians + would understand being rescued by people with drawn pistols.
I feel for poor Randy….he’ll likely be home soon from the doctors appointment or Christmas shopping and be alarmed …and call the Sheriffs to report a break in…..bumming over the condition of his front door .
Merry Christmas Randy……
