To the punks who stole my husband’s tools from my car two weeks ago. I am not even sure you can read but here goes:
I hope it makes you feel good to take food from my kid’s mouths and possibly a roof from over their heads. Those tools were used to make just enough extra money to pay the mortgage and buy food. Some of us work for a living; not live from other people’s work. Your drug habit is no excuse.
P.S. The entire neighborhood knows who you are; at some point we will be able to prove it. Stand up, be a human and return the tools.