Thursday, October 10, 2002
Sleepy Cinnabar Gets A Wake-Up
I grew up in a pretty quiet town. My nieghborhood didn't get a lot of traffic. Neighbors knew each other. All the kids played together. Your typical suburb. That's why I find it disquieting that something like this has happened on my former-street. I asked my dad to make sure my mom locked the doors while she was home during the day. Now that she's retired, she's obviously home more often by herself. It's a little scary.
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