April 23, 2004
He came into the store for no more than ten minutes he said. Bammm! His truck was stolen. I have never been through something like that and I am thankful but I can feel his devastation. He is pacing the parking lot waiting for the police, who don't seem to put a high priority on such a crucial part of his life. He is isolated in his dilemma. Everyone walks around talking about what happened and how awful and all he can do is pace and wait for nothing. The mind is silently adjusting to what has happened to him.