I did finally get the ‘scoop’ on Thursday nights helicopter adventure, so I now have ‘the rest of the story’ or at least enough details to put to rest my wandering imagination of murderers or terrorists running rampant in my neighborhood.
I know, I know, I told you I have a really wild imagination.
Apparently Thursday night around 9:30 p.m., six men (at least one of which was armed with a pistol) broke into a home in the suburbs of a city about 20 minutes from here. Much to the surprise of the men (or boys, since I don’t know the age), the homeowners were actually home upon their entrance into the home, and all fled the scene fairly quickly upon realizing this. The news report stated that as they were leaving the house, they threatened one of the homeowners with the gun.
One of the neighbors, or someone on the street saw them flee in a car, wrote down the tag number, called the police, who picked up their trail several towns over, and about 10 minutes from our home.
Enter helicopter, which was apparently helping the police keep an eye on where the assailants were going. They were eventually cornered about 5 minutes from here, two of the six were shot and lightly wounded by the police, but were ALL aprehended.
Hurray for the police.
I still haven’t figured out why it took six of them to rob a home, and I guess the reason the helicopter became involved, was due to the fact that there was a pistol present amongst the men, and the police were concerned they’d use it elsewhere since they weren’t successful in their first attempt at a break-in.
Fin mentioned in the last entries comments about having a scanner. Ironically, that’s exactly what Marcel said when I kept calling him at work, is that we should have a scanner so that we could know what was going on.
My parents are both volunteer firefighters in their community, and have a emergency responder radio, and they can hear everything happening in the county as it happens. I know there was a time when we were home for the holidays that we heard sirens in my parents neighborhood (something you very rarely hear), and we were able to turn the radio on and find out exactly what was going on, and determine if anyone needed help.
So that, my friends, is the rest of the story…