Lightning McQueen wrote:My step-son died in a car accident 6 years ago, there has been a memorial set up at the crash site since, a place for his son, family and friends to visit.
His former partner took his son there yesterday to drop something off that he made at school for him only to find that someone had trashed it all and stolen the cross that had his name, DOB and the date that he lost his life on it.
People are just f****** in the head, it has no value to anyone else and how could you be so heartless to destroy something of somebody who is no longer with us? Wouldn't something within tell you what you're doing is wrong, or whoever else was around and seen it?
Yep the lowest of the lowest.
I know I talk about it a bit but the biggest blessing for me moving from the metro area was seeing that good community spirit and value in just being a good person and member of your community still exists. Having pride in the fact your an upstanding citizen.
I honestly had lose that feeling in my 30 plus years of living in the beff.
This weekend reinforced the two extremes for me after seeing your post on facebook. We had our horse arena fence broken by one of the horses during the recent storms. The misses was gutted about given we have only been in the place for a year and half. I mentioned that to one of the lads at cricket also mentioning which is really obvious I am the least constructionally, engineering minded person you will ever meet, albeit Im more than willing to do the shit labour work until I cant move no more. The mate said if transfer him the money he will buy everything we need to fix the entire arena, he will measure it etc etc. So I did that Friday morning.
The misses went to work Saturday morning at 7am, I then woke up at 8am to look across the road where our arena is to see 5 of my cricket mates out there fixing the entire fence. Obviously went to offer a hand but got told to piss off and let them smash it out. With that in mind cooked the lads the biggest bacon and egg, mushroom, tomato, chipotle, hashbrown feed you could ask for and bought them a carton of beer each. They finished by around 11am in time to head to cricket
I haven't had that kind of stuff happen in many years....all these cricket team mates are between 21-27 years old as well which surprised me more.
Ironically I felt pretty bad as we lost a game we should of won in a very flat tired looking performance.