Here’s the rub. My equipment was not only used to do the odd jobs around the house that I like to do, but to earn that extra money by renovating a few homes that were damaged by the ne’er-do-wells who destroyed them. It’s an oxymoron in that people who do not want to work steal another person’s capability to work and make money legally. At least the thieving druggies have their drugs to show for it, however temporary that might be. A few trusted neighbors plus a few other people outside the neighborhood are keeping their ears and eyes open in order to find the culprits. I am sure they will be found but I am not sure of my own actions when I find out. At this point, calculating my options of action, calling the police again is down on my list by a considerable measure. It’s not a matter of vengeance or any such nonsense but rather an attempt to show a stand which might somehow unite the good neighbors we have and get rid of those who do not wish to live in peace.