The Purse

Sometimes you loose some things to theft that are virtually priceless and impossible to replace. I can honestly say that the item stolen in the following theft story does not fall into this category. I would have gladly given the item to the thief and then I would not have had to replace a broken window. The Story is as follows:

The Purse

 

In December, 1990, Pam was shopping at the Washington Park Mall in Bartlesville in our Chevy Van. She had left her purse on the floor of the front seat and locked the car. She was only carrying her billfold with money and credit cards with her. When she returned to the car, she found the vent window broken out and her purse was missing. She called the police. That evening, we received a call from someone that lived out in the country between Bartlesville and Pawhuska that said they had found her purse and they gave us directions how to get there. This smelled a little fishy and I wondered if someone was setting us up for a robbery. So I got my pistol, and went by and picked up my sister Jerryldine and her husband Pete to go with us. We followed the directions to a small trailer out in the boonies. I told Pete to come in with the gun blazing if we didn’t come out in ten minutes. The people there were legitimate and they said they found Pam’s purse sitting in the middle of the dirt road that led to their house. We thanked them and went home. Upon inspection of the contents of the purse, we found only three things missing. The first thing was her check book. The second thing was a book of stamps. The third thing was a picture that I had taken while on the trip to Papua, New Guinea . I had gone into an open shop run by the natives which had all kinds of wooden carvings hand carved by the natives. One table caught my eye so I took a picture of it. It was a table full of hand carved peckers (tallywhackers, weenies, johnsons, goobers, or what ever you prefer to call them). Pam had been showing the picture to some of our friends so she had it in her purse. We figured whoever took the purse must have liked the picture. We passed this on to the police. About a month later, the police called us and told us someone had tried to cash one of our checks in Kansas. They recovered the checks but, we never saw the pecker picture or the stamps again. Wish I could post the pecker picture, but it’s gone forever.

 

Nice picture, I think show to all my burglar buddies.

Our Van the thieves broke the vent window out of.

Thanks for reading The Purse,

Hawg Jaw Bill